Chapter 318 Factory Director, it's time to watch Animal World!

Facing Fat Master Chef's eager gaze, none of the Experts present chimed in.

Although they agreed with that slightly vulgar descriptor and were stunned by the coating technology of the Fishing Rod, they really couldn't accept a dish name like "Badass Soup," which sounded extremely wild and full of primitive vibes.

The entire office fell into a brief silence.

Fat Master Chef was rejected.

A look of disappointment instantly spread across his broad face.

He rubbed his greasy apron, smiled awkwardly, then turned around and walked toward the office door, looking back every few steps.

When he was about to reach the door, Fat Master Chef still wasn't willing to give up.

He stopped, turned his head, looked at these big Experts who were rarely seen, and asked again, full of unwillingness:

"Experts, are you really not going to drink the Badass Soup?"

"That soup is incredibly nourishing!"

"After drinking the Badass Soup, you can be as badass as our Factory Manager."

Li Jiajun, sitting behind the desk, couldn't take it anymore. What was all this?

Furthermore, this kid was actually using him to promote himself. He was terrified that the guy would say next that he had drunk his ancestral Badass Soup, and if that happened, his lifelong reputation would be ruined.

Li Jiajun glared, pointed directly at the door, and roared with full breath: "Get out!"

Being yelled at by his boss, Fat Master Chef shrank his neck, immediately put on an honest smile, and said repeatedly:

"Alright!"

"Factory Manager, I'm leaving right now!"

With that, Fat Master Chef slipped out of the office in a flash and closed the door behind him.

However, just half a minute after Fat Master Chef left, "Creak—"

The office's flimsy wooden door was pushed open from the outside again.

This time, a young worker in dark blue overalls and black-framed glasses walked in.

Seeing this young worker poke his head in, Liu Jianguo, Old Expert, and the Aerospace Experts present all understood in a second.

They had already figured out the fixed routine here at Li Jiajun's place.

This person was definitely the same as the previous Old Worker holding the spiderweb and the Fat Master Chef who tossed the spoon. He was definitely here to deliver inspiration again.

In the corner of the office, Wang Dachui, sitting on a small stool, was cracking melon seeds with a "crunch, crunch" sound while his fat body shook with excitement.

'Awesome!' 'Too awesome!' 'The Factory Manager's showboating is wave after wave, simply like the surging river, never-ending, and it just won't stop!' A thought like this surfaced in his mind.

His mung bean-sized eyes were fixed on the door. He couldn't wait to see what earth-shattering showboating this newcomer could bring this time.

The young worker with glasses realized as soon as he entered that the room was full of powerful big shots, all staring at him. Those gazes carried scrutiny and inquiry.

Being stared at by so many people, the young worker was suddenly a bit intimidated.

He swallowed, pushed his glasses up his nose awkwardly, and then, biting the bullet, said cautiously to Li Jiajun, who was sitting behind the desk:

"Well..."

"I'm here to remind the Factory Manager."

"It's time to watch 'Animal World'."

Hearing this, Wang Dachui, sitting in the corner, felt the time had come. He felt that as the only insider who understood the whole picture in this top-tier showboating drama, he absolutely couldn't just be a spectator. He had to intervene in this showboating game and play his irreplaceable role. After all, watching from the sidelines was nowhere near as fun as participating in this showboating game himself.

Thus, Wang Dachui cleared his throat, threw away the melon seed shells in his hand, and naturally took on the role of the straight man. He looked at the young worker and asked loudly in a curious tone:

"Little Liu!"

"Why are you telling our Factory Manager to watch Animal World?"

Hearing Manager Wang's question, the young worker named Little Liu turned his head. He had no defenses and answered honestly:

"Manager Wang, last time the Factory Manager watched the Bharal jumping on the cliff, and didn't that solve the problem of the Fishing Rod's waist strength not being stiff enough?"

It should be known that for these workers in the new factory area, they had a very clear account in their minds. They all knew that the last time the Fishing Rod research and development encountered several headache-inducing problems, it was because their Factory Manager watched "Animal World" and found excellent inspiration from it. Previously, several extremely complex problems were solved by this seemingly unreliable method. Therefore, the workers had discussed it privately, and reminding the Factory Manager to watch TV had logically become one of their important daily tasks.

Hearing this young man, Little Liu, logically say this critical line with great impact, Wang Dachui was also satisfied. He felt his task was successfully completed, hid his achievements and fame, and turned back to continue cracking his raw melon seeds.

In the office, watching the Bharal to solve the stiffness problem? The moment they heard this, all the Experts present immediately began to convert it into professional terminology. At this moment, they instantly understood. This was solving another core indicator on that top-secret inspection report, which was high modulus and high stiffness.

The Experts looked at each other again. But this time, the expressions on their faces were completely different from when they heard about the spiderweb and cooking. With the previous two shocking experiences, these battle-hardened top Experts were no longer purely confused and dumbfounded. On the contrary, they started to actively think about the connection between these two seemingly unrelated things with intense curiosity.

Bharal. Cliff jumping. High stiffness. These three words were constantly combined and dismantled in their minds. The Bharal could walk on flat ground on that steep terrain that even humans would find extremely difficult to climb with bare hands, and the instantaneous impact force borne by its limb bones was immense. If this mechanical structure were applied to the micro-weaving of Carbon Fiber... The Experts' breathing began to grow heavy.

Old Expert standing in front of the desk and that Aerospace Expert who asked the first question exchanged a knowing glance. These two old buddies who had been struggling in the field of materials science for a lifetime saw that eager-to-emerge and eager-to-try light in each other's eyes. They had guessed the general direction, but they didn't rush to speak. Old Expert smiled slightly, turned around, and made a gesture of invitation to that Aerospace Expert. The Aerospace Expert laughed and said:

"This time, let the young people have a try."

It should be known that in the team following Old Expert to conduct the national industrial census this time, besides these experienced old backbones, there were quite a few Young Scientists. At this moment, these young scientific research elites, after experiencing the baptism of the previous two shocks, were all rubbing their hands, eager to try. Their brains were spinning rapidly, trying to crack this new puzzle thrown out by Li Jiajun.

Hearing the old senior speak, soon, a Young Scientist with rimless glasses in the crowd stepped out without hesitation. This Young Scientist was no ordinary person; he was the proud disciple personally taught by Old Expert and had extremely high talent in material structural mechanics. Seeing his student step forward, Old Expert's face was full of gratification. He looked at the Young Scientist and encouraged:

"Good!"

"Don't be afraid of being wrong, just speak boldly!"

Watching this scene, Li Jiajun, sitting behind the desk, was completely dumbfounded. His mouth twitched, and he was speechless.

'I just made an ordinary Fishing Rod.' 'Why does it feel like at this moment, my office has directly become a top-tier academic symposium discussing cutting-edge academics?' 'And now, this Old Expert is actually usurping the host's role and starting to lead students in my territory?' 'I really didn't think wrong before.' 'Is this poor relative, this Old Expert, here to eat and take things?' A thought like this surfaced in his mind.

At this moment, he also spoke his inner thoughts aloud. This extremely slight mutter sounded exceptionally clear in this pin-drop silent office. Hearing these extremely harsh words, Old Expert standing in front stiffened slightly. But with his extremely strong psychological quality, he quickly adjusted. Old Expert observed his nose and heart, pretended to be in a deep state of thinking about academic problems, and pretended he didn't hear this lethal mutter at all.

And that Young Scientist who stood out was also completely immersed in his academic deduction, ignoring the atmosphere at all. He pushed his glasses up his nose, fixed his eyes on the Fishing Rod on the table. He immediately began to conduct a deep analysis by combining the data on high modulus in the inspection report he had seen earlier. A field seminar on bionics and cutting-edge material mechanics officially kicked off in this slightly crude toy factory office.

The Young Scientist cleared his throat. He took a deep breath, reached out his finger, and drew a structural diagram in the air.

"The leg bone structure of the Bharal..."