Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

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The first game bar appeared in Hongya in 1998, a small room, four or five computers, no Internet, just a few computers playing games online.

The most popular game at the time was Red Alert.

Four dollars an hour.

A friend of Wan Feng's told him to work in Wulu, telling him that he was guaranteed to make money.

As soon as Wan Feng inquired that a computer would cost more than 8,000 yuan, he almost shook his brains out.

He invested 30,000 to 40,000 yuan in 1998, but he himself was not worth the price.

Later, a man named Zhang Yong from Hongya County went to Wulu to play the game, the time should be 2000.

It seems that the Internet has just appeared, but Zhang Yong's game bar is not connected to the Internet, which gives another opportunity.

Because it was on the right side of Wan Feng's house, Wan Feng went to help Zhang Yong look at the machine when he was free.

In addition to games, there are only a few movies copied into the computer.

The game is still mainly based on Red Police, and then there are domestic RPGs such as Legend of Sword and Fairy, plus games such as Motorcycle Heroes.

Then another Internet cafe opened on the left side of Wanfeng's house, because at that time only the supply and marketing cooperative built a block of Wulu, which was the commercial center of Wulu Town at that time.

Therefore, if there is a problem with the computers of these two companies, they all go to Wan Feng. He can't fiddle with the hardware of the computer itself, but he still dares to fiddle with the monitor.

Although there is a difference between the monitor and the TV, he can get it after playing with it a few times.

If he invests in computers in this life, it is not impossible for him to research it, but time does not allow it.

Time is another aspect, the main reason is that his group has too many investment projects now, and it is impossible to produce everything by itself.

Wan Feng vetoed his own idea of ​​setting up a factory and began to look for a replacement. After thinking twice, he thought of the 774 factory.

In 1991, Factory 774 had an annual loss of 65 million yuan, a loan of 360 million yuan, and fixed expenses of 80 million yuan. The factory spent 230,000 yuan every day if it did nothing.

Factory 774 had a glorious past. From the mid-1950s to the mid-1960s, the average annual profit reached more than 43 million yuan.

If it weren't for the hostility between China and the Soviet Union, the country began to build the third front and transferred personnel and machinery, and Factory 774 would surely become a leader in Hua's electronics industry.

In the twenty-eight years from 1956 to 1984, Factory 774 built 31 factories with foreign aid, transported 2,000 leaders, and more than 1,300 technicians of various types.

Many production lines and branch factories in the factory were handed over and merged to other places.

In the past 30 years, the scale of the factory has not expanded at all, but has continued to shrink.

By the end of the 1980s, Factory 774 had become a drained enterprise. The thousands of pieces of equipment in the factory were dozens of years old, and no new machines were added.

Especially in the last two years, Factory 774 has organized workers to unload Chinese cabbage, fold book pages and staple books, female workers knit sweaters, and go to restaurants to do cleaning services.

Wages and pensions have not been paid for 11 consecutive months, and old workers have come to the vegetable market to pick cabbage leaves.

The original factory director Yao elected a man named Wang Desheng as the factory director. In May, Factory 774 officially changed its name to Beijing Dongfang Electronics Group Corporation.

As soon as Wang Desheng took the stage, he called out the four five-year plans: within five years, the group's sales will reach 500 million yuan, the total annual profit and tax will be 50 million yuan, and the per capita annual income of employees will be 5,000 yuan.

But slogans are easy to shout and things are hard to do. Jingdongfang has no funds and no projects, and is in the stage of catching up.

Wang Desheng could only raise funds by himself. The cadres of the enterprise contributed 5,000 yuan, and the ordinary workers contributed 500 yuan. With great difficulty, he managed to raise 6.7 million yuan.

But this amount of money is only enough for Jingdongfang to pay three months' salary.

Of course, the money raised with great difficulty cannot be used to pay wages. Therefore, Jingdongfang is a bit crazy now, just like opening a department store, selling Dongfang pots with refreshing liquid, selling health and nutrition tea, selling energy-saving lamps and refrigeration equipment, and bidding for border barter Trading company, operating Beijing Roast Duck Restaurant, setting up an electrical repair center...

These news were told by Mi Guangnan to Wan Feng.

When Mi Guangnan told Wan Feng the news, Wan Feng was very surprised. Although Nanwan Group and Factory 774 had no direct business relationship, the two parties knew each other.

A few years ago, the director of the 774 factory came to Nandawan, why didn't he come to see him?

Now that 774 is called Jingdongfang, some things can be done.

Wan Feng called Gu Hongzhong, and he explained the structure and principle of the CRT monitor with gestures.

Gu Hongzhong was surprised: "Mr. Wan! How do you know these things?"

"Hey! I want to say that I was taught to dream, do you believe me?"

"I believe you ghost!"

"It doesn't matter how I know, can you make me a circuit diagram?"

"Give me two days." After speaking, Gu Hongzhong left.

When Gu Hongzhong left, Wan Feng dialed a number.

"Hello! Are you State-run 77...Jing Dongfang?"

A male voice with a strong nasal voice came from the microphone: "This is Jingdongfang, the original 774 factory, who are you?"

Does this person have a cold?

"I am the director of the Nanwan factory in Beiliao. My surname is Wan. I want to talk to your leaders."

"Nanwan factory? I am Wang Desheng, the factory director of Jingdongfang."

Wang Desheng doesn't have a cold now, but it may be because he is anxious to get angry. His voice is very bad, and he speaks in a low voice.

"Director Wang, we want a batch of monitors for computers. I remember that your factory once made picture tubes. I wonder if we can make monitors?"

"How many units can you ask for?"

"Maybe, if the sales are good, hundreds of thousands or millions will not be a problem."

Wang Desheng took a deep breath: "Director Wan, I need to discuss it with the people in the factory, can I hear back from you tomorrow?"

"Okay, you can write down my phone number, 8XX009."

Wang Desheng wrote down the phone number: "Director Wan, I will investigate right away, goodbye."

After Wang Desheng hung up the phone, he didn't investigate anything.

He knew they couldn't do this thing called a computer monitor right now.

Although Jingdongfang's predecessor has developed color picture tubes, TVs and monitors look similar, but there is a big difference inside.

Furthermore, they don't have a production line, so where can they find out where to get money to buy a production line?

Can it be made purely by hand?

But don't do it, this is a piece of meat delivered to your mouth.

Hundreds of thousands or even millions of units.

They are in the electronics industry themselves, and they are very clear about the profits in this industry. Of course, he knows how much money a monitor can make.

More than half of the five to six thousand price of a 14-inch monitor is profit.

This is no way, if you can't give birth by yourself, foreigners will show their fangs to you.

At this price, you can buy it or not.

If there are hundreds of thousands of units, no matter how their company can earn millions, maybe Jingdongfang will survive.

Wang Desheng thought for a long time whether he could make up his mind or not, so he decided to ask the old factory manager to help him make up his mind.

So he rode on his bicycle and ran to the home of Yao Min, the retired factory director.