My Lord, you need to stand up!

Chapter 458 This stepmother isn't so bad after all.

Similarly, the subsequent computer advertisements were not intended to sell computers.

Instead, it was to inform the whole country that domestically produced computers already existed, to first establish a concept.

This is Yu Xiaoqiu's charming performance.

She was sitting by the window racking her brains to do her homework, but she couldn't help but sneak a peek at the person next to her, truly bringing out the most charming and lively features of the little beauty.

After creating suspense several times, the camera finally moved away, revealing the beautiful black computer next to it.

The graphical interface was covered with text. She would occasionally reach out and tap a few keys, showing that she was either typing or reading (a short article) and was quite clever.

At this moment, Wang Zhiwen poked his head out the window with dissatisfaction: "Have you finished reading the novel? It's my turn to play games... Oh, I mean write programs!"

Yu Xiaoqiu retorted, "What are you reading? I'm writing!"

Wang Zhiwen reached out to take the main unit away...

With just these two lines of dialogue, the white screen fades out, revealing the final "X" mark and the striking black home computer.

Voiceover advertising slogan: "AX Home Computers, bringing endless unknown possibilities."

If that car commercial made Qin Yuye known overnight as a charming advertising girl across the country, it also made the song resonate with the hearts of millions of viewers.

This computer advertisement is pure technological shock.

Is this what a computer is?!
Is this the legendary high technology?
It has to be said that the black computer tower and 12-inch monitor do give off a mysterious and high-tech feel.

This is an era where life sciences are all the rage, where qigong can cure all diseases, and where you can receive cosmic energy by putting a pot on your head.

The advancements in computer technology today have naturally amazed the entire nation.

The advertisement was only fifteen seconds long, but it accurately conveyed several clear messages.

This is a home computer.

The first supercomputer in China was reported in the news a couple of years ago. Aside from singing and dancing to celebrate, no one really knew what it could do.

It is said to be very useful for petroleum, geological exploration, medium- and long-term numerical forecasting, and satellite image processing. It is an important means of calculating large-scale scientific research projects and national defense construction, and plays a very important role in accelerating modernization.

More importantly, only a handful of countries are capable of developing giant electronic computers, so let's just celebrate.

Is it now clearly for home use?
Can you help with laundry or cooking?

In the era when slogans for building the Four Modernizations were shouted everywhere, everyone was full of imagination about the future.

I feel that the future we're working so hard to build will definitely be a future where everything is automated and technologically advanced.

You would never have imagined that the future would lead us back to nature, with its green hills and clear waters.

This computer is now the key to unlocking the future.

Reading novels, writing articles, playing games, programming?

What kind of function is this for a home computer?

But curiosity was certainly planted in the hearts of many people from that moment on.

From that night until the next day at school and workplace, there must have been many people discussing what this computer was all about.

Of course, everyone tacitly kept quiet about the stunningly beautiful woman driving the SUV.

At most, I'll talk about that magical song, and the inexplicable feeling that seemed to have stirred something in my heart.

Impatient citizens of Pyeonggyeong can ride bicycles directly to the night market at the East Automobile Factory to listen to the full version.

It feels like this car ad, which claims there are no cars to sell, is actually advertising for the night market, as the number of people gathering there has clearly doubled throughout the night.

When Qin Yuye started singing in good spirits, the audience listened in complete silence, making her almost want to bring a band from Hong Kong to accompany her.

College students don't need to attend.

Full of enthusiasm, they not only rushed to explore new provinces and markets, but also quickly spread the news that the year-end sales bonus was a car to various places.

Old Cheng was only left with astonishment: "Is this appropriate?"

Currently, the PyeongKyoto joint venture plant can actually produce more than 20,000 212 vehicles per year.

The vast majority of vehicles were taken away by the military and various other units, following the standard system of unified purchase and distribution. Only a very small number of vehicles were purchased at the factory gate, so the funds basically had to be allocated by higher authorities.

This is a characteristic of a planned economy: the purpose of factories is not to make a profit and survive, but to meet the production needs designated by the state.

At first, everyone is enthusiastic about building the motherland, but later it will inevitably turn into slacking off, being lazy, and eating from the same pot.

If inefficiency prevents the task from being completed, then add more people and expand the scale. Add more water if there's too much flour, and more flour if there's too much water. No matter how much you add, it's all the same – everyone eats from the same pot.

So the factory used to have more than 10,000 employees, which is less than half of the current production capacity of 4,000 employees after the joint venture.

Not to mention that these four thousand people also need to produce Cherokees.

So it's no wonder that imported car models can't be produced well.

Essentially, it's still about manufacturing the 212. Even so, the 212 is in short supply, with people queuing up to pick it up and even writing notes to get one through back channels.

It's in high demand.

Wei Dong was also very confident: "If we raise the retail price a little, to 28,800, and we can sell thousands of units across the country every year, that would be tens of millions in sales. This would allow Pingjing Automobile Factory to make money and pay taxes, without going into our private pockets. Do you think the higher-ups would agree? If we can really sell tens of thousands of units, that would be a scale of hundreds of millions. Selling any camera is not as fast as selling cars."

Unlike Director Zhu, Lao Cheng wasn't hesitant or overly cautious. He had already tasted the sweetness of market success by selling cheap cameras: "Okay!"

He used the same energy he had shown in the previous camera production campaign to increase production, and he was actually the most suited to this planned economy production model.

Wei Dong had to remind him again that the production process should follow the foreign company's model. 212 was just for making a living and driving the survival of the existing supporting factories. The core was still the production development of Cherokee.

Only by truly localizing the production of the Cherokee in China can a qualitative change be brought about.

His greatest hope lies in getting a large number of college students whose work relationships are with "Dongsheng Trading" involved in various stages of the production line.

After arranging these things, I plan to go to Shanghai to inspect the construction progress of the electronics industrial park, and then hurry back to Jiangzhou.

The most urgent task at present is to ensure the raising of foreign exchange at the level of tens of millions of US dollars for "barter".

Computer chips and original Cherokee components are all imported from here.

It feels like a lord is worrying about everything.

Moreover, there used to be someone to support the family, but now it seems that only by being busy like this can I fill that vague emptiness.

But others certainly don't think that way.

The second son of the Xu family, perhaps having seen the computer advertisement, immediately followed Wu Xi to their door.

Wei Dong was giving Qin Yuye instructions: "Should you go to Citibank first to set up the registration of the trading company and discuss sales channels? I can't possibly do this part of the work, can I?"

Unexpectedly, the Hong Kong girl's inner performing spirit was awakened. She clasped her hands together and pleaded coquettishly, "Let me sing some more songs in mainland China. I really like the feeling of holding music festivals. I like listening to crosstalk and I invite them to sing. Let me shoot a few more commercials. I've spent so much energy on the factory this year, it's time for me to take a vacation!"

Xiaodie sits on her dad's lap, and now she's making disgusted noises as she tries to pry things off.

Even someone as young as her could see the seductive aura emanating from her.

Wei Dong was speechless. It was like if he wanted to hire college graduates, he would have to bear the side effects of being educated: "What about the jobs? Thousands of garment workers rely on you for their livelihood. Do they also need to take vacations?"

Qin Yuye also pushed the responsibility onto his sister-in-law: "Xueqing promised to help take care of the factory... Overseas, I'll have Lawson go?"

Lord Wei Dong was not forceful: "Alright, then you must make sure to keep a close eye on this matter. It's very important and not something to joke about. Increase the production and export volume of jeans. I've got an export quota now, it would be a waste not to use it."

The girl had already started teasing the child: "Okay, Xiaodie, how about we go sing karaoke tonight?"

The little girl cautiously hid in her father's arms, completely unaffected by his seductive charm.

Wei Dong also doted on and protected the child, saying, "With so many people making a fuss, the child needs to go to bed early to grow up well."

Qin Yuye couldn't help but ask, "Are you just going to take care of her like this, waiting for the child's mother to come back?"

Wei Dong abruptly turned away: "It's not important, but the child is innocent, and I have the responsibility to raise him."

Gentle breeze and soft rain are the right way to appreciate a beauty: "Yes, but it's best for a child to have her mother's company at this time, even if it's just a substitute female caregiver. It's much more complete than having a single father. At least I noticed that she has never looked for her mother, which is already a bit strange."

Therefore, there is absolutely no concept of psychological comfort in mainland China at this time, but common sense from thirty or forty years later will fit in with the current Hong Kong culture.

Wei Dong hesitated: "Well, I didn't expect the business trip to last so long. Her aunt can take care of her when I get back, so I guess..."

In a rare moment of open and honest conversation, an Audi glided up and stopped at the entrance of the alley. Wu Xi got out of the back seat and said, "Look, as I said, not everyone who makes money wants to live a life of debauchery. Xu Rao said he wanted to come and meet with you."

What kind of class can a mala tang (spicy hot pot) shop in a hutong (alleyway) be?

The simplest way to register a restaurant is to paint and clean it, hang a wooden sign, and then the floor is still the uneven, black, muddy kind of soil.

The tables, chairs, and benches are the simplest and cheapest street goods, with absolutely no patina or heritage.

Three or four tables filled the store, and two of them had to be placed against the wall.

Yet the "family of three" sitting inside exuded an ethereal beauty, like rare gems amidst the turbid world.

Of course, Qin Yuye's mature beauty beyond her years was the main attraction, but the little girl dressed up like a porcelain doll with two pigtails was just as stunning.

Wei Dong's success is entirely due to his calm and composed demeanor.

He stood up while holding the child and said, "Let me introduce you, Wei Dong. This is Ms. Qin, a businesswoman from Hong Kong."

Seeing the other person in a suit and tie, whose gaze lingered on Qin Yuye with amazement, she decided to be upfront about it.

His tall, slender, and languid demeanor was exactly like Wu Xi's, but his handshake was slightly cool: "Since you've come to Pingjing, you should exchange ideas. In less than a month, you've had so many good news to share."

They were originally going to shake hands, but Qin Yuye, who stood up side by side with Qin Yuye, smiled and reached out to take the child.

Too busy: "You two take your time talking, Xiaodie, say goodbye to your dad..."

Her gentle and virtuous appearance made Wei Dong think that becoming a stepmother wasn't out of the question.

But we still had to be extremely alert and focused on what was in front of us.

(End of this chapter)