Buddha's Hand

"Really? How could this happen?" He felt very puzzled. Liu Gong then speculated: "Is there something wrong with the raw materials?" "Perhaps, sometimes the proportion of materials is different. I'll go take a look later." He was thoughtful... And naturally thought of the formula first. After changing into his work clothes, he immediately stood in front of the blackboard, checked, and discovered the problem almost at a glance. "Hey! Why is the amount of magnesium oxide wrong? Who changed the decimal point on it?" Yes, who changed it - who else could it be? It was clearly his own handwriting, and the evidence was conclusive. But if the decimal point is moved forward one place, the amount of accelerator will be increased ten times. Will the mixed rubber still not have problems? He looked back and quickly closed the door to the ingredient room. Fortunately, Liu Gong, who came with him just now, received a call halfway and had to go to the office for a meeting, so he didn't come in with him. He stood stunned, looking at his hands. He doesn't understand what's going on? Because it is impossible for him to do such a thing intentionally! Totally unnecessary! Normal people would never do this! This behavior is so stupid and easy to detect. He even found it incredible that even Liu Gong didn't notice such an obvious mistake. Perhaps because he is usually serious and responsible in his work and has a good reputation, he has already become an "inspection-free product". Liu Gong would not think about it at all. He looked around with doubt and fear, as if he saw an invisible hand in the dark, controlling everything unintentionally. He shivered and felt like a puppet.