Scarface immediately cursed: "You're the fucking idiot, I'm joining in too!"
Fang Zhiyi took a deep breath: "One month, a finished product in one month." Both sides looked at him with hope. They had never heard of such a grand blueprint being drawn up, and what they saw before them was already the appearance of their own achievements.
When Fang Zhiyi arrived in the small county, the electromechanical factory had already begun to reform, and the previous myth of the iron rice bowl was completely shattered. The salesmen of the electromechanical factory were looking for sales channels or collecting debts everywhere. Lin Jianguo, the factory director, had white hair. The electromechanical factory needed to transform, otherwise it would lay off employees like the battery factory.
The business of hand-cranked generators had slackened, the market in surrounding counties was already saturated, and imitation products began to appear. Fang Zhiyi's return gave the people in the small workshop a boost of energy.
Fang Zhiyi, dressed neatly, appeared at the electromechanical factory again. Looking at Lin Jianguo, whose hair had turned white with worry, Fang Zhiyi told him the purpose of his visit.
"You started a company? Rhubarb Rice Company? It looks like a grain seller." Lin Jianguo still had the mind to joke.
Fang Zhiyi handed over a stack of information: "This is my research data and ideas, Uncle Lin, please take a look."
Lin Jianguo took it, opened it and started reading. He was a little perfunctory at first, but the more he read, the more interested he became.
"We do have an injection molding machine factory, and we can also make small tape drive devices. The only thing we haven't made is the circuit board for reading and writing tapes." Lin Jianguo said as he looked at it.
Fang Zhiyi smiled and said, "That's not a problem. I've already solved the problem with the circuit board."
Lin Jianguo looked up when he heard this: "Do you have this kind of technology?"
Fang Zhiyi spread his hands and said, "I went to Guangzhou and negotiated with the supplier."
Lin Jianguo nodded and continued to read. The craze for learning English was on the rise, and repeaters were a very novel product sold to students. If one bought an imported tape recorder, it would be very expensive and inconvenient to carry. There was an extreme shortage of electronic products for learning in the market.
When the lights came on, Lin Jianguo closed the documents and looked at Fang Zhiyi deeply.
"If the project fails, I will bear half of the loss." Fang Zhiyi said it lightly. Although he did not have that much money, he acted like a millionaire.
Lin Jianguo suddenly laughed.
"When I first met you, I never thought there would be a day like this."
The factory manager called a meeting of cadres to focus on discussing the transformation plan for the "tertiary industry". Those who were originally skeptical shut up when they saw the first product Fang Zhiyi was holding.
On the day the repeater came out, Xiao Hei told Fang Zhiyi that the third son, Fang Mingrui, was caught stealing public property. Because he was still a few months away from turning 16, he was put in a juvenile detention center. Fang Li was extremely anxious, but his father and the second son reacted very indifferently, and even mocked him a few times. So Fang Li and his father started fighting again, but Fang Li then called his brothers over, and his father also became much more honest. The bad thing was that all Fang Li's money was given to Fang Zhiyi's slacker uncle.
The second son is becoming more and more listless day by day, just like Fang Zhiyi in the past. He goes to work at dawn and has to do other things after dinner at the Fang family's house.
"The original owner is used to it, that's nothing. But it's Fang Haoran. He has seen the light, and this is the best revenge." Fang Zhiyi smiled like a successful conspirator.
Just as he thought, this selfish vampire family could be divided with money. Due to the imbalance of interests, they would kill themselves. But it was not enough, and their retribution was still a long way to go.
The workers who used to work in the small workshop now worked honestly for Fang Zhiyi. Coupled with the English practice tapes or tapes of Hong Kong and Taiwan singers sold in Guangzhou, there was a buying frenzy for repeaters. The gate of the electromechanical factory, which was once deserted, was now filled with queues of cars and dealers every day.
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