Siheyuan: First-class Merit at the Start

"Hey, Secretary Chen, why are you here? Did you find the expert that Lao Wang asked you to find?"

A gray-haired old man strode over.

Chen Jun said with some embarrassment: "I did find it. But..."

"Now that you're here, why are you standing there? Hurry and leave."

Seeing the old man was about to rush into Wang He's office, Chen Jun hurriedly stopped him and said, "Teacher Zhou, please wait a moment. The leader is talking to the expert."

The man called Mr. Zhou could only helplessly stand not far away and wait with Chen Jun.

Soon, Wang He opened the door and walked out, followed by Li Polu who kept rubbing his butt.

"Old Zhou, why are you here?"

"Aren't you here to ask if the designer you promised has arrived?"

Wang He's smile always makes people feel like spring breeze.

"Well, it's already here."

Then he turned around and said to Li Polu with a dark face: "Go away, and learn from Master Zhou. Otherwise, I will teach you a lesson."

"No, that's not it. Lao Wang, I asked you to find a designer, why did you ask a young man to come?"

"This little bastard is the one who designed it. Don't be polite. Just treat him like a beast of burden. This kid is very tough."

Wang He smiled and said, "That's it. Lao Zhou, you take him there first. I have something else to go out for."

Looking at Li Polu, who was about 1.8 meters tall and looked to be in his twenties at most, Old Zhou was stunned for a long time.

By the time he reacted, Wang He had already walked away.

Lao Zhou looked at Chen Jun uncertainly and asked, "Is Lao Wang serious about what he said?"

After saying that, he felt something was wrong and hurriedly explained to Li Polu: "Well, young man, don't get me wrong. I don't mean to disbelieve you. It's just that you look too young."

Li Polu asked with a smile: "Teacher Zhou, is there a problem with the bottom blowing gas flow rate?"

Old Zhou was stunned: Hey, this guy is quite good. He nodded subconsciously.

Li Polu went on to explain: “In a combined-blowing converter, the power sources for stirring the molten pool are top-blown oxygen, bottom-blown gas, and boiling of carbon-oxygen reaction.

Except for the stirring force of the carbon-oxygen reaction which is determined by the decarburization rate, the stirring force of the top blowing and bottom blowing can be flexibly adjusted according to requirements.

The main factor that changes the top-blowing jet stirring power is the oxygen lance height (or oxygen pressure), and the main factor that affects the bottom-blowing gas stirring power is the bottom-blowing gas flow rate.

Bottom blowing is much more sensitive to changes in melt pool agitation than top blowing, and this is where problems are most likely to occur........"

In an office in the Ministry of Industry with a high level of confidentiality, Li Bolu was questioned by a group of people for a whole day.

With everyone working together and pooling their wisdom, the overall idea was finally perfected.

Wang He's office.

"So, you stayed at Xi Yatou's house last night?" Wang He frowned and asked after a while.

"Yes. Do you think you are sleeping in the bridge hole?" Li Bolu rested his head on his hands and answered nonchalantly.

Wang He sighed slowly: "That's right, you will be a family sooner or later anyway, so it's normal for Lao Chen to let you stay overnight."

“They didn’t keep me.”

"What about you?" At this point, Wang He suddenly realized and stood up: "Li Polu, you beast. How could you do this?"

As he said that, he raised his hand and slapped Li Polu. But this time, Li Polu didn't even try to dodge.

After all, the reason why he told Wang He about this was to use him as a scapegoat.

Others are going to act as your shield, so what's wrong with hitting you a few times?

Is that a beating? That is clearly a deep love.

Just when Wang He's slap was only 0.07 centimeters away from Li Polu's face, it suddenly stopped.

Li Polu could even feel Wang He's palm wind.

Then, Wang He slowly put down his big palm, looked at Li Polu meaningfully, sighed heavily, turned around and walked outside.

Now it was Li Bolu's turn to be confused.

"No, I don't. Lao Wang, where are you going? Don't leave, or you can come back and beat me up?"

Wang He turned around and said unhappily, "What can I do? I'll just clean up your mess.

Tell me if you are a bitch, it is clear that Xi girl and you are in a done deal. Why do you have to do this?

You should stay here for the next few days and help Lao Zhou and the others to perfect the design. When Lao Chen calms down, you can go over and get the certificate first."

Wang He became more and more excited as he spoke, and finally he couldn't help but rush back and kick Li Polu twice.

"How about I go with you. I originally wanted you to go to discuss marriage, what would it be like if I didn't go?"

Being kicked twice had no effect on Li Polu. After hesitating for a moment, he spoke.

He was really afraid that Wang He couldn't hold on alone. After all, how could a scholar beat a ruthless man like Chen Qiu who had been leading troops for years in a real fight?

Unexpectedly, his worry was met with a sneer and ridicule from Wang He.

"Are you sure you want to go? If I go, Lao Chen will at most beat me up. If you dare to go, do you think he will dare to pull out a gun and shoot you?"

After hearing Wang He's words, the memory of the original owner's death began to attack Li Bolu again, and he couldn't help but shrink his neck.

"Well, take your time then."

Watching Wang He's figure disappear into the depths of the corridor, he got into the old Mini Jeep and left.

Li Bolu opened the window and jumped out.

This was also the first time he relied on his own abilities to run wildly in Sijiu City.

It turned out that the effect was quite good. The perfect-level Baji and Tai Chi, plus the skills from the second dimension strengthened his body.

This gave him a speed that was in no way inferior to the cars of this era.

As for letting Lao Wang get beaten alone, that is definitely impossible.

Who knows if Chen Qiu would get so excited that he would pull out his gun and shoot Wang He.

He didn't know whether his current physical strength could withstand such a blow.

But he knew that Wang He would definitely not be able to bear it.

Of course, based on his understanding of Chen Xi's father.

It cannot be said that there is no possibility of this happening, but it is definitely not higher than 0.1%.

But even so, Old Wang is already this old, and it would be embarrassing to tell others about it if he got beaten up.

As he thought about it, Li Polu hid in the shadow of the eaves and quickly caught up with Wang He's car, running towards the courtyard.

With one leap he could move more than ten meters away.

When passing by an abandoned courtyard, Li Polu saw out of the corner of his eye a middle-aged man sneaking into the courtyard by crawling through the wall.

This made him wonder, but now was obviously not the time to worry about it.

So Li Bolu quietly followed the middle-aged man into the courtyard.

Hiding in the shadow of the eaves, Li Polu saw the middle-aged man looking around for a moment, then he lifted up the floor tiles. Then a downward passage appeared in front of him.

Li Bolu was secretly shocked: Well, the spy has been caught.

Li Bolu secretly noted the location of the courtyard, and then continued to run towards the courtyard.

The journey took a while. When Li Polu arrived at Chen Xi's door, he heard Wang He and Chen Qiu arguing fiercely inside the house.

Li Bolu didn't have time to think about it, he just walked forward and pushed the door open.

The noise in the house paused.

The two men, arm in arm with their wine glasses in hand and flushed faces, looked at Li Polu who suddenly broke in with a confused look on their faces.

Zhang Xiao looked at the two drunkards with a wry smile and reminisced about the past.

Chen Xi, who originally had a helpless look on his face, his eyes lit up the moment he saw Li Polu.

He hurriedly prepared to get up and run towards Li Polu, but as soon as he stood up he couldn't help frowning.

Chen Qiu came back to his senses with a sneer and said with a big tongue: "Boy, you still dare to come, just tell me if you can take a beating."