Lin Yue took out a cigarette and handed it to Uncle Ding, then his own. He lit it and took a deep breath: "I plan to use this factory to make electronic products and OEM."
"electronic product?"
"Yes, it is integrated circuit motherboards, equipment power supplies, batteries, data cables, etc. for products such as recorders, telephones, televisions, mobile phones, and computers. An LCD screen production line may be expanded in the future."
Uncle Ding was confused. He knew what a tape recorder, a telephone, and a television were. What did a cell phone and a computer mean?
"Mr. Zhou." At this time, a man looked at the door of the construction site for a moment and saw Lin Yue and Uncle Ding chatting under the sunshade net in front of a row of board houses. He quickly ran over: "Mr. Zhou, Mr. Shao just called. In the evening I want to talk to you and say that there are a few friends from the TW business community who want to invest here, and I want you to help provide advice and contact the industrial and commercial department to see if there are any precautions and what procedures need to be completed."
"Go and tell Mr. Shao that you can't do it today. I have an appointment tonight. Let's ask him to come to the company to find me tomorrow."
"Okay, Mr. Zhou."
Watching the man leave, Uncle Ding had a look on his face: "Did it delay your business talks?"
Lin Yue waved his hand: "It's okay, it's just a matter of morning and night."
"In the TW business community, people there also want to build factories here?"
"Have you seen the smaller factories around you? Almost half of them are invested by TW people."
"ah?"
Reconnecting to his conversation with his subordinates, Uncle Ding's face looked a little unnatural.
Lin Yue said: "Foreign capital brings money and technology to help us with construction. This is a good thing. Just say that our electronics factory must have basic components such as copper-clad laminates, resistors, and capacitors to produce motherboards. With the domestic existing Technology and production capacity cannot meet our needs at all, and I prefer to deal with real businessmen. They come to the mainland to set up factories. First, they bring capital and technology, which can help us improve the industrial foundation. Second, they create Tens of millions of jobs have solved the employment problem. Thirdly, it has a significant effect on stimulating domestic demand and the national economy. Finally, these basic material suppliers that rely on the existence of electronics factories can save us freight and time, and are complete A supply chain will increase the competitiveness of products in the international market."
Uncle Ding didn't understand what he was saying at all, but in short, he felt very powerful.
Before, he was still lamenting about his expulsion from Tsinghua University, but now, he is full of expectations. For people like him, studying in university may really be a waste.
"Bingkun, you are so amazing."
"Uncle Ding, you have said this once."
"Did I say that? Haha, forget it, forget it."
Uncle Ding raised his hand to smoke to cover up his embarrassment, but he didn't expect that too much cigarette ash accumulated all over his body and burned his wrist.
The two talked for a while and felt that the time was almost up. Lin Yue called someone to gather the fellow Northeasterners sent by Uncle Ding and took them to Xin'an Restaurant, the largest state-owned hotel in Shenzhen at the time, for a meal.
In the next month, Lin Yue asked his assistant Xiaofan to take Uncle Ding around Guangzhou, Shenzhen, and Shantou. After that, he bought him some local specialties and put them on the train back to Northeast China.
For Uncle Ding, the biggest benefit of this trip to the south was that it opened his horizons and made him aware of the importance of talents. After returning to the Northeast, he actively recruited skilled talents in corresponding majors. Shencheng Group delivers fresh blood.
…
half year later.
Winter 1981.
The Spring Festival is just a few days away.
The Northeast still has the same climate, the same scenery, and the same people.
This year, Guangzi Film lost some people, some moved away, some died, including Da Xiong’s father Xiong San.
Some people say that old man Ganba died of a normal death, while others say that he was angry to death from Da Xiong and Er Xiong because their wives saw Tian'er quarreling and were beaten and beaten every day. In addition, they could see Sun Qian when they went out. In the two-story building of Chao's house, he lay down with a bang and kicked his legs out of anger, and he died.
Some people who like to gossip say that Xiong San died well because Zhou Bingkun promised that as long as the old man dies before the Spring Festival in 1981, he will help Big Xiong Erxiong replace a three-bedroom apartment, so that the Xiong family can move out of Guangzi. film, creating a good living environment for the neighbors.
However, in the summer of 1980, everyone heard about something-the third son of the Zhou family was expelled from Tsinghua University.
If he is a graduate of Tsinghua University and joins an agency in the future, he will be a cadre with unlimited potential. If he joins an enterprise, he will also be a technical backbone. It is still possible to replace a three-bedroom apartment for Daxiong Erxiong, but now? He was expelled from Tsinghua University and lost everything. Even the staff of the soy sauce factory was compromised. What could he do to fulfill his promise and help Big Bear Erxiong replace his house?
As Cao Debao said, those words were probably expedient words to provoke the Xiong family and his son, and he never thought of fulfilling them. But who are the Xiong family and his son? They are generally recognized as scoundrels and bastards in light-text films. It’s okay for them to talk to others but it doesn’t matter what others say to them? Haha, smashing the windows of the house at night and pouring sour water into the keyhole are just small things. It's not like I have never done anything like entering someone else's house, overturning the dining table and not leaving.
Many people are waiting and waiting to see how Big Bear and Erxiong will cause trouble with the Zhou family. No matter how awesome the Hao Dongmei family is, they can't stretch their hands too far, right? What's more, this is Zhou Bingkun's promise. The Xiong family is taking advantage of it, and taking action is naturally unforgiving.
On the twenty-seventh day of the twelfth lunar month, snowflakes were floating in the sky.
A man walked into the light film on a thin layer of white. A few little kids who were studying why the firecrackers in the cracks of the bricks didn't go off yelled at him and fled away in fright.
The light-blocking curtains in the small courtyard diagonally across were opened, a face swayed behind the glass, and then there was a conversation between Xiao Guoqing's parents.
"Old man, look quickly... is that person walking by Bingkun, the third eldest son of the Zhou family?"
"Yes, it's Bingkun. Is he back?"
"If we count the days, Lao Zhou should go home to celebrate the New Year this year. If he knew about Zhou Bingkun's expulsion from Tsinghua University, Lao Zhou's family would not be able to have a good time this year."
"Isn't that right? In order to give up his studies to his younger brothers and sisters, Bingyi did not go to Peking University to report. The result... the third child failed. Alas, not only did he not get the diploma, he also lost the establishment of the soy sauce factory and the bamboo basket was broken. It’s all in vain.”
"He shouldn't have disobeyed his parents and provoked Zheng Juan from Taiping Hutong."
"To be honest, Zheng Juan is a very good person, but her life is not good. In the old people's terms, what is this called? Oh, Kefu!"
"..."
Similar conversations fermented where Lin Yue walked.
He smiled and greeted the neighbors, called uncle and aunt, and asked his peers if they had eaten and why they didn't go to work. But when he walked away, the conversations between those people became harsh.
"It's a pity that a good college student was ruined like this."
"When he sent Qiangzi to prison in order to get Zheng Juan, he should have expected that such a day would come. I can only say that he deserves it!"
"Old Zhou's family was supposed to produce three college students, but now there is only one left, a daughter."
"Mom, you asked me to learn from the third child of the Zhou family, are you still saying that now?"
"They say he went to the south to make money. I don't think he has the dignity to work in phototype films."
"..."
There are haters but there are laughers, this is a phenomenon that exists in every residential area.
Lin Yue listened to the noise behind him and laughed in his heart. As he said, it is impossible for people to make money beyond their awareness.
Looking at the 1980s from forty years later.
Most of the real giants came to prominence in the early 1980s and have risen all the way. In the early days of reform and opening up, there was a popular saying in Shenzhen: time is money. If you really need to finish college in four years, even the first batch of students will not graduate in 1982. , for some reasons, even if you can adjust your mentality to start a business, you will not have the opportunity until after 1984. Another year or two has passed before inspecting the project, building a factory, and starting a company. By 8586, it is not the last train, it can be said. If you don't get there early, the key is to compete with the group of people who smell business opportunities and go overseas. What's more, the resources, channels, and connections are not as good as others, so you are inherently at a disadvantage.
By the 1990s, there were even fewer rich people in the real field. Instead, computers and the Internet took advantage of the momentum as emerging industries, catching up from behind. By 2000, no matter how many books you read, it would be difficult to reach the level of Liu Chuanzhi and Wang Shi. , Ma Yun, Ma Huateng and other people.
Therefore, he has always disdained to refute those who firmly believe that "everything is inferior but only education is superior" without any preconditions. What's more, with his experience and knowledge, does he need to go to university to prove himself? There are some things that are just like talking to each other, so it’s better to remain silent.
He was thinking as he walked, getting closer and closer to the old Zhou family's house, and then he saw a man coming out of the yard carrying a coarse cloth bundle.
"Aunt Wang, are you going home for the New Year?" He greeted politely.
Aunt Wang saw him stunned for a moment before reacting, but instead of greeting him, she grabbed his hand and said, "Bingkun, don't go in just yet. Wait for a while, then go in again."
"Why?"
He asked subconsciously, and without waiting for Aunt Wang's answer, he turned to look at the east room window and found Zhou Zhigang's face on the other side of the glass. About two meters away stood Zheng Juan, holding a child who was already babbling in his arms.
