Please Do Not Disturb My Cultivation

   Chapter 233 Super Profits (Second)

After    came out of the venue, Lin Wen did not delay for a second, and immediately went to the Feijian workshop of Changshan Iron and Steel Plant.

  The lights in the workshop are bright, and the workers are still working hard to debug the equipment. At present, almost all the equipment has been debugged.

   The only problem is that the strong magnetic field generator does not work continuously.

   This is the last and most important part of the Feijian workshop.

   They asked the manufacturer for technical advice, but the technicians who came to support couldn't solve the problem.

  The three technicians were scratching their ears and scratching their heads in front of the huge machine. There were also five engineers behind them, who were also gloomy.

   They discussed in a low voice for a while, and the leading senior technician said: "I checked many times and found no problems. All the indicators of the equipment are correct. The magnetic loss phenomenon after 10 minutes of operation is caused by other problems."

   A technician said: "It's the environmental problem here. The infrastructure in Jangsan County is garbage, and it is simply not enough to support the operation of such high-end advanced equipment."

   These words were unanimously approved by everyone. The head of the workshop, Lao Hu, blushed, and he tried hard to defend: "We have provided the best guarantee for this equipment!"

   A technician said contemptuously: "Your security is shit."

   Another technician also said: "Your power supply wiring does not conform to the conduction theorem at all, the arrangement of the lines is not optimal, and the quality and voltage of the lines are not stable enough."

  The skilled worker behind Lao Hu who was in charge of wiring immediately jumped up and jumped up: "Fuck you, there is something wrong with Lao Tzu's wiring? You tell Lao Tzu!"

The    senior technician glanced at him contemptuously: "Hill bumpkin."

   Lao Hu stopped the red-eyed skilled worker and bowed deeply to him: "I'm sorry, it's our fault, please follow your standards and re-route."

  The senior technician turned his face and ignored him, and another technician said coldly: "The wiring is not within our responsibility, it's your problem."

   "After repeated inspections, the equipment is fine, we can evacuate. Remember to pay for maintenance within a week."

   Lao Hu was anxious: "But the equipment is not ready yet..."

  An engineer pushed him away: "That's your problem."

  8 factory personnel filed out, but were stopped by Lin Wen at the door of the workshop.

   The senior technician frowned and asked, "Who are you?"

  Lin Wen asked coldly, "How much is your maintenance fee?"

   "Psychopath." The senior technician stretched out his hand to push him away, but found that the workers were all around him.

   He took a step back and asked cautiously, "What do you want to do?"

  Lin Wen turned around and asked Zhang Xiaoda, the factory manager beside him, "How much is their maintenance fee?"

"Ten million."

   "So little?" Lin Wenyi frowned, "Forget it."

   He pointed to the senior technician: "Baipizhu, you are not skilled enough, and you dare to charge maintenance fees even if the equipment is not repaired?"

   "White Pig" suddenly became furious: "Who are you calling a pig? This is obviously your own problem!"

  Lin Wen was too lazy to talk nonsense: "I fixed it, you give me the maintenance fee."

   The face of the white-skinned pig suddenly turned into a red-skinned pig: "You can fix it! I will pay you 10 times the maintenance fee!"

   Lin Wen glanced at Fang Weiwei, the secretary who was accompanying her. She pointed to the recorder on her chest and nodded.

  Lin Wen is very satisfied, now Fang Weiwei has become very easy to use and very moisturizing.

   Ask the question directly to [Ask Yu Tian].

  【How can I make this strong magnetic field generator work normally? 】

   Consumption: 50% Yuanshen.

  Lin Wen used the spell without hesitation.

The power of    Yuanshen was quickly reduced from 37% to 12%.

  【Cut off one-third of the condensed magnetic coil in the center area. 】

  When Lin Wen said the plan, the red-skinned pig almost pronounced it from his nostrils:

   "Sure enough, he's a hillbilly from a savage tribe."

   "It's your turn to modify the designs of the empire's top scientists and experts?"

   But the workers ignored him. They had removed the back cover and cut the wires with tongs.

   The red-skinned pig hurriedly shouted: "What are you doing? This is the latest experimental machine. If you break it, you will pay!"

  Lin Wen sneered: "Experimental machine? You didn't say that when you sold it to us, did you? Fang Weiwei, what did they say?"

  Fang Weiwei replied in the indifferent female voice of a standard high-cold secretary: "The latest product, the world's first stable super-strong magnetic field model, and the price of 99 million for this, takes up 80% of all equipment costs in the Feijian workshop."

   The red-skinned pig's face suddenly turned into a purple-skinned pig. He pointed at Lin Wen and said loudly, "We are not responsible for the damage to the equipment caused by your disobedience."

  Click.

   The skilled worker cut off the last thread, checked it carefully, and after confirming it was correct, shouted, "Chief Lin, it's done."

   "Check, power on."

  Purple Pig shouted: "You guys are messing around, this machine is going to explode!"

   Lao Hu personally pulled the main switch of the power supply, and the sound of humming sounded. This was the sound of the voltage stabilizer working, but it scared the purple pig and the others into running out.

   "Run!"

   "It's going to explode!"

  The workers in the workshop didn't move at all, because Lin Wen walked to the front. After confirming with the chief engineer, he pressed the start button himself.

A louder hum sounded, accompanied by the background noise of the rising magnetic field, the machine started to run, the super-strong current was turned on, flowing in the strong condensing state magnetic coil, and amplified to a larger coil through magnetic induction, gradually increasing, Finally, an ultra-strong magnetic field covering the entire quenching room is formed.

  The machine ran for a minute without any abnormality.

   When it was running for five minutes, the technicians of the manufacturer also came in. They saw the numbers on the magnetic field indicator at a glance, and they were instantly treasured.

   "Look! Look! Magnetic field strength dropped by a third! Not up to the mark!"

   "Hahaha, I told you to fuck!"

   "Strongly condensed magnetic coils are expensive, easy to cut, and at least 50 million to recover!"

   No one paid any attention to him, and Lin Wen was unmoved.

   When it runs to the seventh minute, the magnetic field strength begins to rise, the unit current in space has reached 70 million amps per meter, and the magnetic flux exceeds 10 million os, which is close to the highest value.

   After running for ten minutes, that is, when the magnetic field was lost before, the magnetic field strength has fully reached the standard.

   Then, the magnetic field generator kept running at this value for 30 minutes without any abnormality.

  According to the general standard of industrial equipment, this machine has been successfully debugged and can run normally.

   There was a burst of cheers in the Feijian workshop, and Lin Wen asked loudly, "Are you ready?"

  The workers answered in unison: "Ready!" The sound shook the roof, with a rainbow of momentum.

  Lin Wen said loudly: "Feijian workshop, official production!"

   There was a louder cheer, and the workers were in high spirits, raised their eyebrows, and took their places. No one paid any attention to the group of technicians in the middle.

   Lin Wen pointed at Fang Weiwei and Zhang Xiaoda and said, "You guys, hold them down and ask the manufacturer to call me 10 billion."

   The senior technician exclaimed: "Isn't it 100 million?"

  Lin Wen sneered: "I solved the problems of your test products. This technical consulting fee, 10 billion is not too much, right?"

   The senior technician's face flushed, and he tried his best to argue, but Lin Wen didn't bother to pay attention to him, and handed over the follow-up work to Fang Weiwei and Zhang Xiaoda.

   He turned around and walked into the ranks of workers, participating in the production on the front line.

   Of course, Lin Wen didn’t have any professional training, so he held hands beside him, passed the parts or something, and observed whether there were any problems, so as to solve them in time.

  Fang Weiwei turned into a domineering female president and had the upper hand in negotiating with senior technicians.

  Since Lin Wen gave her a copy of "On the Self-Cultivation of an Actor", her acting skills have improved significantly, and any role can be easily changed without any obstacles.

   The only pity is that she has never been able to return to the top. Since the change of the document, she has never entered the realm of the queen again.

   However, you don't need such a high level to deal with these people, the aura of a female president is enough.

  The senior technician's argument was invalid, so he could only connect the manufacturer's phone and let the company's top management take over this difficult matter.

   However, when the executives of the company heard that the machine was actually working properly, their attitude changed dramatically.

  Fang Weiwei was keenly aware of this, and while shutting up the technicians, under the threat of detaining the personnel, he negotiated with the most advanced equipment manufacturer in the empire, General Motors.

   After arduous bargaining, Fang Weiwei received a huge compensation of 1.2 billion, but paid a promise that Changshan County must assist them in producing a super-strong magnetic field generator that can function normally.

   Fang Weiwei looked unhappy that she had suffered a huge loss, and sent the manufacturer's technician to the car for the return trip.

   But when she returned to Lin Wen, she became a well-behaved and weak female secretary again. After hearing the report, Lin Wen was very happy and took out a hundred dollars and stuffed it into her pocket.

   "Excuse me, it's a fortune."

   Zhang Xiaoda's eyes were about to pop out. He looked at County Chief Lin, who was concentratingly handing the hopper for feeding to the master worker.

   looked at Fang Weiwei again, who was flattening the hundred yuan with a happy face, carefully wiping off all the folds, and then tucked it into his chest, and even gave him a vigilant look.

   Zhang Xiaoda can only use two words to describe his current mood.

  Fuck.

   Two hours later, the first batch of finished products from the Feijian workshop is finally about to be released.

   All the workers who were temporarily out of work gathered in front of the quenching workshop, waiting for the workers inside to come out.

  Five minutes later, three operators in thick protective clothing went through two isolation doors and took out the knives that had been quenched and tempered in a high magnetic field.

   A total of forty-seven pieces were sent to the quality inspection department to ensure that the quality was up to standard.

   When all the knives were labeled as qualified by the quality inspectors, all the staff of Feijian workshop cheered together.

   Zhang Xiaoda, the director of the factory, and Zhao Pengyuan, the head of the Imperial Capital Office, hugged each other and burst into tears.

   This is the crystallization of their sweat and tears.

  This means that Changshan County finally has a real technological product, and it is no longer an ignorant and backward wild land.

  Lin Wen was more calm, he told them to take care of the last barrier——

   That is, the packaging of the product.

  Top knives must be top-notch, and they must be packaged in the most gorgeous, noble, low-key, connotative, and top-grade packaging, and cannot be taken out directly like this.

  Lin Wen asked Lao Xie to immediately outsource a top-grade packaging company to make perfect packaging for each top knife, requiring colorful black and brilliant white.

   A flying sword with complex inscriptions should be printed on the packaging, and the pattern should be reduced and enlarged at the same time to perfectly present the visual effect of the entire packaging.

  Each tool should be accompanied by an instruction manual in foreign languages. Choose the foreign language that is the rarest and the least known, write all the nonsense, and highlight one detail.

   is accompanied by a beautiful quality guarantee, claiming that if there is any problem with the quality, a full refund and a new one will be returned, but the company address of the guarantee is the Mariana office in Java.

   Only by doing all of the above meticulously can it be worthy of its 1 million price.

   Lin Wen finally had a big rock in his heart, and the Feijian workshop finally started normal production.

  According to the current output, 2,000 pieces can be produced every month, and the income is about 2.0-2.5 billion. All losses are counted, and the cost is up to 10 million.

  Lin Wen has no plans to expand production. The market for the top knives is not large, and 2,000 is a very suitable quantity. If there are more, the price may drop, and the profit will decrease.

  The current income ratio is the best state. On average, the daily income is around 70 million, and the cost is less than 500,000.

   This is an out-and-out super-profiteering industry, which perfectly meets Lin Wen’s expectations.

  The funding issue was initially resolved.

   However, Lin Wen's goal is not 500,000 refugees at all, but all the more than 4 million refugees in Zhongzhou.

  Money is not enough.

  Lin Wen walked out of the Feijian workshop that was in full swing ~www.readwn.com~ At this time, the crescent moon was like a hook, the moonlight was dim, and the entire Changshan County was dark.

   There is only a little light on the easternmost point.

   And the west side is shrouded in layers of mountain shadows, like a demon lurking in the night.

  Lin Wen stood on the halfway up the mountain, the night wind was blowing slowly, bringing a slight chill. It was the end of autumn and winter was about to begin.

   "I wonder if it's cold this winter? Are there any heating measures?"

   Lin Wen's thoughts gradually flew.

   "The money has to be spent quickly, not to the common people, that's a piece of waste paper."

   "The profiteering industry is just to feed back the government."

   "The real pillar of Jangsan County is the big factory of secularism."

   "The happiness of workers is the foundation of all good relationships."

   The third one is a bit later, I want to be a little more detailed

   (end of this chapter)