Time flies, and it was January 1978. During this time, Ning Xiaowei had already confirmed her pregnancy through examination.
As she expected, even her family members were overjoyed when they heard the news, let alone outsiders.
But Ning Xiaowei has already gotten used to it. Let her laugh! What's a little grievance for her daughter?
Meanwhile, the Sun family has more to celebrate than just this. First, Sun Shujie took the college entrance examination last month and has already received his admission notice.
Coincidentally, he was also admitted to Tsinghua University this time, majoring in Electronic Science and Technology.
In addition, Sun Zhengdong's daughter, Sun Shuxuan, lived up to expectations and was admitted to a teachers' college.
Sun Dahe was overjoyed at the time, as his family had finally produced a top student. He even held a celebration banquet in his courtyard.
You can imagine how happy he was.
That day, inside the new factory building of the research institute's branch plant, a group of technicians were installing and debugging a new production line. Problems kept occurring, which drew a barrage of curses from everyone.
"Damn it, those Japanese devils are scoundrels. This part is obviously a shoddy substitute. I think they're just trying to rip us off. Don't they have any conscience at all?"
"Isn't that obvious? Do you think animals have any conscience? Just leave that part there for now, the director will figure something out later."
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Just as the technicians were still cursing, Sun Zhengguo and several factory leaders walked into the workshop.
They ignored the insults and only checked the installation progress from time to time.
Zhou Weimin then asked, "Director, what should we do with these substandard parts?"
"Don't worry, we'll move it to the lab later, redesign it, and have the experienced workers produce it. I guarantee it will be even better than the original. They can dream of making money off us with this!"
Sun Zhengguo casually picked up a substandard product, glanced at it carefully, and then threw it on the ground, completely disregarding it.
Actually, importing Xiao Rizi's color TV production line this time was something that was expected.
After all, the technology is there, and it's very cheap, so you can't help but buy it.
It's just that this life is disgusting; they always like to tamper with crucial parts, making things break before you even use them, in order to make more money.
But can Sun Zhengguo indulge it? We'll do it ourselves and have plenty to eat and wear.
After looking around, the group went to the pager production workshop, where mass production had already begun.
Sun Zhengguo glanced at it casually for a few moments before starting to check the production figures.
"Weimin, what's the current production volume of pagers? And how much inventory do you have?"
"Director, the workers are still a bit inexperienced. The output is about four or five hundred units a day, but it should gradually increase in the future. The inventory is about ten thousand units."
"I see!"
Sun Zhengguo stopped and pondered for a moment before finally deciding to invest 10,000 units to test the waters in the market.
"Weimin, prepare 10,000 units in stock. I will arrange for someone to deliver them in a couple of days. Also, production needs to be expedited, lest we run out of stock again."
“No problem.” Zhou Weimin appeared very calm.
Keep in mind that this is just his normal production model. If it really sells well, he can work overtime to produce more soldiers.
Even if things go wrong, there's still the southern branch factory to fall back on! What's he afraid of?
The group then went to the game console workshop, where the game consoles were in trial production and the main screens were temporarily provided by Jinling Antenna Power Plant.
"Weimin, how's the yield here? How's the quality?"
"Director, the game consoles have just started production, and we can produce about three hundred units per day."
Upon hearing this number, Sun Zhengguo couldn't help but shake his head.
“This won’t do. Time waits for no one. We must speed things up. We need to get the other workshop up and running as soon as possible and get the workers started.”
"Yes, Director."
After visiting several new workshops, Sun Zhengguo returned to the research institute, intending to first work out those parts.
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A week later, the first batch of pagers arrived on Hong Kong Island.
That evening, TVB began broadcasting advertisements, while outdoor advertising and various leaflets were also being distributed.
Because pagers were a new invention, the streets were filled with people discussing them.
"What? This pager is so convenient, it's said that you can get someone out of jail with just one phone call, is that true?"
"It should be real. This is a product of the Huo family, how could it be fake?"
"Do you know how much one costs? If it's not expensive, I'm thinking of buying one."
"Who knows? You'll find out when it goes on sale in three days."
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And so, after three days of promotion and generating enough buzz, all six stores on Hong Kong Island opened for business at the same time.
Store in Tsim Sha Tsui.
Some customers lined up before dawn and have finally gotten their turn.
However, when the first customer ran into the store to inquire, he was doused with a bucket of cold water.
"What are you talking about? HK$1698 a unit? Why don't you just rob me?! You bastard! Eat shit!"
"I'm sorry, sir, pagers are high-tech products, and this price is very reasonable. Please don't make trouble, otherwise you won't be able to withstand the wrath of the Huo family."
The saleswoman was neither servile nor arrogant, and she won people over with her virtue.
The customer, who was spewing profanities, was so frightened that he turned and ran away, drawing laughter from the other customers.
Although the first customer was scared away, there are plenty of wealthy people on Hong Kong Island! One more won't make a difference.
Then many customers surrounded him to ask questions, such as how far the pager could travel and how much the monthly fee was. After understanding the situation, some people couldn't wait to place an order.
"Miss, I want to buy a pager, and also pay for a year's service fee."
"Okay, sir. A pager costs HK$1698, plus an annual service fee of HK$1800, totaling HK$3498. Would you like to pay in cash or by card?"
"Swipe your card."
The customer was very generous; with a wave of his hand, he handed over a bank card, drawing gasps from the crowd.
The sales clerk respectfully accepted the bank card and then began processing the various formalities.
Soon, the first pager was connected to the internet. The customer was still not sure, so he used the store's phone to test it himself.
"Beep beep beep beep beep..."
"It's ringing! Everyone listen, it's ringing!"
"Huh? It really made a sound."
"It's exactly the same as in the advertisement. I'll get one too, and I'll pay for a year."
With the first person's success, everyone rushed forward to buy, and the sales staff became busy.
Similar situations to those at the Tsim Sha Tsui store are also occurring frequently at the other five stores.
In less than a morning, all 300 pagers in the stores were sold out.
And perhaps influenced by the first customer, all the customers who bought pagers paid a year's service fee.
Therefore, the sales revenue for the morning reached nearly HK$6.3 million.
"Manager, we're out of stock, and the customers are getting angry. What should we do?"
A salesperson rushed to report to the store manager, but the manager had no stock on hand. What could she do?
In the end, the store manager had to personally step in to calm the customers down before urgently contacting the head office to urge them to ship the goods.
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