Reborn during the early days of China’s reform and opening, the narrator finds himself in the 1980s countryside. In this setting, the past is still a cold reference, yet it is also a fresh start....
Wan Feng felt that he needed to reflect.
Have you spread your business too wide?
Looking at the projects I’m currently running, it seems like quite a few of them are messy.
There are agricultural vehicles, motorcycles, and forklifts, and in the future there will also be trucks and cars.
Generally speaking, these are all cars, and they can be classified into one major category, which is considered a major item.
The battery is a small item.
Batteries can also be considered as part of the big item of automobiles. One reason is that cars need batteries, and the other is to prepare for future electric vehicles.
The garment factory basically belongs to my wife now.
This is considered as a part of the distribution.
As for the rest, whether it is the Daji dividend that is about to expire after the depression, the instant noodle factory shareholders, or the Shenzhen infrastructure that is about to start.
These are all in which I participate in the shareholding system and can be considered as my main business.
But what's with this computer? It doesn't seem to have anything to do with car manufacturing. At most, those production lines will be controlled by computers in the future.
Wan Feng also knew that he should concentrate on one field, otherwise he might end up being a jack of all trades.
But now that I've started, there's no way to stop. I've just gotta keep going.
Although Gu Hongzhong is an expert in hardware, this is completely different from making computer chips.
Wan Feng didn't think Gu Hongzhong could achieve much with his research.
The key to a chip is the micro-integrated circuit, which is integrated onto a silicon wafer...
Wan Feng felt that the hope of success was slim.
But then I thought, five hundred thousand is not a big sum anyway, so I let him go.
Just think of it as throwing it into the water to see the sound. At an annual increase of 200,0 ... at 500,000, the accumulated amount in ten or twenty years should be 10 or 20 million, which should be enough.
He can still afford this amount of money.
Fifty thousand dollars a year in research funding for computer research is not a lot, but it is not a small amount either.
Five hundred thousand at the end of 1988 was not a small amount of money.
Let Gu Hongzhong tinker with it first, just in case he's lucky enough to succeed.
Wan Feng did not pray that he could make a chip that surpassed IBM and Intel, as long as he could make it. Even if he could now make the MC chip and 8088 that were both produced in 1979, it would be a huge improvement.
This is not something that can be achieved overnight. If Gu Hongzhong wants to succeed in the computer chip industry, he can forget about it for at least ten or twenty years.
Wan Feng felt a headache for Gu Hongzhong when he thought about it, and of course he felt a headache too.
Of course, it would be great if Gu Hongzhong could succeed. Not only would he benefit, but the country would also enjoy the dividends, and in the future a large number of mobile phone manufacturers would also benefit.
At that time, could I walk at a 45-degree angle while looking at the sky?
No! Everyone who hits a tree has to pay!
Gu Hongzhong's chip issue gave Wan Feng a headache, but he also had news that would not give Wan Feng a headache.
The CNC program he and Qin Guanghui tinkered with was quite good. Last time it could only control a single machine tool, but now it can control those integrated workbenches.
For example, the ИC-800 drilling, boring and milling machining center runs smoothly using the program they designed.
With these lathes, the processing of engine bodies will definitely reach a new level and the defective rate will be greatly reduced.
The person controlling it can just input data into the console and then have a cup of tea and chat.
Qi Hong is not very interested in drinking tea and chatting. She probably learned to operate a CNC lathe to make it easier for her to knit sweaters for Chen Dao. Otherwise, why would she learn CNC?
"Mr. Gu, have you cleaned up your house?"
Only when I saw Qi Hongwanfeng did I remember Gu Hongzhong's house.
Gu Hongzhong also bought a house in Dongshan Community, but has not moved in yet.
Most of the people who bought the small buildings belonging to the Nanwan Factory have already moved in. I don’t know why Gu Hongzhong didn’t move in.
"I didn't have time to clean it up, so it kept getting delayed day by day. Then I saw it was already winter, so I decided to just get through the winter."
Considering how busy Gu Hongzhong is right now, does he really have no time to clean up?
Wan Feng didn't need to investigate whether Gu Hongzhong was busy or not. He could tell whether he was busy or not just by looking at the work he did.
While finishing the learning machine, he and Qin Guanghui also wrote the control program for the machine tool. While assembling and researching the computer, he also taught the students in the evening.
Wan Feng suspected that he didn't sleep more than six hours a night.
He doesn't have time to clean up, but I have time, so Wan Feng is going to take on the renovation of Gu Hongzhong's house.
At the beginning, I promised to give someone a house, but later because of the initiative of Chen Dao and others, these houses that were originally to be divided had to be bought by each person. Although it was only the cost price, it was still more than 5,000 yuan.
Wan Feng felt bad whenever he thought of this matter. Renovating Gu Hongzhong's house could be considered a form of compensation.
Do what you say. When you think of something, you have to make arrangements for it. If you don’t, you may forget it in two days.
Besides, he has to go to Shenzhen in a few days. If he doesn't make arrangements now, he may not have the chance to do it again.
Wan Feng hurriedly said goodbye to Gu Hongzhong and walked out of the factory.
Although Jiangwei has been engaged in large-scale construction in the past two years, it has not given rise to the decoration industry.
Whether you are building a house or buying a building, you can just paint the walls and that’s it. If you are in a better situation, you can just lay the floor and that’s considered a luxurious setting.
Not only was there no professional decoration team, but even the word "decoration" did not appear.
Strictly speaking, Wan Feng's own small building has not been renovated and has just been simply tidied up.
The main reason was that he was running around and had no time to take care of it.
It’s not a problem if you don’t have a professional decoration team, as long as you have a carpenter.
Wan Feng came to Wang He's house.
Wang He and his father were the only carpenters in Jiangwei Village before.
When Wan Feng arrived, the father and son were busy making a game console case for Xu Bin in the building.
The temperature in the house was very low, and even if a stove was lit in the middle of the floor, it didn't seem to increase the temperature in the house.
The father and son did nothing else this year except taking care of this for Xu Bin.
Wan Feng was a little skeptical whether they would do anything else now.
"Renovation? What kind of renovation?"
When Wang He heard Wan Feng asking him to decorate a house for Wan Feng, his face was full of confusion, just like a silly Husky looking at you affectionately.
Wan Feng is not sure when decoration became popular in the south, but it became popular in the north around 1992.
It used to be called cleaning the house.
"Come with me." Wan Feng didn't explain.
"Go with you? But I still have work to do for Xu Bin."
"Throw it away first. Do you plan to make game console cases for the rest of your life, or are you ready to continue living a muddled life like before?"
"I want to get rich, but I don't have the connections. If I can't do business, there's no point in starting a business. I can only make furniture or something like that."
"I'm going to show you a way, and it happens to be related to your line of work. Whether you do it or not is up to you. Pack your things and follow me."
"Where are you going?"
"Dongshan!"
Wang He thought about it, took off his work clothes, said something to his father, and followed Wan Feng out the door.