Just as Wan Feng was daydreaming, a question suddenly came down on his head like a bucket of ice water.
Gu Hongzhong had never used a computer, so how did he write those CNC programs into the control system?
"Brother Zhang! Find a way to buy me some computer books, starting with the basics. Things like C language, Best, anything related to computers, buy them all for me."
"Can you understand?"
"Just buy it if I tell you to. Why do you care whether I can understand it or not?"
Of course Wan Feng couldn't understand it, but it wasn't for him to read it. He brought back some books for Gu Hongzhong to study. Since this guy was an electronics fan, there was no reason for him not to become a computer fan.
As for whether he can learn Wan Feng, let’s not consider it. Even if he can learn the basics, can he teach others in the future?
It is not too late to start learning computers now, and you should be considered a pioneer. Some universities in China have only just started offering computer courses.
What if a master emerges?
Zhang Shiqian carefully wrote down Wan Feng's request in his notebook: "No more?"
Wan Feng thought about it seriously for a long time and said, "I guess they are out of stock. I must get these things to me before I go back to Heihe."
Zhang Shiqian put away the notebook and said, "Don't worry, I'll go back with the car right away. I promise to get it back to you in ten days or half a month."
Coincidentally, the car was also loaded at this time. Zhang Shiqian jumped into the car and said, "I'm leaving."
After watching the car drive away, Wan Feng looked at the time and saw that it was almost noon, so he stood in the yard waiting to get off work.
As soon as the bell rang for the end of get off work, Alexander gathered all the technicians from the Soviet Union and walked out of the yard happily.
They were naturally happy that the boss invited them to drink at noon today. In addition to being able to eat and drink for free, being invited to drink by the boss was a very face-saving thing.
You read that right. Alexander and these foreigners have lived in China for more than half a year. I don’t know if they have learned anything else, but they have already grasped the essence of the issue of face.
On the Chinese side, Li Da and Chen Dao must attend, and Chen Dao will be responsible for accompanying the guests with drinks. Li Da, as the production director, must also attend.
Zhu Yong was also present, a total of twelve people.
As I walked into the Hongying Hotel, the future proprietress Liang Hongying came up to me with a smile.
"Pick the best dishes and serve two tables, each with more than ten people. What about the Guang family?"
"I'm going home."
"That's saved."
"Wait until I call him."
Wan Feng rolled his eyes at Liang Hongying: "Can you do this? You're afraid that your man will suffer. This is your family, so be careful. I'll let him treat you."
"Then don't call him." Liang Hongying was very straightforward.
Wan Feng chose a private room on the second floor with two tables and asked everyone to sit down.
Wan Feng, Li Da, Zhu Yong, Alexander and two other Soviets sat at the same table. Wan Feng arranged for Chen Dao to sit at the same table with five other Soviets to drink with them.
"Alexander, what are you drinking?"
"Double ditch!"
Drink Shuanggou? Why did they change the brand?
The restaurant chef was very fast at cooking and started serving the dishes in a short while. The first dish was braised prawns in oil.
These shrimps are farmed shrimps produced by the Black Reef Shrimp Circle. Compared with authentic sea shrimps, they are not only smaller in size but also inferior in taste.
The dishes were served quickly and soon six dishes were served.
Wan Feng picked up the chopsticks: "Come on, let's eat first."
Alexander also picked up the chopsticks: "Eat, eat!"
Wan Feng looked at the chopsticks in Alexander's hand in confusion. This guy is starting to use chopsticks?
Wan Feng raised his glass and said, "Alexander, this first glass is for you, the guests who have come all the way to Jiangwei to help us. Thank you for your selfless efforts and dedication. Let's go!"
Alexander also stood up, his tone a little excited: "Twenty years ago, my father came to China to work. Today, I have also worked here for half a year. Cheers to our friendship!"
After clinking glasses, they drank it all in one gulp.
"A glass of wine bears witness to our friendship. Please feel free to join us."
Next we ate and talked, mainly about some interesting things in work and life, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.
After three cups of wine, everyone felt full and Wan Feng started to get down to business.
"Alexander, I can't believe six months have already flown by. Honestly, I'm very satisfied with your work."
"This is all thanks to your good leadership, Boss."
Holy shit! This guy has learned to flatter after only six months in China.
Am I a good leader? I'm a shitty leader. I wasn't even at home!
"Alas! Comrade Alexander, your work deadline will be up at the end of this month. I'd like to ask about your next plans."
As soon as this question was asked, the originally lively atmosphere at the table seemed to suddenly become cold.
Seeing that no one was talking, Wan Feng continued, "I want to know whether you will return to the Soviet Union or continue working here for another six months or a year. If you choose to stay, I will extend a warm welcome."
Alexander pondered for a moment before saying, "Actually, we've discussed this before. Anton, Vasily, Borisov, and I are considering staying here for a while longer."
This was an answer that made Wan Feng very happy.
"Alexander, since everyone wants to continue, I have to express my gratitude here. If everyone really stays, I will give you an additional 200 rubles per month for the next period of work, and I will also give you a bonus at the end of the year."
If you want the horse to run, you have to feed it grass.
Wan Feng's promise received warm applause from the Russians. Originally, there were two people in their group who were hesitant, but this time their hesitation was completely swept away.
"Then we'll stay and work for another six months."
"Alexander, half a year is too short. Do you have any idea of doing this for a year or longer?"
Wan Feng hopes that they can apply for one or even two years of labor service.
"I need to consult my comrades on this. How about giving you a reply tomorrow?"
"Open! No problem! Comrade Alexander! Even if you want to stay, you'll have to go back and redo the paperwork. Go back and see if there are any senior technicians coming over there, and help me contact them. Any senior craftsmen who come will receive a monthly salary of 500 rubles, the same benefits as you."
If Alexander and his people want to continue working in China, they have to go back to the Soviet Union and go through the procedures again before they can continue working.
This made Wan Feng very unhappy. It would cost a lot of money for seven or eight people to go back and forth, and it would also waste time.
"We'll ask about this for you when we get back if time permits, and we'll bring anyone who's willing to come."
"Excellent! Alexander, cheers to our wonderful cooperation!"
After drinking this glass of wine, Wan Feng felt a little dizzy.
Damn, I drank a little too much.
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