Chapter 186 Air Force One and Hanova's Feast at the Gate

In the blink of an eye, it was late March.

Haiwei Fishing Gear Factory No. 1, Factory Director's office.

Lin Xi tidied up the documents on the table and suddenly spoke:

"Old Chen, I received a call from the Northwest. I need to head back."

"Before I leave, there are some things I need to make clear to you."

Lin Xi pointed to a factory layout plan on the table, drawing two heavy circles in one corner of the blueprint.

"Here, and here."

Chen Guangwei leaned over to look. Those were two currently idle warehouses.

"Flatten these two warehouses."

Lin Xi's tone was flat.

"Expand two thousand square meters westward, centered on this location."

"I want you to build a new workshop."

"Expand?"

Chen Guangwei was stunned for a moment.

"Isn't current production capacity enough?"

"Although that plastic greenhouse is a bit ugly, it works quite well. Constant temperature and humidity are no problem..."

"The greenhouse can grow fiberglass, but it can't grow carbon fiber."

Lin Xi interrupted him.

"The greenhouse is just a stopgap measure."

"Our bet is on T300, not fiberglass."

"T300 has extremely strict environmental requirements."

Lin Xi held up one finger, his expression solemn.

"I want you to build a standard class 100,000 cleanroom."

Lin Xi held up three fingers:

"Temperature fluctuation must be controlled within ±0.5 degrees."

"Relative humidity must be locked at exactly 45%."

"The floor must be anti-static, and personnel entering and exiting must pass through an air shower room."

Chen Guangwei was an expert, after all. Hearing these parameters, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

He had studied carbon fiber technology, so of course, he knew these were hard requirements. If even one was missing, the result would be waste filaments.

He swallowed hard and said with a difficult expression:

"Manager Lin, I understand the logic."

"But in a small place like Haiwei, where would we find a construction team of this level?"

"If we hire people from overseas for such a high-precision project, it will be a waste of money and time. We won't even be finished this year!"

"You don't need to worry about the construction team."

Lin Xi took a folded slip of paper from his pocket and pushed it toward Chen Guangwei with two fingers.

"This is the phone number for the contact person at Red Star Technology."

"Red Star has built similar laboratories in the Northwest before."

"The team and the blueprints are all ready-made."

"I have already given them a heads-up."

"Let them bring the people and equipment; the whole team will move in directly!"

"As for domestic sales, Red Star Technology will also have a designated person to handle it."

"We will ensure our fishing rods are sold all over the country!"

Chen Guangwei picked up the slip of paper, his fingertips trembling slightly. This is the benefit of having a big tree to lean on!

"After the product is made, remember to send a set of samples to this address in Hong Kong."

Lin Xi took a piece of letterhead from his pocket and tapped it gently on the table.

"Future overseas revenue cannot be separated from their help."

Chen Guangwei picked up the letterhead suspiciously. His gaze swept over the address in Hong Kong and the letterhead of the receiving company, and he instantly understood.

"Alright, no problem!"

With the business settled, the atmosphere eased. Chen Guangwei suddenly asked:

"Manager Lin, our product name hasn't been decided yet. Why don't you give it one?"

Lin Xi was silent for a moment, then said with a serious face:

"Let's call it... Red Star · air force one."

"If there are new generation products in the future, we will rank them as air force two, Three, and so on."

Chen Guangwei asked suspiciously:

"Is there any special meaning behind this?"

"This is our best wish for all anglers."

Chen Guangwei pondered for a moment, suddenly realized, and said:

"Good! What a good name!"

"Manager Lin, this name is imposing!"

"Our fiberglass, and future carbon fiber, will all be used in the aerospace field."

"When users know that their fishing rods have the same lineage as airplanes and rockets, can they resist buying them?"

"And the implication of this name is especially good!"

"Wishing all anglers to forge ahead like an Air Force!"

Lin Xi remained silent, thinking to himself:

It might be a bit different from what you think.

This is the perverse humor of netizens from the future.

Meanwhile, on the virtual screen in front of Lin Xi, the barrage was already laughing like crazy.

[Hahaha! Anglers never 'Air Force'!]

[Hahaha! A collectible that anglers will love and hate in the future.]

[The thought that decades later, anglers will consider air force one the best collectible makes me laugh.]

[Buy this rod, and from now on, say goodbye to all fish other than those at the vegetable market!]

[Who told the Streamer to ask us to vote for the name! Hahaha.]

[The Streamer admits defeat, respect!]

[I guess the Streamer didn't expect us to be this bored!]

[Factory Director Chen: I thought it was about soaring in the sky. Lin Xi: Actually, it's about packing the bucket and running away.]

Two days later. Northwest Launch Base, General Command Room.

Zhang Zhengguo sat behind a large desk with a grave expression. He pushed a gold-stamped invitation toward Lin Xi with firm fingertips.

It was printed in both German and English. On the cover, the logo of the Hanover Industrial Fair shimmered coldly under the lights.

"It was sent by Germany."

"They specifically invited Red Star Technology to exhibit."

"And they gave us a very prominent location."

"Right opposite Siemens, Fanuc, and Yamazaki Mazak."

Zhang Zhengguo's voice was low, carrying a sense of impending storm.

The netizens in the live stream reminded him:

[The Hanover Industrial Fair is a top-tier global exhibition! 78% of the attendees have direct procurement decision-making power; the influence is huge!]

[Streamer, stay steady! German machine tools in the 80s were a myth. Going to their home turf to challenge them? The difficulty level is maxed out.]

[Upstairs, broaden your perspective! The Streamer has algorithms from the future; do you understand dimensionality reduction strikes?]

[Back then at Hanover, we could only set up stalls to sell handicrafts. This time, Manager Lin is taking machine tools to challenge them? It's getting heated!]

Lin Xi picked up the invitation, scanned it twice, and tossed it back onto the table:

"Isn't this quite good?"

"It saves us a huge amount of advertising fees."

"Good my foot."

Zhang Zhengguo couldn't help but curse.

"This is a Hongmen Banquet."

"Those guys at COCOM just suffered a setback on the blockade of consumables."

"And now they are sending us an invitation."

"This is an attempt to drag us into the spotlight to dissect and study us."

"Hanover is their territory."

"As long as our stuff shows even the slightest flaw."

"Those Western media can smear Red Star Technology as a 'workshop that steals technology'."

"They are trying to encircle us technologically and figure out our bottom line."

Lin Xi leaned back in his chair, calm and composed:

"General Manager Zhang, since they have set up the stage, what play we perform is not up to them."

"They want to see our cards."

"We will show them a card... that they can't understand."

Zhang Zhengguo stared at Lin Xi for a long time. Seeing this kid's calm expression, the fire in his heart subsided by half.

Turning to something else, he asked casually:

"How is Haiwei doing...?"

"The carbon fiber project, have you encountered many difficulties?"

Zhang Zhengguo's question was very skillful. In his view, crossing over from machinery to new materials was hell-level difficulty.

Lin Xi had returned in a hurry less than two months after leaving; he probably hit a wall.

He had even thought of words of comfort:

Young man, it doesn't matter if your steps are too big.

It's normal to take three to five years to get started in material research.

Hearing this, Lin Xi sighed heavily, his face filled with guilt.

"General Manager Zhang, I have to report to the organization about this."

Lin Xi lowered his head, his tone heavy,

"I still underestimated the difficulty of carbon fiber."