Rebirth: My 80s

Chapter 664 Good opportunity

While Shen Hongyi and Zhou Lan were chatting, Li Jiankun, who had just returned from Zhongguancun Science and Technology Building to inspect the development progress of the third-generation lithography machine, was also approached by Li Zhaili in the Niangniangmiao Hutong, which was no more than two kilometers away.

Lin Xinjia, who is preparing to leave Beijing in the next two days, brings good news: Over in Hong Kong City, the trial production of the Han display BB machine has been successful, and now only the final appearance of the mold is left.

In the main room of the north room, Li Jiankun waved his fist excitedly.

"Boss, after the product is developed, do our subsequent production facilities have to keep up with the pace?" Lin Xinjia asked, sitting under the sandalwood square table.

Li Jiankun has already considered this matter, and the production supporting facilities must be prepared, but there is no rush and preparations can be made slowly. He held his cheek and thought:

“Paging machines are still a completely new gadget in the Mainland, and they are expensive. If we want to completely open up the market, we must put a lot of effort into publicity and marketing. This is the top priority.

"As for the production supporting equipment, the sales volume in the early stage will not be very large. We will get the order first, and then use the resources of the port city to produce according to the order. This way we will not be burdened with operating pressure and can control the cost to a minimum."

Lin Xinjia listened carefully and thought it made sense.

Just imagine, if you rashly spend a lot of money to build a production line for pagers, which is a high-tech product, you will definitely have to spend a lot of money. As a result, you can produce a thousand units a day, but you still can't sell a thousand units a month. That will be a loss. of.

Before the sales volume has increased, it is a safer approach to integrate the existing resources in the port city and use other factories to lay eggs.

"In terms of publicity and marketing, when will we start working on it?"

"Now."

Lin Xinjia: "..."

Li Jiankun said with a smile: "I heard some news that the Magic City Post and Telecommunications Bureau seems to be interested in pagers. This is a good two-way opportunity, which is much less labor-intensive than us taking the initiative to sell door-to-door. In addition, Magic City is one of the most popular places in the country. One of the best cities with better economies is a very suitable market for the promotion and development of pagers."

He paused, looked at Lin Xinjia and continued: "Don't rush back to the south. Instead, go to the Magic City to find out the situation clearly. If it is true, we must seize this opportunity."

He just said this to show that he was unpredictable, and the news was 1983% true. In , the Fifth National Games was held in Magic City, during which the BB camera was exposed to the national media for the first time. This was a historical event in the previous life, and he had no involvement. In fact, he had never been to Magic City in his life, no. Subject to change.

Now newspapers are also reporting on the news of the National Games. The opening is on September 18, which is nearly a month away. There may not be a possibility of sending "Huadian brand" BB machines to the venue of the National Games. At that time, you will gain free advertising resources of immeasurable value.

When the boss gives orders, migrant worker Lin Xinjia obeys them. For example, this trip to Beijing seems to be in vain, but in fact it doesn't matter to him. It's not like the boss doesn't pay his salary.

When Lin Xinjia stood up to leave, Li Jiankun said: "Notify me of any news in time."

If he hadn't been worried about Miss Shen's injury, if his own BB camera had come out at this time, and if he had a great opportunity with the upcoming National Games, he would have personally gone to the Magic City——

There is a lack of entertainment activities these days, and sports events are full of fighting spirit. The plaque of the "Sick Man of East Asia" still hangs in the hearts of the Chinese people. The influence of a national sports meeting is unparalleled.

Lin Xinjia nodded and left. When he was about to reach the door, Li Jiankun thought of something again and called to him: "Hey, don't forget what I told you last time. Do this before you leave."

The word "fuck" fell on Lin Xinjia's ears, and he, who considered himself quite thick-skinned, couldn't help but blush.

Noon, Dongcheng District.

The old restaurant "Shixianglin" is not far from Dongcheng.

It was originally said to be a side hall of Prince Gong's palace, but it was rebuilt from the back. The overall wooden architectural style is a mortise and tenon structure, painted with red paint, and has an antique charm.

Lin Xinjia, wearing a straight suit and a sleek slicked back hair, was sitting at a dining table near an octagonal window lattice. There were not many guests in the dining room, so it was quiet and peaceful. The consumption level here is slightly higher than that in Quanjude.

"Do you need to order something?"

The quality of the waiters is also good. Of course, it may also be that Lin Xinjia is a foreign guest.

"Wait a moment, I'm waiting for someone."

Not long after the waiter left, a girl walked in at the entrance of the dining room. She was wearing military green uniform trousers and a white cool sweatshirt. She had short, ear-length hair with a short "pimple" on the back of her head, making her face look delicate. It is well presented, with some sweat beads on the wheat-colored skin.

It was obviously her first time here, and perhaps her first time in such a high-end place. She seemed quite reserved. She walked softly to the red lacquered counter on the side of the door and asked casually: "I'm looking for someone." A Hong Kong businessman named Lin."

The salesperson behind the counter immediately knew who it was, even though he didn't say he was a Hong Kong businessman, only that his surname was Lin.

After a while, Officer Xiao Qiu was led to the dining table where Lin Xinjia was sitting. The latter stood up to greet him, his expression slightly uncomfortable. Officer Xiaoqiu didn't think much about it. The latter called her work, asked her to come out for dinner, and said he had something to give to her.

After Lin Xinjia called the waiter to order the food, facing Officer Xiaoqiu's questioning gaze, he picked up a cardboard box with Li Lianjie's portrait printed on it from the empty chair next to him and handed it over. It’s not worth it, congratulations to Zhang Suo for your promotion.”

Officer Xiaoqiu suddenly realized that she knew that Master had bought a straw mat for Li Jiankun with her own money while he was in custody because he felt sorry for him.

Now I still have a "Haomeng Brand Electric Blanket".

This thing is worth one hundred and sixty-eight yuan!

After touching the carton, she asked in surprise: "Is it made in your factory?"

Lin Xinjia nodded with a smile.

Officer Xiaoqiu smiled and said, "That's awesome." After a moment's hesitation, he accepted it first on behalf of his master.

"If I really want to say it, I have to thank that person. If Yue Dayong hadn't been transferred... I doubt that he had said good things about my master to anyone above him. Otherwise, my master wouldn't have had his turn."

Lin Xinjia shook his head and said, "I really don't know."

Talking about this matter, Officer Xiaoqiu felt a kind of throbbing in his heart. That man was so terrifying and his energy was unbelievable.

Only three days after he left the prison, Wang Tuanjie, the editor-in-chief of the Beijing Youth Daily, was "assigned". Yue Dayong was sent to the community as a police officer. The case of "Yang Jingjing intentionally hurting others" was filed. Not only did he lose his job , also faces forty-five days of detention.

What's even more frightening is that the Yang family is in big trouble.

A special task force was sent down from above, starting with Mr. Yang and then going to each of his children to investigate their lifestyle issues, including whether the current position was reasonable and standardized.

How many people can withstand such an investigation?

Officer Xiaoqiu didn't know the exact extent of the investigation, but she heard that one color TV, three black-and-white TVs, two refrigerators, and one Washing machine, and some antiques and toys.

This is beyond what a normal family can afford.

The downfall of the Yang family is a foregone conclusion. She also heard a piece of news, but she didn't know if it was true: Mr. Yang committed suicide by taking medicine, but he was discovered in time and failed.

And this was all caused by that man's anger over the beauty.

"Mr. Lin, what is his background?" Every woman doesn't gossip, and Officer Xiao Qiu was really itching in his heart.

If anyone else had inquired, Lin Xinjia would have ignored it, but this girl...not to mention being kind to the boss, the boss indeed understood him.

He doesn't like girls from Hong Kong, and girls from the mainland are usually too shy and coy. The policewoman in front of him, with her tall figure, healthy complexion, cute face, integrity, generosity and straightforward character, is very suitable for him. appetite.

"To be honest, I don't know much about his background and connections in the Mainland. I can only tell you that they are very deep, so deep that they need to be kept secret."

Lin Xinjia knew that the boss had been to that mysterious place a few days ago, but he couldn't find out who he had met or what they had talked about.

"Besides, he is a very successful businessman in Hong Kong City."

Officer Xiaoqiu asked enthusiastically: "How successful is it?"

"Top-notch." Seeing that Officer Xiaoqiu had no idea about this, Lin Xinjia explained, "In Hong Kong City, judging the success of a businessman mainly depends on wealth. He has more than 10 billion assets to his name."

"hiss--"

Officer Xiaoqiu's eyes widened with a look of horror on his face. He was really frightened. What is the concept of tens of billions? She couldn't even imagine it in her mind. Poorly, she didn't even have a hundred dollars on her.

"So, he is actually... your boss?"

Lin Xinjia shrugged and said with a wry smile: "How dare I dare to be his boss? Among all his subordinates, I am the most useless one."

Officer Xiaoqiu blinked his eyes, "No way, I'm a policeman, I can reason. If that's the case, and he's behind bars, why don't he let others come over?"

"That's because I happen to be in the mainland."

Officer Xiaoqiu chuckled, still not believing it. "You're just being self-effacing. I think you must be quite capable."

"Really?" Lin Xinjia looked over with a different emotion, blushed slightly and asked, "Then, can we be friends?"

Officer Xiaoqiu: "!!!"

The girl hurriedly avoided his sight, lowered her head, and blushed a little.

After a long while, Lin Xinjia heard a reply as loud as a mosquito in his ear: "Yes, it's okay."

If Li Jiankun, who is low-key but shows extraordinary abilities in the end, is a king; then Lin Xinjia, who is high-profile, handsome, young and rich, and has the status of a foreign guest, is at least a little king for mainland girls of this era.

Lin Xinjia was so happy that he finally dared to take out a red rose wrapped in colored paper hidden in a black briefcase and presented it with both hands. "For you."

Officer Xiao Qiu took a peek. This was the first time in her life that she had received flowers. She raised her little hand to take it and hurriedly hid it under the table. "Thanks."

The sweet taste is in the air.

In the evening, the Shen family in Wudaokou residential area on the east side of Yanyuan.

In the main room of the east wing, the four members of the Shen family were eating to the end of their dinner. Shen Hongyi, who had been busy eating, glanced at his younger brother and said, "Have you finished eating?"

"What's wrong? I still want to eat chicken feet." Shen Zhuang said, raising his chopsticks and wanting to pick up the braised chicken feet and nibble on them.

"Stop eating and go out to play." Shen Hongyi took out two cents from her trouser pocket and handed it over.

"Okay! Sister." Shen Zhuang got the money and jumped out of the house. The chicken feet are not as delicious as "Tang Monk Meat".

The Shen family looked at their daughter together.

"I want to say something."

Obviously, otherwise, why would we need to leave Zhuangzhuang?

The Shen family waited patiently for the rest of the story.

Shen Hongyi still lowered her head, but said in an extremely determined tone: "I want to marry Li Jiankun."

Snapped!

Shen Xueshan slapped his hand on the table with an angry expression.

Shen's mother grabbed her husband and quickly smoothed things over. She looked at her daughter and asked, "Why did you mention this so suddenly? What did you think?"

"That's what I think, I want to marry him, right away!"

Shen Xueshan's face turned red with anger, what kind of family is that? The father is like a second-rate son. His son has a bright future and his selfish desires are greater than serving the motherland, so he goes into business. The daughter of a college student whom he managed to cultivate with great difficulty is also handsome. Why can't he find it in his future generation?

"Unless I die!"

Shen Hongyi's eyes were filled with endless sadness, and big tears fell down. After a long time, she took out a folded white envelope from her trouser pocket, and without saying a word, she walked along the slightly darkened wooden table. Push it to your parents.

Mother Shen opened the envelope, took out the letter inside and handed it to her husband. The two of them put their heads together and looked at each other.

"Oh! I've been hired again!" Shen's mother was overjoyed, knowing that this was the job that her daughter had been dreaming about.

Shen Xueshan raised his eyebrows and looked at his daughter.

Shen Hongyi couldn't tell them too much, she had always lied to them that the injury on her back was caused by herself. "He got it for me."

"So you want to marry him and commit yourself to him?"

"Yes!"

"I don't agree. The worst I can do is quit this job!"

(End of this chapter)