There are fitters who can design based on theoretical knowledge and ensure that the equipment strictly achieves various performances. This kind of person is not uncommon. Knowledge is your own, and there are always fitters who have the desire to learn.

But generally speaking, engineers are highly intellectuals. They have at least graduated from high school. Now they can reach level 7 benchwork. The time for graduation has to be pushed back ten years at least!

A high school student from ten years ago, not even a few years after the founding of the People's Republic of China, should such a person become a worker? This would be overqualified and underqualified.

The clerk could only nod his head and said: "Yes, he is a fitter. The information backed up at that time was that he was a level seven fitter."

Shang Shi couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. Most of these researchers graduated from university, and a few studied later. It's hard to say what they know now. At least those freshly graduated college students were rookies.

It takes hundreds of people like them to calculate it in one day. What if a self-taught fitter calculates this thing with a pen? Give him a year, can he understand it? How is it designed?

Shang Shi's eyes were a little dazed, and a picture appeared in front of him for some reason.

An old fitter who was thirty, forty, or even fifty years old was tapping his legs and scratching his head while writing line after line of formulas, carefully designing every detail.

Bai's work still had to go on. This veteran fitter who was the top in the industry worked during the day and designed at night, trying his best to complete the tasks arranged by the organization day and night.

The design idea is that the mechanical design is very exciting, but the numerical values ​​are a bit too difficult. He can only use the most basic numerical values ​​to complete the task based on fixed formulas.

The truth is sometimes the opposite of what people think.

What they think is "perfunctory" may be the limit for others.

They can give advice to others in the field in which they are good at, while others have reached the top in their field but are completing an arduous task across majors.

Shang Shi was shocked, and at the same time his face was very silent. Recalling his instructions, he had a bad feeling in his heart, so he hurriedly asked: "How did you do the next thing?"

The clerk also knew that something unexpected had happened. He could only bite the bullet and reply: "You said it was the work arranged by the chief engineer. I contacted the headquarters using the dedicated line. Then I came to the No. 2 team to get the documents. I

I sent a signal to the third rolling mill using an outside line." Thinking of the scene when he came to pick up the documents, he quickly added, "I reported to you at that time, but you waved your hand and asked me to take the documents and leave."

The corner of Shang Shi's mouth twitched. At that time, he was discussing design with his team. He had no time to worry about this.

Taking a deep breath, he waved his hand and said to the clerk: "Okay, I will handle the rest, so you don't have to worry about it."

"yes."

The clerk responded and left.

He was also a bit confused. Of course he would not be careless when activating the dedicated line to communicate with his superiors. Later, personnel from the communications department went to the chief engineer's office to confirm, and then sent a telegram for communication.

Shang Shi stood there and smiled bitterly. Now that the data was coming to an end, he definitely couldn't leave. Things had to be prioritized. At worst, he would apologize later.

He couldn't help but lament in his heart that fate was playing tricks on people, and they mistook an old fitter who was eager for knowledge and studious for a researcher who was perfunctory and had a worrying character. This was really not his intention. He didn't know what was going on over there.

, the road to study is indeed difficult and long!

When he came back to his senses, Shang Shi's eyes became cautious. A fitter worked so hard, and his design even made him a mystery. How amazing this is! I don't know how much effort was involved in it.

In this way, he can't relax even more. He supervises the optimization tasks of the two teams, gets a more accurate data, and gives a fair evaluation of the design. It can also be regarded as acknowledgment of the fitter's hard work and an apology for the previous misunderstanding.
Chapter completed!