What his father-in-law said made sense. Xing Baohua thought about it for a while and understood a little. Array antennas are designed for multiple terminals, high coverage, and multiple uses.

No one can give him an answer for now, unless he goes to the Northwest.

After finishing his meal, Xing Baohua returned to the hotel. He stopped rushing to find information and decided to put the matter aside for the time being.

Even when I lie down to sleep, my mind is still filled with thoughts of the ground, antennas, and satellite flight speed.

My brain is practically turning into a slurry, and it's almost become a mental illness.

Xing Baohua's deepest research focuses on ground-based base stations. The only connection he has to space is GPS chips, but those are all finished chips that can be used as antennas with a feeder and a connector.

The frequency is around 1200 MHz.

However, it uses a different frequency band than communication devices, and Xing Baohua didn't know anything about the transmitting antenna, since he had never actually seen one before.

Putting that aside for now, Xing Baohua already had a plan in mind: when he went to America, he would make a trip to the motorcycle region and get some information back.

After all, he's working on terminal equipment, and he needs those parameters to develop the equipment. Using that as a reason to ask for some data isn't unreasonable.

After getting a good night's sleep, when I went to the factory the next day, I was stopped at the office door by Old Kong, who was in charge of education.

He took Xing Baohua to his office first.

After sitting down, Lao Kong asked Xing Baohua, "Director Xing, you must support the Party's construction!"

"I support you! I wholeheartedly support you! What's wrong, are you having any difficulties? Didn't I tell you? If you encounter any problems, go to Director Liu!" Xing Baohua said.

"He can't make the decision, so he has to come to you! First, there's a lack of funds; second, there's a problem with not being able to get official vehicles. If it's for a meeting in the city or something, it'll be really troublesome."

"What other difficulties are there?" Xing Baohua looked at Lao Kong, his expression showing some impatience.

"Thirdly, I'd like to transfer a few staff members from the staff department to help form a team. As you can see, I'm the only one in the department, and I can't handle everything."

Faced with Lao Kong's request, Xing Baohua nodded and said, "These are all minor issues, can they all be resolved? But Lao Kong, you need to understand that whether it's funding, vehicles, or personnel, they are all on loan to you. The factory is the factory, and the Ministry of Knowledge is the Ministry of Knowledge; they are two different concepts, two different departments, and cannot be combined. Understand?"

"This won't do! Director Xing, according to the higher-ups' requirements, the knowledge department needs to go deep into the factory. This kind of division is not good," Old Kong said.

“You fundamentally don’t understand what kind of enterprise an electronics factory is, or what your responsibilities are here. You need to figure that out yourself. I have a Cadillac that I’m not using, which I can lend to you. You’ll have to return it when you have any reception duties.”

Just as a smile appeared on Lao Kong's face, Xing Baohua said again, "Since we're talking about two workplaces, I'll only lend you the car. You'll have to figure out the driver, gas, and maintenance yourself. Don't keep expecting the electronics factory to pay for anything."

"You!" Old Kong didn't like hearing the last sentence. He was about to retort.

Xing Baohua added, "Also, it's best to borrow people when they're off work or not, so as not to interfere with their work and earning money. Unless you organize people yourself and pay them salaries."

Also, don't nag me or anything like that. I've already done a great job to this extent. Don't try to label me with accusations of being unethical or anything like that. I don't buy into that.

I also have a lot of complaints about you, and if I'm targeting you, it's against you as a person.

After saying that, Xing Baohua stood up and walked out of her original office without looking back.

Xing Baohua was well aware that this person was secretly colluding with others, trying to use the union's recommendation to get himself into a high position.

His position as a knowledgeable official in the electronics factory did indeed attract many people to him.

Indeed, once this flag is raised, people will always flock to it, no matter what.

But so what? It's impossible to get into the upper echelons this way.

Unless you hold a factory job.

Xing Baohua will watch his performance first, and then disqualify him from recommending him because he did not enter the electronics factory's employee system.

Let him run wild for now, then he can personally recommend the old factory director to serve as the scribe. Even if the old factory director is too busy, isn't there still Secretary Huang from Shanggu Village?

In terms of knowledge and ability, which one is not better than Kong Xianling!

I went into the lab and worked until the afternoon. Dami came over with the phone and asked Xing Baohua to answer it.

When I answered the phone, it was my parents; they had already arrived at the Luzhong Railway Station.

Xing Baohua quickly said, "Why didn't you give me a heads-up? I'll send someone to pick you up now. You have a lot of stuff? No problem. Do you need a few trucks?"

They hung up the phone chatting and laughing. The secretary could handle this. The elderly couple should go home and rest. They were also told not to cook.

After get off work, he went home and took them out to eat.

My parents have been traveling for more than half a year. I guess they have a great time. They've visited every place and bought some local specialties. They've accumulated a lot of stuff, haven't they?

What Xing Baohua didn't expect was that there weren't many other local specialties, but there were plenty of pots and pans.

All kinds of them.

Copper, aluminum, iron, tin, ceramic.

When Xing Baohua got home, she was stunned to see the pile of pots and pans.

Did the old man acquire someone's pot factory, or did he become a salesman at someone else's pot factory?

Why get a bunch of these things?

Seeing her mother taking pots out of her travel bag again, Xing Baohua went up to her and asked, "Mom, why did you bring back so many pots? Where did you get them?"

"Bought it, to practice martial arts?"

"..." Xing Baohua was so surprised that she couldn't speak.

He asked again, "What's it for?"

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