Chapter 415 Which moon is rounder?
"Teacher, you really misunderstood. It's a huge misunderstanding. We only research civilian industrial technology and never touch confidential technology."
Tang Mingtai watched Professor Zhao pick up the phone in the room, as if he was really going to call the security department the next moment, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.
It was too high, too hasty, and led to misunderstanding.
But the money was too high, and I can't get half of it back. I can only explain it in detail.
"Teacher, this is my current work ID. This is the photo of our company's Hong Kong investor. His name is Pei Wencong. He was once invited to participate in the National Day celebrations. He also sponsored the women's volleyball team and the Olympic delegation. He is a patriotic businessman recognized by the higher-ups."
"The Zhongai Machinery Company we met this time has only launched one sewing machine, but their style is just like the Japanese soldiers back then. They have contacted several machinery units.
They want to take a little technology and do a large-scale technical outsourcing, which is almost like getting something for nothing, so we think it is better for us to do it ourselves instead of letting the Japanese do it. "
We research the technology ourselves and then license it to mainland factories for OEM. So we not only want to develop sewing machines, but also textile machinery in the next step.
This requires a lot of technical personnel. The money may seem like a lot, but if we divide it among everyone, there won’t be much left for each project. Besides, if the money is too little, people will think we are not sincere.”
Professor Zhao stared at Tang Mingtai closely, quickly wondering whether what he said made sense.
It's not his fault that he is overly vigilant. Professor Zhao has participated in national projects and has memorized the confidentiality regulations, so he is very vigilant.
Moreover, the technology and knowledge in the mainland are seriously underestimated these days.
Many years later, a chief engineer got into trouble. It was because his wife took a large amount of US dollars to the vegetable market. After the money was lost, it was exchanged by an acquaintance, which exposed his true identity.
So tens of thousands of dollars are placed on the table, and you are asked to improve the technology of your sewing machine. Is this a trick from an antique stall, buying a cat and then giving away the plate to feed the cat?
"Old Zhao, put the phone down first and let Mingtai explain the situation. Why are you in such a hurry?"
"Mingtai, don't be anxious. Just answer whatever the teacher asks. A man of integrity is not afraid of his own shadow. Let's see what he can come up with."
The old lady who had just come out of another room came over and snatched the phone from Professor Zhao's hand.
"Hey, Aunt Lan, you're right. I'm not afraid to ask."
Professor Zhao took advantage of the situation and sat back on the sofa, then asked Tang Mingtai seriously, "Are you going to exchange your technology for money? Isn't that also just getting something for nothing?"
"Teacher, you can't say that," Tang Mingtai sat forward and approached Professor Zhao and said, "I also went abroad for research this year and visited the lighthouse and Hong Kong Island.
Overseas, profitable advanced technologies are very valuable, and many technicians can change their life's destiny with just one new technology."
"I wanted to go abroad at first, but someone told me that there are countless opportunities in the mainland, so why should I go abroad and work for foreigners?"
Tang Mingtai sat up straight and said frankly: "Teacher, I am now the technical manager of Changbei Machinery Company. I get a basic salary of tens of thousands of yuan every year. If there is a breakthrough in technology, the reward and dividend will be even higher.
People always say that the rich should help the poor, so I want more technicians to live out the value of life and change their own destiny through their own knowledge and hard work. "
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Professor Zhao looked at Tang Mingtai and suddenly sneered, "You want to live out your own life value, right? Among the few of you, you are the smartest and the most slippery, not much better than Qifan."
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Tang Mingtai smiled awkwardly, without any excuse or rebuttal, because he did have some interest in it.
When he returned to Beijing, he asked Pei Wenhui how many people he could recruit at most and how to calculate their specific salary.
Pei Wenhui answered straightforwardly: "As long as they are real technical talents and not Mr. Dongguo, there is no upper limit on the number of people, and the specific salary can be negotiated."
After returning to Beijing, the Hong Kong manager Guo Tianyong immediately gave Tang Mingtai a sum of activity expenses, and what he took out today was only a part of it.
So Tang Mingtai has been feeling itchy these days.
Before, he was only in charge of a technical team of seven or eight technicians at the Changbei Machinery Factory. If he followed Pei Wenhui's suggestion and did not set an upper limit, he could set up a small machinery research institute.
Isn't this the realization of one's own life value? Have you ever seen a director of a research institute in his thirties?
"How can you say that? Mingtai is a hard-working and ambitious person, but why does he sound so bad in your mouth?"
Professor Zhao's wife, Aunt Lan, poked her husband's arm and told him to stop speaking so harshly.
Professor Zhao snorted, then looked at Tang Mingtai and said, "Tell me! Why did you come to me?"
Tang Mingtai hesitated for a moment, but still told the truth: "Because you are a practical man, you are trustworthy, and you contribute as much as you are paid, unlike others who take the money but do nothing and do not keep their promises."
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Now even the old lady rolled her eyes, thinking it was a good thing that you two didn't become father-in-law and son-in-law, otherwise you would be bickering all day long.
Tang Mingtai saw that the two old men looked unhappy, and hurriedly added: "There is another point. Teacher, you have many students all over the world and are well-known.
We are currently short of production capacity and need to find some suitable factories to do the work. Only people like you can contact the most suitable manufacturers.”
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Why did Tang Mingtai risk the embarrassment of being scolded and go to Professor Zhao's house? It was because he had these two advantages.
After hearing what Tang Mingtai said, Professor Zhao's expression improved a little, but he didn't look at Tang Mingtai well either.
"Leave the money with me first, leave your contact information, and then get out of here."
"Hey, this is my phone number and address. I'll be leaving first, teacher."
"Hey kid, stay and have dinner before you leave!"
"Let him go. He won't serve you. He is an ungrateful person."
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After Tang Mingtai left, Aunt Lan glared at Professor Zhao fiercely: "Is it necessary for you to do this? Even if he doesn't become your son-in-law, isn't he still your student? Who told you to be so arrogant in the first place? Do you regret it now?"
"He's the one who regrets it."
Professor Zhao muttered something, cursed angrily, and then pointed at the envelope on the coffee table and asked, "How much do you count?"
"Why don't you count yourself?"
"Aren't you an experienced accountant? I'm afraid I counted wrong."
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Aunt Lan was a little surprised when she opened the envelope. It was the first time she counted such a thick stack of dollars.
So she spent more than a minute counting twice in a row.
"Two hundred, not one less, a total of twenty thousand dollars."
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Professor Zhao is an old man, and he swallowed his saliva when he heard the figure of 20,000 US dollars.
I have to say that the conditions and treatment of intellectuals these days are really average.
If a few more years pass, they won't be able to even raise their eyelids even if a few more zeros are added to the end, let alone $20,000.
Professor Zhao thought about it and gave instructions to his wife.
"Call Old Wu and ask him to come to our house. Tell him that I have a technical project and if he wants to cooperate, he should bring me two bottles of good wine."
"Why don't you fight yourself? How long are you two going to keep grumbling about this?"
Aunt Lan smiled and said, "If you're still angry with him, why do you insist on asking him to come over to help? It's not like you're asking him to work for nothing. You can still grab a lot of them."
"I didn't say I forgave him," Professor Zhao said with a pouty face, "I just saw that he has many children, two of whom are still unmarried, so I gave him a chance. If he doesn't appreciate it, I..."
"Okay, okay, okay," Aunt Lan laughed angrily, "Please don't say these useless things. You are clearly worried about me but you won't forgive me. You have been resentful for a lifetime because of a trivial matter. You two stubborn donkeys, don't say anything to each other."
Aunt Lan dialed the number and said softly, "Brother Wu, my husband wants to invite you for a drink. We need to discuss some technical issues. Please don't bring any alcohol! Please don't bring any alcohol."
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After Aunt Lan finished the call, she warned Professor Zhao: "Don't argue again when they come over! Take this opportunity to make peace!"
"Oh, don't worry about it. It's a man's business."
Professor Zhao muttered as he picked up the phone again: "I'll call Lao Zhou again. He's the top leader of a unit on the southwest coast. He contacted me a while ago and said that the unit wanted to make some civilian products and asked me to help. Isn't this helping me?"
Aunt Lan laughed and said, "Oh, you are really serious about this!"
Professor Zhao shook his head and said, "You really only care about one thing and not the other. If you do it well this time, it will help many people in the future!"
. . . . . . . . .
Tang Mingtai didn't know that his "carelessness" had caused a series of disturbances.
So a few days later, when Professor Zhao arrived at Changbei Machinery Company with a few old guys and seven or eight middle-aged intellectuals, he suddenly realized what it meant to be "under tremendous pressure."
"Teacher, please sit down."
"Director Wu, what kind of tea do you drink?"
"Sister, are you hot? I'll ask someone to bring you some drinks and ice cream."
Among this group of people, there are few whose level is lower than Tang Mingtai, and many of them are well-known figures in the industry.
So Tang Mingtai was a little embarrassed at this time. As a technical manager, could he manage these people?
But Professor Zhao got straight to the point and said, "We are only responsible for researching technology. We are not interested in anything else. But you must arrange all the conditions. Some of you need to travel back and forth, and some can live here."
Tang Mingtai said quickly: "All right, all right. If you need to rush back and forth, we can send a car to pick you up at any time. If you want to stay here, we have just built a two-story dormitory building with air conditioning. The minimum wage standard is..."
"Don't talk about salary yet," Professor Zhao interrupted directly, "We can't just work without practicing. We need to work first. If we don't produce results, it will be embarrassing to take the money. But if we do produce results, you can't pay less."
"Hey, it's indispensable."
Tang Mingtai's eyes began to light up. If he could keep half of these people, no, if he could keep one or two of them as his subordinates, then he would truly be a full-time cadre in the future.
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Director Wang could not hide Tang Mingtai's movements from the factory director. After all, there was only a low fence between them. If there were suddenly more than a dozen intellectuals on the other side, the news would definitely spread.
"Director, they seem to be working on a technical solution! Our product will take another month or so to be launched on the market. Should we notify Pengcheng?"
"You believe this too!"
Director Wang said disdainfully: "Don't you know what our domestic technology research is like? If we can really surpass the overseas level, why haven't we exported to earn foreign exchange for so many years?"
"Look at the large color TVs and refrigerators on the market now, as well as the imported equipment we visited. Are they something they can research and develop?"
"The factory manager is right. He is right."
Director Wang's cronies also thought that the director was smart, because their own technical reform team had been working on it for a long time but had not come up with anything.
So! The moon in foreign countries is still rounder than the moon in mainland China.
(End of this chapter)
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