Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

Wan Feng wants to sell the blueprint of the first-generation switch, and Yin Zhenfei has no objection. Anyway, with the second-generation switch, the first-generation switch is destined to be eliminated.

But to whom? Is there such a fool in the world?

"Boss Yin! Put this aside for now, and I'll tell you the truth after I sell it. Now tell me how much our first-generation phone has sold?" Wan Feng didn't answer the question, but changed the subject.

"More than 3,000 units are less than 4,000 units. The installation range covers cities from Shenzhen to Guangzhou. Other provinces have also received contact from enterprises and institutions. It is expected to reach 10,000 units by the end of the year. If these trends develop, It is expected to exceed 50,000 units next year."

Speaking of this, Yin Zhenfei's face exuded a magnificent light.

How many units can be sold in the next year is a loft in the air, and now it is at most just a bit of obscenity, which is not counted.

But selling more than 3,000 units so far is a real profit.

The cost price of the switch is 4,000 yuan. At the beginning, it was sold for more than 9,000 yuan, but now it has dropped to 7,000 yuan. On average, one unit is sold for 8,000 yuan, so there is half of the profit.

The sales of 3,000 to 4,000 units have a profit of 12,300,000, and Wan Feng can get 6,000,000.

Such a small profit in two or three months? Talk is better than nothing.

Wan Feng felt that talking was better than nothing, but in Yin Zhenfei's eyes, this was an unprecedented amount of money.

This was the first huge profit he saw after going to sea.

He used the money to pay off the famine, and the rest of the money was ready to be invested in scientific research.

Of course, he kept the part that belonged to Wan Feng, and he couldn't move the money that wasn't his own.

After dinner and seeing Yin Zhenfei off, Wan Feng and Ye Qianwen chatted about the real estate situation in Shenzhen.

Yu Jiadong seems to be staying in Shanghai, so the work in Shenzhen will be left to Ye Qianwen and Wang Chulong.

Generally speaking, the departure of Yu Jiadong and his construction team did not affect much the progress of the project in Shenzhen, because Wang Chulong expanded the size of his engineering team to seamlessly connect with the vacancy left by Yu Jiadong.

Wang Chulong is not a shareholder, he just earns the construction fee of the project.

Wan Feng rested for one night at the residence arranged by Ye Qianwen.

On the morning of June 7th, Wan Feng led a relatively large team across the border to Xianggang.

Lin Lairong personally went to the port to pick up Wan Feng, and still arranged Wan Feng in her family's Juchuang Hotel.

"Didn't you tell me that the basin or the box should be checked with his father? People?"

"It's a coincidence. The box arrived today. I'll pick her up at the airport later. Her father didn't come. It seems like she's speculating on real estate at home?"

Real estate speculation?

Riben's current real estate is indeed as hot as fire, hotter than fire, almost catching up with the volcano, but it won't last long, and soon he will slam his head on the ground with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

Unexpectedly, the father of the box also went to play this game. If he loses everything, will he come to Huaguo?

"Give me all the information you collected about Pan Zhenlin."

"I don't understand why you study him?"

"Do business."

Lin Lairong handed over all the information about Pan Zhenlin to Wan Feng.

She didn't stay here for long, and rushed to the airport to pick up Kazuko Asada. Before leaving, she told Wan Feng that she would bring his second brother to Wan Feng in the afternoon to introduce the gambling in Hong Kong.

Han Guang's family was resting in the hotel, while Wan Feng was reading Pan Zhenlin's information.

Although Lin Lairong's family is not a first-class family in Xianggang, it is still very influential.

From the information collected, it can be seen that without some forces, it would be impossible to find such a complete set of information about a person.

Maybe it's not clear with the underworld.

This guy came to Xianggang around 1985, and has been staying in Xianggang since then. During this period, he went to Taiwan once and Southeast Asia twice, and there is no record of leaving the country.

According to the information, he seems to be in a difficult business situation now.

Although he didn't say exactly how he got into trouble, Wan Feng could guess it and it was expected.

Didn't this guy become Kang Hui's agent?

He was also unlucky. He just became Kang Hui's agent and he didn't know if he could make a deal. He was born at HW18 in Warwick.

After two or three months of development, HW18 is almost out of business with established foreign manufacturers, and the Xiang-Hong Kong brand he distributes has no reason to be better off.

And the production technology of Kang Hui he represents is just a less well-known company called Furukawa Electronics.

Both Fujitsu and NEC are having a hard time, let alone this Furukawa.

Looking at Wan Feng, he laughed, and there was hardly any deviation from what he expected.

Putting down the materials, Wan Feng walked slowly to the window, looking at the bustling scenery of Xianggang.

Lin Tingfang is a gentle young man with gold-rimmed glasses. Some people think he is an intellectual.

But in Wan Feng's eyes, he is a gentle scum.

This guy is indeed a gentle scum, except for doing some off-track stuff, he has basically never done anything serious.

This guy doesn't seem to be very interested in Wan Feng, who is dressed in a country bumpkin.

"Second brother! This is Dad and my partner in mainland China, Mr. Wan." Lin Lairong introduced her second brother to Wan Feng with a slightly handsome girl.

Facing Wan Feng's outstretched hand, this man shook Wan Feng's hand reluctantly.

Compared with Lin Tingfang's arrogance, that slightly delicate girl was very polite.

Whether it's genuine politeness or fake politeness, the politeness of Japanese stupid people always makes Wan Feng feel fake.

"Ha, the secret Macy's stickers, all the oil leaks suck and cry, so Gaiyi sucks silk with it." This is what the box said when it met.

"This means please take care of me when we meet for the first time in Japanese." Lin Lairong temporarily acted as a guest interpreter.

Wan Feng greeted Kazuko Asada politely.

But now is not the time to get close to her, wait until the betting is over before messing with her.

After saying hello, Lin Lairong took Asada Kazuko out for a walk in the street.

"Hello, Mr. Lin, I want to know more about playing football in Xianggang, please give me some popular science."

"You want to gamble?"

"Nobody in the mainland plays this stuff, I'm curious to come and have a look."

Hearing about Wan Feng's comrades, Lin Tingfang's attitude towards Wan Feng was slightly relaxed.

"You are late, this ball will be over soon."

Of course Wan Feng knew it would be over soon.

"Isn't there still two more games, one game counts as one game."

"At the beginning of the World Cup, there were many ways to bet on football, such as guessing the score in the first and second halves, scoring goals, and even betting on players who scored goals. But now as the game is about to end, only the winner and loser are left. The total score is over, there is no other way to play."

Wan Feng already knew the outcome, but unexpectedly there was an additional total score here.

The winning and losing odds of the two games are 1 to 1, so there is no need to ask.

But guess what about the total score?