89: The trio arrived, and the reporters were shocked.

The Steel Factory lounge was silent.

Because today was Saturday, the entire Steel Factory was completely silent.

"Mr. Li, it's already this late, aren't your Steel Factory engaged in production?"

The reporter from National Daily asked, a hint of curiosity in her tone.

The other two accompanying staff members also looked at Li Mubai.

Evidently.

All three were quite curious about this question.

Li Mubai was picking up a few bottles of room-temperature beverages from a nearby shelf.

Hearing the question.

He then took the drinks, walked back to the coffee table, placed them on the coffee table in front of the others, and said with a faint smile:

"Isn't today Saturday? This is the factory's designated weekend, so production has temporarily stopped."

Upon hearing this.

The reporter who asked the question was stunned.

Is there such a good thing under heaven?

A Steel Factory even had weekends off; this was the first time she had heard such a statement.

The other two staff members also looked astonished.

One must know.

Even as National Daily staff members, they only got four days off a month.

This was already considered a relatively humane company.

Many other companies, take the China News Agency for example, its staff members could be said to work all year round.

Of course.

It wasn't impossible to take leave, but there was a prerequisite, which was to resign, then one could have a long vacation.

"Mr. Li, let's get straight to the point."

Although she was shocked, as a reporter, her professionalism told her not to ask too many questions unrelated to the interview.

Li Mubai nodded, then naturally sat on the sofa.

"Mr. Li, can you take us directly to the Numerical Control Machine Tool? We need to take a few sets of photos."

Listening to the reporter's words.

Li Mubai's expression froze.

Well, his butt hadn't even warmed the seat, and he had to get up again...

However, for the sake of the Numerical Control Machine Tool becoming famous, he still stood up.

Then he led the three out of the lounge and into the workshop where the Numerical Control Machine Tool was placed.

"Wow! Is this the Numerical Control Machine Tool?"

The cameraman looked at the several Numerical Control Machine Tools in front of him and exclaimed.

This was the first time he had seen this thing.

A few years ago.

The news that the country was refused when trying to purchase Numerical Control Machine Tools from abroad made many passionate young people feel indignant.

He was one of them.

At that time, he and others at the newspaper published articles in the weekly, urging the country to independently develop Numerical Control Machine Tools, and not to be held by the throat by those Western countries.

However.

As time slowly passed, the matter eventually fizzled out.

Whether the country had ultimately developed Numerical Control Machine Tools independently, he didn't know, because the country hadn't released any news.

This left him with deep regret.

And now.

Several Numerical Control Machine Tools were just placed in front of him like this.

The machine tools, made of steel, were gleaming with a unique metallic luster, which made his gradually cooling heart burn hot again.

Our country finally has its own Numerical Control Machine Tool!

He immediately took out his camera and captured this scene.

"Mr. Li, you said that the precision of your factory's Numerical Control Machine Tool is 0.001 millimeters. I wonder if you could personally demonstrate it for us? This would also be convenient for us to photograph for evidence and be more convincing."

The female reporter made another request.

For this small request, Li Mubai naturally nodded in agreement.

It was not a big deal at all.

It was just a small demonstration of the machine tool's performance.

If the other party hadn't made this request, he would have asked them to add it.

After all.

Words alone are not enough.

If some real things weren't shown, how would those reading the newspaper know if the machine tool was real or fake?

At least with this demonstration, the credibility of the machine tool would be higher, attracting more people.

Only then would his goal truly be achieved.

"Just tell me any part's diameter, so I can operate the machine tool to process the part."

Li Mubai said casually.

The female reporter, and the customer service lady who came for the negotiation, both froze with wide eyes.

Neither of them had looked into this kind of information much, so for a moment, they didn't know what number to say.

Seeing the two were silent, the cameraman, holding his camera, said excitedly:

"How about... 23.215 millimeters?"

The two looked at the cameraman with gratitude; if it weren't for him, they wouldn't have known what number to say.

Now that the problem was solved, they were no longer troubled.

"Okay, then 23.215 it is."

Li Mubai nodded and walked to the side to switch on the power.

Returning to the machine tool, he directly pressed the start button, and after setting the part size in the program, the machine tool began to move on its own.

It wasn't long.

The activated machine tool stopped again.

"Hmm, what's going on? Why isn't the machine tool moving? Is it broken?"

The female reporter was puzzled.

The customer service lady also looked surprised.

On site.

Only the cameraman looked excited: "Is it done? That speed is too fast!"

He had knowledge of Numerical Control Machine Tools and naturally understood the current state of the machine tool.

The two women were suspicious.

They didn't understand what the cameraman was excited about.

In front of the machine tool.

Li Mubai had already taken out the processed part, and without delay, placed it directly on the measuring instrument.

On the measuring instrument's dial, the pointer was pointing to a number.

The cameraman immediately leaned forward, looking at the data on the measuring instrument's dial.

If not 23.215, then what?

"Holy crap, awesome! It's exactly what was said, this precision really is 0.001!"

The cameraman exclaimed loudly, his face filled with shock.

Amidst his shock, he immediately raised the camera in his hand and took a close-up of the measuring instrument.

Just then.

A voice suddenly sounded behind them.

"Boss, someone familiar is outside."

The person who came was the Security personnel guarding the factory area.

"Just tell them to come in and find me here."

Li Mubai turned and said to the Security personnel.

He knew the person who came was Zhao Zhenghua.

Last night, Zhao Zhenghua had called him, saying he would bring two people to the factory today.

Before long.

Three figures stood at the entrance of the workshop.

It was Zhao Zhenghua, Chu Yunze, Lieutenant General, and Academician Hu Guoyong, Academician.

Seeing the three arrive, Li Mubai immediately went to greet them.

Zhao Zhenghua had told him that the two people he brought were of extraordinary status and position.

Hearing the movement, the female reporter from National Daily also turned to look back.

But in the next moment, she, who always paid attention to her outward image, directly widened her eyes, and her small mouth was open wide enough to fit a duck egg:

"These, these, these two aren't...."

Seeing her show such a surprised expression, the cameraman and the customer service lady were both bewildered.

Who exactly were those figures at the door that could make a female reporter, who had seen countless grand scenes, show such an expression?

The customer service lady couldn't help but ask curiously:

"Sister Pei, who exactly are they?"

The cameraman also couldn't help but wonder: "Who could make you so shocked?"

Hearing their questions.

The female reporter suppressed the stormy waves in her heart and said in a hushed voice:

"Those two old men with temples streaked with white are Major General Chu Yunze, Lieutenant General and Academician Hu Guoyong, Academician of the Chinese Academy of Sciences!"