Lin Fan shook his head and smiled, without saying anything else.
Lin Fan smiled, "Are you trying to trick me?"
The workers are busy and the machines are running.
Wang Mingyang was stunned, "What's the problem?"
Wang Mingyang, "The main core of the people sent by the government are still in charge of my people."
Lin Fan shook his head and smiled, without saying anything else.
"Brother, what's going on?"
At this moment, the reporters saw the vehicle approaching, and they could tell at a glance that the vehicle was Master Lin's car.
It seems that the magic stick is still reluctant to leave here. It is really a touching magic stick.
Director Li picked up the parts and looked at them, and said calmly: "It's nothing. It's normal. It works. It's okay."
But Shengun doesn't want to go, and he can't bear to leave Yunli Street. That's his choice, and it's not a bad choice. It would be great to be happy here.
Lin Fan drove the car towards a factory where Wang Mingyang worked in cooperation with the government and was the headquarters of Perfect Prosthetics.
At this time, a middle-aged man, who sounded pregnant, came over and said, "Mr. Wang, what's wrong?"
Wang Mingyang had been waiting early, and when he saw Lin Fan, he came over immediately, "Oh, my dear, you are finally here."
Wang Mingyang, "The main core of the people sent by the government are still in charge of my people."
Wang Mingyang didn't know what was going on, and said to the people around him: "Everyone stopped working, all the machines stopped."
Lin Fan shook his head and smiled, without saying anything else.
In fact, it really doesn't matter. If the magic stick really develops other businesses, he will be very happy, because this person has his own goals.
Wang Mingyang's expression suddenly became a little depressed.
Besides, he is needed here. If he leaves, who will distribute the number plates to this kid in the future.
The reporters laughed and then watched Master Lin go in.
But Shengun doesn't want to go, and he can't bear to leave Yunli Street. That's his choice, and it's not a bad choice. It would be great to be happy here.
The very small part in Lin Fan's hand said, "Who produced this? Look, even a corner is broken, but it can still be used?"
It seems that the magic stick is still reluctant to leave here. It is really a touching magic stick.
A few days later.
Lin Fan shook his head and smiled, without saying anything else.
In fact, it really doesn't matter. If the magic stick really develops other businesses, he will be very happy, because this person has his own goals.
Inside the factory.
Some workers around were stunned when they saw this scene. They didn't know what was going on. They were all professionals who were transferred here specifically to produce perfect prostheses.
"Hahahaha." Lin Fan smiled and looked at the time. He was not in a hurry, "What time will you go in?"
Besides, people here are reluctant to part with magic sticks.
But Shengun doesn't want to go, and he can't bear to leave Yunli Street. That's his choice, and it's not a bad choice. It would be great to be happy here.
Some workers around were stunned when they saw this scene. They didn't know what was going on. They were all professionals who were transferred here specifically to produce perfect prostheses.
The magic stick sat at the door and continued to smoke. He thought about it for a while last night and finally decided not to leave Yunli Street and continue to stay here.
Wang Mingyang patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, there's absolutely no problem."
At this time, a middle-aged man, who sounded pregnant, came over and said, "Mr. Wang, what's wrong?"
The reporters smiled and said, "Master Lin, it's too early for you. How can we not be as dedicated as you are? You are busy grabbing cakes and perfecting the prosthesis, but you are really tired."
Wang Mingyang, "The main core of the people sent by the government are still in charge of my people."
"Brother, what's going on?"
I used to set up a stall in Tianqiao and make a living, but now, in Yunli Street, there are so many friends. Although I sometimes get hit, there is a happy story behind every blow.
Lin Fan drove the car towards a factory where Wang Mingyang worked in cooperation with the government and was the headquarters of Perfect Prosthetics.
Wang Mingyang had been waiting early, and when he saw Lin Fan, he came over immediately, "Oh, my dear, you are finally here."
Because he is used to this place and doesn't want to go anywhere.
Wang Mingyang's expression suddenly became a little depressed.
"Stop all work, stop production." Lin Fan shouted directly.
Some workers around were stunned when they saw this scene. They didn't know what was going on. They were all professionals who were transferred here specifically to produce perfect prostheses.
Lin Fan smiled, "Who controls these parts?"
The reporter took out a cigarette and gave it to Master Lin, and then helped to light it. A group of people stood there smoking, "It's nine o'clock, we are still waiting. Master Lin, you came so early, are you doing something wrong?" What's the matter?"
I used to set up a stall in Tianqiao and make a living, but now, in Yunli Street, there are so many friends. Although I sometimes get hit, there is a happy story behind every blow.
The reporters smiled and said, "Master Lin, it's too early for you. How can we not be as dedicated as you are? You are busy grabbing cakes and perfecting the prosthesis, but you are really tired."
Besides, people here are reluctant to part with magic sticks.
There are only a few veterans left who disagree with each other, which is very frustrating.
The reporters nodded, "Well, what Master Lin said makes sense. This perfect prosthetic limb has benefited those people. However, Master Lin, I heard that some prosthetic limb companies have not completely solved it. Nothing will happen to this, right?" .”
Secretary Chen reported this matter to the top, and the people above also attached great importance to it. After all, this perfect prosthesis will solve the physical conditions of many disabled people, allowing them to regain their freedom and return to their former self.
Some workers around were stunned when they saw this scene. They didn't know what was going on. They were all professionals who were transferred here specifically to produce perfect prostheses.
Wang Mingyang, "The main core of the people sent by the government are still in charge of my people."
Besides, he is needed here. If he leaves, who will distribute the number plates to this kid in the future.
Besides, he is needed here. If he leaves, who will distribute the number plates to this kid in the future.
The reporters nodded, "Well, what Master Lin said makes sense. This perfect prosthetic limb has benefited those people. However, Master Lin, I heard that some prosthetic limb companies have not completely solved it. Nothing will happen to this, right?" .”
A few days later.
Lin Fan waved his hands, "I don't know about this matter, and I don't want to pay attention to these things. Anyway, I believe that the government will solve it."
A few days later.
A few days later.
Many advanced equipment have been introduced here.
At this moment, the reporters saw the vehicle approaching, and they could tell at a glance that the vehicle was Master Lin's car.
Lin Fan smiled and said, "You must have a headache. It's none of my business anyway. Come on, let's go to the factory first to see how the production is going. Is the quality acceptable? Are there any problems with the parts?"
"You're welcome." Lin Fan smiled, "Okay, I'll go in first and we'll see you later. But don't ask too complicated questions today, as I may not be able to answer them."
Lin Fan smiled and said, "You must have a headache. It's none of my business anyway. Come on, let's go to the factory first to see how the production is going. Is the quality acceptable? Are there any problems with the parts?"
Lin Fan drove the car towards a factory where Wang Mingyang worked in cooperation with the government and was the headquarters of Perfect Prosthetics.
Some workers around were stunned when they saw this scene. They didn't know what was going on. They were all professionals who were transferred here specifically to produce perfect prostheses.
Wang Mingyang directly placed the part there, "Look, what's going on with this part? How come a corner of it is broken."
Lin Fan shook his head and smiled, without saying anything else.
Wang Mingyang didn't know what was going on, and said to the people around him: "Everyone stopped working, all the machines stopped."
Wang Mingyang didn't know what was going on, and said to the people around him: "Everyone stopped working, all the machines stopped."
Many advanced equipment have been introduced here.
Each of these machines had the system data written by Lin Fan at that time input.
Wang Mingyang was stunned, "What's the problem?"
"Bring me the tools and I'll take a look."
The reporters nodded, "Well, what Master Lin said makes sense. This perfect prosthetic limb has benefited those people. However, Master Lin, I heard that some prosthetic limb companies have not completely solved it. Nothing will happen to this, right?" .”
"Let's see how it goes? These are all on track. As long as the press conference is over, they can be put into the market." Wang Mingyang said.
Secretary Chen reported this matter to the top, and the people above also attached great importance to it. After all, this perfect prosthesis will solve the physical conditions of many disabled people, allowing them to regain their freedom and return to their former self.
Lin Fan shook his head and smiled, without saying anything else.
Wang Mingyang, "The main core of the people sent by the government are still in charge of my people."
But Shengun doesn't want to go, and he can't bear to leave Yunli Street. That's his choice, and it's not a bad choice. It would be great to be happy here.
Lin Fan, "Actually, there's nothing wrong. I came so early just to see how the equipment inside is, as well as the perfect prosthetic limbs, and whether the production meets the requirements. If it doesn't meet the requirements, I will definitely have to return it and start over, right? "
At this moment, the reporters saw the vehicle approaching, and they could tell at a glance that the vehicle was Master Lin's car.
…
Inside the factory.
Then the tool took apart the pair of prosthetic limbs on the spot.
When we arrived, many reporters had gathered at the scene.
Wang Mingyang's expression suddenly became a little depressed.
"Ha ha ha ha."
The final key assembly still requires professional knowledge.
Inside the factory.
Many advanced equipment have been introduced here.
Besides, he is needed here. If he leaves, who will distribute the number plates to this kid in the future.
Then the tool took apart the pair of prosthetic limbs on the spot.
"Master Lin is here."
The reporters have been here for a long time, and they are very concerned about this perfect prosthetic limb.
…
Lin Fan waved his hands, "I don't know about this matter, and I don't want to pay attention to these things. Anyway, I believe that the government will solve it."
Lin Fan nodded and continued to look. When he saw a prosthetic limb coming out, he took it in his hand and looked at it carefully. Then he looked at it and frowned slightly, "Mingyang, is there something wrong with this?"
"Director Li, come here." Wang Mingyang shouted.
"Master Lin is here."
Each of these machines had the system data written by Lin Fan at that time input.
The reporters laughed and then watched Master Lin go in.
At this moment, the reporters saw the vehicle approaching, and they could tell at a glance that the vehicle was Master Lin's car.
The very small part in Lin Fan's hand said, "Who produced this? Look, even a corner is broken, but it can still be used?"
Wang Mingyang's expression suddenly became a little depressed.
…
Wang Mingyang's expression suddenly became a little depressed.
Wang Mingyang, "The main core of the people sent by the government are still in charge of my people."
Lin Fan, "Actually, there's nothing wrong. I came so early just to see how the equipment inside is, as well as the perfect prosthetic limbs, and whether the production meets the requirements. If it doesn't meet the requirements, I will definitely have to return it and start over, right? "
A few days later.
Lin Fan got out of the car and nodded towards the reporters, "Good morning everyone, you are so dedicated and you are here so early in the morning."
Wang Mingyang directly placed the part there, "Look, what's going on with this part? How come a corner of it is broken."
Lin Fan shook his head and smiled, without saying anything else.
Lin Fan smiled, "Are you trying to trick me?"
The reporters smiled and said, "Master Lin, it's too early for you. How can we not be as dedicated as you are? You are busy grabbing cakes and perfecting the prosthesis, but you are really tired."
Sudden!
In fact, it really doesn't matter. If the magic stick really develops other businesses, he will be very happy, because this person has his own goals.
Besides, people here are reluctant to part with magic sticks.
Lin Fan smiled, "Who controls these parts?"
Lin Fan shook his head and smiled, without saying anything else.
"Hahahaha." Lin Fan smiled and looked at the time. He was not in a hurry, "What time will you go in?"
The reporters laughed and then watched Master Lin go in.
"No, Secretary Chen has a lot of things to do. He has also set a time. He will be there on time for the press conference at nine o'clock. This time, things are really troublesome. I won't talk about it anymore. It's up to us anyway. ." Wang Mingyang got a headache when he thought about the prosthetic company's affairs, but fortunately it was almost solved.
Lin Fan smiled, "Are you trying to trick me?"
A few days later.
The reporter took out a cigarette and gave it to Master Lin, and then helped to light it. A group of people stood there smoking, "It's nine o'clock, we are still waiting. Master Lin, you came so early, are you doing something wrong?" What's the matter?"
Lin Fan drove the car towards a factory where Wang Mingyang worked in cooperation with the government and was the headquarters of Perfect Prosthetics.
Lin Fan waved his hands, "I don't know about this matter, and I don't want to pay attention to these things. Anyway, I believe that the government will solve it."
Lin Fan shook his head and smiled, without saying anything else.
"Brother, what's going on?"
Lin Fan smiled, "Are you trying to trick me?"
"Stop all work, stop production." Lin Fan shouted directly.
Lin Fan, "What's the rush? It's only eight o'clock now. Secretary Chen is here?"
Wang Mingyang patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, there's absolutely no problem."
Reporter: "Oh, Master Lin, what you said is a cliche. This is normal communication."
Lin Fan smiled, "Are you trying to trick me?"
The workers are busy and the machines are running.
The final key assembly still requires professional knowledge.
Each of these machines had the system data written by Lin Fan at that time input.
It seems that the magic stick is still reluctant to leave here. It is really a touching magic stick.
"Let's see how it goes? These are all on track. As long as the press conference is over, they can be put into the market." Wang Mingyang said.
Lin Fan, "Actually, there's nothing wrong. I came so early just to see how the equipment inside is, as well as the perfect prosthetic limbs, and whether the production meets the requirements. If it doesn't meet the requirements, I will definitely have to return it and start over, right? "
Lin Fan smiled and said, "You must have a headache. It's none of my business anyway. Come on, let's go to the factory first to see how the production is going. Is the quality acceptable? Are there any problems with the parts?"
Sudden!
There are only a few veterans left who disagree with each other, which is very frustrating.
The reporter took out a cigarette and gave it to Master Lin, and then helped to light it. A group of people stood there smoking, "It's nine o'clock, we are still waiting. Master Lin, you came so early, are you doing something wrong?" What's the matter?"
The reporters nodded, "Well, what Master Lin said makes sense. This perfect prosthetic limb has benefited those people. However, Master Lin, I heard that some prosthetic limb companies have not completely solved it. Nothing will happen to this, right?" .”
Lin Fan nodded and continued to look. When he saw a prosthetic limb coming out, he took it in his hand and looked at it carefully. Then he looked at it and frowned slightly, "Mingyang, is there something wrong with this?"
Then he saw Master Lin and was stunned, "Master Lin, you are here too."
The magic stick sat at the door and continued to smoke. He thought about it for a while last night and finally decided not to leave Yunli Street and continue to stay here.
"Bring me the tools and I'll take a look."
Many advanced equipment have been introduced here.
Lin Fan smiled, "Who controls these parts?"
Lin Fan smiled, "Are you trying to trick me?"
"Director Li, come here." Wang Mingyang shouted.
Lin Fan waved his hands, "I don't know about this matter, and I don't want to pay attention to these things. Anyway, I believe that the government will solve it."
Lin Fan smiled, "Who controls these parts?"
The workers are busy and the machines are running.
Reporter: "Master Lin, we, as a group, really admire you. You give in to such a skill at your request without thinking about yourself at all. It's really admirable."
Lin Fan waved his hands, "I don't know about this matter, and I don't want to pay attention to these things. Anyway, I believe that the government will solve it."
At this time, a middle-aged man, who sounded pregnant, came over and said, "Mr. Wang, what's wrong?"
The reporters have been here for a long time, and they are very concerned about this perfect prosthetic limb.
"You're welcome." Lin Fan smiled, "Okay, I'll go in first and we'll see you later. But don't ask too complicated questions today, as I may not be able to answer them."
Lin Fan smiled and said, "You must have a headache. It's none of my business anyway. Come on, let's go to the factory first to see how the production is going. Is the quality acceptable? Are there any problems with the parts?"
Wang Mingyang had been waiting early, and when he saw Lin Fan, he came over immediately, "Oh, my dear, you are finally here."
Wang Mingyang's expression suddenly became a little depressed.
"You're welcome." Lin Fan smiled, "Okay, I'll go in first and we'll see you later. But don't ask too complicated questions today, as I may not be able to answer them."
Lin Fan drove the car towards a factory where Wang Mingyang worked in cooperation with the government and was the headquarters of Perfect Prosthetics.
At this time, a middle-aged man, who sounded pregnant, came over and said, "Mr. Wang, what's wrong?"
Wang Mingyang was stunned, "What's the problem?"
Wang Mingyang had been waiting early, and when he saw Lin Fan, he came over immediately, "Oh, my dear, you are finally here."
"Stop all work, stop production." Lin Fan shouted directly.
Wang Mingyang directly placed the part there, "Look, what's going on with this part? How come a corner of it is broken."
Sudden!
Lin Fan got out of the car and nodded towards the reporters, "Good morning everyone, you are so dedicated and you are here so early in the morning."
"Ha ha ha ha."
There are only a few veterans left who disagree with each other, which is very frustrating.
The final key assembly still requires professional knowledge.
The reporters have been here for a long time, and they are very concerned about this perfect prosthetic limb.
The reporters laughed and then watched Master Lin go in.
When we arrived, many reporters had gathered at the scene.
"Director Li, come here." Wang Mingyang shouted.
It seems that the magic stick is still reluctant to leave here. It is really a touching magic stick.
"No, Secretary Chen has a lot of things to do. He has also set a time. He will be there on time for the press conference at nine o'clock. This time, things are really troublesome. I won't talk about it anymore. It's up to us anyway. ." Wang Mingyang got a headache when he thought about the prosthetic company's affairs, but fortunately it was almost solved.
"Stop all work, stop production." Lin Fan shouted directly.
Lin Fan shook his head and smiled, without saying anything else.
Wang Mingyang had been waiting early, and when he saw Lin Fan, he came over immediately, "Oh, my dear, you are finally here."
…
Lin Fan shook his head and smiled, without saying anything else.
"No way, these are all parts made separately based on the drawings you gave me, and there are people over there holding them, so how could there be a problem?" Wang Mingyang's expression changed drastically. If there was a problem, it would really be a problem. Something big happened, but it shouldn't be possible.
"Director Li, come here." Wang Mingyang shouted.
A few days later.
The reporter took out a cigarette and gave it to Master Lin, and then helped to light it. A group of people stood there smoking, "It's nine o'clock, we are still waiting. Master Lin, you came so early, are you doing something wrong?" What's the matter?"
Many advanced equipment have been introduced here.
"Ha ha ha ha."
Lin Fan, "What's the rush? It's only eight o'clock now. Secretary Chen is here?"
There are only a few veterans left who disagree with each other, which is very frustrating.
Secretary Chen reported this matter to the top, and the people above also attached great importance to it. After all, this perfect prosthesis will solve the physical conditions of many disabled people, allowing them to regain their freedom and return to their former self.
…
"Let's see how it goes? These are all on track. As long as the press conference is over, they can be put into the market." Wang Mingyang said.
The magic stick sat at the door and continued to smoke. He thought about it for a while last night and finally decided not to leave Yunli Street and continue to stay here.
"No, Secretary Chen has a lot of things to do. He has also set a time. He will be there on time for the press conference at nine o'clock. This time, things are really troublesome. I won't talk about it anymore. It's up to us anyway. ." Wang Mingyang got a headache when he thought about the prosthetic company's affairs, but fortunately it was almost solved.
The magic stick sat at the door and continued to smoke. He thought about it for a while last night and finally decided not to leave Yunli Street and continue to stay here.
Lin Fan smiled, "Who controls these parts?"
But Shengun doesn't want to go, and he can't bear to leave Yunli Street. That's his choice, and it's not a bad choice. It would be great to be happy here.
The very small part in Lin Fan's hand said, "Who produced this? Look, even a corner is broken, but it can still be used?"
"You're welcome." Lin Fan smiled, "Okay, I'll go in first and we'll see you later. But don't ask too complicated questions today, as I may not be able to answer them."
Many advanced equipment have been introduced here.
There are only a few veterans left who disagree with each other, which is very frustrating.
The workers are busy and the machines are running.
Because he is used to this place and doesn't want to go anywhere.
Lin Fan smiled and said, "You must have a headache. It's none of my business anyway. Come on, let's go to the factory first to see how the production is going. Is the quality acceptable? Are there any problems with the parts?"
Then he saw Master Lin and was stunned, "Master Lin, you are here too."
Many advanced equipment have been introduced here.
The reporters have been here for a long time, and they are very concerned about this perfect prosthetic limb.
Wang Mingyang patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, there's absolutely no problem."
The final key assembly still requires professional knowledge.
The reporters smiled and said, "Master Lin, it's too early for you. How can we not be as dedicated as you are? You are busy grabbing cakes and perfecting the prosthesis, but you are really tired."
Besides, people here are reluctant to part with magic sticks.
The reporter took out a cigarette and gave it to Master Lin, and then helped to light it. A group of people stood there smoking, "It's nine o'clock, we are still waiting. Master Lin, you came so early, are you doing something wrong?" What's the matter?"
Inside the factory.
Reporter: "Oh, Master Lin, what you said is a cliche. This is normal communication."
Because he is used to this place and doesn't want to go anywhere.
I used to set up a stall in Tianqiao and make a living, but now, in Yunli Street, there are so many friends. Although I sometimes get hit, there is a happy story behind every blow.
The workers are busy and the machines are running.
The reporters laughed and then watched Master Lin go in.
Lin Fan smiled and said, "You must have a headache. It's none of my business anyway. Come on, let's go to the factory first to see how the production is going. Is the quality acceptable? Are there any problems with the parts?"
Secretary Chen reported this matter to the top, and the people above also attached great importance to it. After all, this perfect prosthesis will solve the physical conditions of many disabled people, allowing them to regain their freedom and return to their former self.
Each of these machines had the system data written by Lin Fan at that time input.
The final key assembly still requires professional knowledge.
Lin Fan waved his hands, "I don't know about this matter, and I don't want to pay attention to these things. Anyway, I believe that the government will solve it."
The reporters laughed and then watched Master Lin go in.
The reporter took out a cigarette and gave it to Master Lin, and then helped to light it. A group of people stood there smoking, "It's nine o'clock, we are still waiting. Master Lin, you came so early, are you doing something wrong?" What's the matter?"
Wang Mingyang, "The main core of the people sent by the government are still in charge of my people."
The final key assembly still requires professional knowledge.
"Director Li, come here." Wang Mingyang shouted.
Lin Fan smiled and said, "You must have a headache. It's none of my business anyway. Come on, let's go to the factory first to see how the production is going. Is the quality acceptable? Are there any problems with the parts?"
"Stop all work, stop production." Lin Fan shouted directly.
"Let's see how it goes? These are all on track. As long as the press conference is over, they can be put into the market." Wang Mingyang said.
The magic stick sat at the door and continued to smoke. He thought about it for a while last night and finally decided not to leave Yunli Street and continue to stay here.
When we arrived, many reporters had gathered at the scene.
Lin Fan nodded and continued to look. When he saw a prosthetic limb coming out, he took it in his hand and looked at it carefully. Then he looked at it and frowned slightly, "Mingyang, is there something wrong with this?"
Lin Fan, "What's the rush? It's only eight o'clock now. Secretary Chen is here?"
Wang Mingyang's expression suddenly became a little depressed.
Inside the factory.
Lin Fan nodded and continued to look. When he saw a prosthetic limb coming out, he took it in his hand and looked at it carefully. Then he looked at it and frowned slightly, "Mingyang, is there something wrong with this?"
Besides, he is needed here. If he leaves, who will distribute the number plates to this kid in the future.
Lin Fan smiled, "Who controls these parts?"
"Let's see how it goes? These are all on track. As long as the press conference is over, they can be put into the market." Wang Mingyang said.
The very small part in Lin Fan's hand said, "Who produced this? Look, even a corner is broken, but it can still be used?"
"Let's see how it goes? These are all on track. As long as the press conference is over, they can be put into the market." Wang Mingyang said.
Wang Mingyang, "The main core of the people sent by the government are still in charge of my people."
At this time, a middle-aged man, who sounded pregnant, came over and said, "Mr. Wang, what's wrong?"
…
"Bring me the tools and I'll take a look."
"You're welcome." Lin Fan smiled, "Okay, I'll go in first and we'll see you later. But don't ask too complicated questions today, as I may not be able to answer them."
The reporters have been here for a long time, and they are very concerned about this perfect prosthetic limb.
"Stop all work, stop production." Lin Fan shouted directly.
Lin Fan nodded and continued to look. When he saw a prosthetic limb coming out, he took it in his hand and looked at it carefully. Then he looked at it and frowned slightly, "Mingyang, is there something wrong with this?"
Wang Mingyang didn't know what was going on, and said to the people around him: "Everyone stopped working, all the machines stopped."
It seems that the magic stick is still reluctant to leave here. It is really a touching magic stick.
Lin Fan, "Actually, there's nothing wrong. I came so early just to see how the equipment inside is, as well as the perfect prosthetic limbs, and whether the production meets the requirements. If it doesn't meet the requirements, I will definitely have to return it and start over, right? "
Besides, people here are reluctant to part with magic sticks.
When we arrived, many reporters had gathered at the scene.
Lin Fan, "What's the rush? It's only eight o'clock now. Secretary Chen is here?"
When we arrived, many reporters had gathered at the scene.
Inside the factory.
Wang Mingyang was stunned, "What's the problem?"
Wang Mingyang didn't know what was going on, and said to the people around him: "Everyone stopped working, all the machines stopped."
Lin Fan got out of the car and nodded towards the reporters, "Good morning everyone, you are so dedicated and you are here so early in the morning."
"Stop all work, stop production." Lin Fan shouted directly.
Director Li picked up the parts and looked at them, and said calmly: "It's nothing. It's normal. It works. It's okay."
The reporters smiled and said, "Master Lin, it's too early for you. How can we not be as dedicated as you are? You are busy grabbing cakes and perfecting the prosthesis, but you are really tired."
Lin Fan, "Why do I always feel that something is wrong with the rotation, and there is a problem with flexibility."
"Master Lin is here."
"Master Lin is here."
"No way, these are all parts made separately based on the drawings you gave me, and there are people over there holding them, so how could there be a problem?" Wang Mingyang's expression changed drastically. If there was a problem, it would really be a problem. Something big happened, but it shouldn't be possible.
Besides, people here are reluctant to part with magic sticks.
The reporters laughed and then watched Master Lin go in.
At this moment, the reporters saw the vehicle approaching, and they could tell at a glance that the vehicle was Master Lin's car.
The part is very small, but if you look closely, you can also see the problem with this part.
"Bring me the tools and I'll take a look."
There are only a few veterans left who disagree with each other, which is very frustrating.
Lin Fan, "Actually, there's nothing wrong. I came so early just to see how the equipment inside is, as well as the perfect prosthetic limbs, and whether the production meets the requirements. If it doesn't meet the requirements, I will definitely have to return it and start over, right? "
Lin Fan nodded and continued to look. When he saw a prosthetic limb coming out, he took it in his hand and looked at it carefully. Then he looked at it and frowned slightly, "Mingyang, is there something wrong with this?"
Lin Fan got out of the car and nodded towards the reporters, "Good morning everyone, you are so dedicated and you are here so early in the morning."
In fact, it really doesn't matter. If the magic stick really develops other businesses, he will be very happy, because this person has his own goals.
"Let's see how it goes? These are all on track. As long as the press conference is over, they can be put into the market." Wang Mingyang said.
At this moment, the reporters saw the vehicle approaching, and they could tell at a glance that the vehicle was Master Lin's car.
But Shengun doesn't want to go, and he can't bear to leave Yunli Street. That's his choice, and it's not a bad choice. It would be great to be happy here.
Then the tool took apart the pair of prosthetic limbs on the spot.
Lin Fan drove the car towards a factory where Wang Mingyang worked in cooperation with the government and was the headquarters of Perfect Prosthetics.
Lin Fan got out of the car and nodded towards the reporters, "Good morning everyone, you are so dedicated and you are here so early in the morning."
Director Li picked up the parts and looked at them, and said calmly: "It's nothing. It's normal. It works. It's okay."
Lin Fan, "Why do I always feel that something is wrong with the rotation, and there is a problem with flexibility."
I used to set up a stall in Tianqiao and make a living, but now, in Yunli Street, there are so many friends. Although I sometimes get hit, there is a happy story behind every blow.
Reporter: "Oh, Master Lin, what you said is a cliche. This is normal communication."
Some workers around were stunned when they saw this scene. They didn't know what was going on. They were all professionals who were transferred here specifically to produce perfect prostheses.
"Director Li, come here." Wang Mingyang shouted.
"No, Secretary Chen has a lot of things to do. He has also set a time. He will be there on time for the press conference at nine o'clock. This time, things are really troublesome. I won't talk about it anymore. It's up to us anyway. ." Wang Mingyang got a headache when he thought about the prosthetic company's affairs, but fortunately it was almost solved.
Lin Fan, "Why do I always feel that something is wrong with the rotation, and there is a problem with flexibility."
Wang Mingyang had been waiting early, and when he saw Lin Fan, he came over immediately, "Oh, my dear, you are finally here."
The part is very small, but if you look closely, you can also see the problem with this part.
"Master Lin is here."
Sudden!
Lin Fan smiled, "Who controls these parts?"
Besides, he is needed here. If he leaves, who will distribute the number plates to this kid in the future.
"Let's see how it goes? These are all on track. As long as the press conference is over, they can be put into the market." Wang Mingyang said.
"Stop all work, stop production." Lin Fan shouted directly.
Secretary Chen reported this matter to the top, and the people above also attached great importance to it. After all, this perfect prosthesis will solve the physical conditions of many disabled people, allowing them to regain their freedom and return to their former self.
"No way, these are all parts made separately based on the drawings you gave me, and there are people over there holding them, so how could there be a problem?" Wang Mingyang's expression changed drastically. If there was a problem, it would really be a problem. Something big happened, but it shouldn't be possible.
The part is very small, but if you look closely, you can also see the problem with this part.
The reporters smiled and said, "Master Lin, it's too early for you. How can we not be as dedicated as you are? You are busy grabbing cakes and perfecting the prosthesis, but you are really tired."
In fact, it really doesn't matter. If the magic stick really develops other businesses, he will be very happy, because this person has his own goals.
Wang Mingyang didn't know what was going on, and said to the people around him: "Everyone stopped working, all the machines stopped."
When we arrived, many reporters had gathered at the scene.
Reporter: "Oh, Master Lin, what you said is a cliche. This is normal communication."
Lin Fan, "Why do I always feel that something is wrong with the rotation, and there is a problem with flexibility."
Lin Fan got out of the car and nodded towards the reporters, "Good morning everyone, you are so dedicated and you are here so early in the morning."
At this time, a middle-aged man, who sounded pregnant, came over and said, "Mr. Wang, what's wrong?"
"Brother, what's going on?"
Lin Fan, "What's the rush? It's only eight o'clock now. Secretary Chen is here?"
Wang Mingyang was stunned, "What's the problem?"
Wang Mingyang had been waiting early, and when he saw Lin Fan, he came over immediately, "Oh, my dear, you are finally here."
The very small part in Lin Fan's hand said, "Who produced this? Look, even a corner is broken, but it can still be used?"
"No, Secretary Chen has a lot of things to do. He has also set a time. He will be there on time for the press conference at nine o'clock. This time, things are really troublesome. I won't talk about it anymore. It's up to us anyway. ." Wang Mingyang got a headache when he thought about the prosthetic company's affairs, but fortunately it was almost solved.
Because he is used to this place and doesn't want to go anywhere.
The reporter took out a cigarette and gave it to Master Lin, and then helped to light it. A group of people stood there smoking, "It's nine o'clock, we are still waiting. Master Lin, you came so early, are you doing something wrong?" What's the matter?"
Each of these machines had the system data written by Lin Fan at that time input.
I used to set up a stall in Tianqiao and make a living, but now, in Yunli Street, there are so many friends. Although I sometimes get hit, there is a happy story behind every blow.
Wang Mingyang directly placed the part there, "Look, what's going on with this part? How come a corner of it is broken."
Besides, he is needed here. If he leaves, who will distribute the number plates to this kid in the future.
The final key assembly still requires professional knowledge.
The part is very small, but if you look closely, you can also see the problem with this part.
Lin Fan, "What's the rush? It's only eight o'clock now. Secretary Chen is here?"
The reporters laughed and then watched Master Lin go in.
At this moment, the reporters saw the vehicle approaching, and they could tell at a glance that the vehicle was Master Lin's car.
Because he is used to this place and doesn't want to go anywhere.
"Stop all work, stop production." Lin Fan shouted directly.
Wang Mingyang patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, there's absolutely no problem."
The final key assembly still requires professional knowledge.
Wang Mingyang's expression suddenly became a little depressed.
Director Li picked up the parts and looked at them, and said calmly: "It's nothing. It's normal. It works. It's okay."
The workers are busy and the machines are running.
Because he is used to this place and doesn't want to go anywhere.
Lin Fan drove the car towards a factory where Wang Mingyang worked in cooperation with the government and was the headquarters of Perfect Prosthetics.
When we arrived, many reporters had gathered at the scene.
"Let's see how it goes? These are all on track. As long as the press conference is over, they can be put into the market." Wang Mingyang said.
Lin Fan, "Why do I always feel that something is wrong with the rotation, and there is a problem with flexibility."
"Stop all work, stop production." Lin Fan shouted directly.
"Director Li, come here." Wang Mingyang shouted.
Lin Fan drove the car towards a factory where Wang Mingyang worked in cooperation with the government and was the headquarters of Perfect Prosthetics.
Lin Fan nodded and continued to look. When he saw a prosthetic limb coming out, he took it in his hand and looked at it carefully. Then he looked at it and frowned slightly, "Mingyang, is there something wrong with this?"
I used to set up a stall in Tianqiao and make a living, but now, in Yunli Street, there are so many friends. Although I sometimes get hit, there is a happy story behind every blow.
"Stop all work, stop production." Lin Fan shouted directly.
The part is very small, but if you look closely, you can also see the problem with this part.
Each of these machines had the system data written by Lin Fan at that time input.
Lin Fan smiled and said, "You must have a headache. It's none of my business anyway. Come on, let's go to the factory first to see how the production is going. Is the quality acceptable? Are there any problems with the parts?"
There are only a few veterans left who disagree with each other, which is very frustrating.
At this time, a middle-aged man, who sounded pregnant, came over and said, "Mr. Wang, what's wrong?"
"No way, these are all parts made separately based on the drawings you gave me, and there are people over there holding them, so how could there be a problem?" Wang Mingyang's expression changed drastically. If there was a problem, it would really be a problem. Something big happened, but it shouldn't be possible.
"Director Li, come here." Wang Mingyang shouted.
The reporters nodded, "Well, what Master Lin said makes sense. This perfect prosthetic limb has benefited those people. However, Master Lin, I heard that some prosthetic limb companies have not completely solved it. Nothing will happen to this, right?" .”
The reporters smiled and said, "Master Lin, it's too early for you. How can we not be as dedicated as you are? You are busy grabbing cakes and perfecting the prosthesis, but you are really tired."
…
Because he is used to this place and doesn't want to go anywhere.
"Ha ha ha ha."
Then he saw Master Lin and was stunned, "Master Lin, you are here too."
Lin Fan waved his hands, "I don't know about this matter, and I don't want to pay attention to these things. Anyway, I believe that the government will solve it."
Lin Fan smiled, "Are you trying to trick me?"
Reporter: "Oh, Master Lin, what you said is a cliche. This is normal communication."
Then the tool took apart the pair of prosthetic limbs on the spot.
Wang Mingyang was stunned, "What's the problem?"
"Ha ha ha ha."
Wang Mingyang's expression suddenly became a little depressed.
Wang Mingyang was stunned, "What's the problem?"
Wang Mingyang directly placed the part there, "Look, what's going on with this part? How come a corner of it is broken."
Wang Mingyang directly placed the part there, "Look, what's going on with this part? How come a corner of it is broken."
There are only a few veterans left who disagree with each other, which is very frustrating.
Director Li picked up the parts and looked at them, and said calmly: "It's nothing. It's normal. It works. It's okay."
Besides, people here are reluctant to part with magic sticks.
Then he saw Master Lin and was stunned, "Master Lin, you are here too."
Because he is used to this place and doesn't want to go anywhere.
The reporters laughed and then watched Master Lin go in.
"Let's see how it goes? These are all on track. As long as the press conference is over, they can be put into the market." Wang Mingyang said.
"Bring me the tools and I'll take a look."
…
Wang Mingyang, "The main core of the people sent by the government are still in charge of my people."
The very small part in Lin Fan's hand said, "Who produced this? Look, even a corner is broken, but it can still be used?"