My Lord, you need to stand up!

Chapter 821 Time Will Tell

Apart from the four-story podium, the standard floors of the TV production building are all over 1,000 square meters. Apart from Liu Zhiyuan's finance center and the offices of several managers and supervisors, the rest are open-plan workstations.

In the end, Wei Dong was still given a general manager's office of about 200 square meters.

It is said that the layout was designed by Chi Shiming, similar to the boss's office with a conference table seen in later TVB business dramas such as "At the Threshold of an Era".

As a result, Xu Rao and his group took over the area.

If it weren't for Yu Xiaoqiu and the others' persuasion, everyone would have really kicked these usurpers out!
Therefore, from a management perspective, people are not allowed to get involved or interact with that side.

It's good that Wei Dong laughed when he heard this, so that everyone can experience the harsh realities of society, not just the ideals of poetry and distant places, but also the mundane realities of the present.

So, after giving a few instructions to the manager's office, Yu Xiaoqiu made sure to arrange the strategic meeting for the evening. She even secretly touched up her makeup, and under everyone's watchful eyes, she completely outshone the two food service girls.

He then led Wei Dong to his office.

The property management cleans the place every day, so it's quite clean and tidy. The main difference is the relaxed atmosphere of the dozen or so people lounging around inside, which is quite different from the spirited atmosphere outside.

Especially on those large artificial leather sofas, there are rows and rows of people lounging around like Ge You.

A long conference table that can seat more than ten people is piled with playing cards, a coffee table next to the sofa is set with various tea sets, and the executive desk is piled with newspapers, magazines, pictorials and other publications. There is even a color TV with a video recorder!
Wei Dong even suspected that they were gathering here to watch that little movie that Chen Xiao Er had been secretly watching.

As a result, this group of people applauded him in various lazy manners: "Impressive! Dongzi, you really created this situation all by yourself!"

"You live up to your reputation; you're a skilled commander, even in battle!"

Someone else slapped the TV on the head, saying, "Dongzi, come here, see if this thing is worth anything. You're definitely the most reliable person to help with this."

This allows Wei Dong to call most people by name: "How is the air conditioning cooling effect? ​​If there are any problems, please provide feedback and make improvements as soon as possible!"

People had no choice but to sit up straight and give a thumbs up: "Awesome! This year, every unit that installed the central air conditioning system assembled by Pingqi Factory has given the same response: great! I heard that the factory received orders for more than 200 central air conditioning systems this year, and you still managed to stay out of it. Everyone says you are truly wise and prudent."

Since last year's National Day, we have been helping to install central air conditioning in this building. We used the large fuel engines from Hongyan Machinery Factory to power the system, and the old workshop of Pingqi Factory to make the bent air ducts and air-cooled heat towers. During this period when we could only rely on imported air conditioning equipment and were short of foreign exchange, we were able to help more than ten state-owned enterprises solve the problem of high temperatures.

The feedback came out this summer.

Although a set costs more than 100,000 yuan, the diesel engine, fan, and air-cooled water tower are all produced by state-owned factories, and they are sourced and handed over internally.

Two hundred sets, that's tens of millions in sales, but Wei Dong didn't actually earn a single penny.

To Wei Dong's surprise, the potted plant he planted unintentionally last year became the most frequently mentioned aspect of his reputation in Beijing.

Now, I asked casually, but I felt like I was vaguely bringing up something, so I'll leave it at that. I frowned at the color TV: "What treasure? Is this color TV anything special? It looks weird..."

It took a lot of searching to find the words in my mind: "This is a surveillance device, right? A regular color TV doesn't look like this!"

It's almost a square with sharp angles, and it even has a framed edge. Hmm, it's quite similar to the architectural features of the hutong hotel I saw this morning.

Ordinary home TVs look like this, but in a monitoring room, you can stack several of them together.

So the old security guard was still familiar with the area.

Sure enough, the group exclaimed in admiration: "You have a good eye! This is a high-level command vehicle produced by the Jibei Air Force Direct Automobile Modification Plant in conjunction with the Pingjing Television Factory. It was just put together last quarter. It's a real pity that it missed your auto expo, Dongzi. I guarantee you can find a way to sell it."

Wei Dong nearly popped his eyes out: "This color TV is installed in a car?!"

Later, there were new energy vehicles with color TVs, refrigerators, and big sofas, and now they're starting to tinker with them?
Yes, they even pulled Wei Dong to look out the window at the row of cars parked below. There was a gray-blue SUV. When Wei Dong got out of the car, he glanced at it and thought it was a Cherokee. But now, looking down, he realized the proportions were off, especially since there was a Cherokee parked next to it.

In short, the Air Force originally intended to install surveillance equipment on vehicles for use in various specialized positions.

However, after it was developed, the military couldn't buy too many units, and the development costs couldn't be covered, so they thought of selling it to local areas.

"It's based on the 212 chassis. These kinds of cars are all made by small workshops, what's the point? Once the Cherokee supply chain is established, they'll all go out of business. We should adjust our strategy as soon as possible and start making parts for the Cherokee."

If the problem of consuming more than 9,000 US dollars in foreign exchange for each Cherokee produced is solved, and a large proportion of raw materials are sourced domestically for production parts, this car will absolutely crush all domestically manufactured hand-made vehicles, and will also leave other joint venture and imported off-road vehicles helpless.

Aside from being slightly less durable than Toyota and Nissan, the Cherokee is absolutely no less capable in other aspects.

The car model can be sold all the way into the new century.

It's much more advanced than the Dodge 600. What Wei Dong was after was that these two cars could train generations of people in the automotive industry, just like the Whampoa Military Academy. The future wouldn't be his concern.

Everyone else chimed in, mainly teasing their friend for embarrassing himself in front of his parents. The wrinkled-faced man who had boasted so much said, "Think of a way, really, Dongzi. No matter what, as long as we sell a batch, I'll have some face left, and they won't say I'm just messing around!"

It's still the same old story as Xu Rao; appearances are the most important thing. While Wei Dong was observing the TV, he casually remarked, "Which side do you have a stronger relationship with, the car or the TV?"

Everyone burst into laughter at his unexpected response and gathered around to watch the spectacle.

The guy scratched his head vigorously: "My dad is on the car side, and my mom is on the TV side, either way is fine."

Everyone was laughing so hard they were doubled over. No wonder they managed to come up with such a bizarre-looking car model.

Wei Dong laughed too, turning the TV over and over to examine every detail carefully, and sure enough, he found the English words "injection molding" on the corner of the bottom shell.

The current factory manager of Xishan Factory, Lao Yao, was originally the factory manager of Bakelite Plastics Factory and is an injection molding expert.

I explained to Rang Weidong before that the main problem with domestic injection molding technology is the molds. Therefore, most of the products with such precise shapes are made on imported production lines and with imported molds.

Even domestic manufacturers wouldn't bother with polishing or adjustments; it even has JVC part numbers on it: "This thing should be a monitor. If the factory price is cheap, I can order it in units of a thousand, and I'll try to... export it."

The factory for the surveillance camera has been completed, and efforts are underway to establish production lines. Lin Wangfu, using the name of Singapore Electronics Company, imports CCD sensors from Japan through a Citibank agent, which are currently not produced domestically. Everything else can be produced domestically.

The key is to accurately address the issue of whether or not something exists, thereby helping to drive the development of the entire security and surveillance industry in mainland China. This is also one of the main future directions for the Xishan Electronics Industry Cluster.

Originally, we planned to use color display tubes from Shanghai Vacuum Electronics Factory to assemble monitors to match the needs of Apple computers. However, Apple has already filled its production capacity, so we have to find other manufacturers to fill the gap.

In fact, the information Wei Dong saw from the Ministry of Electronics Industry indicated that the various television production lines that were springing up all over the country would soon become overcapacitated.

They thought it was still a large-scale battle, with production nationwide, which would completely solve the problem of a certain industry. Little did they know that in ten years or so, the television would still be the same television, and innovation and development would still have to rely on foreign R&D investment, resulting in a lot of redundant construction.

But in the end, he stopped himself from saying anything, because he didn't want to be criticized again for relying on state-owned industries to make money domestically.

This guy even confirmed if he wanted the video recorder too, and immediately went to make a call, all smiles.

Wei Dongcai finally faced Xu Rao, who was sitting in the executive chair.

Because this person was the most languid and had the most complicated expression: "My office has nothing. In terms of luxury and comfort, the suite upstairs is much more uncomfortable. What feng shui aspect are you after?"

The others immediately chimed in with laughter: "At first, Xiao Si and the others were stubborn, saying they booked a suite for themselves. But now that they see money coming in every day, who would want to keep their own room? Your feng shui is the best!"

Oh, so it was a freebie.

Ke Xu Rao shook his head: "I came here to learn how you do business. Others may not know, but it's been published in Hong Kong newspapers that you've earned at least two hundred million US dollars in North America."

The others obviously knew as well, so they didn't make a big fuss.

But then fall silent and listen.

Wei Dong laughed and said, "I neither used state-owned assets to make money, nor did I try to use the money I earned to buy influence."

Xu Rao smiled and replied, "More and more people are speaking up for you."

Wei Dong raised an eyebrow: "No, did I give so many people benefits?"

Xu Rao pointed at the guy on the phone: "For example, wouldn't they speak up for you?"

Wei Dong laughed and shook his head: "No, I believe that if I break the law, they will arrest me without hesitation and bring me to justice."

Xu Rao shook his head: "What you did was not just a small favor, but something that, while seemingly not breaking the law, was like boiling a frog in slowly boiling water."

Let Wei Dong stop arguing: "Fine, I have no obligation to persuade or correct anyone. Whether I am serving the people and making the masses more satisfied and supportive of the motherland, time will prove everything."

He held back some of what he wanted to say.

Xu Rao persisted: "Since the beginning of this year, the industrial output growth rate of Jiangzhou City has been declining rapidly, while that of Shanghai has doubled one after another. Are you demonstrating your influence?"

Just as Wei Dong was about to leave, he sat down face to face with her and said, "The gap may widen further next year. You can ask that comrade who was transferred from the Economic Commission in Shanghai. Originally, we discussed relocating Chrysler's Dodge industrial chain to Jiangzhou to help Jiangzhou become the leading industrial city in western China. However, after careful consideration, we realized that business planning cannot be based on emotions. The Yangtze River Delta region needs such an industrial chain to drive overall industrial development. What Jiangzhou should do now is to promote agricultural poverty alleviation. This is what I, as a private entrepreneur, want to do to the best of my ability. If my decision affects Jiangzhou's industrial output, then we should ask if there is anything that needs to be improved in Jiangzhou's state-owned assets and state-owned model, which are the mainstays of the economy."

He wouldn't argue that I have any merit or ability, or that a factory with ten thousand people could bring about any changes in the data of a heavy industrial city with millions of people.

This guy is clearly being blamed or made a scapegoat.

Xu Rao still looked at him: "Are you building a 10,000-ton ship?"

When Wei Dong saw him slumped over, he actually laughed.

(End of this chapter)