From factory girl to factory director, Chen Lanjun lived a very exciting life.
She only had two regrets: not going to university and not enjoying life.
Dying from overwork, she reopened...
Chapter 132
Is Pengda so rich?
Chen Lanjun fiddled with the keyboard and mouse, marveling at it.
Personal computers these days are very rare, look very simple, and have display screens thicker than bricks.
Seeing her touching around with great interest, Yin Yu curled her lips. Although this student was half obsessed with money, she still had some enthusiasm for the electronics major she was studying.
Putting aside her multitasking, Yin Yu actually likes Chen Lanjun as a student. She is smart, enthusiastic, and has many ideas, especially her bold imagination and insights into the specific forms of electronic products that can be produced. This is also one of the reasons why Yin Yu spoke up for her when she heard that she was applying for Pengda's recruitment.
Just as I was feeling relieved, I saw this person finish touching the computer and said with a sigh: "It's still very backward."
These are new personal computers that we spent a lot of effort and money to bring back from abroad, but they are evaluated as "very backward"?
Yin Yu was speechless for a moment, and unconsciously crossed his arms, looking at her sideways: "Oh, what do you think?"
"It's OK that the computer is too thick and ugly due to hardware issues," Chen Lanjun said, "but the user experience is really not very good."
When the computer is turned on, the interface that appears is a string of English letters. It is fine for professionals, but it is definitely troublesome for ordinary people. They can't understand it and don't know how to operate it.
She expressed her thoughts, and Yin Yu roughly understood: "You mean, this kind of computer should be easy for ordinary users to use?"
"Of course," Chen Lanjun said, "After all, it is a home computer, and it is targeted at home users, so the simpler the operation, the better, and the more convenient it is, the better."
Yin Yu nodded: "That's true. The more convenient and easier it is to use, the more people will be willing to buy it. I believe you must have some ideas on how to expand the consumer base."
She took a few steps closer and said earnestly, "Pengda's various research projects have just started. If you are interested, you can take a look and make some suggestions."
Chen Lanjun thought about it and understood. She said that Yin Yu and Director Cai recommended her to the school and were very easy to talk to. The work assignments were relatively light, which was just to make it easier for her to slack off. So this was the reason.
The Pengda School of Electronics is currently in its early stages and has many topics it wants to research.
However, scientific research is a huge money-eating beast. Even with the selfless efforts of researchers, it still takes money to produce results, especially in the electronics industry, where most of the chips are currently imported.
Although Pengda is located in a special zone and has a lot of money, its rules are different from other universities that rely purely on grants. Some of the research funds need to be raised by the research group themselves, which is a bit like a market economy.
To raise research funds, the quickest and most convenient way is to sell the research results or find interested businessmen to invest. The previous "sports power" is an example. The researcher was about to suspend the research because of lack of money. He couldn't find any funding. However, Zhengmei Company and the Fourth Food Factory intervened to act as the God of Wealth and gave sufficient research funds. The formula research was able to continue and the results were quickly produced within a year. It is said that the researcher was also very proud and was promoted.
It was obvious that Yin Yu knew the whole story, although he might not know the details, but he had a full understanding that Chen Lanjun could make money.
Chen Lanjun glanced at Yin Yu, who still had the elegant expression of a standard scholar.
Looking at the man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, he also has his own ideas in mind.
Although this teacher is devoted to learning, he is not completely ignorant of economics and common things, otherwise he would not be standing here.
But Chen Lanjun did not feel indignant. Being used showed that she had the ability to be used. And from another perspective, this was equivalent to her having the priority to select projects from the Pengda School of Electronics. If she could grasp it, she would definitely not suffer any loss.
Since both sides can benefit, there is nothing to worry about.
Within a minute or two, Chen Lanjun figured it out and said with a smile: "I am a junior in the scientific research community and I don't have much talent, but I can come up with some new ideas on how to transform technology into products. I think this should be helpful in promoting the integration of industry, academia and research."
"Integration of industry, academia and research?" This novel term surprised Yin Yu. "Your term is quite accurate. Indeed, it would be best if the three can complement each other."
Seeing that she was not disgusted, Yin Yu took out a document from the locked desk in the laboratory and handed it to her: "These are some of the projects that have achieved results in our institute. You can take a look."
Since this task was given to her, Yin Yu and Secretary Cai deliberately relaxed the standards for other work.
Apart from attending night school two days a week and learning some necessary teaching skills from Yin Yu, Chen Lanjun's workday is quite relaxed.
She doesn't even have to clock in! Like other units, she writes her name in the sign-in book when she arrives and writes another name when she leaves. Anyway, she can just be there when she has something important to do.
At night school, she was an English teacher. Secretary Cai explained: "The Department of Electronics involves programming. If you want to learn English, you are like a preparatory teacher for your classmates. This is very necessary!"
This sentence was very fluent, as if it had been explained many times. Chen Lanjun suspected that this was how Secretary Cai distinguished himself from the English Department.
Another teacher in the staff room quietly told Chen Lanjun that it was because the electronics department could not recruit enough students, after all, people's understanding and acceptance of computers were not high. However, the tuition paid by the night school students was also one of the sources of salary for the college teachers, so they had to run it, so they set up an English class for the electronics department as a roundabout way to save the country.
Only then did people successfully sign up. People in the Special Administrative Region are extremely pragmatic. If it is helpful for work, they are willing to learn it. If not, then forget it for the time being, after all, it costs money and time.
Now, with the word "English" involved, the night school of the School of Electronics has finally started smoothly.
On the first day of class, Chen Lanjun arrived at the campus an hour early. She had a new bicycle and rode all the way from her parents' home to school, which she felt was more than enough.
When she arrived at school, she pushed her bicycle and stared at the crowded bicycles and cars parked downstairs of the teaching building.
Wow, there are so many means of transportation, they are piled up all over the place outside the classroom.
There are still a lot of students coming to night university.
Chen Lanjun walked into the classroom with the lesson plan in hand, and saw that the ages of the students were very different. Some were very young, looking only fifteen or sixteen years old, while others looked middle-aged. They were dressed differently, too, some looked like migrant workers, and some looked like junior cadres.
But the only thing in common is the passion for learning in their eyes.
Chen Lanjun cleared her throat and announced the start of class.
As a result, the classroom was filled with the same voice, loud and clear: "Hello, teacher."