Chapter 390: Humble

Zheng Lin noticed what was happening on Zhang Chengming's side, his gaze slightly frozen, and a smile creeping to the corner of his mouth.

Zheng Lin knew exactly what had happened to the Changxing machine tool before!

There were things that had not been dealt with because of the impact, but that didn't mean that he didn't know about them.

Han Songlin didn't pay attention to these things, and at this moment, he was quite looking forward to what Li Minghong was going to show next.

CNC machine tools!

Without these things, it feels like the industry is incomplete!

But when he actually saw what Li Minghong called a CNC machine tool, Han Songlin couldn't help but be disappointed. I have to say a little bit, the first-generation machine was really simple. It didn't even consider other things, and just made things first. It didn't matter if they looked good or not, or what effect they could achieve.

Many of the wires of the entire first-generation CNC machine tool were exposed, and the welds of various steels were completely inconsistent with Han Songlin's image of a high-end machine.

The main reason for the unattractive appearance was that it had not been painted.

Li Minghong had been paying attention to Han Songlin's expression. Although Han Songlin did not show obvious disappointment at this time, he was not a fool and was very smart.

'Boss, this is only the first generation of the machine. If you give us time, I believe we can improve it very quickly.'

Han Songlin couldn't help but smile when he saw Li Minghong's anxious explanation: 'Li Gong, to be honest, I am a little disappointed to see the CNC machine tool you have developed; but I also admire you for being able to develop the machine tool under such humble conditions.'

Although the machine tool can only achieve single-axis linear movement and rotation at present,

To be honest, the linear movement is very simple to achieve, but the rotation is difficult.

'If you have more research funding and more R&D personnel, can you make two-axis, three-axis, four-axis, or even five-axis machine tools?' Han Songlin stared at Li Minghong and asked.

At this time, there were no five-axis machine tools in China, and even four-axis machine tools were scarce.

Or to put it another way, at that time, CNC machine tools were still very high-end equipment in China. Any factory with CNC machine tools in it would definitely treat them like treasures; people without rigorous training would feel like they would be damaged if they tried to touch them.

The degree of treasuring was just that exaggerated.

Li Minghong pondered for a moment, then said confidently to Han Songlin, 'As long as the boss trusts me, in ten years, at most, I will get you a five-axis linkage machine tool!'

Han Songlin stared at Li Minghong for a long time in silence: 'What I want is not just a machine tool that implements five-axis linkage, but also has ultra-high machining accuracy.'

One interesting urban legend about the importance of five-axis machine tools is that in the late 1980s, a company in an island country sold several five-axis machine tools to the former Soviet Union, which then used these machine tools to machine the propellers of submarines, greatly reducing the noise of the submarines underwater and causing a huge loophole in US submarine detection.

It is said that the island country has stabbed the United States in the back many times.

Unfortunately, after being severely lectured by the United States, the island country has behaved itself.

'Of course, a machine tool without machining accuracy is no different from rubbish!'

That sounds quite reasonable.

Han Songlin looked deeply at Li Minghong and smiled, 'I believe you!'

Han Songlin gestured to Zhu Xiangping to take out one of his business cards and said, 'This has my home and private phone number on it. If there's anything in the future, you can just call me directly.'

As for Han Songlin's office phone number, it's written in the employee handbook.

Of course, the phone is a special one in the secretary's office that is dedicated to receiving various complaint calls.

Usually, Zhu Xiangping is in charge of managing it.

Han Songlin also has a small secretariat now, with several secretaries.

Although there is usually not much to do, it is better to be prepared; I'm just afraid that when there is something to do, there will not be enough manpower.

Li Minghong took the business card and looked at it carefully. The card was very simple, in black and white, and there was not even a name on it, just a string of phone numbers.

Do rich people like to be mysterious?

Han Songlin had no choice. In the past, he was also very curious about why those big shots liked to have their business cards printed very simply, with just a phone number and nothing else.

It wasn't until Han Songlin became a big shot that he understood.

Because a phone number alone doesn't mean anything, even if it falls into the wrong hands, there won't be any problems.

Li Minghong: 'Yes, thank you, boss!'

'Secretary Zhu, from now on, pay more attention to Li Gong and their projects.'

Zhu Xiangping nodded quickly: 'Don't worry, boss, I will report to you if Li Gong needs anything.'

Han Songlin: 'Li Gong, if there is anything you can't solve on your own, you can always ask Secretary Zhu.'

'Yes, I will!'

Next, Han Songlin called the management of Changxing Machine Tool to a meeting.

In fact, the original management of Changxing Machine Tool had been purged quite a bit, and many departments were now in a state of vacancy.

Therefore, when people were called to the meeting, there were actually only five people.

Among them, there were only four middle-level cadres, namely workshop directors.

Among the workshop directors, a large number of them were retained, unless they had extremely bad reputations among the workers.

Looking at the five people in front of him, Han Songlin inexplicably felt a sense of desolation.

Zheng Lin was really ruthless in taking action.

Perhaps, in the future, if there is a situation like this again, let Zheng Lin handle it first.

There are not enough people!

Han Songlin rubbed his forehead. The management team at Changxing Machine Tools must be rebuilt.

At the very least, production needs to be resumed!

Workers can't just sit around doing nothing, they need to be paid every day. No matter how beautiful the words are, they can't hide the fact that Xinghai Group is a commercial company that needs to make money.

His gaze couldn't help but turn to Zheng Lin. In terms of familiarity with the personnel of Changxing Machine Tool, Zheng Lin must be much stronger than Han Songlin, needless to say.

Zheng Lin leaned over to Han Songlin and picked out a resume from in front of Han Songlin.

'Boss, this person was the deputy factory manager of Changxing Machine Tool before. His name is Kong Mengsen, and he was very cooperative during the group's takeover.'

Han Songlin glanced at Kong Mengsen's information. Kong Mengsen was not a university student, and his education was only high school.

He is 45 years old.

Han Songlin looked up at Kong Mengsen and fell into deep thought; Kong Mengsen cooperated during the group's takeover, and this is meritorious.

If he is meritorious, then reward him for his merit!

The thing to fear most in a company is a situation where rewards and punishments are unclear.

'What do you think, let him be the general manager of Changxing Machine Tool?'

Zheng Lin looked up at Han Songlin and didn't feel that Han Songlin was deliberately testing her or anything like that.

Even if she knew that Han Songlin was testing her, Zheng Lin didn't care.

She had done nothing wrong, so what was there to be afraid of?

"If there are no other suitable candidates, he should be quite good.'

Han Songlin: 'Then he'll do!'

Since Zheng Lin said he was good, Han Songlin would not oppose her opinion.