Although there was no hope of cooperating with Wan Shouwu's Factory 109, talking with Wan Shouwu was very fruitful.
Wan Shouwu's unintentional words changed many of Wan Feng's ideas.
That’s right! Why would I build a whole machine? I’m just bored. I just need to get the chip and storage ready.
Mix chips with Intel, mix storage with the three animals, mix these two together to the point of making you miserable, and your life will be complete.
Gu Hongzhong said that he specialized in chips, but he was confused and wanted to make complete machines.
This is simply looking for eggplant without eggs.
In the future, as long as the chips we make are no worse than Intel's, and the storage is no worse than Samsung's, what kind of host can't we make with a little integration?
It is necessary to pass the test to make chip integrated circuits, so we need to strengthen contact with Factory 109 in the future.
It would be best if we could reach an agreement on sending people to study, and send eight or ten people to study.
After these people graduate, they will be like a spark, and they may be able to set the integrated circuit field on fire.
Who should we send?
Sent by Xu Meilin, this girl seems to be quite talented in system software. Is it a waste of materials to send her to study integrated circuits?
If she can seduce a few people to come to Nan Da Wan when she comes back...
This seems like a dream. Why would a person from the capital come to your poor mountain village?
Forget it, let’s just send some reliable people.
Wan Feng thought as he walked, and came back with light steps.
"Boy! Come here."
Zhu Guoxiong called him at the office door.
Wan Feng ran to the base office door excitedly: "What's the matter, Grandpa?"
"How did the talk go?"
"It's difficult! It's difficult for a small private enterprise like us to cooperate with others!" Wan Feng shook his head.
"Hehehe, I knew it wouldn't work, but you still insisted on going."
"Let's build relationships first. If the policy allows it in the future, we can cooperate and it will be easier to negotiate since we are all familiar with each other."
"You are quite open-minded, kid."
“I’m never in a tree…” That’s a bad metaphor.
"Hanged, why don't you say anything?"
I won't hang myself!
"Grandpa, can you take me to BOE tomorrow?"
"BOE?" Zhu Guoxiong was surprised.
Wrong! BOE was a name that came more than ten years later.
"It's Factory 774."
"No time!" Zhu Guoxiong answered decisively.
He knew that if he agreed, he would have work to do and wouldn't be able to sit idle.
Tomorrow we'll go to 774, and the day after tomorrow we'll have him take us to 775, and then 776, 777...
Wan Feng chuckled, "Our factory is currently promoting learning machines, and we're short on manpower. I think we should temporarily transfer the people in the machine tool workshop to produce learning machines. I'll use the office phone to notify them."
"No phone! Where's your cell phone?"
“It’s been demolished.”
“Tear it down!”
"How can you copy it without dismantling it? In two years, you'll be able to see the mobile phones produced by our factory. For now, I'd like to borrow your phone."
Of course, the phone number cannot be borrowed. If this guy really transfers the people who make machine tools to produce learning machines, it will take them forever to get the machine tools for the military industry.
"You little bastard, you dare to lie to me? Watch out, my guards will spank you. Not tomorrow, but the day after tomorrow, Sunday. I'll take you to meet that guy from Factory 774."
You see, he only gave in after being threatened a few times.
Of course not tomorrow, he has to meet Mi Guangnan tomorrow.
Logically speaking, Mi Guangnan was the hero behind the rise of Lianxiang. Without him, Lianxiang would have been like countless other companies in Zhongguancun that fended for themselves and might have been submerged in the river of history.
The 140,000 yuan in start-up capital lost in the TV incident almost cost it its life.
Unfortunately, his skills and trade were not as good as others', and he left in disappointment.
How great it would have been if he had left FaceUp in 1989 instead of 1999!
If I could meet Mi Guangnan tomorrow, I would see if he has any intention of leaving this year.
"Don't go! I want to ask you something. Based on your experience trading with the Soviets, we can get the Su-27 for a lot of money."
Zhu Guoxiong pointed to the small stool beside him and motioned Wan Feng to sit down.
Wan Feng sat down next to Zhu Guoxiong.
"The Soviet-made Su-27 was designed to compete with the F-15. So how much does the F-15 sell for internationally?"
"About 50 million, rice yuan."
"The F15 is 50 million, so the S27 should be no less than that."
Since the Soviet Union's S27 is designed to deal with the F15, the price will certainly not be cheap.
"With 50 million, we can't buy many. What's the ideal price?"
"How should I know? Isn't negotiation your business?"
"Aren't you here to be a consultant?"
"Hey! Being a staff officer must get paid, right? I don't think anyone pays me."
"Don't be poor. You are so rich, why do you care about the hundred or eighty?"
"That's not right. Even if you give me ten dollars, isn't that a sign of respect and recognition for me? If you don't give me a cent, it's like I'm here to cheat you."
"Then wait and I'll give you ten dollars."
What are you talking about?
Wan Feng began to recall how much China paid for the Su-27 in his previous life.
After thinking about it, I remembered it.
Thirty-five million.
It was mainly because the Soviets were knocked out by a feast of wine that they lost all their energy and spirit, and in the end they were sold at a price that they considered extremely humiliating.
"We can't drink as much as they do, so even a penny less than 50 million is useless."
"What if I could drink it?"
"Then chop as hard as you can! How much you can chop off is a testament to your ability. Let's put it this way, chopping off 10 million is no problem at all."
"Can they cut down so many? Wouldn't the Soviets be idiots?"
It's even more idiotic than this.
Wan Feng was not prepared to hand over the answer. After all, there were still more than ten days before the Soviets came to negotiate, so there was no rush.
Back in his dormitory, Chen Dao lay on his bed bored, staring at the ceiling in a daze.
"Do you miss Sister Hong? Don't you have a photo or something in your pocket? Why don't you take it out and take a look?"
"Bullshit, why would I carry that thing?"
"I don't believe it. Sister Hong wouldn't do this. Get up and let me see if there's a pocket on your shirt. Maybe there's a photo or something inside."
"Go away! Get out of here! Who did you learn this from?"
"Look! You feel guilty, don't you?"
Wan Feng was lying on the kang with his back facing up.
"Did you accomplish anything during the discussion this morning?"
Wan Feng shook his head. "That's not so easy to negotiate. We are a private enterprise after all. Those state-owned enterprises look down on us. Besides, this is the emperor's territory. The people in the imperial city look down on outsiders like grass. It will not be easy to reach an agreement."
"Then why do I see you come back so happily?"
"Then how should I come back? Should I come back crying? Even if I want to cry, I don't have any tears."
"You're such a freak! I admire your ability to laugh at any time."
Of course you should smile if nothing happens. Smiling is always more comfortable than crying.
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