Looking at Zhao Guoyang's casual gesture design, Hua Guosheng was completely convinced.

He sighed and said, "Guoyang, your design level is really amazing. I feel that even Xiao Huang can't catch up with you."

"Our Hongda Machinery Factory is calculated from the top and bottom. I'm afraid that only Director Wang can compete with you..."

"You are talking about Section Chief Huang Xiaohua, are you?" Zhao Guoyang's heart moved and asked.

Xu Dongfeng, who was standing beside him, was surprised when he heard this: "Hey, Guoyang, how did you know Section Chief Huang? I don't seem to have told you!"

Zhao Guoyang smiled, but did not answer his question.

Hua Guosheng glared at Xu Dongfeng with a reprimanding look, turned to Zhao Guoyang and said, "Xiao Huang is a man with some abilities, but he is too arrogant and not easy to get along with. Unlike Guoyang, you have strong abilities and no airs yet..."

Perhaps because he felt that he was trying to make things so provocative, Hua Guosheng quickly coughed and said, "Well, Guoyang, I will change the workwear drawings according to your ideas, so that they can be improved today!"

"It's okay, no hurry. On the workshop, the parts you used to do are not that fast. The pictures you have on hand will be given to them tomorrow." Zhao Guoyang comforted.

Hua Guosheng and Xu Dongfeng went to modify the drawings. Zhao Guoyang saw that there was nothing wrong with the technical department, so he decided to go to the workshop to check the production progress of other parts.

As soon as he walked into the second production workshop, Zhao Guoyang heard a sensation.

"I said Lao Zhu, why don't you listen to others' advice? We have technically determined that the pipe on the front of the car needs to use No. 20 steel, just follow it. Why do you have to use Q235 if you have to use the dead brain? "

The person who spoke was a man named Zhang Chaoyang in the technical department. Although he was not old, he was only twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old. However, he had been in the factory for ten years and could be regarded as an old man in the technical department.

Zhang Chaoyang is a person who doesn’t like to talk a lot, and he is the type of person who can arrange the arrangements of the leader and I will do whatever he wants.

Although such people are not capable, they can perform tasks assigned by their leaders without fail.

Many times, it is still very useful. Zhao Guoyang arranged for him and another technician Chang Yuan to come to the workshop to guide production, which is to value his goodness.

After Zhang Chaoyang finished speaking, he was humming: "Hmph, I haven't produced motorcycle frames before, they are bigger than your curved beam frames."

"But even if the big frame used before, the material used for the front pipes is only Q235. Why is the frame smaller now and the material needs to be used well?"

"You technical personnel know that you have a slap in your head and make a random decision. No. 20 steel is much more expensive than Q235. Isn't this a waste to be able to do whatever you want?" The voice continued.

Although Zhang Chaoyang knew that he would carry out production according to the requirements of the drawings, he asked him to tell him why, which was to make things difficult for him.

At this moment, after hearing this man's rebuttal, he was speechless.

Seeing that the other party could not answer his question, the person named Lao Zhu became energetic: "Hmph, how about it? You can't answer it, right? If you want me to say, just use Q235 in the front tube of this car, there is absolutely no problem..."

Hearing this, Zhao Guoyang couldn't help but walk forward and said, "Old Master Zhu, the frame we tried to produce this time is a new model, and it is two different concepts from the original straddle frame. We cannot judge whether it needs to use higher-strength materials because of the size of the frame."

"Hey, Guoyang, are you here?" As soon as he saw Zhao Guoyang, Zhang Fusheng, the workshop director who had been smoothing out, came over to say hello.

Zhao Guoyang and Zhang Fusheng nodded and greeted each other, then turned their eyes back to Lao Zhu.

This old Zhu is in his forties or fifties. He is tall and thin, with a little white hair, and looks older than he is.

He is an old technician in the workshop. He is both fast in making parts and high in accuracy. He is the pillar in the workshop.

This person is famously stubborn in the factory and has always recognized the truth but not the others.

Even if the factory director Mu Aijun is determined, it will be difficult for him to change his mind.

Seeing Zhao Guoyang coming, Lao Zhu raised his eyelids gently and let out a cold snorkeling from his nose. Obviously, he had no good feelings for the newly appointed technical section chief.

Zhao Guoyang walked to Lao Zhu indifferently and explained seriously: "Master Zhu, when making parts, you can of course question the accuracy of our technical drawings, but after our technicians confirm the correctness of the drawings, you should implement them without fail."

"After all, whether it is production, manufacturing, or technical quality, everyone must do their own job and manage their own stories. Otherwise, they will only fall into chaos and disputes."

"Then you have to say what you said correctly! Just let's talk about the material choice, I think it's unreasonable!" Old Zhu's voice became louder when he heard this.

After Lao Zhu finished speaking, several workers behind him nodded and agreed: "Yes, our Lao Zhu is an old technical worker, and his experience must be much richer than that of these yellow-haired boys in the technical department. You must listen to him!"

Zhao Guoyang was not disturbed by the sounds around him. He calmly said, "Okay, since you have to argue with me, Master Zhu, then I will explain it to you."

"If I can understand you, I hope that in the future, you will not act voluntarily and complete the work at hand as required during the production process!"

"Okay, as long as you can convince me, I will listen to you boy in the future!" Old Zhu became angry and said with a humming voice.

Zhao Guoyang nodded, took out his pen and notebook, and began to write and explain.

"You should understand the technical conditions of two-wheeled motorcycle frames. Now, let's check the strength of our new frame."

Zhao Guoyang drew a picture that reads horizontally loading F(0), F(Z) vertically loading the center of the rear wheel, and F(S) vertically loading the rear seat members on the seat.

After listing these three values, Zhao Guoyang listed the stress distribution of the frame one by one, pointing out the possible stress concentration parts one by one.

Zhao Guoyang pointed to a series of values ​​that have been listed and said to Lao Zhu: "Master Zhu, you must have seen it too. The load distribution of our bend beam car frame is different from the original straddle frame. Because the overall center of gravity is tilted to the front, the head of our frame is more likely to be subject to submission and damage."

Zhao Guoyang listed a formula and said: "According to the load calculation formula, the horizontal reciprocating load F(0) should be equal to... the vertical impact force F(Z) of the road surface received by the rear wheel of the frame should be equal to... the vertical downward load F(S) of the rear seat of the frame should be equal to... Master Zhu, should you understand this?"

Old Zhu looked at Zhao Guoyang listing one formula after another in a daze, and nodded subconsciously.

(Note: Horizontal reciprocating load F(0)=【(G+K)g?w?d2-(G+K)g?e】/d1;

The vertical impact force F(Z) of the rear wheel of the frame is affected by the road surface F(Z)=K(Z)?F(0);
Chapter completed!