"Engineer Gu said he wanted to find some chips on the market to make his own substrates for the modified CNC systems, but he was having trouble finding chips and some scarce electronic components."
Wan Feng was stunned. This news was like a thunderbolt on his forehead.
Although he knew that some of these people were into electronics, he never expected that there were some who could make their own substrates and modify the CNC systems.
Why are there pie falling from the sky again?
"Who is Mr. Gu?"
A slightly shy man in his thirties appeared in front of Wan Feng. He wore glasses with very thick lenses and was very gentle and refined.
Wan Feng was a little confused, as if he didn't recognize him and had never seen him before.
"Gu Hongzhong, this person just came in June this year. He was recruited by Engineer Lu." Li Da introduced him.
Wan Feng quickly extended his hand. "I was wondering why you looked so unfamiliar. Hello, hello! Welcome to our Nanwan factory."
Gu Hongzhong actually blushed. Why are you blushing when shaking hands?
"Mr. Gu! Have you ever studied computers?"
Gu Hongzhong shook his head.
Wan Feng felt disappointed.
However, it was simply unrealistic to find a computer engineer in China in 1987.
"Engineer Gu, how can you modify this Maozi control system into a system that we can use for production?"
When talking about work, Gu Hongzhong is no longer shy.
"Boss Wan, I can modify this. I can make anything that's made of electronic components. I've been interested in radios and other electronic components since I was a kid. When I was thirteen, I made a radio myself and sold it."
Genius! Assuming this guy is thirty this year, when he was thirteen years old, it was 1970.
He was able to make a radio in 1970. He must be a genius or something.
The key is that he sold it!
"Where did you find the parts at that time?" Wan Feng asked casually.
"I found it in a junk pile."
This time Wan Feng was completely speechless. This guy made a radio out of the scraps he picked up from the pile of junk, and there was even a buyer.
Are you sure this isn't some made-up plot from that novel?
If it's true, then if you give him a stick, would he dare to act like Sun Wukong?
"This is a true story. I can testify that I was the buyer and I gave him two dollars at the time." A craftsman named Lu Chaoxian claimed the title of the sucker.
He was the one who recruited Gu Hongzhong.
Wan Feng was speechless again. "Engineer Lu, even though they assembled this from original parts picked out of the garbage dump, you only gave them two dollars? That's really unkind of you. After all, it's still a radio."
"Hehe, he was just a kid back then, so it's a waste not to lie. Oh no no, he was so happy that his nose was running."
What kind of people are these? The deceiver is so proud of himself, and the deceived is so happy.
"If I find some chips and some electronic components, are you sure you can make the CNC system for these machine tools?"
Gu Hongzhong nodded seriously: "About the same."
Wan Feng stood up immediately. "Wait for my good news. I guarantee you'll be satisfied within two weeks. If you can resolve this, I'll give you a large bonus at the end of the year."
This is a sign of making a fortune.
After saying that, Wan Feng turned around and ran out of the workshop, ran into the office and picked up the phone.
"Uncle, where is that phone book? Find Zhang Shiqian's phone number for me."
Zhu Yong was stunned for a moment: "Are you looking for Zhang Shiqian?"
"Yes!"
"He's outside. He just came in and scolded you."
The phone in Wan Feng's hand fell onto the table with a thud.
How come someone stuffed a pillow under his head the moment I closed my eyes?
"Ah! He's here? He scolded me! The old fellow is so bold! He actually dared to scold me! Where is he?"
Zhu Yong stuck his head out the window and looked at a car waiting to be loaded at the warehouse door.
"Isn't that in the driver's compartment of that car?"
The next second Wan Feng rushed out.
After returning from Heihe, Zhang Shiqian did not go back to Dongguang first, but ran to Wahou instead.
The main purpose was to understand the situation of his motorcycle fleet, and then prepare to follow the fleet back to Dongguan.
Although you can make a lot of money in Longjiang, that is only temporary and long-term business still needs to be done.
This guy was chatting with the driver when he looked up and saw Wan Feng coming out of the office. He immediately opened the car door and went out.
"You little bastard, when you left Heihe, couldn't you have waited for me to leave together? You made me come back alone."
It turns out that this guy scolded him because of this.
"Waiting for you to go together? Why? You're the only one who doesn't know me. You're trying to cheat me out of paying for a plane ticket? No way!"
"Fuck! You're such a big boss, and you're still calculating just a few hundred bucks?"
"Haha, you have little money, so why are you calculating?"
"Damn it, why do I have to have a collaborator like you? It's my bad luck." Zhang Shiqian muttered.
"Aren't you going back to Dongguang?"
"What are you going to do now?" Zhang Shiqian looked at Wan Feng warily.
"Look at you, you look so ugly. Why didn't I pay you for what you did? You should be more open when doing business in the Northeast. Don't embarrass yourself by showing off your petty Southern mentality, okay?"
"You are discriminating against us southerners. How can I be petty?"
"Do I really want to discriminate against you? Go back and buy me some things."
"Wait a minute, I'll get a pen and a notebook, otherwise I won't be able to stop thinking."
Zhang Shiqian pulled out a small notebook and pen from his pocket: "Read it!"
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