RPAGF Chapter 827 The forum, that's its basic function!
Chapter 827 The forum, that's its basic function!
With the factory manager's support, Cheng Gui calmed down and used her two-finger technique to describe in detail the difficulties of the process and the limitations of the traditional drying oven.
The young woman was initially worried that the computer wouldn't be able to answer the question, but shortly after posting it, she received several professional replies. These replies provided detailed analysis of the key control points for vacuum concentration, suggested several simple solutions to improve drying uniformity, and some even drew a schematic diagram of the principle.
However, the reply was filled with a lot of engineering terms and formula derivations that the young girl from Cheng Gui couldn't quite understand.
"Turbulence coefficient," "hot air field simulation," "negative pressure gradient distribution"... one unfamiliar engineering term after another and complex formula derivations left her dizzy and frowning, feeling as if she were reading a book written in heaven.
"Hmm, hmm, what is all this stuff? I can understand the sketch, but what's the purpose of all these symbols at the bottom?"
The young woman was getting a little anxious, and even the Tianjin dialect she had learned when she first started working came out unconsciously.
"Factory manager... these principles seem very profound, I... I don't quite understand how to actually make the changes." The young girl, Cheng Gui, turned her head away somewhat dejectedly.
The factory manager was already dizzy looking at the dense formulas and sketches made up of simple lines on the screen.
"This is a computer?"
"No wonder it's so precious; it gave me the answer as soon as I asked the question?"
"This computer is a magical thing! It can give you an answer as soon as you ask! Cheng Gui, why don't you ask it how to implement these things and how to do them?"
He asked, "How exactly do I do it? Do I use a file or sandpaper to create that gradient? And also, how do I get the hot air to spin?"
As the factory manager spoke, he took out paper and pen and stared at the screen, ready to take notes.
Cheng Gui was also a little confused. Was this the answer the computer directly gave? Something didn't feel right!
She recalled the last time she received that confidential document forwarded from her former employer, the Tianjin Institute of Traditional Chinese Medicine. The leader had only briefly introduced the existence of this special forum.
Given her hard work and eagerness to learn, the leader, appreciating this young woman who studied Western medicine but dedicated herself to the Chinese medicine factory, made an exception and gave her a copy of the account and password for this internal technical forum, instructing her, "Learning has no end. If you have any questions, you can ask on the forum, where you will find experts and colleagues to help you."
But since it was her first time using it, she was completely unaware of the complexities of the forum. She posted in the main section without any understanding of its hierarchical structure.
Little did she know that this forum usually discussed the core technologies of cutting-edge projects. Coincidentally, the "Miss" project had just come to an end, and some top experts scattered around the world had a rare moment of leisure. They were "relaxing their minds" on the forum, and her question was seized upon by these "somewhat idle" big shots, who enthusiastically conducted an "in-depth analysis" and a "dimensional reduction attack".
These experts habitually started from the theoretical roots and optimal solutions, and conducted a high-level analysis and demonstration of her problem.
This is like professors from Tsinghua and Peking Universities enthusiastically deriving detailed fluid dynamics equations and heat conduction models for a primary school student asking how to improve the efficiency of a hand-cranked fan...
The reasoning is absolutely correct, and the direction is incredibly advanced, but there is a huge knowledge gap in between. Elementary school students can only look up in awe and ask: What is this?
Just as she was staring blankly at the screen, a new reply popped up, its tone clearly surprised:
"Wait a minute! This IP address... it shows it's from Northeast Factory 112? Gentlemen, come and see! When did Factory 112 start researching high-efficiency concentration and drying technology?"
"People from the Institute of Energetic Materials, come out and see! Someone's trying to steal your jobs..."
Only then did the young girl, Cheng Gui, notice that each dialogue had a prefix. The prefix of the dialogue she had just spoken was (Xigong-Fluid Force Field 01), while her own prefix was (112 Factory-Bear 1).
When Cheng Gui saw the surprised reply on the screen, her heart skipped a beat, and she subconsciously typed out her question:
"Wow! This...isn't this an answer automatically generated by a computer? You...are real people?"
The moment the message was sent, the rapidly scrolling forum interface froze, and the discussion that had been scrolling so quickly came to an abrupt halt, as if a pause button had been pressed.
"What...what's going on?" Cheng Gui and the factory manager looked at each other, not yet understanding what was happening, when the door to the computer room was pushed open with a "bang," and several serious-looking, heavily armed guards quickly entered, their sharp eyes scanning the room.
"Comrades, please show your identification and letters of introduction." The leading cadre spoke in a serious but polite tone.
Factory director Wang Yonggui's heart skipped a beat. He quickly took out his work ID and the certificate issued by the factory, while Cheng Gui hurriedly handed over his researcher certificate.
The guards carefully checked the identification documents and confirmed the identities and access permissions of the two individuals using internal communication devices before their tense expressions eased slightly.
"Excuse me, comrades, this is a routine security check. Please continue your work, but please be mindful of the forum's rules." The security officer saluted, led his team away, and gently closed the door behind them.
The computer room fell silent again, save for the faint hum of the machines. The factory manager wiped non-existent cold sweat from his brow, and Cheng Gui let out a long sigh of relief, his heart still pounding.
At this moment, a bold system announcement with a special identifier appeared at the top of the forum interface:
(After verification, the current users of computer number 112-Xiong1 at Northeast Chinese Medicine Factory are technician Zhang Chenggui and factory director Wang Yonggui. Access permissions are compliant. Security alert lifted. Additionally: Northeast Chinese Medicine Factory is undertaking important foreign trade production tasks, and the inquired process issue is indeed urgently needed for production. Relevant personnel are requested to provide technical support as appropriate.)
As soon as the announcement was made, the previously frozen forum seemed to thaw, and the atmosphere instantly changed.
(Xigong-Fluid Force Field 01): "Ahem, it turns out you're a colleague from the Chinese medicine factory. It's a misunderstanding. It's about the uniformity of drying, right? Simply put, it's about adding a few deflectors to your earthen oven so that the hot air doesn't go straight in, but goes around it."
(Harbin Military Engineering - Thermal Engineering): "Yes, the deflector can be bent by itself with thin sheet metal. The key is the angle; it's installed at an angle at the air inlet to make the air swirl."
(Kingkey-Structure): "I'll draw a simple diagram of the baffle shape for you... like this... As for the fixing method, just find a few screws and screw them onto the tank wall!"
(Northwest - Materials): "Temperature zone control is also easy to do. Just hang a few of the cheapest thermometers at different positions on the drying racks to figure out the 'hot' and 'cool' areas in the oven, and adjust the air inlet or the position of the drying racks accordingly."
The experts were clearly trying to make their guidance more accessible, but certain technical terms remained a mystery to Cheng Gui. After all, they were trained in proper Western pharmacology, not mechanical design.
Cheng Gui, the young girl, tried her best to understand, her fingers hovering over the keyboard, unsure which detail to ask first.
Just as she was organizing her thoughts, a new reply popped up:
(Aerospace Research-03): "Hey you guys, why bother with all this trouble? Going through all this trouble! Have we forgotten that we have that most troublesome 'rascal' who's currently wandering around in the Northeast? Why don't we just drag him over there and see for ourselves? Wouldn't that be better than us drawing diagrams from afar here?"
(Xigong-Fluid Force Field 01): "Hey! I almost forgot! Right, right! That kid seems to be around Factory 112! Let him go! He's best at this kind of makeshift, resourceful work!"
(Northwestern Polytechnical University - Mechanics 01): "Yeah! How could I forget about him! That silly kid! Hahaha!"
(Kingkey-Structure): "That's right! Let him go! With his ability to turn a dead end into a solution, this little modification will be a piece of cake for him, won't it?"
(Southwest-Fire 1): "Hey, I get so angry just thinking about that kid! Last time he was working on that 'three-part response balance,' the blueprints were so beautiful, we all thought it would keep him busy for half a year. But guess what? He just handed over the whole set of blueprints and principles to Comrade Zu Tong at the Institute of Optoelectronics! I really don't know what kind of magic potion he gave Zu Tong, that old comrade actually happily took on this job..."
(Northwest - Overall 02): "Is this what they call 'the capable do more'? Or is 'being lazy' a kind of talent? Never mind all that, everyone. Raise your hand if you agree to send that kid directly to the pharmaceutical factory in Northeast China for on-site guidance!"
A row of "agree" icons flashed across the screen instantly. Except for (Southwest-Wind 01), who sent a crying emoji, indicating they really wanted the scales...
The atmosphere on the forum instantly shifted from serious technical discussions to playfully bantering about "recruiting men."
Cheng Gui and the factory manager watched the rapidly scrolling conversation on the screen. Although they didn't quite understand who this "brat" or "kid" was, it seemed that... the problem that had been troubling them for so long was about to take a turn for the better.
Factory director Wang Yonggui scratched his head and asked Cheng Gui in a low voice, "What...are they going to send us an expert?"
Cheng Gui blinked, watching the experts on the screen, who were clearly of high status, discussing in a relaxed tone as if they had finally found a laborer. She nodded blankly and said, "It seems... yes."
At this point, the forum's experts seemed to think the matter was resolved and began to set aside Cheng Gui, moving on to other topics. Some amusing anecdotes from the research made Cheng Gui laugh heartily.
Until a certain message appeared:
"Hey, is nobody online at the Institute of Optics and Electronics? Tell me what big promises that 'Dumb Hair' made you guys take on that big project..."
"Hey, that's just how people at the Institute of Optoelectronics are, they always like to stay silent, like a big black fish swimming underwater..."
"Hmph! You wouldn't understand even if I told you. Do you even know anything about fiber optic signal transmission?"
"what……"
"Haha, you didn't know that, did you? Besides guiding light and images, optical fibers can also be used for communication?"
"Huh? Zu Tong? Didn't the experiment show that glass attenuation reaches 1000dB/km, making it unsuitable for practical transmission?"
"Hmph! Superficial! If it weren't for this, what would I be doing researching! Hahaha, do you even know what vapor deposition is?"
Okay, the cheerful Cheng Gui girl is no longer Xi Xi...
It's not because I can't understand it, because...
Two thick "dictionaries" appeared in front of her...
Peeping on screens is fun for a moment, memorizing regulations is even more so.