Anyway, I connected the prototype to the big screen:
"To be precise, it's not a real computer, it's just a feature phone. Its features include fast boot-up, waterproofing, shockproofing, superb networking capabilities, and powerful functions..."
For a full three hours, I not only introduced the functions of the computer, but also answered their questions on issues such as system security, smooth operation, and communication in special environments.
When I came out of the conference room, it was already past one in the afternoon and I was starving.
The most uncomfortable thing was that the corridor was full of people, some in suits, some in military uniforms, and some in police uniforms.
They were standing like iron towers, making it impossible for me to sit down.
There was a soldier next to me with a holster on his waist. I squinted my eyes and really saw the black gun handle.
Holy shit! Don’t these guys all have guns?
Those wearing police uniforms also have holsters, and even those wearing suits have bulges under their armpits.
Now I'm even more nervous. Who can afford armed bodyguards and guards?
I didn't say anything wrong just now, did I?
"Click!" The door suddenly opened and I was so scared that I almost fell to the ground.
Okay! Hunger also has something to do with it.
"Zheng Yang!" Director Fang shouted.
"Here!" I was nervous.
"Come on! Tell me about that individual terminal you told me about last time."
"Ah? Still talking?"
Could I refuse? I was already so hungry I could barely stand, and knowing there were a bunch of big shots sitting inside, how could I possibly hold on?
"What's wrong?" Director Fang left the meeting room.
I grabbed Director Fang's arm and said, "Why didn't you tell me that those were high-ranking officials? Look at them, they're all bodyguards with real guns."
Director Fang smiled and said, "I don't think it's a big deal! Our jobs are just different, there's no hierarchy. Just treat them as ordinary old men and women."
I don't believe you at all. There is no hierarchy. Why do they have bodyguards while I'm just an old man?
"I'm really too hungry to bear it. Can you let me wait a little longer?"
"Look at my brain. I forget about this as soon as I get busy. So, can you sit down and talk about it? Hang on!"
"Sit, sit? Okay?"
On par with those big guys?
"Why not? Come on! Just tell me what you think."
OK! Now I know why the conference room is so dark.
Those people in there are all the ones who often appear on the news broadcast. If I saw them for the first time, I would definitely not be able to speak clearly.
I gritted my teeth and followed Director Fang into the meeting room again.
Director Fang smiled and said, "Leaders! I forgot we missed dinner. Zheng Yang is also very hungry, so let him sit down and talk."
"No problem! I have some chocolate here. Eat some first and we'll talk."
It was the kind voice of an old lady, and it sounded like Cheng Junlin to me.
Director Fang really went to get the chocolate.
Someone on the other side said, "Eat, kid. We old guys have slow metabolisms, and it's really hard for you."
I nodded stiffly towards the darkness below and ate a large piece of chocolate in a few bites.
I have to eat, I can hardly sit still.
After a pause, I began to speak: "My inspiration comes from Director Fang's words, which is to convey the order to every soldier..."
Another hour passed before I finished speaking and they started asking questions.
This time it was better. Halfway through the questioning, someone brought me something to eat. I ate while they asked, and answered after they were done.
The chocolates, biscuits, candies, etc. they gave me were all packaged without any brand names. It just said: "Specially supplied."
And cigarettes and tea!
I didn't touch these two things, but I took them both with me when I left.
These are given by others out of kindness, I can’t let people think that I look down on them, right?
This time I returned to the deputy director's office, and soon the deputy director and Director Fang came back.
The two of them were like they had won the special prize:
"Zheng Yang! It's done! The leader has personally approved it. This time, we'll start with a mass production of 30,000 marching computers. The individual soldier terminals project will be immediately launched, and you'll be in charge."
Is that it? I don't know who the big boss they were talking about is, but the decision to approve the project was made on the spot, which is quite significant.
"Well, who should we ask to make the marching computers?"
The two were stunned by my question, and the deputy director asked, "Are you looking for a place?"
Holy shit! Are you so generous?
Director Fang continued, "Let's set a theoretical cost price, as long as it doesn't exceed it."
Don't we need to hold a meeting to discuss this price? When our city does a major cleanup, it requires bidding.
"According to the craftsmanship of this computer, the theoretical price cannot be higher than 150,000."
Holy shit! Thank goodness I didn't have anything in my mouth! Otherwise, it would have come out.
Even though I have to pay Qian Zhong 500,000 yuan to make this machine, that's because we only need to make one and then mass-produce it, so the price will go down.
The motherboard, memory stick, hard drive, CPU and other items inside cost no more than 8,000 yuan, and the rest are even less valuable.
The screen of the stick is the most expensive, and the maximum price is 3,000 yuan.
So the cost of a machine is only about 11,000 or 12,000 yuan.
Adding in the labor and transportation costs, even if I pay 15,000 for one, it's not worth 150,000, right?
"Leader! Is this price..."
Before I could finish, Director Fang said, "Fifteen thousand is fine! No higher."
These two are uncles!
"No, I mean..."
Before I could finish, the deputy director interrupted me: "Zheng Yang! There are some things! We should consider the country more. The standards we set also take into account market conditions.
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