Chapter 321 Factory Director, it's time for a polar expedition!

Just as that young Expert had made up his mind to change his hobby.

With a creak.

The wooden door of the office was, unsurprisingly, pushed open from the outside once again.

This time, a middle-aged worker in charge of logistics and procurement at the new factory walked in.

He was a bit different from the previous workers; in his hands, he held neither a wooden stick covered in cobwebs nor a greasy spatula.

He carefully held a brightly colored piece of paper in his hands.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a polar travel flyer printed by a certain travel agency. Right in the center of the flyer was a striking image of a Polar Bear rolling around in the snow and ice.

You see, the workers at the new factory had long since made feeding inspiration to their Factory Director their top priority. They had already figured out the pattern, knowing that their Factory Director's favorite thing to do was to watch nature documentaries or look for strange and peculiar inspiration in the animal world.

But since they couldn't find the same Polar Bear documentary that Li Jiajun had watched before, they spontaneously went out to collect various related pictures and brochures as new "inspiration material."

They figured that, since it was still a Polar Bear, whether it was moving on TV or printed on paper, it should still work for their Factory Director's genius brain, so they just treated it as new inspiration material.

He strode up to the large desk and, under the gaze of a room full of Experts, respectfully handed the flyer to Li Jiajun.

"Factory Director, last time after you watched the Polar Bear documentary, you solved the problem of the Fishing Rod becoming brittle in low-temperature environments," the logistics worker said very seriously, pointing at the Polar Bear on the flyer. "My son got this from a travel agency. Take another look; maybe you'll have new ideas."

As soon as these words were spoken.

The Experts in the office, who were still savoring the previous technology, instantly fell silent.

"Polar Bear?"

"Low-temperature resistance?"

These two terms combined once again, stirring up huge waves in the hearts of the Experts.

They immediately perked up.

As top figures in the field of materials science, how could they not know the weight behind these words?

They instantly realized that this was referring to another extremely insane core technical problem in that top-secret inspection report.

You must know that it is extremely difficult to make composite materials maintain their performance at extremely low temperatures.

Ordinary materials, let alone minus 180 degrees, would become brittle even at minus several tens of degrees due to the freezing of their internal structure, and would shatter into countless fragments upon the slightest external impact.

Previously, in the laboratory, they had tried countless additives and adjusted the resin matrix formula countless times, but every test result in a liquid nitrogen environment ended in failure.

And now, the answer was actually hidden in a polar travel flyer?

At this moment.

Standing in the crowd, a middle-aged Expert specializing in polymer materials had his eyes light up suddenly.

He immediately stepped forward, volunteering himself.

Although this middle-aged Expert was not as old as Old Qian or the old aerospace Expert, he was still a renowned core backbone in the project team.

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In the last few technical analyses, the spotlight had been completely stolen by those young scientists.

He had been holding back a surge of energy inside.

He felt that, in any case, he couldn't let these young juniors take all the glory. Moreover, this was an excellent opportunity to show his strength in front of core leaders like Old Qian, and he had to seize it.

Thus, he cleared his throat and directly began to lead the subsequent analysis.

The middle-aged Expert walked quickly to a whiteboard nearby and picked up a black marker.

Without the slightest hesitation, he began to draw a thermodynamic conduction model on the whiteboard at high speed.

As he drew, his brain was running at high speed.

He closely combined the staggering, insane indicator of resistance to minus 180°C low temperatures from the inspection report with the principle of hollow, heat-locking Polar Bear fur just mentioned by the worker.

Polar Bear fur.

Hollow structure.

Heat locking.

These key pieces of information collided rapidly in his mind.

In just a moment, he had completely sorted out the logical chain within it.

He turned around abruptly, waved the hand holding the marker in mid-air, and looked at everyone present, his voice trembling with excitement: "It's not resistance; it's isolation! He built a coating on the outermost layer of the Fishing Rod composed of countless tiny hollow tubes, using trapped air to form a temperature barrier!"

His eyes were bright, and his speaking speed became faster and faster: "Conventional thinking always tries to find a single material that can withstand extremely low temperatures; that is fighting against nature. But this line of thinking completely breaks the norm!"

"Air is a poor conductor of heat."

"As long as we build a microscopic hollow tube layer, we can completely isolate the cold on the outside, thereby protecting the core material inside from being affected!"

Speaking up to this point, the polymer materials Expert paused.

He looked in the direction of Li Jiajun.

He took a deep breath and very solemnly named this technology: "This ingenious technology should be called the 【Polar Bear Fur Biomimetic Heat-Locking Coating Technology】!"

His extremely professional and brilliant analysis immediately resonated strongly within the office.

Unsurprisingly, he received thunderous applause once again.

The surrounding Experts nodded and praised him one after another.

"Old Zhou's analysis is so thorough; he hit the nail on the head!"

"So that's it; this microscopic coating design is simply a stroke of genius."

However.

After expressing their approval of the middle-aged Expert's analysis, the focus of everyone's discussion inevitably shifted back to the true creator of this technology.

More words of praise, like a tidal wave, were unsparingly showered upon Li Jiajun, who was sitting behind the desk.

"Factory Director Li, your ability to observe nature is truly admirable; I am completely in awe."

"Who would have thought that just by looking at a Polar Bear's fur, you could solve the anti-extreme cold material problem that has plagued us for so many years."

"This kind of insight to simplify the complex is truly a national treasure!"

Listening to these Experts' increasingly outrageous praises.

Li Jiajun slumped in his boss chair, feeling only numbness in his heart.

He was truly exhausted now and didn't want to say a single word.

He looked at the logistics worker who was still standing in front of the desk waiting for his praise, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

Meanwhile, standing on the side, Liu Jianguo, watching Li Jiajun's expression, felt an inexplicable sense of secret pleasure.

He crossed his arms over his chest, a gloating smile appearing at the corners of his mouth.

'You brat, you have today too.'

'Aren't you usually quite good at bluffing?'

'Now being backstabbed by your own workers in turns and being propped up by this group of Experts until you can't get off the stage, it doesn't feel good, does it?' This thought surfaced in his mind.

Liu Jianguo felt that the shock he had received at the airport had finally been repaid with a little interest.

And at this very moment.

In this office that had completely turned into an academic seminar combined with an awards ceremony.

In a very inconspicuous corner.

Wang Dachui was sitting steadily on his exclusive little stool.

He was clutching a small notebook and a ballpoint pen tightly in his hands.

He stared blankly at Li Jiajun, who was surrounded by the crowd in front, his eyes shining with the light of worship.

'Amazing!' Wang Dachui shouted crazily in his heart.

He felt that this was the highest realm of showing off!

He lowered his head and wrote furiously in his small notebook, recording this textbook-level essence of showing off very seriously:

【When the showing off is complete, to maximize the dramatic effect, one can act exhausted.】

After writing this down, Wang Dachui stopped his movements and touched his double chin.

He began to secretly note down his own shortcomings and conduct deep self-reflection.

He recalled that in the past, whenever he showed off a little bit, he couldn't help but feel smug, and that sense of pride was simply impossible to contain.

But now.

Look at their little Factory Director Li.

He had successively come up with so many black technologies capable of shocking national-level Experts, and faced with the continuous flattery of so many big shots.

The Factory Director was actually able to remain so calm and composed, even displaying a state of being lonely at the top.

Compared to his own shallow smugness, it was simply a clear distinction between high and low!

Wang Dachui took a deep breath and solemnly tucked the small notebook into his pocket.

He stared intensely ahead, secretly vowing to follow the Factory Director's footsteps in the future.

Just then, outside the office, a faint sound of footsteps seemed to come again.