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Joan sat on the curb.

Zhao Zhengang thoughtfully placed his document bag on her lap so she could write more easily.

Qiao An looked at the design drawings one by one, frowning in thought.

"Will she be able to understand it?"

"Is Chief Engineer Zhao just grasping at straws?"

"Who knows? Look how fast she flipped through it, she probably didn't even look at it carefully."

Joan went through the entire document and then turned back to the page where the angles were measured.

"That's right, it all started from here. One wrong step leads to another." She casually drew an X there with her pen, like a teacher grading homework.

Then she took the calculation paper and started writing and drawing on it.

The complex formulas and layers of calculations left everyone completely bewildered, like reading a book written in heaven.

But Zhao Zhengang's eyes gleamed with excitement.

Others might not understand it, but he saw it clearly. Every step Qiao An wrote was an unexpected approach to deconstruction. Although it took an unconventional approach, he could tell that it was indeed correct.

Qiao An was thinking about going to the logistics department, so she didn't intend to finish all the calculations. She stopped writing after writing one page.

"Following my line of reasoning, as long as there are no errors in the calculations and all the grinding machine parts meet the standards, the accuracy can reach at least the sub-micron level."

"Submicron level?" Zhao Zhengang stared at the calculation paper in disbelief.

"Comrade Xiao Qiao, do you know that currently only three machine tool factories in our country can achieve submicron level precision?"

"I don't know," Joan shook her head.

It wasn't mentioned in the novel, so how could she possibly know?

"I said, it's based on the premise that all the grinding machine parts meet the standards. You can't just build a building without laying a foundation, can you?"

Zhao Zhengang gripped the sheet of calculations Qiao An had filled with, his eyes practically bulging out of their sockets.

"Amazing! Absolutely amazing!"

"Why didn't we think of this direction? Comrade Xiao Qiao, you've been a huge help! If we can really manufacture submicron-level grinding machines, our Jinshui Machine Tool Factory will be famous throughout the country!"

Zhao Zhengang's face turned bright red with excitement.

Qiao An had already explained everything clearly, and she also had an appointment to show the fabric to the logistics director of the gear factory in the county town, so she couldn't delay any longer.

"You can figure out the rest yourselves. They call you chief engineer, right? You must be quite capable. I have an urgent matter to attend to in the logistics department."

"Hey! Comrade Xiao Qiao, don't worry... you..."

Before Zhao Zhengang could finish speaking, Qiao An had already pedaled away on her tricycle.

"Chief Engineer Zhao, what is she writing?" Someone peered over to see the cryptic writing.

Zhao Zhengang quickly folded the calculation paper, "Go away! What are you looking at! Can you even understand this?"

"Go to work, why are you slacking off here?"

Zhao Zhengang joined in the criticism, and the workers who had come to watch the spectacle dispersed.

Only the two people who were supporting him did not move.

"Chief Engineer Zhao, did she really figure it out?" Qi Guoqiang asked.

He was a level six worker and one of Zhao Zhengang's researchers. Only level seven and eight workers were qualified to see these documents; he usually couldn't even touch them.

Don't ask questions you shouldn't.

Zhao Zhengang packed up the documents, got on his bicycle, and rode straight to the office building.

Joan is such a talented person, we must keep her!

At this moment, Geng Qiusheng was all smiles in the logistics department of the machine tool factory.

"Director Wang, don't worry. Qiao An might have been delayed on the way. She'll definitely come, don't worry."

"I came all the way from the county town today, and I've been waiting for almost an hour. Are you trying to keep me waiting?"

Geng Qiusheng kept glancing towards the door. "Director Wang, please wait a little longer, she'll be here soon, soon..."

"Hey! Here it comes!" Geng Qiusheng saw Qiao An riding a tricycle toward the office.

Qiao An got out of the car and ran quickly into the office.

"I'm so sorry, I was delayed on the way." Qiao An apologized as soon as she entered the door.

She hates being late, so her apology was very sincere.

Wang Chengxiang was taken aback when he saw the person who came. He didn't expect that the purchasing agent Geng Qiusheng mentioned would be such a young and beautiful woman.

He subconsciously licked his lips, then laughed and said, "It's no big deal, it's okay, I'll just treat it as a rest."

"Is this the comrade Director Geng mentioned, Qiao An?"

Wang Chengxiang extended his right hand, and Qiao An naturally shook hands with him.

But in that instant, Qiao An felt Wang Chengxiang's fingertips gently rubbing the back of her hand.

This person has ulterior motives!

Qiao An abruptly withdrew her hand, staring at Wang Chengxiang with a gloomy expression.

Perhaps her gaze was too sharp, for Wang Chengxiang chuckled twice and began to get down to business.

Wang Chengxiang was indeed surprised when he saw the fabric samples that Qiao An brought.

In addition to the common solid colors, there are also trendy styles such as small floral prints and fine checks.

"Excellent! Excellent! This kind of fabric is probably only available in the provincial capital."

"How much fabric do you have?" Wang Chengxiang asked.

Joan gave the exact number of each type of fabric.

After a moment's thought, Wang Chengxiang said, "We can take these fabrics."

Hearing this, Geng Qiusheng was happy for Qiao An. He had always thought that Qiao An was just a middleman making a profit.

If we can sell this much fabric, we should be able to make more money.

However, what Wang Chengxiang said next made Geng Qiusheng a little worried.

"This is such a big deal, shall we find a place to discuss it privately?"

Wang Chengxiang narrowed his eyes, looking somewhat lewd. "Comrade Xiao Qiao probably hasn't had dinner yet, has she?"

"Okay, I'll treat you to a state-run restaurant, and we can talk while we eat."

Geng Qiusheng tried to help Qiao An out of the predicament, "Director Wang, this isn't very convenient, is it? Qiao An lives in the village. If she eats dinner in town, she'll get home too late. It's not safe for a woman to walk alone at night, don't you think?"

"It's alright, I'll take Comrade Xiao Qiao home. Did you forget I drove here?"

Wang Chengxiang's eyes were glued to Qiao An, which was annoying.

Joan doesn't necessarily want to do this deal. With Dacron fabric so popular, it doesn't matter who she sells it to.

At most, it will just take a little longer to sell, but she's not in a hurry.

"I have to go home and cook for my child. I don't have time to eat. Director Wang, if you really want these fabrics, just give me a price. Director Geng is no stranger to us."

Wang Chengxiang's face immediately turned cold. "Comrade Qiao, it's not easy for you to do this job. I heard you work at the police station, right? Does your station chief know about your buying and selling?"

This is threatening her.

Joan suddenly found things interesting.

"Director Wang, what do you mean? I was just trying to help you find a way, and this is how you treat me?"

Geng Qiusheng felt both guilty and angry. He never expected that Wang Chengxiang would be such an unreasonable person.

"Look at my mouth, I speak without thinking." Wang Chengxiang glanced meaningfully at the fabric in Qiao An's hand. "Since I, Wang Chengxiang, can't persuade you, a big shot like you, then I won't beat around the bush."

"These fabrics are eighty dollars a bolt, I'll take them all."

Before Qiao An could speak, Geng Qiusheng became anxious.

"Eighty? Are you crazy? This is top-quality Dacron fabric. Even if you buy it through legitimate channels, it would cost more than two hundred yuan a bolt."

"Comrade Xiao Qiao hasn't said anything yet, why are you in such a hurry?" Wang Chengxiang said with a smile.

Only then did Qiao An finally understand Wang Chengxiang's true purpose.

He wanted to sell at a low price and quote a high price, so that the money in between would naturally go into his pocket.

If Joan doesn't sell it to him, he will threaten her with charges of buying and selling for profit and speculation.