I Started Machining in 1992

[Heavy weapons of great powers + rebirth of the era + technological flow + commercial battle showdown + technological independence] Others are reborn to make money, while he is reborn to make money. Lin Yuan, an old engineer who died of anger at an exhibition due to technological blockade in his previous life, returned to the spring of 1992. The first thing I do when I open my eyes - what are the lottery numbers? After thinking about it for half an hour, I didn't even think about it. All that comes to mind is the angle of the tool, the hardness of the material, and the heat treatment curve. "Fuck. Why are you memorizing those things? I knew the memorization technique in my previous life, damn." In this life, he did not speculate in stocks or real estate. He returned to the workshop and started with a shabby imported grinder - ear-plugged the spindle to hear the fault, hand-drawn paper to make parts, sparks flew in the oil quenching, and he didn't sleep all night. The moment the machine started buzzing again, the whole factory fell silent. Lao Qin, the most proud eighth-level fitter in the factory, came over and handed him a cigarette. From precision bearings to servo motors, from CNC systems to five-axis linkage, from being stuck by Japan's Fujitec cutting off supply to being tough at the Munich exhibition, from "TVEs also want to develop five-axis? Toads want to eat swan meat" to reverse export to Germany. "From here on, we no longer look up to the world."