Gas tank is useless? Watch out, I will only teach you once!

Chapter 70 Fishing for gas tanks with a fishing rod? Can it be more abstract?

Huang Caisheng was stunned when he touched the light fishing rod in his hand.

Why is this not what he expected? Isn't this fishing rod too light?

Could it be that the Fuqiang Agricultural Machinery Factory cut corners during production?
Which coating process is used?
Thinking of this, Huang Caisheng's face turned a little bad, and he couldn't help but look at Lu Ming.

"Mr. Lu, what material is your fishing rod made of? Why does it feel a little off when I touch it? It doesn't look like aluminum alloy, nor does it look like fiberglass. Is the quality of this fishing rod acceptable?"

Hearing Huang Caisheng's words, Lu Ming subconsciously curled his lips.

It's really troublesome to meet someone who doesn't know the value of the goods.

I'm afraid that even if I introduce carbon fiber to the other party, they may not know about it, right?
Immediately, Lu Ming shook his head and said directly.

"Manager Huang, in order to provide fishing rods for Tianyuan Group, we compared all the fishing rods on the market and found that fishing rods made of carbon fiber are the best. Finally, all our fishing rods are made of carbon fiber. You can rest assured that the quality is absolutely guaranteed."

After saying that, Lu Ming took the fishing rod and swung it vigorously into the air.

Suddenly, the fishing rod made a crisp sound of breaking wind.

From what I heard, the fishing rod should be very tough.

Huang Caisheng was stunned again after hearing Lu Ming's words.

To be honest, ordinary people like him have never come into contact with carbon fiber.

Although I have heard of carbon fiber fishing rods, the price of that thing, isn’t two thousand a bit too low?
Could it be that this guy named Lu is trying to frame himself?

A hint of hesitation flashed across his face, and Huang Caisheng smiled awkwardly.

"Carbon fiber? That stuff shouldn't be cheap, right? I remember that it is an important material under state control. Mr. Lu, can your factory approve the purchase?"

"Haha, why is it so troublesome? Our factory can produce carbon fiber steel by itself. Otherwise, this fishing rod would not be made with just 2,000 yuan. Don't you think so, Mr. Huang?"

Gumbling—

Hearing Lu Ming's words, Huang Caisheng immediately swallowed his saliva and exclaimed "Fuck" in his heart.

Did he hear it right? A small agricultural machinery factory could actually produce carbon fiber steel?!
Does the country know that you are so awesome?
In his heart, Huang Caisheng had already determined that Lu Ming was deceiving him.

He couldn't help but frowned slightly, picked up the fishing rod and asked.

"Mr. Lu, you said yours is made of carbon fiber steel. I don't know if that's true. We have to check the quality of your fishing rod, right? A good sea fishing rod can catch tuna. You know tuna, right? They swim non-stop from birth. They are said to never stop swimming. They have muscles all over their bodies. It's no problem for an ordinary tuna to grow to 300 to 500 kilograms. I heard that only carbon fiber fishing rods can hold a tuna without breaking. Can yours do that?"

Oh?
Hearing Huang Caisheng's words, Lu Ming couldn't help but become interested.

Since he was going to test his fishing rod, he also wanted to see the limit of his own fishing rod.

"Old Xu!"

As soon as Lu Ming called out, Xu Zhengjun ran over immediately.

"Go, go to the workshop and get a gas tank and show Manager Huang the quality of our fishing rods."

Gas tank?
Hearing Lu Ming's words, Huang Caisheng's face suddenly showed a strange look.

It was true that he wanted Lu Ming to test the quality of the fishing rod, but why did he take the fishing rod?

But soon, Huang Caisheng understood why Lu Ming did this.

When Huang Caisheng saw that Lu Ming had hooked the fishing hook on the gas tank, a look of "what the hell" immediately appeared on his face.

Fishing rod dropped gas tank?!
Dare you go more abstract?!

Lu Ming directly fished up a 50-kilogram gas tank.

You know, the closer you get to the front of the rod, the thinner it gets. At its thinnest point, it’s not even as thin as Huang Caisheng’s little finger.

Lu Ming took a horse stance and swung the gas tank around in the air!
The carbon fiber fishing rod in his hand was not even broken, even the degree of bend was very slight!
When Lu Ming was tired of swinging, he slowly stopped.

After slowly taking out the fish hook, he patted the fishing rod hard, then handed it to Huang Caisheng with a smile.

"How is it, Mr. Huang? Have you seen the quality of my fishing rods?"

After hearing Lu Ming's words, Huang Caisheng touched the fishing rod in his hand with a confused look on his face.

After reading it carefully, he couldn't help but sigh.

"This fishing rod...is not bent at all? Mr. Lu, your fishing rod is truly amazing!"

And Lu Ming just laughed and curled his lips.

"We're just getting started. Come on, Manager Huang has more to show you. Grab the fishing rod and let's go outside to show you... Old Xu! Drive your Miss Ma over here!"

After saying that, Lu Ming dragged the confused Huang Caisheng downstairs.

At this moment, Xu Zhengjun had already driven his Maserati downstairs.

Lu Ming casually picked up two bricks and placed them directly on the ground.

Then, under Huang Caisheng's horrified gaze, he actually placed the fishing rod horizontally on the brick.

Suddenly, Huang Caisheng looked distressed.

"That's enough, Mr. Lu! I know your fishing rods are of good quality, there's no need to do this!"

"No! What's the point? If I don't let you know the quality of our fishing rods, what if you feel you've been cheated?"

After hearing Lu Ming's words and looking at his playful smile, Huang Caisheng felt his old face turn red.

So Lu Ming saw through his purpose from the very beginning?
Lu Ming whistled hard.

The next moment, Xu Zhengjun, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately stepped on the accelerator excitedly.

"Boom boom——"

The sound of a bursting engine was heard.

The next moment, the two-ton Maserati directly crushed the carbon fiber fishing rod!
Under Huang Caisheng's surprised gaze, the Maserati was not only not crushed by the carbon fiber fishing rod, but even bounced back a bit.

After the Maserati drove past, Huang Caisheng immediately ran to the fishing rod and carefully looked at this "magic rod".

"hiss……"

Looking at the fishing rod in front of me, it is still strong and there is no sign of bending.

Huang Caisheng immediately showed surprise on his face.

This fishing rod is amazing!
Is there no problem with a sports car running over it? !
Such a good fishing rod, made of carbon fiber, if he bargains for it, is he still a human being? !

At this moment, Huang Caisheng, who has always been called "Huang Paopi" and "Huang Yidao", couldn't help feeling guilty.

Even though the fishing rod was of such high quality and made of carbon fiber, he still wanted to bargain.

He is really not a human being!
Immediately, he called his boss Zhao Gang.

Huang Caisheng said directly in the face of Zhao Gang's confused gaze.

"Boss, I don't think it's appropriate to bargain. Do you want to give me a little more? The quality of this batch of fishing rods is really top-notch!"

(End of this chapter)