Chapter 41: The Black-Faced Sheep
The leaders sat behind a glass window with a simple introduction to oil extractors and detailed descriptions of two types of oil extractors.
On the white wall to the right of the glass window, a large table is posted from top to bottom, which are the performance indicators of four different oil extractors from Daqing Machinery Factory, Changqing Petrochemical Machinery Factory, Tianjin Stone General Factory and Halliburton Company. The fifth row at the bottom is written in red font "Victory Oilfield Double Horse Head Extractor", but the performance data behind it is blank.
In order for leaders to understand, apart from specific numbers, the most intuitive percentage is directly listed in parentheses next to the number, and Daqing Oilfield's Type 1 oil extraction machine is used as a comparison blueprint.
In comparison with the former four, BV051 type oil extraction machine provided by Halliburton wins comprehensively, especially in energy saving aspect, almost only 35% of Type I, which makes unaware experts exclaim surprisingly.
Su Cheng stood at the far right of the window, casually glancing over at Farrel, the representative from Harliburton. He was a tall and handsome blond man who seemed to be very popular in America. At this moment, he was frowning tightly, his eyes fixed on the double-goat-headed sculpture, lost in thought.
"Look at you, dumbfounded just by seeing something." Su Cheng thought to himself with a hint of pride.
The efficiency of the Double Donkey is beyond doubt, using a single walking beam to complete two strokes in one up-and-down cycle. Anyone with even a little bit of brains knows that this is definitely faster than a conventional oil pump. Even if Haliburton installs double-capacity motors, they may not be able to surpass the efficiency of the Double Donkey, let alone the crude and rough electric shocks used in the oil fields...
Nowadays, competitions are entirely for the leaders' sake.
It's just Duli Jun, that arrogant person, now silent. His eyes flickered, wondering what he was thinking.
Gan Chuan Gui from the Victory Oil Field was overjoyed and danced with excitement, hoping for a big windfall.
Time passes in chatting and horsing around.
When the low-ranking officials' tongues were dry, the sound of the oil pump also came to an end.
Everyone closed their mouths and watched as the test researcher brought up various data reports.
Daily liquid intake of 9.2 tons (191%)
"Tonnes of electricity consumption 23.5 (30.1%)"
The two main numbers came out and the whole scene fell silent.
Even Liu Sichang turned his head, looking at Su Cheng in disbelief.
The Chinese of this era really cannot believe that they can reach the level of the US, Japan, the Soviet Union and Europe.
Reform and opening up broadened people's horizons, but also intimidated the Chinese. The quality of life in developed countries made ordinary people envious, while the industrial level of developed countries left officials astonished. For a China that had not yet completed its mechanization, the Americans who had already reached the pinnacle of mechanized industry seemed like an insurmountable mountain range.
Although the oil pump is just a corner of industry, it can surpass the level of American companies, which still makes people feel incredible.
Testers continue to send numbers: maximum suspension load 51.06 (127%), minimum suspension load 33.559 (110%), transmission rated torque 65KN (108%)...
As the data came out one by one, the scene was boiling, and only Du Lijun's face turned black.
Soon, the relevant leaders returned to the conference hall of Beishi Petrochemical. As soon as the door was closed, it was in an uproar.
"We are Victory Oil Field's, why should we give our things to Tian Shi General Factory? We don't even have a gate."
Afterwards, for some reason someone persuaded them, and the voices in the conference hall became softer again.
"Variable frequency drive drilling rig? You think that's a good idea? I'd rather develop my own three-cylinder head... Patent? I think it's just selfishness! Shan Tou, are you playing the collective ownership card again?"
For a company like Tianjin Stone General Factory, oil extraction machinery is the most basic equipment. Whether it makes money or not, they must have it. Otherwise, there's no way to provide systematic services for the oil field. If they can't do that, their drilling machines, downhole equipment and so on will also find it hard to get orders.
If the Ministry of Petroleum vetoes their introduction request, the Double Donkey Head oil pump developed by Su City will be their first target.
This is also thanks to the Victory Oil Field, which has a huge advantage as a deputy ministerial-level enterprise over the provincial departmental-level large factory. If the Tianjin Stone General Factory wants something from the Victory Oil Field, it must make a big concession. Moreover, the Petroleum Department will definitely force them to make a big concession. Because the Victory Oil Field has no obligation to help, and the ministry is worried that the production capacity of the Tianjin Stone General Factory will weaken.
After a while, Secretary Ma slapped the table again. His accent was very distinctive, and he scolded Du Lijun: "If you dare to slack off this year, I'll tear you apart!"
At the same vice-ministerial level, the vice-ministers of various ministries and commissions and those of Daqing Oil Field were entirely different to Du Yilong.
The conference room door opened.
Leaders came out one after another.
Gan Chuan Gui and Yan Yue Se gave a thumbs up to Su Cheng. With his status, if he wasn't in an extremely good mood, he wouldn't have done that.
Xiao Pang trotted along behind Su Cheng, scratching his ears and cheeks as he forced out a sentence of praise: "Master, you're awesome, you're really awesome, you're just awesome..."
He excitedly counted on his fingers and toes, thinking that if he collected patent fees, he could buy a lot of cows with the money!
Su Cheng smiled humbly, but in his heart, a thousand horses were galloping wildly. Every year, there are thousands of orders, with a minimum of five years and a maximum of 10 years, totaling tens of thousands of orders, involving tens of billions of yuan in funds...
But he just thought that in this era, if he opened his mouth to ask for even a single yuan of patent fees, it would be difficult for him to continue mixing. His superiors would absolutely not give tens of thousands of yuan in rewards to a state-owned enterprise official or individual, even if he had saved tens of millions of dollars and created hundreds of millions of dollars in value.
Under Xiao Pang's praise, the leader's gaze, and Du Lijun's sharp eyes with a hint of red, Su Cheng smiled even more sincerely and humbly, with an air of "I'm a simple man, I'm low-key, I love my country and am dedicated to it".
On the other hand, the blond-haired Farell looked at Su City as if he had seen a fellow homosexual. This Chinese was really stupid to an excessive degree. If this were his invention, he would have made a fortune. Thinking of this, Farell suddenly didn't feel so depressed. It seemed that Chinese people didn't have the habit of applying for international patents. If he could... As he thought, Farell's face broke into a smile, looking at Su City with deep meaning.
Su Cheng flashed a set of white teeth and returned a smile, as lovely as a sheep.
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