Reborn in the 1980s: A scientific research leader cultivates the land to serve the motherland

Chapter 82 Acupuncture Techniques

An Ning found a random corner again, and nestled for another night.

Fortunately, it is summer, and it is not so cold to spend the night outside, but there will be mosquitoes.

Early the next morning, Factory Manager Zhu went to work again. At the same time, he came out again and went to his mistress's house.

An Ning was waiting for this moment, and she immediately went to the place where the factory director's wife was.

She grabbed a handful of dirt, her face was ashamed, her hair was messed up, and she couldn't see what she looked like.

With his head lowered and his waist bent, with a look of fear, he found Director Zhu's daughter-in-law, and timidly handed out a note with his fingers.

"Someone asked me to give it to you."

Director Zhu's daughter-in-law took it subconsciously, without asking a word, the little beggar in front of him ran away.

She opened the note, breathing heavily in an instant.

Zhu Jianping, he dares!

Women are tough, and Zhu Jianping is a typical example of being soft and afraid of hard work. His wife's family is well-off. If Zhu Jianping didn't look good back then, it would not be his turn to marry.

Zhu Jianping's daughter-in-law directly called the seven aunts and eight aunts, and went to the address on the note aggressively.

An Ning has been following in the dark, and saw a few people find the correct address. After kicking the door and entering, she kindly called many people.

For a while, this alley was extremely lively.

In the narrow alley, there was a lot of crying and cursing, and it was in chaos.

An Ning, who hides his merit and fame deeply, turned his back to the alley, and his mood began to improve.

Almost, time to go home.

Sure enough, revenge should be done in person.

But before going home, An Ning visited Factory Manager Li with her things.

Textile factory, factory manager's office.

"When did you come, just yourself?"

"Yes, I'll do it myself. I need to trouble Director Li with something."

Factory Manager Li behind the desk raised his head in surprise, looked at An Ning and said, "I always feel that the taste of speaking is not right."

"You're welcome, just say it."

An Ning on the other side of the table smiled slightly, and first sent a blueprint.

"Director Li, since ancient times, you have been paying attention to equal exchange. You have helped me too many times, and this is my reward."

Director Li looked at the thick stack of papers on the table, not knowing what expression he should have.

It was the first time he saw someone bribe him with paper.

It's not that he wants something, it's just that An Ning's way is very interesting.

"Let me see what this is."

Director Li opened the notebook with great interest.

This is a large white paper book, and it can be seen from the side that it is full of handwriting and traces of use.

"Please."

An Ning sat back a little on the chair, leaning against the back of the chair, looking at ease.

Factory Manager Li opened the cover of the white paper, and the seven-character title came into view.

"Needlepunched Nonwoven Technology."

Seven words, Director Li looked up, only to see An Ning smiled calmly, and nodded to him.

Director Li bowed his head and turned to the next page, which had an explanation.

"Short fibers are sent, carded, and laid into a fiber web, and the fiber web is reinforced into a series of products such as cloth and needle-punched non-woven fabrics through needle punching."

With just one sentence, Director Li has already given the highest priority.

He continued to flip down, and every page below fascinated him, although he didn't understand it very well.

Each page below contains the entire blueprint, the disassembled blueprint, with precise numbers marked on it. Every page is saying that this thing is not fabricated out of thin air, but a reality that can be made.

"An Ning, did you do this?"

"Correct."

An Ning nodded, backed away from the back of the chair, sat forward a little and said, "Last time, Director Li helped a lot."

Director Li is a little short of words, his own help, and this thing in front of him, can it be the same!

"How did you come up with this?"

"Has Director Li forgotten? I visited the textile factory and communicated with several master craftsmen. I drew it after I went back and thought about it."

Factory Manager Li has ten thousand muddy horses galloping in his heart, and he will come out when he goes back to paint, which is really a good way to say.

Could this be drawn by a human being?
That’s not right, it’s something that humans can draw.

But this is not one person, drawn in a short time, after a cursory visit to a textile factory.

Factory Manager Li closed the things in his hands, looked at An Ning, and asked again: "Do you want to come to work in the textile factory?"

"Don't worry, let me tell you, as long as you come, you will get the same salary as me, and you don't usually use it to go to work. When the machine breaks down, or if you have any ideas, you can come to work again."

"How about it?"

An Ning smiled politely and shook her head.

"Thank you, Director Li, but I really can't come."

Director Li is really disappointed.

"but--"

"But what? I can agree"

An Ning looked at Director Li who was more anxious than herself, and asked embarrassedly: "I still want to ask you to do something, can I say it is okay now?"

"Hey, yes, you say."

"I want you to help me listen to news about Zhu Jianping, a bag factory. Call me if it's good or bad, but don't do anything. I just want news."

Director Li is not an ordinary person, he is a factory director at least.

"Okay, I'll definitely help you take care of this matter, is there anything else?"

something else?

An Ning thought about it carefully, thinking of the second brother in the family, there is really something wrong.

"Director Li, I want to arrange for my second brother to learn how to drive. It's best to go out with a certain master and see the world. I wonder if you can arrange it here?"

Factory Manager Li didn't even think about it, so he agreed directly: "No problem, let your second brother come when you go back, we have a car in our textile factory, let him learn from the master, run a sports car, it's a trivial matter. "

For Director Li, this is not a help, but a good thing, because it can build a relationship with An Ning.

"Thank you in advance, but my second brother fell the day before yesterday and suffered some injuries. He needs to recover before he can come. I will call you then."

Factory Manager Li asked a few words with concern, and the two of them did not exchange too many pleasantries, and he personally sent An Ning out of the textile factory.

After watching An Ning walk away, Factory Manager Li ran directly to the office, greeted the secretary, and went to the machinery factory.

Regardless of whether the machine is easy to use or not, at least one needs to know whether the machinery factory can make it.

Director Li soon arrived at the machinery factory. He was very familiar with this place, and he directly found the factory director and the only eighth-level master.

"How is it? Can it be made?"

Factory Manager Li poked his head out, shaking his head from side to side, but the two who looked at the blueprint had serious expressions on their faces. What does this expression mean?
"You two are talking, can you give me a word?"

The director of the machinery factory looked up at Director Li and asked, "Where did you get this drawing?"

"Don't worry about where I come from, can you do it?"

"can!"

The eighth-level engineer, with a firm ability, asked more actively than the factory manager: "Who gave you this drawing!"

"too professional."

Factory Manager Li, who got an affirmative answer, finally breathed a sigh of relief, and said to the eighth-level worker:

"It's the little girl who saved your grandson."

(End of this chapter)