He Shenglei's face was livid.
Even if he was a monk, he would be so angry to roll up his sleeves and hit someone after waiting in line for several days in the cold wind at five o 'clock in the morning.
The last one!
Five days of waiting in exchange for a difference of one step. He Shenglei not only wanted to hit someone, but also wanted to slap himself, to wake himself up as a big idiot.
Think about what he had done in the past five days.
The first thing he did when he got home after work was to sleep. He got up at four o 'clock in the morning, stood in the cold wind with bloodshot eyes and waited like a wooden man. He Shenglei wouldn't have been willing to stand for even a minute in the past.
All his entertainment time was deprived. He was late for work three times in the morning in five days, and his bonus for the month was deducted.
Was it worth it for a magic crystal phone? He Shenglei was a little confused at this moment. Could he still stand tomorrow?
No, today was the last day, and he had to return to his normal life.
He finally understood why there were people in front of him in the line who had been waiting for several days but gave up at the last moment. They had an epiphany, just like him now.
He Shenglei resisted the impulse to hit someone and chose to turn around and leave.
"Sir, come in and have a look." The waiter couldn't bear it and said, "Even if you don't want to see our products, you can come in and blow on the heater. Look at you, your nose is so cold …"
He Shenglei suddenly turned back, his eyes full of murderous intent.
…
One minute later, He Shenglei, whose body was very honest, could finally drink a cup of steaming hot water. He walked in the flagship store and didn't want to see the magic crystal phone at all, let alone the new products. He was afraid that his determination would be broken by the magic crystal phone placed in the display cabinet again.
More and more customers poured into Area A, so He Shenglei simply walked to Area B and then to Area C. Out of sight, out of mind.
This was the liquid printer area. Walking into area C, He Shenglei was immediately attracted by a suit placed in the glass display cabinet. According to the introduction, this suit was printed by an industrial liquid printer.
He Shenglei stared at the milky white battle suit that seemed to have come straight out of a sci-fi movie. His eyes were filled with amazement as he circled it for a long time.
From He Shenglei's professional point of view, it was not an exaggeration to say that this battle suit was a masterpiece. He Shenglei couldn't imagine what kind of industrial technology was used to produce the bionic muscle fibers on the outer layer of the suit.
But He Shenglei knew that it couldn't be a liquid print.
He Shenglei was a studio that focused on the design and production of PVC and resin models. Although there were only a dozen colleagues in the studio, it wasn't a large scale. However, [Hippo Studio] had pretty good figurine development skills. Three years ago, when Tencent Games made figurines of the 127 heroes in League of Legends, their studio received the development of two figurines.
The development cycle of a figurine model was about two months. Whether it was in terms of time or model quality, Hippo Studio was recognized by Tencent Games.
Not long ago, they received an order from [Descendants of the Stars Game Company] from South Korea, and it was a huge order for six figurines. As long as their figurines were recognized by the other party, their studio could count on these six figurines to live a good life in the following year and receive a huge bonus at the end of the year.
He Shenglei was the designer of the prototype and one of the key figures in the studio.
This was also the reason why He Shenglei dared to be late again and again. Now that it was clearly time to go to work, he was standing here in the air conditioning. Anyway, he was already late, so what was the difference between being early and being late?
Because of his professionalism, He Shenglei was certain that the muscle fibers of the battle suit in front of him couldn't have been printed by a liquid printer.
In He Shenglei's eyes, a 3D printer was a child's toy. Using it to print model parts, it was common for a tiger to be turned into a dog and a beautiful girl to be turned into a gorilla. Only by using both hands could one create a fine product bit by bit.
On the muscle fibers of the battle suit in front of him, he could clearly see a fiber line full of steel and toughness. These lines were orderly combined together to outline an amazing and perfect shape.
After thinking for a long time, He Shenglei guessed that it was a product engraved by a top-notch five-axis engraver. It could only be used as a display and did not have any possibility of mass production.
It was normal to print some parts with a liquid printer, then assemble them with beautiful add-ons and put them on display in the flagship store. Which company didn't have some eye-catching display products?
Besides, even if some parts of this battle suit were printed by a liquid printer, after hand-polishing and shaping, it would show a beautiful shape. But that was also an industrial version of a liquid printer. It couldn't be bought without at least ten million yuan. For example, He Shenglei originally saw the news saying that Hua Xia had a powder metal printer that could directly print airplane parts.
If he had the time to believe in this, it would be better to buy a domestic five-axis machine tool, and the processed parts would be equally good.
Thinking of this, He Shenglei was ready to leave.
He Shenglei cursed in his heart at the home version of the liquid printer in Area C that was priced at 9998 yuan. As for the material box next to it that was not much bigger than a brick and was priced at more than 800 yuan, He Shenglei didn't even have the mood to curse.
He Shenglei, who was in a bad mood, thought to himself, who would buy this kind of damn thing?
"Sir, sir?" When He Shenglei turned to leave, a receptionist trotted from behind. It was the bad guy who told him not long ago that the magic crystal mobile phones were sold out today.
"What?" He Shenglei snorted with his nostrils.
"I'm really sorry, sir. I remember seeing you in line a few days ago. It's so cold today, but you still missed a step with the magic crystal mobile phone. " The receptionist held a small box and smiled embarrassedly: "Do you need me to introduce the latest product of our store to you? I can give you a small gift of liquid printing material as our small apology. "
"I'm not going to buy it. Why are you introducing it to me?"
"Then I'll give you a small gift." The receptionist quickly handed over a small gift in a paper box.
"A small gift?" He Shenglei felt that giving him a magic crystal mobile phone for free was the only way to make up for the apology. However, for the sake of his sincerity, he reluctantly accepted the palm-sized paper box.
The box was very light, and it didn't seem to be a valuable item. But since the receptionist's attitude was so good, He Shenglei couldn't always put on a sour face.
So He Shenglei walked out and asked in a slightly milder tone. This kind of liquid printer cost more than 10,000 yuan, surely no one would buy it.
"There are not many customers at present." The receptionist was quite honest and smiled: "Because our liquid printer product has just been launched, and coincides with the launch of the magic crystal mobile phone. Sir, you also know that now customers only have magic crystal mobile phones in their eyes. "
"But the price of our liquid printer is really not high. 10,000 yuan is already very close to the cost price. We mainly rely on consumables to make money."
"If no one buys it, the consumables can't be sold." He Shenglei rolled his eyes and drank the last sip of water in the cup.
"There are still some." No matter how modest and warm the receptionist was, he couldn't hide it at this moment and showed a proud smile: "Our industrial version of the liquid printer is selling well. We don't focus on the home version of the liquid printer now because the orders for the industrial version can't be finished."
"I'm afraid the industrial version is worth tens of millions." He Shenglei questioned very tactfully for the sake of the small gift.
"You're talking about consumables. The machine costs 50 million yuan. I heard that there are hundreds of orders."
"…" He Shenglei quickly rushed ahead of the receptionist and opened the glass door of the flagship store.
He was afraid that if he stayed any longer, he would be blown away by the receptionist.
Ten minutes later, He Shenglei sat in his Buick SUV and casually opened the small gift from the receptionist. He found that there was a very small and beautiful cartoon chicken inside.
He squeezed it with his hand. The soft chicken could actually make a sound like the [Screaming Chicken].
Unlike the crying and howling of the [Screaming Chicken], the sound of this cute chicken was also very cute and cute.
"Is this liquid printer?" He Shenglei sneered and was about to study its material when the phone in his pocket rang.
"Where the hell are you?" His boss's roar came from the other end of the phone.
"I'm on the road. There's a traffic jam." He Shenglei laughed dryly, "I'll definitely be there in twenty minutes."
"Ten minutes, I'll only give you ten minutes!" The boss, who was always smiling, was inexplicably furious this time.
"The people from the Descendants of Stars company are here. Damn it, they made a surprise attack. I just received a call from them saying that they will come to our company in three hours to check the prototype."
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