Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

Although there is no hope of cooperating with Wan Shouwu's 109 factory, talking with Wan Shouwu is very rewarding.

Wan Shouwu's inadvertent sentence changed many ideas in Wan Feng's mind.

Yes! It’s okay, what do I do with the whole machine, am I full of food, I just need to fix the chips and storage, and it’s over!

Chips and Intel are mixed, storage is mixed with three animals, and the pain of mixing these two products is so painful that my life is complete.

Gu Hongzhong said that he specialized in chips, but he was confused and wanted to make a complete machine.

This is purely looking for eggplant without eggs.

In the future, as long as the chips we make ourselves are not inferior to Intel, and the storage is not inferior to Samsung, what kind of host can we do with a little integration?

It is necessary to pass the test to make chip integrated circuits, so we still need to strengthen contact with the 109 factory in the future.

It would be best if the matter of sending people to study can be negotiated. Send ten or eight people to study.

These people will be the fire after they have completed their studies, and they may be able to burn mountains and plains in the integrated circuit.

Who should I send?

Sent by Xu Meilin, this little girl seems to be very talented in the system software business, is it a waste of material to send her to learn integrated circuits?

If she can lure three or two to Nandawan when she comes back...

This seems to be a dream, why should a person from the capital come to your poor village?

Forget it, let's send a few down-to-earth people.

Wan Feng thought as he walked, and came back with light steps.

"Boy! Come here."

Zhu Guoxiong stopped him at the door of the office.

Wan Feng ran to the gate of the base office: "What's the matter, grandpa?"

"How did the talk go?"

"It's difficult! It's difficult for a small private enterprise like ours to cooperate with others!" Wan Feng shook his head.

"Hey hey, I knew it wouldn't work, you still have to go."

"Create the relationship first, and if the policy allows in the future, we can cooperate again, isn't it easy to discuss when everyone is familiar with each other?"

"You kid can think about it."

"I'm never on a tree..." isn't a good analogy.

"Hang yourself, why don't you say anything?"

I will not hang myself!

"Grandpa, take me to BOE to see tomorrow?"

"BOE?" Zhu Guoxiong was surprised.

Hold the grass! I was wrong, BOE was the name more than ten years later.

"It's Factory 774."

"No effort!" Zhu Guoxiong replied crisply.

He knew that if he agreed to this, he would not be idle after he had work to do.

Tomorrow I go to 774 and the day after tomorrow I have to let him take it to 775, then 776, 777...

Wan Feng chuckled: "Our factory is currently promoting learning machines, and there are not enough manpower. I think people from the machine tool workshop should be temporarily transferred to produce learning machines. I will call the office to let you know."

"No phone! Where's your big brother?"

"Demolished."

"Demolished!"

"How can it be imitated without dismantling it? In two years, you will be able to see the mobile phone produced by our factory. Now let's borrow a phone first."

Of course, the phone cannot be borrowed. If this guy really transfers the people who make machine tools to produce learning machines, it will take years for their military industry to get machine tools.

"Little bastard, how dare you fool me. Be careful that my guards will pat your ass. Not tomorrow, but the day after tomorrow. I'll bring you to meet someone from Factory 774 next week."

You see, he will only give in if he is not a threat.

Of course not tomorrow, he still has to meet Mi Guangnan tomorrow.

It is reasonable to say that Mi Guangnan is the hero of the rise of the face. If there is no him, the face will be the same as the countless enterprises in Zhongguancun, which may have been submerged by the river of history.

The 140,000 start-up funds lost in the TV incident almost killed it.

It's a pity that he has never worked as a trader before, and finally left sadly.

It would be great if he left Lianxiang not in 1999 but in 1989!

If we can see Mi Guangnan tomorrow, let's see if he has the intention of leaving this year.

"Don't go! Let me ask you something. Based on your experience in trading with the Soviets, we can get the Su-27 for most of the money."

Zhu Guoxiong pointed to the little Maza next to him, signaling Wan Feng to sit down.

Wan Feng sat down beside Zhu Guoxiong.

"Soviet-made Su-27's benchmark is F15, so how much does F15 sell internationally?"

"Fifty million, Mi Yuan."

"F15 is 50 million, so the S27 should not be lower than this number."

Since the Soviet Union benefited from the S27 to deal with the F15, of course the price will not be much cheaper.

"Fifty million, we can't buy a few, what's the best price we can get?"

"How do I know that negotiation is not your business?"

"Aren't you here to be a staff officer?"

"Hey! You have to be paid to be a staff officer. I wish I hadn't heard of anyone paying me a salary."

"Don't be poor, you still care about the one hundred and eighty when you are so rich."

"That's not right. If you just send ten yuan, isn't that a respect and recognition for me? If you don't give this penny, it seems like I'm here to rub the bottom of the house."

"Then I'll give you ten yuan."

What does this mean.

Wan Feng began to recall how much the Su-27 was bought by Huaguo in the previous life.

Think about it, think about it.

Thirty-five million.

The main reason is that a meal of wine put the Soviets on the ground, and all their energy was gone, and finally they sold it for a very shameful price in their opinion.

"We can't drink as much as others, and it's useless to spend less than 50 million yuan."

"What if I can drink it?"

"Then cut it hard! How much you can cut is up to your ability. Let's put it this way, there is no pressure to cut ten million."

"Can you cut that much? So the Soviets are not idiots?"

It's even more idiotic than that.

Wan Feng didn't plan to hand over the answer. Anyway, it was more than ten days before the Soviets came to negotiate, so don't worry.

Back in his dormitory, Chen Daobai lay on the bed bored, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

"Miss Hong, don't you? I didn't have a photo in my pocket, so I took it out to have a look?"

"Nonsense, what am I doing with that thing?"

"I don't believe it, will Sister Hong come with a set? Get up and let me see if there is a pocket in your shirt on your chest. Maybe there is a photo or something in it."

"Go, go, go! Go! Who did you learn how to use hands and feet?"

"Look! Are you guilty?"

Wan Feng lay face up on the kang.

"Did you go out and talk about anything in the morning?"

Wan Feng shook his head: "That's easy to talk about. No matter how you say we are a private enterprise, those state-owned people look down on us, and this is under the feet of the emperor, and people in the imperial city treat people from other places like nothing, so we won't make it easy. what."

"Then how do I see you coming back happily?"

"Then why come back? I came back crying? I just wanted to cry but didn't cry."

"What a freak, it's amazing how you can laugh all the time."

It's okay, of course I have to laugh, laughing is more comfortable than crying, isn't it?

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