82: Zhao Zhenghua's Bet
Zhao Zhenghua was puzzled.
How could someone call his cell phone?
Not many people knew his cell phone number.
However.
When he took out his phone and saw the caller ID, his expression immediately turned serious.
Without delay.
He immediately jumped off the tank, stood still, his body erect, then pressed the button and answered the phone.
"Commander!"
"You brat, you still know I'm your Commander! I say, when did you learn to falsely report military intelligence?"
Facing Chu Yunze, Lieutenant General's barrage of reprimands, Zhao Zhenghua was utterly bewildered.
How had he provoked Chu Yunze, Lieutenant General?
Also.
What the hell was 'falsely reporting military intelligence'?
When had he ever falsely reported military intelligence?
"Commander, have you made a mistake? I haven't falsely reported any military region, have I?"
Being inexplicably saddled with a crime made Zhao Zhenghua feel somewhat wronged.
"Made a mistake? Could I make a mistake? Just tell me, wasn't it you who said there was a company that developed a machine tool with an accuracy of 0.001 millimeters?"
Zhao Zhenghua was stunned: "I admit that, but I was telling the truth! There really is a company that developed a High-Precision CNC Machine Tool, I saw it with my own eyes. Is that also wrong?"
"You brat, it's come to this, and you're still talking nonsense. I think your awareness still needs to be improved!"
Zhao Zhenghua was at a loss.
When had he ever spoken nonsense?
Li Mubai had indeed developed a High-Precision Numerical Control Machine Tool; he had seen it with his own eyes at the time, so it couldn't be fake.
What's more.
The tank currently sitting quietly in front of him, its internal parts, were all processed by the Numerical Control Machine Tool developed by Li Mubai, and the accuracy of all parts was controlled within 0.001 millimeters.
How could this be fake?
Chu Yunze, Lieutenant General's voice still came from the phone:
"I trusted you so much, is this how you repay me? I just spoke with Hu Lao, and he said that a machine tool with such precision couldn't exist. Could it still be fake?"
"I know that because of that incident back then, you feel very guilty towards Li Desheng, but is the Eastern Theater Command's update of weapons and equipment a joke?"
"If the batch of parts I ordered is qualified, then all is well. But if they are not qualified, and the higher-ups investigate, what will I do?"
"What, speechless now?"
Hahahaha…
His response was a burst of laughter from Zhao Zhenghua.
Luhai Peak watched, utterly bewildered.
How could he have been so stern and solemn just now, and now he was laughing heartily, looking completely relaxed?
Never mind, never mind…
He shook his head, no longer thinking about it, and no longer paying attention to Zhao Zhenghua, but instead shrunk back into the tank to check the installation of the internal parts.
"You brat, your hide has gotten tough, hasn't it? You still dare to laugh. Is what I said so funny?!"
On the other end of the phone.
Chu Yunze, Lieutenant General's faintly angry voice came through.
Hearing this.
Zhao Zhenghua's laughter stopped: "Commander, listen to my sophistry... no, no, no, listen to my explanation, things are definitely not as Hu Lao said."
"Are you questioning what Hu Lao said? He is an expert in this field, and also the foremost authority on Numerical Control Machine Tools in our country. Even if both you and I are wrong, what he says cannot be wrong."
Listening to the resolute words coming from the phone.
A hint of a smile appeared on Zhao Zhenghua's face: "Commander, since you don't believe what I say, how about we make a bet?"
"What bet?"
Seeing that the other party was interested, Zhao Zhenghua then slowly said: "How about we bet on this matter?"
"You want to bet that a machine tool with 0.001 accuracy exists?"
Zhao Zhenghua affirmed: "Exactly."
"Then what if you lose?"
Zhao Zhenghua smiled confidently: "If I lose, it means that the parts you ordered from the Steel Factory do not meet the qualification requirements. In that case, I will naturally take the blame. But... what if I win?"
"You can still win? Hahahaha..."
Chu Yunze, Lieutenant General did not hide his emotions, and a loud laugh immediately came from the phone.
Zhao Zhenghua said nothing, just listened quietly.
The next moment.
Chu Yunze, Lieutenant General's laughter stopped abruptly, and his deep, resonant voice came from the phone, entering Zhao Zhenghua's ears:
"Good! I accept this bet! Aren't you always complaining that research funding is insufficient? As long as you can win, I'll allocate an additional two layers of research funding to you every year. What do you think?"
Hearing this.
Zhao Zhenghua felt his mood suddenly brighten, and a genuine joy appeared on his face. He decisively agreed:
"Good!"
Two layers of funding, for a Research Institute, was already a considerable amount.
One cannot be too greedy; one must have a spirit of enterprise and understand the principle of retreating to advance.
The call ended.
Zhao Zhenghua breathed a sigh of relief, feeling exceptionally refreshed.
He never expected that a phone call could bring him such benefits.
He was determined to get these two layers of funding!
He had personally witnessed that High-Precision CNC Machine Tool in Li Mubai's factory.
He wondered what expression the Commander would have when the results came out?
Thinking of this.
Zhao Zhenghua felt inexplicably delighted.
.....
Eastern Theater Command.
Inside the office.
Chu Yunze, Lieutenant General, who had hung up the phone, couldn't help but frown slightly.
He always felt that something was not quite right about this matter.
Zhao Zhenghua's reaction was too calm, unbelievably calm, completely unlike the Zhao Zhenghua of the past.
If it were in the past.
After being reprimanded by him.
Zhao Zhenghua's first reaction would be to lower his eyes and apologize with a sincere tone and attitude.
But today.
Not only did Zhao Zhenghua not apologize, but his tone was even very firm.
Who gave him the courage?
Just as he was pondering.
The office door was knocked.
"Come in."
The door opened.
A burly figure walked in.
As it was scorching hot outside, the newcomer's forehead was covered in sweat, but his face did not appear flushed.
Of course.
His tanned skin also showed no change.
He was Zheng Dafeng, who had gone to the Steel Factory to retrieve parts.
"Commander!"
Zheng Dafeng tensed his body and gave a standard military salute.
"Dafeng, have all the parts been brought back?"
"Yes, Commander, all of them have been brought back, not a single one missing."
Facing Chu Yunze, Lieutenant General's question, Zheng Dafeng nodded.
"Then... how are the parts?"
Chu Yunze, Lieutenant General asked again.
Hearing this, Zheng Dafeng couldn't help but show a hint of excitement on his face:
"Commander, the precision of this batch of parts is simply excellent, not a single flaw can be found!"
No flaws?
Chu Yunze, Lieutenant General felt puzzled:
"Tell me, how can no flaws be found?"
Logically speaking.
Without a High-Precision Numerical Control Machine Tool, how could there be no flaws?
It was probably not even up to the simplest precision requirements.
What was that if not a flaw?
Zheng Dafeng immediately replied:
"Commander. This batch of parts, not only is the quality of the material top-notch.
Even the precision of the parts is much, much higher than the parts we produce ourselves!
What we produce ourselves is far inferior to theirs…"
When he heard the word 'precision'.
Chu Yunze, Lieutenant General couldn't help but reach out and interrupt Zheng Dafeng:
"Wait, you just said that the precision of this batch of parts is higher than what we produce ourselves?"
Zheng Dafeng was puzzled: "Yes, why?"
He had personally selected and measured this batch of parts.
The precision of every single part was within 0.001 millimeters.
As for the parts they produced themselves.
The precision was generally only within 0.08 millimeters, which was considered passing.
Comparing them like this.
Didn't that mean others were much stronger than them?
Chu Yunze, Lieutenant General couldn't help but frown and ask: "Have you measured this batch of parts?"
Zheng Dafeng nodded: "For each type of part, I randomly selected ten samples for testing."
"Then, did the precision of these samples meet the requirements?"
Zheng Dafeng's tone suddenly became excited: "Commander, not only do they meet the requirements, the precision of this batch of parts is all within 0.001 millimeters!"
"What did you say, 0.001?! Are you sure you're not talking nonsense?"
Chu Yunze, Lieutenant General's voice suddenly grew louder, his eyes wide, staring fixedly at Zheng Dafeng.
Zheng Dafeng's head was a bit dazed by the sudden shout.
After a while.
Zheng Dafeng finally reacted, realizing that he hadn't said anything wrong, but that Chu Yunze, Lieutenant General was asking a question.
Coming back to his senses.
He immediately affirmed with a determined nod, answering with a serious expression:
"Commander, I am absolutely not speaking carelessly. That batch of parts is currently in the weapon production factory. If you don't believe me, we can go now to extract parts and measure them."
"Take me there."
Chu Yunze, Lieutenant General immediately stood up, walked around the desk, and left the office with Zheng Dafeng.
After hearing Hu Guoyong, Academician's words.
He maintained a certain degree of skepticism regarding what Zheng Dafeng had said.
After all, Hu Guoyong, Academician had spent a considerable amount of time in the field of Numerical Control Machine Tools.
He had the most authority when it came to Numerical Control Machine Tools.
What he said naturally couldn't be baseless.
Therefore.
If he didn't personally go and see the precision of the parts, he would not believe what Zheng Dafeng and Zhao Zhenghua had said.
Walking through the long corridor and out of the building.
The two immediately drove towards the weapon production factory.
The military region was more than twenty kilometers away from the weapon production factory, so they had to drive.
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