Files, for a fitter.
Are equivalent to the firearms in the hands of soldiers.
The most suitable is the best.
Fang Er felt the previous ones were enough, but now he needed a higher precision file.
He drove to the Time and Space Administration, and with a wave of his hand, a portal appeared.
The scene shifted, and he found himself in the compound of the Jianbing Military Region in the 21st century parallel world.
After identifying his location, he casually made a phone call.
In the commander's office, Huang Tagu, not noticing the caller ID, picked up his phone.
"Hello, who is this?"
"Old Huang, it's me, your second uncle."
Huang Tagu: ???
His second uncle had been dead for seventy years!
He glanced at the number and finally realized!
"I thought my second uncle had returned from the Chosin Reservoir!"
"Where are you, kid?"
"Downstairs!"
"Come up?"
"My legs are numb, I can't make it up, you come down!"
Huang Tagu:...........
Fang Er's legs were indeed numb!
He had been working in the research lab for half the day and hadn't recovered yet.
A few minutes later, Huang Tagu emerged from the elevator and saw Fang Er sitting on the steps by the door, smoking.
He walked over with a smile and patted him on the shoulder.
"You kid, it's like you disappeared, gone for so long."
"What, no reason, no visit to the three treasures?"
Fang Er looked back at him and casually offered him a cigar. Seeing him refuse, he put it back.
"Who is the top manufacturer of files in the country now, do you have any connections?"
Huang Tagu looked at him curiously.
"What files?"
"For machining, hand files."
"Wait a moment."
Huang Tagu didn't understand why he was looking for this. He could casually give away an aircraft carrier, so couldn't he handle a file?
Shaking his head, he took out his phone and scrolled through his contacts.
"Got it!"
As he finished speaking, he had already dialed.
"Old Zhou, which company's files does our Institute 802 use?"
"Alright, I understand!"
Hanging up the phone, he patted Fang Er on the shoulder with a smile.
"Let's go, I'll take you to their factory!"
Using a Z-20 for transport, they landed in an industrial park in Qindao two hours later.
The person in charge here had already been notified and was waiting at the factory entrance.
"Commander Huang? I am Li Xiaolu, the person in charge of Qingdao First Light, and we welcome you to guide our work."
A woman in her thirties, seeing the helicopter land, led a group of people to greet them.
"Hahahaha, I wouldn't dare guide your work. However, there's a young brother here who wants to see how good your files are."
Saying that, Huang Tagu pushed Fang Er forward.
"Just... just looking at files?"
Li Xiaolu was taken aback.
A phone call and they could have them delivered in a day. Why the need to fly a helicopter all the way from Quancheng?
The cost of fuel alone would be enough to buy a pile of files.
"That's right, just files. I need very high precision. Show me your existing ones first."
Fang Er said directly to the point.
With the military region's backing, they came directly to the door. Li Xiaolu dared not hesitate and quickly led them towards the workshop.
The factory was large, filled with the sounds of clanging and banging everywhere.
Along the way, Li Xiaolu pointed to the rows of factory buildings.
"This is the forging workshop."
"After forging, they are sent to the next workshop for tempering, rough processing, and quenching."
"The right side is for rough processing, deburring, and sandblasting."
"Finally, it's inspection and warehousing."
"We've arrived. This is the warehouse. I'll have someone bring out all the existing models of files for Mr. to inspect."
Soon, someone brought a special box. Upon opening it, various files were inside.
The lengths ranged from 40 centimeters to 10 centimeters.
The teeth per inch ranged from 200 to 1200.
Fang Er picked up the 1200-grit file and took a look. He already had something like this.
Slightly disappointed, he looked at Li Xiaolu.
"Can you make them finer?"
"This..." Li Xiaolu seemed troubled.
"It's possible to make them, but the cost is a bit high."
"With the current domestic and international demand, 1200-grit is sufficient."
"If you want to increase the fineness..."
Fang Er knew what she meant and waved his hand to interrupt her.
"Money is not a problem!"
"If there are any other conditions, feel free to mention them!"
"I only want files, the finer the better!"
Li Xiaolu subconsciously looked at Huang Tagu.
Huang Tagu glared at her, "What are you looking at me for!"
"What he says, I mean."
"This is a political mission!"
Li Xiaolu:.........
She didn't dare to say anything else and quickly called all the technicians to convey Fang Er's requirements.
Just as the technicians were about to divide and conquer, Fang Er suddenly took out a cloth bag from his pocket.
"You can try using this for sandblasting."
Li Xiaolu curiously took it and glanced at it.
"Wow..."
The contents of the bag made her eyes widen instantly.
A full bag of diamonds!
The smallest ones were about the size of soybeans.
Under the sunlight, they sparkled with dazzling brilliance.
Huang Tagu glanced over casually and immediately threw an arm around Fang Er's neck.
"Brother, does your wife know you're so extravagant?"
Fang Er rolled his eyes at him.
"Do you think my wife is as vulgar as you?"
Huang Tagu:..........
Li Xiaolu:..........
These diamonds, if sent to an auction, would fetch at least ten figures.
Vulgar...
Damn it, is the threshold for being refined this high now?
Huang Tagu pouted. His right hand moved quickly, and he picked out two diamonds from the bag.
One was pink, about the size of a peanut.
One was blue, about the size of a chicken heart.
Seeing Fang Er looking at him with disdain, he immediately stiffened his neck and said,
"What are you looking at? I picked these up!"
Fang Er:...........
"Can you have some ambition? Next time I come, I'll steal a couple for you from my son!"
"Steal from... your son??"
"Yeah, there are several sacks at home, my son plays with them like glass marbles..."
Huang Tagu:..........
Is this even human language?
Although diamonds are abundant on Earth, and synthetic ones are even better quality than natural ones.
But who keeps sacks of diamonds at home?
And lets their child play with them like glass marbles, with those sizes...
"I'll give you these two as a deposit. Hurry up and get someone to work!"
He shoved the two diamonds into Li Xiaolu's palm and waved her on.
Damn it, I'm depressed.