Chapter 174 The Three No-Blockade and the Mountain-Moving Plan

As a factory manager with a technical background, Chen Guangwei was all too aware of the technical chasm involved.

That was not something you could cross just by risking your life; it was an impassable chasm!

Facing Chen Guangwei's agitation, Lin Xi remained as steady as Mount Tai.

"I know it's difficult."

Lin Xi said calmly,

"The pre-oxidation temperature must be controlled between 200 and 300 degrees, and the drafting ratio must be precise to two decimal places;"

"Low-temperature carbonization needs to solve the problem of tar discharge;"

"The temperature uniformity of the high-temperature carbonization furnace must be controlled within plus or minus 2 degrees..."

As specific process parameters and flow nodes popped out of Lin Xi's mouth,

Chen Guangwei's expression shifted from astonishment to shock, and finally to dullness.

He had originally thought Lin Xi was just a wealthy backer with unrealistic ambitions.

But now, he realized he was wrong.

The young man in front of him wasn't bragging.

He really understood it!

Some of the data was even more precise than what Chen Guangwei had figured out himself while gnawing on foreign language materials in private!

Chen Guangwei didn't respond immediately.

He took out a pack of "Dazhong" cigarettes.

He pulled one out but didn't light it; he just held it under his nose and took a deep sniff, as if digesting Lin Xi's words.

"Manager Lin, I, Old Chen, am a rough man."

"Let's get the ugly talk out of the way first."

Chen Guangwei tucked the cigarette behind his ear and stared fixedly at Lin Xi:

"Developing carbon fiber isn't something you can just burn out with passion."

"There are three great mountains standing before us—"

"Raw materials, equipment, and technology."

"That is, the 'Three No-Blockades' the West has implemented against us."

"No supply of raw materials, no supply of equipment, no supply of technology."

He held out three rough fingers and counted them off one by one:

"First, raw materials."

"Without high-purity polyacrylonitrile precursor, you'll just burn out carbon slag."

"I've run to quite a few domestic chemical plants; they have too many impurities and poor crystallinity."

"They even pill when making acrylic sweaters, let alone making carbon fiber."

"Second, equipment."

"High-temperature carbonization furnaces and oxidation furnaces—those are in red letters on the COCOM embargo list."

"Even if we had the money, there's nowhere to buy them."

"Third, technology."

"There's no foundation domestically, and foreign technology can't get in."

"Foreigners guard against us like they guard against thieves."

"Previously, our country went to England for an inspection."

"The opposing company even prohibited our experts from visiting the core area of their carbonization workshop."

Chen Guangwei paused, his tone carrying a sense of tragedy:

"carbon fiber research requires huge sums of capital."

"I cannot watch you jump into a pit of fire."

In the livestream, the comments were scrolling frantically:

【Old Chen is the voice of reason! These are indeed the three obstacles of that era.】

【It's heartbreaking to watch; this was our foundation back then—poor and blank.】

【Don't panic; he doesn't know who is sitting across from him.】

【Manager Lin: I am here to move mountains.】

【Manager Lin specializes in treating all kinds of difficult and miscellaneous illnesses, especially this one!】

Lin Xi listened quietly.

Not only was he not angry, but a hint of appreciation flashed in his eyes.

Being able to see these difficulties showed that Chen Guangwei really knew the industry and was genuinely considering things for him.

"Are you done?"

Lin Xi unscrewed his fountain pen and drew three circles on his notebook,

"Then we shall move the mountains one by one."

"Regarding raw materials."

Lin Xi pointed his pen tip at the first circle:

"Before I came to Haiwei, I spent some time at Northwest Jincheng Chemical Industry."

"I didn't just give them a one-million deposit."

"I also helped them retrofit the temperature control system and filtration process for the No. 2 polymerization reactor."

"Military-grade precursor?"

Chen Guangwei suddenly looked up, a flash of disbelief in his eyes.

"It doesn't meet the T300 standard yet, but it's enough to serve as a precursor for T300."

Lin Xi said in a flat tone,

"My technical team is stationed at Jincheng Chemical Industry right now, obsessively working on the process parameters."

"Three or four months at the shortest, half a year at the longest."

"The first batch of qualified polyacrylonitrile precursor will be transported to Haiwei via a dedicated railway line."

Chen Guangwei's Adam's apple bobbed.

The questioning words in his mouth were swallowed back forcibly.

It turned out he had already laid out the plans long ago.

"As for equipment and technology..."

Lin Xi's pen tip moved to the second circle,

"Since we can't buy carbonization furnaces, we won't burn carbon for now."

"Not burn carbon?"

Chen Guangwei was stunned,

"Then what are we going to do with carbon fiber?"

Lin Xi wrote four characters on the paper—

Glass fiber.

"Old Chen, you are an expert, you should know."

"The production process for high-modulus glass fiber."

"Especially the back-end weaving and prepreg preparation."

"Has an 80% similarity to carbon fiber."

Lin Xi's voice was steady and powerful, revealing a rigorous sense of logic:

"Our current foundation is too thin."

"The workers haven't even seen what 'prepreg' is."

"If we go straight to carbon fiber, the scrap rate will make your heart ache enough to jump off a building."

"Therefore, my strategy is: first, produce high-modulus glass fiber."

"Use glass fiber to make high-end fishing rods and export them to earn foreign exchange."

Lin Xi's lips curled up slightly,

"On one hand, make money to sustain ourselves, supporting the factory and the R&D team;"

"On the other hand, use the glass fiber production line to train our troops."

"Hone the workers' skills and the quality control processes."

"When the precursor arrives and the equipment is ready."

"The workers will be able to operate it even with their eyes closed."

"This is called—supporting the war through war."

"Training troops and making money, both without delay."

Chen Guangwei listened intently, the light in his eyes growing brighter.

This move is brilliant!

This is completely avoiding the strong and striking the weak.

Deconstructing an insurmountable technical chasm into steps that can actually be taken.

Using mature glass fiber technology to train the team.

This is simply finding the best "nanny" for the yet-to-be-born carbon fiber industry.

The livestream comments were scrolling frantically:

【This is the god's-eye view of a transmigrator! Who would have thought making fishing rods was for building airplanes?】

【Old Chen: I originally wanted to refuse, but what he provided was simply too scientific.】

【Textbook-level industrial upgrading route!】

【Anglers rejoice! Will domestic fishing rods have military-grade lineage from now on?】

"But..."

Chen Guangwei's brow had just relaxed, but it furrowed again,

"Manager Lin, the logic is correct."

"But our factory doesn't have a production line for high-modulus glass fiber."

"The current equipment can only draw that kind of shoddy glass fiber."

"The rods made are clumsy and heavy; they can't be sold for any price."

Lin Xi closed the notebook, leaned back in his chair, and looked relaxed.

"Who says we don't?"

He raised his wrist and looked at that Shanghai watch:

"Calculating the time, there are about seven days left."

"Seven days?" Chen Guangwei was confused.

"Two 'second-generation' high-modulus glass fiber production lines phased out by Japan Toray Company."

"Along with a full set of wire-drawing machines and weaving machines."

Lin Xi pointed in the general direction outside the window,

"At this moment, they should have just passed the Tsushima Strait and are drifting toward the Haiwei port."