Rebirth: My 80s

Chapter 682: Potian’s Resources

"Boss—Boss—"

Hongkou Stadium, inside the central building, the computer room of China Radio.

Li Jiankun bought some fruits and pastries and was giving warmth to the technicians who were stationed here in 24-hour shifts. Suddenly there was a banging sound at the door.

Lin Xinjia's scream sounded outside the door. Everyone in the computer room was nervous, thinking that something big had happened, but listening carefully to Mr. Lin's tone, his voice seemed to be filled with joy.

The door opens.

Lin Xinjia rushed in holding a Red Light radio, his long, bronze face filled with ecstasy.

Everyone felt relieved at the same time. Is there great news?

Seeing Li Jiankun's questioning look, Lin Xinjia said nothing, put the radio on the table, turned on the switch, and a standard radio tone came from inside:

"This is a heartfelt affirmation of our country's various developments..."

The broadcast on this channel came to an end, but Lin Xinjia had no regrets and continued to turn the switch with his finger.

"It is reported that the new luxury large passenger aircraft - Boeing 767, coming from the port city to welcome foreign guests to the National Games this time is Cathay Pacific Airways, and our China Merchants Group has a stake in this company..."

Li Jiankun originally wanted to hear it. This was news that he was interested in. Unexpectedly, Lin Xinjia changed his mind again. His expression was somewhat surprised. What on earth did he want to hear?

"According to our news, Mr. Samaranch, President of the International Olympic Committee, was interviewed by the media this time and solemnly mentioned our country's leadership in radio communication technology..."

Lin Xinjia was refreshed. He looked around the computer room and pointed at the radio, signaling everyone to be silent and listen carefully.

Something strange flashed across Li Jiankun's eyes. Did Samaranch send an assist?

"Chinese characters, as one of the most complex characters in the world, have actually been transmitted to and displayed on mobile device terminals - pagers using radio technology in real time. This shocked Mr. Samaranch. He made it clear that he had visited all over the world. In most countries of the world, this leading radio communication technology is rarely seen.

"Mr. Samaranch highly praised our technological development. He said that our country's technology is already ahead of most Western countries and is not much worse than the United States..."

The corners of Li Jiankun's mouth grinned unconsciously. This was such an unexpected surprise.

The expressions of other people in the computer room were similar, especially the four members of Ding Lun's team who were mainland citizens. They understood the significance of this news better than the few people temporarily transferred from Huadian IC Design Center, or Sama. What a sensation Lanci's words will cause.

This country and its people need a sense of identity so much.

The trauma caused by the past war has caused almost every inch of this country to be filled with flames of war and gunpowder smoke. Although the war was won, it was a tragic victory, and we had nothing left -

China's glory of standing proudly on top of the world for thousands of years and attracting all nations to come has become history.

This country is impoverished. Under extremely difficult conditions, we secretly lick our wounds, work hard, and vow to revive China. But this road is not that easy. If we keep catching up and lagging behind, people will collapse...

The country and the people need some exciting news, such as the launch of two bombs and one satellite. It does not even need to be so blockbuster. Even if an athlete wins a gold medal in an international competition, it is still progress and the result of efforts to catch up. Isn’t it verified?

Only then will there be motivation.

And this time, it’s exciting news coming from a new field—civilian technology.

Ordinary people don’t understand military technology that is too secretive and high-end, but they will at least understand one thing: technology represents the future.

If we can lead the world in one area of ​​civilian technology, then why can’t we lead the world in other areas?

This will bring a sense of pride and unparalleled self-confidence.

"Boss, we are definitely going to be popular!" Lin Xinjia said with his face flushed with excitement. His feelings were no different from those of mainlanders.

After all, the time to swim there was short, and he had stayed in the mainland for most of these years. In terms of status, he was a Hong Kong native, but his heart was always in the mainland.

Before Li Jiankun could answer, as if to confirm Lin Xinjia's words, a landline phone in the computer room rang.

"Hello?" Ding Lun raised his hand and picked it up.

The excited and panicked voice of Zhang Xinmei from Iron Lady Factory came from the other end of the phone: "Is Mr. Li here?"

"Here I am."

"Put him on the phone."

After Li Jiankun took over the microphone, Zhang Xinmei said like a machine gun: "Oh, Mr. Li, we are afraid that there will be a fire. A large number of reporters rushed into the factory, including TV stations. I, I can't handle it." Come……"

"I'll be there right away." Li Jiankun said with a smile.

"Okay, then I'll entertain you first."

After hanging up the phone, Li Jiankun looked around the computer room. Everyone laughed out loud. Your hard work is not in vain!

"Let's go, Xinjia."

"What about those two?"

"Let them see it."

The public security in the country is now very good, and the event that started in August is currently very popular. The ghosts and snake gods just wish they couldn't find a place to hide, and there are really not many people who dare to come out and show off. The Fugui brothers are undoubtedly sports enthusiasts. If Li Jiankun is at the stadium and doesn't leave in a short time, they will rush to watch the game.

On the way to the Iron Lady Factory, Li Jiankun had many explanations for Lin Xinjia.

On the mainland, even in official information, Lin Xinjia is the general manager of Chinese Electronics, so it is more legitimate for him to come forward on major news occasions.

After arriving at the Iron Lady Factory, just as Zhang Xinmei informed on the phone, the administrative building on the third floor was almost packed with reporters.

Hearing that people from the Chinese Electronics Company appeared, there was a commotion in the building, and Li Jiankun and Li Jiankun were directly under siege. "Don't be anxious, everyone. Don't worry, the news you want will definitely be given to you. The incident happened suddenly and we were also surprised. Give us some time to breathe."

After much effort, Li Jiankun and Lin Xinjia managed to squeeze into the factory director's office and meet Zhang Xinmei.

Through Zhang Xinmei, they had a clear understanding of the current situation: among the media, the one with the biggest background, the one who should not be neglected, and the one who would have the best promotion effect for them, was undoubtedly the reporter from Shanghai TV Station.

Zhang Xinmei said: "The TV station said that they want to invite the person in charge of Huadian to do an exclusive interview with the station. The station has reserved broadcast time during prime time tonight."

Now Samaranch's interview quotes are being "bombed" in all media channels in this city. People are eager to know what is going on with the pager Samaranch talks about, what it looks like, and what's behind it. What kind of story is there.

This urgency is definitely greater than chasing "Volleyball Girls" during prime time in the evening.

How could the TV station miss this opportunity to create ratings? Besides, this is also the requirement of the leaders above.

When PoTian's advertising resources fell on his head, Li Jiankun naturally had no reason not to accept them. "In this case, Xinjia, you go with the people from the TV station and leave this to me."

The Modu TV station expelled Lin Xinjia, which made many media reporters present very unhappy. Fortunately, Li Jiankun's ability to control the situation was absolutely first-class. He invited reporters from all walks of life to the small auditorium of the Iron Lady Factory to conduct interviews in the form of a press conference, ensuring that Every media company takes good care of it——

Taking good care of them is equivalent to wasting advertising resources in vain.

The family is not left alone, and all questions will be answered.

Li Jiankun's identity was: the person in charge of the joint venture factory in the Chinese Electronics Zone.

This was a long process, and there were so many reporters that Zhang Xinmei specially arranged for some girls in the factory to serve tea and water to provide logistical services.

At the same time, Lin Xinjia, who came to the TV station, declined the idea of ​​putting makeup on him. After briefly tidying up in front of the makeup mirror, he walked into the studio under the guidance of the staff.

The program is recorded in the form of an interview. There is no instrumental audience. On the only bright stage in the studio, there are two single-seater red lacquered wooden sofas. There is a coffee table with a wooden frame and a glass surface in the middle, and a side table behind it. A blue and white background board displays the name of the program - "Eastern Time and Space".

The host is the leading actress of Modu TV, a woman with good temperament and intellectual beauty.

Host: "Hello, audience friends, I believe this young and promising entrepreneur sitting next to me is still unfamiliar to everyone, but if you mention his company's products, everyone must be familiar with them. Thank you very much Chinese Mr. Lin Xinjia, the general manager of the electronics company, was able to accept our interview and expressed his gratitude to Huadian pagers for providing communication support for the National Games."

Lin Xinjia (waving): "It's an honor to accept this interview, and I'm happy to meet you all."

Host: "Mr. Lin, the audience must be very curious now, what does a Huadian pager look like?"

Lin Xinjia: "I happened to bring one with me this time."

What follows is a lengthy introduction to the product. Lin Xinjia holds a Han-display BB camera in his hand, and the camera shoots from far to near. The host complimented her at the right time, and her unique female voice of exclamation was very arousing.

Host (looking at the director in the audience): "Mr. Lin, I heard that your company has a joint venture in Pengcheng Special Economic Zone?"

Lin Xinjia: "Not only in Pengcheng, there is also one in Huizhou called 'TCL Home Appliances'."

Host (nervous): "Wow, they say Huadian is a patriotic enterprise and it is true. So if this pager is sold in the mainland and uses simplified Chinese characters, does that prove that it is a product created by your company's joint venture?"

Lin Xinjia (smiling): "I know what you want to ask. Let me tell you this. The technical support from the Mainland is indispensable for the advent of this pager. We would like to express our special thanks to Professor Ni Guanglan of the Chinese Academy of Sciences. His research on Chinese display technology is Results.”

The director in the audience grinned - there was no need to trim this section.

What made him even more happy was what came next.

Lin Xinjia recalled the boss's explanation and continued: "We are very optimistic about the development prospects of the mainland, and the focus of future development will be on the mainland. In fact, I stay in the mainland for most of the year. Some things cannot be erased. Here, I must tell you one thing——"

The host pretended to be listening.

Lin Xinjia: "My hometown is in Pengcheng, in a small village called Camellia Brigade."

The host's eyes suddenly turned red, he put down the black microphone, clapped his hands, and the audience burst into applause.

With such overflowing patriotic enthusiasm, it would be superfluous to say another word. And this sentiment was also broadcast without any editing during prime time in the evening.

Under the hazy night, among the lights of thousands of houses in Shanghai, people were crowded in front of every TV set, and many citizens had tears in their eyes.

Post and Telecommunications Courtyard.

Dormitory Building No. 1, Unit 302, Room .

In the living room, the You family couple sat next to each other on the red lacquered wooden sofa, with four pairs of eyes staring at a 14-inch Venus brand black and white TV set on the TV cabinet of the same color opposite.

"Lao You, isn't this Huadian pager from the bureau?"

You Yongyi's gray eyebrows had been raised for a while, thinking to himself, compared with this Huadian pager, what was the Starlight pager Huang Huangfu brought?

It’s just a plastic lump!

Huang Jinfu even keeps saying that it is the most advanced product in Hong Kong City.

Yes, the old lady didn’t need to ask, he was also thinking, why didn’t Huadian Company cooperate with their post and telecommunications company? Rather than seek inferiority, he might even find a women's hygiene product factory...

Fan Song, who specializes in the development of the pager business, has never reported on the situation of Huadian brand pagers before. Instead, he published several news articles in newspapers that confused him earlier.

Now he realized that there must be something going on here!

With this thought in mind, You Yongyi stood up angrily, went to the side of the TV cabinet, to a stand covered by a white mesh cover for telephones, and made a call.

"Xiao Wei, go find Fan Song and Huang Jinfu and ask them to come see me... yes, now!"

"Okay Chief."

(End of this chapter)