Rebirth: Let's Talk About 1984

According to reports, this story begins at an entirely unscientific moment: Zhou Ziye, a designer who rose from creating counterfeit mobile phones, suddenly time-traveled back to the year 1984.

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Chapter 17 Planning

I can't let him meddle and tell other people that your recording equipment is no good, causing my sound system to be downgraded several levels.

"Should I set up my own recording studio to make test vinyl records and cassettes?" This idea kept nagging at Xing Baohua.

Selling equipment to the point of owning a recording studio requires a lot of money!

Sony, Panasonic, and Philips all have labs like that, but they have the money! Xing Baohua is struggling even with a chip. Where can he find replacement recording equipment? Even old equipment needs upgrading.

Even if he knew where the equipment was, he wouldn't have the money to buy it.

How can I make money quickly enough to open a factory? Even if it's just producing small items, at least I can generate some income to start further development.

He's still under considerable constraints; even if he were to venture into business now, he'd still be working for a private company. Go south and start his own business? After thinking about it, he decided against it. Reselling small items isn't his forte; he might easily be labeled a speculator.

He drifted off to sleep after thinking it over and over, and the next day, with a fried dough stick in his mouth, he went to the repair shop.

Liu Quan was always the first to arrive, and he would nod at Xing Baohua as a greeting.

Today's task is to decorate the exterior of the amplifier and speakers. Xu Shuai will be here soon; write down some materials and have him go to the warehouse to collect them.

These are not electronic materials. Paint, wood strips, and the like are readily available in the warehouse.

By the time Xu Shuai returned with the materials, almost half of the morning had passed.

He was still muttering curses under his breath: "Those guys in the warehouse are infuriating."

"What's wrong?" Liu Quan asked.

"I stood there for ages and no one showed me the order form. I called one person and they told me to wait, then another and they told me to wait. They just stood there talking and didn't even give me the materials." Frustrated, Xu Shuai put down the two small buckets of paint and a few wooden strips.

He took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and said, "Hua Zi, Quan Zi, from now on, when those guys from the warehouse come to repair appliances, don't give them any face. Let's see how long they keep blocking us."

"Alright, don't be angry, otherwise we wouldn't have so much free time!" Xing Baohua said, trying to comfort him.

At this time, they were unaware that in Luzhong City, two leaders had their positions changed under the supervision of the deputy minister of the provincial party committee's organization department.

One was promoted, and the other was transferred to a later position. The promoted leader previously oversaw several bureaus, including the Machinery Bureau.

Hou Baoguo, the deputy director of the Machinery Bureau, was promoted to the position of director before this leader was transferred.

The appointment has already been issued by the Municipal Party Committee's Organization Department. He came to the meeting today mainly to make an appearance and let more municipal leaders get to know him.

Congratulations were heard everywhere, and Hou Baoguo responded with a smile.

After the city-wide conference, I first went to report to the supervising leader. There were so many people, all queuing up. The newly appointed leader was transferred from a neighboring city. He didn't know any of the lower-level bureau-level cadres.

They all took the opportunity of reporting on their work to get to know each other.

Hou Baoguo waited a moment before being called in by the leader's secretary.

"Hello Mayor Wang, I am Hou Baoguo from the Machinery Bureau..." He gave a polite introduction as soon as he entered.

"I know you. Have a seat, there are cigarettes over there, help yourself." The city leader was very friendly, treating him like one of his own.

Hou Baoguo had just sat down when the city leader asked, "How much do you know about the Fourth Wireless Factory?"

The nature of the Fourth Wireless Factory has changed, and it has been placed under the management of the Machinery Bureau. Regardless of whether they were formerly deputy directors or are now directors, they must have a thorough understanding of the factories under their jurisdiction.

It's not like they're newly appointed and need time to get to know each other.

I spoke to the new leader for more than half an hour, especially since the Fourth Radio Factory was currently in a leaderless state with no one in charge of the work.

What he didn't know was that the machine factory next door had already poached all the capable people. Now only a few oddballs were left, including two who were missing limbs.

"Has your bureau studied the future plans for the Fourth Wireless Factory?" the leader asked.