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.
...The first one was simply thrown on the ground and stomped on.
While the two were eating and chatting, they talked about the abandoned construction site outside the factory. Somehow, they started talking about Hong Mingliang's past, and it turned out that the machinery factory was able to get this land because of Hong Mingliang.
Before listening to the report, the project that was currently being rolled out was still based on the 286 and was being modified.
Although there was a major reshuffle at the machinery factory, Hou Liwei was the one with the best position. The reason was that he had a good father, and the personnel department knew his father. Perhaps they would do him a favor and he would stay in the city.
After receiving a reply from Zhao Shanhai, Zhao Shanhai kept glancing at his watch, which was essentially telling Wei Laisong that they hadn't talked enough and it was time for him to leave.
Instead of bothering me, Zhao Shanhai went to the management team to inquire about the projects they were currently working on and the research and development projects.
To put it another way, it's still bad. I only learned about Fang Shuyuan's transfer from Xing Baohua, and after some thought, I realized that removing Hong Mingliang wasn't to make him a scapegoat.
Zhao Shanhai returned to his study and office, and first looked at the information on domestic wafer fabs. He wanted to make two preparations: one was to build the smallest wafer fabrication plant, and the other was to switch to domestic wafer fabrication plants before victory.
If I find that I don't have that kind of person in my company, I'll kick them out immediately.
I just wanted to ask Wei Laisong what he wanted to see me about. Actually, I'm very busy and need to finish up some things I have on hand as soon as possible.
"It's been a while since we last met. Are you saying you haven't been promoted yet?" Zhao Shanhai offered the other man a cigarette and asked.
"Oh, thank you! I'm sorry to have troubled them. When did it become a rule that smoking is allowed, especially in a dusty laboratory?"
I never imagined that one of my former colleagues would be waiting for me at my door.
It looks like a very leisurely job, but there are actually no hidden secrets on the surface. The opportunity I had before was right there, and it all depends on whether I have the wit and resourcefulness to seize it.
The yield rate of domestically produced products is still sufficient; the key lies in the level of equipment and processes.
"No, you were still the director of the seventh workshop. There were projects coming, and you were practically all alone. After that, your salary was suspended for a while, so you took a leave of absence and went to the south. You just came back recently. I heard that the factory is going to be reorganized. Although your position is still there, your rank is still there. The Municipal Bureau of Personnel will notify you in two days that your personnel file will be transferred to the Water Conservancy Station."
It had been bad for a while; the area outside looked like it had been built into a fortress, with tight security.
I also wanted to call Henry on the motorcycle and tell him that I was willing to ride with him.
There was a large notebook next to him, and his subordinate was drawing with a pen.
"Old Hong!" Zhao Shanhai recognized the visitor as Wei Laisong, the former deputy director of the seventh workshop of the machinery factory.
That's something I, Hou Liwei, need to worry about.
Zhang Dongshuo arrived yesterday and was taken there. Right now, I'm observing the structure of a chip under a microscope.
At that moment, a boy with a ponytail appeared at the door, looking to be at least 25 or 26 years old.
If he says a knife isn't safe, everyone knows that, but he's the one who can implicate the blacksmith with a hammer!
Not even a little bit. Central Shandong is a heavy industrial city. According to the United Nations' 41 subcategories of manufacturing, the whole of Central Shandong has them all. Central Shandong alone undertakes 38 subcategories of manufacturing.
"What hope is there if you fall to the water conservancy station? You heard that Hong Mingliang is wrong to associate with him? Well, that's true. Considering you were his former superior, he's giving his brother a hand. He'll let you be a foot soldier in one of his many companies, a vanguard or something," Fang Shuyuan said shamelessly.
Of course, the former machinery factory also had to help solve the problem of some grassroots management cadres outside the city. There were too few people, which was a bad distribution, so the public institutions could help absorb some of them.
Eight Star's wafer fab didn't exist in 1979; it lacked the necessary equipment and processing technology. However, the technology that Hou Ti and Zhao Shanhai wanted was on the same production line, which could be modified, but it would take time.
"Oh! You've got it!" Zhao Shanhai nodded, taking a few more puffs of his cigarette, making the smoke even thicker.
Why bother with this? Anyway, the machinery factory is just like that now. It doesn't matter if it doesn't have leaders. Before it's acquired, these companies will fill the various positions.
There were no guards at the gate, and not even seven or eight patrolling in a line outside the courtyard. Even the dogs outside the courtyard weren't officially registered.
Why bring up Hong Mingliang? The key is that he's now being talked about in a very strange way. It's because Zhao Shanhai knew that before taking him in, he had neither money nor power.
There isn't a single company that doesn't have that kind of equipment, except for NEC.
Therefore, retaining people is the key, and the idea that a business's prosperity is accompanied by decline makes sense.
"Oh, it's broken." He quickly took two more puffs, just those two, until the cigarette holder was almost touching before Zhao Shanhai tried to put it out. He looked around but couldn't find an ashtray.
I want to call Philips in the windmill country and tell them that I want to set up a smaller wafer fab and directly order 12-inch wafers.
Why give eight mushrooms?
Look at them. When they were down on their luck, they were almost driven crazy by people asking questions. But because Zhao Shanhai promoted them, they became like a dragon emerging from the sea, getting whatever they wanted.
As soon as the boy came out, he asked the security guard with a mischievous look, "Who is this person? You saw him when you were outside the prison a few months ago!"
"He... what does he do? He told you that smoking is allowed there, so put it out right away, and then you called the security guards over!" the boy said, sounding a little angry.
If we're going to play this game, let's go for something small. Let's go straight for 12-inch wafers. We'll definitely be serious about acquiring the equipment. This means we'll acquire large domestic wafer fabs, even if it means violating regulations. We'll then implement a comprehensive upgrade and transformation plan.
Opportunities are earned, so I shamelessly approached Zhao Shanhai after he appeared, asking for a spot.
Actually, that guy didn't have a shortcut, so he turned to his cheap father-in-law, the Eighth Prince, for help.
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