Radios are cheap and there are too many manufacturers, while televisions have high requirements for screens, and Han Chudong doesn't know much about those aspects, so neither is suitable.

He wanted to sell computers like Steve Jobs did, but many parts were hard to find at the moment, and it would be too expensive to develop them on his own, and Han Chudong didn't have much money.

After much thought, it seems that this kind of tape player is more suitable for me, provided that the price can be lowered and I can learn from the research and development of the whole machine or some of its components.

This is just a preliminary entrepreneurial idea. The specific situation will be determined after it is broken down and studied.

Grandma went to buy groceries and the two of them went on the same way.

After observing the situation at home for a long time, I have some understanding of it.

For example, my grandmother’s family migrated to the United States more than a hundred years ago and she is considered a genuine Chinese in Chinatown.

I am not very literate, and like old man Han, my English is also quite poor. I have lived near Chinatown all my life, so I don't need to master English very well, I can just get by with Chinese.

She has no temper and is a typical gentle woman. She goes to the dry goods store to help almost every day, and also takes on some work like sewing toys and wrapping goods. She earns very little money.

Recently, there are a lot of steel wool balls, the kind used to wash pots, which can easily cut your hands if you are not careful.

Seeing the band-aids on the old woman's rough hands, Han Chudong said:

"I will just help out at the dry goods store and stop working outside. I can earn money on my own now. After a while, I will even stop running the dry goods store. I will play mahjong with people and chat with them, or just take a ride and have fun.

You do those odd jobs, and the profits go into other people's pockets. You can't make much money in a day, so why waste your time? They are smart. "

Han Chudong's grandmother's surname is Song, and her given name is Xiang. She started to have age spots and her hair turned white. Even after she dyed her hair black, the roots of the new hair remained white.

Although she is old, one can still vaguely tell from her face that she must have been very beautiful when she was young. It's a pity that she could not resist the ravages of time and has become old, but her back is still straight.

She probably sensed the concern, so she smiled happily and said, "Many people want to take the job but can't. If I don't do it, they won't look for me next time. Anyway, I have a lot of time and I'm just sitting there anyway. I keep losing when playing mahjong with others. It's better to make money than to lose money. My old waist can't stand sitting there all the time."

He strongly disagreed with her words. In Han Chudong's opinion, time became more precious as he got older. Spending several hours a day to earn only two or three dollars was not worth it no matter how he looked at it.

"If your waist isn't good, don't do those odd jobs. Just take a rest after finishing this batch of goods. You don't have to worry about my parents, and I don't have to worry about them either. Our family is not short of money."

"You have to pay a lot of money back to the bank every month, and you're getting married soon. You can't live with us after you get married. Houses outside of Chinatown are expensive, and money is scarce everywhere."

It seems that Old Lady Song is also worried.

Han Chudong didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She was clearly thinking about her, but how come her grandmother caught her and criticized her?

Judging from the current situation, her worries are normal given that she has neither a stable job nor money. It is said that children and grandchildren have their own blessings, but when Chinese people get older, they always think about their children and grandchildren. This has been the case since ancient times.

Holding a cassette player in his hand, he said as he walked, "I don't even have a girlfriend, so why would I get married so early? I want to live in Beverly Hills in Hollywood, or somewhere by the sea with a nice view. It would be best if it's a big house with a backyard where I can play golf. Grandma, you should just take a rest. I'll take care of the money."

"You're so grown up, but you still can't talk straight. Beverly Hills is where celebrities live, and you haven't learned Kung Fu. You should learn to walk first before you run."

"Well, the lesson is that being a celebrity doesn't necessarily mean you can make money. You won't find any celebrities on the top rich list..."

Because of different perspectives, it is difficult to reach a consensus on such topics.

Han Chudong's family members all had the same idea. They all hoped that he could learn a skill honestly. They didn't care about making a lot of money, as long as he could live a good life in the future.

Who doesn't want their children to be successful? But there are more elders who have seen through how hard it is to make money and how difficult life is. Since they dare not think about it, they simply don't think about it and think that being down-to-earth is the right way.

We separated after arriving at the repair shop.

Han Chudong entered the store alone carrying the tape player. Just as he opened the casing and discussed with Sun Laosan about checking for damages, Watermelon Head arrived first.

After throwing down a hundred-dollar bill in change, he said he had something else to do and rode his bike to work. He didn't give Han Chudong a chance to speak, probably because he was afraid that Han Chudong wouldn't want to accept it.

After a while, the young man named Liu Feng, who I met last night, also came over to get the money.

He stood at the door awkwardly, and his expression made me feel sorry for him.

Speaking of which, before Han Chudong graduated, he was considered one of the school's bullies.

He is a relatively honest person and doesn't bully anyone at will. But everyone knows the ability of his father Han Yiqiang, so no one is blind enough to bully him. He is the kind of person who can barely walk sideways.

This impression remained in Liu Feng's mind and has not changed until now. He was afraid that last night's words would be regarded as drunken talk and that he would easily turn against himself and deny them.

If that were the case, he would have no one to cry to. He was too timid to even have the confidence to say a few tough words.

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Right now.

Han Chudong looked at him, opened the drawer casually, and handed him several bundles of loose banknotes and coins.

I have a lot of change at home, including a lot of five-dollar and ten-dollar notes, and even more one-dollar bills, so I don't have to find someone to exchange them.

He said, "Count it yourself, two hundred and ninety-five dollars. Don't blame me for giving you this money. It will be used anyway."

Liu Feng was already satisfied with the money. He didn't care about the whole or small bills. He didn't even bother to count them in front of him. He took the black bag and looked inside. He asked politely, "Can this machine be repaired? If not, bring it back to the store and let my uncle send it to the original factory for a try? This is considered a purchase, so it should be repaired."

"Then leave me your phone number and I'll try it first. If it doesn't work, I'll get back to you."

Han Chudong didn't have 100% confidence that he could fix it. His master, Sun Laosan, even said that it was the first time he had seen this type of tape player. This shows that there were indeed very few tape players these days.

Because he doesn't understand it, even if someone brings this thing to him, Sun Laosan won't rashly start repairing it. Now he is using instruments to test it to find the problem.

Upon hearing this, Liu Feng wrote down a number on a piece of paper, a fixed landline number. Although Motorola announced that it had successfully developed a mobile phone, it had no plans to put it on the market in the short term and it would take several years before it would be available on the market.

"Okay, then I'll leave first?"

"Well, you go first." Han Chudong replied casually and continued to sit there studying the tape player of this era.

The problem has been found. There was a break somewhere, which happened to catch a component. After I bent it back and tried again, I could hear the sound of the Beatles' songs.

The sound quality is pretty good, better than the radio because you don't have to worry about signal issues and there isn't too much crackling noise.

It's not enough to just repair it, he is studying the operating principle and wondering if he can learn from it to manufacture this thing.

After considering it, I found that it should be successful, but if I really want to open my own factory, the cost will be very high. Because this product is too niche, many parts need to be specially customized from the manufacturer...