Chapter 479 Walkman

Chapter 479 Walkman

After a while, Lin Guangwei came over with a lead pot, on top of which were placed the three bowls, with chopsticks between his fingers.

"Let's eat, there is no pork at home, so I opened a can of mixed meat fried meat, and I can make do with it." Lin Guangwei put the lead pot on the table and said.

"Military cans?"

"That's right, last time I saw someone selling it, I bought three cans." Lin Guangwei opened the lid of the pot and picked noodles out with chopsticks.

"Is it expired?"

"No, it's still a few days away. It was produced in 1982 and has a shelf life of 24 months. Don't panic, I still have 702 at home. I will eat a piece or two when I'm hungry."

"702 compressed biscuits? I know someone who has a connection in the army. Our army didn't ration these things on a large scale at all. They were all used to help the Lunan monkeys back then."

"I met one, and he gave me a taste of something new, it's not good."

"Isn't that normal, military rations, how good do you expect the taste to be." Nan Yi took the bowl, picked out a chopstick, smelled it, and picked a piece of diced meat to taste. There was no smell, and then put another piece of meat Pass the bowl to Nan Ruofing.

Lin Guangwei took a few mouthfuls of noodles and asked, "What do you want to say, just say it."

Nanyi pushed the document bag to Lin Guangwei's side, and said: "It contains the technical information of the Walkman. If you don't understand it yourself, find someone who can read it for you. It involves some patented technologies. Detour, if you can't get around it, pull it down, little devils will not choose to file a lawsuit, they will just sit on the sidelines."

"Leave the Walkman technology to me?" Lin Guangwei said in surprise, "You want me to produce Walkmans?"

"Don't want it? You can return it to me if you don't want it." Nan Yi said playfully.

"Yes, of course, this is a golden bump, don't I am a fool." Lin Guangwei impatiently pulled the document out of the file bag, and threw it aside after reading two pages, "I read everything except the structure diagram. don't know."

"It's not difficult. A college graduate majoring in electronics can understand it. There is no advanced technology in it. It can be designed and produced with domestic technology, but the production line has to be imported from abroad."

Nan Yi said, took a few mouthfuls of noodles and continued: "Look at the last two pages, there are some design drawings on it."

Upon hearing this, Lin Guangwei quickly picked up the information again and turned to the last two pages, "Pager? No way, I can do this?"

"What are you thinking about? It's an electronic watch. If you want to make a Walkman, the plastic machine that produces the case can be modified to be the case of a pager, and you can produce an electronic watch that looks like a pager. Think about it, the electronic watch for a pager Is it good to sell, and what price can I sell it for?"

Lin Guangwei said excitedly: "It's a good seller, it must be a good seller. Although few people use the pager, there are already many people who know it. If the pager is not used, it's okay to show off the digital watch of the pager first.

Oh, such a good idea, why didn't I think of it, college students are college students, their brains are sharp, tsk tsk.

Alas, it's a pity, why isn't it a real pager? "

"What are you dreaming of in broad daylight? Let me tell you, the technology of pagers is not too advanced, and it is not difficult to imitate them, but patents cannot be bypassed at all. Both Bell and Motorola are difficult characters. Besides, you don’t know much about technology, so you should give up making pagers.”

"Come on, I know I can't do it, why can't I have a dream." Lin Guangwei muttered, and asked, "Are you going to partner with me in the Walkman business?"

"If you can do it alone, you can do it yourself. I will charge you 300,000 yuan for this information, and you will give me 500,000 yuan for the idea of ​​the electronic watch; also.

This business is not a big business to me, it doesn’t matter if I do it or not, and you don’t have to hide it, you can do it yourself if you can, you don’t have to partner with me. "

"How much does this business need to invest?" Lin Guangwei asked after thinking about it.

"There are about two hundred of them that can be moved, and there are about five or six hundred in total. Is there any difficulty?"

"Money is not too difficult. I scraped together a hundred and sixty or seventy yuan. I can make up another sum if I sell the factory. Now the hair curler business is still going well, and I can sell it for a good price. Think about it from acquaintances and banks. Way, I can scrape together five hundred yuan."

"Then you don't need to collect money for now, and the factory is not in a hurry to sell it. You can make a fortune on the electronic watch first, and then on the Walkman project. Take your time. I haven't heard of anyone playing Walkman in China. idea."

"This is the best way, and I don't have to be so pitiful." Lin Guangwei said, showing a bit of embarrassment, "Then this business, I'm not ashamed."

"Okay, I've already told you, this business is worthless to me." Nanyi waved his hand and said, "You have to give me the three hundred thousand as soon as possible, and the other five hundred thousand will wait until you make money. "

"Well, when are you leaving? If you don't leave today, I'll make it up for you tonight."

"Then there's no need to be in such a hurry. I plan to buy a few houses in Yangcheng. I'll leave this to you. You know better than me where the houses in Yangcheng are good. If you pick a good one, the 300,000 yuan will be spent."

"It's nothing if I help you buy a house, but you're not here, how can you transfer the ownership for me?"

"It's okay, whoever you are with me, just transfer the ownership to your name first, and I will send someone to handle the transfer with you later."

"It's okay. The housing prices in Yangcheng have risen a lot in the past two years. The expensive ones have sold for four to five hundred yuan. I think there is a problem with this housing price. It is so expensive. Few people can afford it. It will fall sooner or later. If you are prepared Hold back and wait for the value to rise, don’t blame me if you lose.”

"Nonsense, do you think you are smarter than me or something? Let me tell you, the house price won't go down even after you die. Well, having said that, you are not too old. Forget it, anyway, so Let me tell you, if you have spare money, you can buy a few houses and put them aside, you won't lose."

"Really?" Lin Guangwei asked in doubt.

"Believe it or not, I have to beg you to make you rich, right?"

"Xin Xin Xin, of course I believe you, yes, when I have spare money, I will also buy a dozen sets and stock up."

Lin Guangwei's tone was obviously full of disbelief, and Nanyi didn't explain any more. He listened to what he liked, and ignored it if he didn't.

Bowing his head to clean up the remaining instant noodles, Nanyi pushed the bowl aside.

"Is this area quiet at home?"

"Shouldn't be there. The stall opens early in the morning and closes at eight in the evening. It's open all year round. The small business is so beautiful that I won't take a day off."

"Can you earn a hundred and eighty a day?"

"It's more than a hundred and eight. Three hundred a day is no problem. Her soy sauce chicken business is doing well, and she is planning to open a new stall."

"It's pretty good. It's good to live a good life. It seems that the old people in our educated youth camp did not have a bad life."

"Everything is okay. Except for Zhao Hongzhuang, I still have contacts. They are all doing well. By the way, Lai Jihua's life is miserable. This poor boy has fallen, borrowed a large sum of money, and can't collect it. When he came back, the big hose behind him wanted to clean him up.

A few days ago, I came to my factory to find me, and wanted to ask me to borrow money to settle the debt. I couldn't save face, so I gave him thousands of mosquitoes on my body, and I didn't expect him to pay it back. "

"Oh, don't talk about him. I don't care whether he lives or dies. What about Jiang Biyun, have you met?"

"I've seen her twice, once at the end of last year, and once in March this year. She looked better than the last time. When I saw her this year, her face was flushed. I heard that she found a boyfriend who works in the provincial party committee."

"I know, her boyfriend is my college classmate."

"That's a coincidence. On the day they get married, who are you going to?"

"It's not easy to solve, Liu Zhen and I will do one by ourselves." Nan Yi took out a handkerchief and wiped Nan Ruobing's mouth, then wiped her fingers, then folded them, and wiped his own. hand, folded the handkerchief and stuffed it back into the pocket, "I have a very tight schedule today, so I won't sit any longer. There are two phone numbers on the 17th sheet in the information. If you have any difficulties with the Walkman project, you can call them. ask."

"Let's go now, don't you sit for a while?"

"Okay, don't be hypocritical and polite, let's take it from your heart." After saying a word, Nan Yi took Nan Ruofing's hand and stood up from his seat, "Let's go, send us out of the street."

"Damn it, get out of here, I'm planning to go back to sleep."

"Sleep, sleep, sleep to death, you son of a bitch." Nan Yi spat, and went straight to the phone on the side, "Is the phone not a decoration?"

"I can fight, where can I fight?"

"Nonsense, let someone pick it up."

"Big man, it's a big deal." Lin Guangwei teased.

"Just know, remember to flatter me next time."

Nan Yi picked up the phone and started turning the dial with a click.

...

Soon, Nan Yi and Nan Ruofeng were sitting on the plane flying to the capital. Nan Ruofeng was wearing a mask to block the swirling smoke, and Nan Yi complained there: "Do you have public morality? Smoke."

People, ass determines thinking, Nanyi has deliberately ignored that he used to be part of the smoking crowd on the plane, just like dog lovers think it is cute when they see a dog peeing in the park, but those who don’t love dogs will want to put it on The dog was killed.

Similarly, Nanyi does not smoke now, so he should stand in the same camp as those who hate smoking. When he sees someone smoking in public, he must criticize him. Even if he sees the word smoking in a book, he should stand on the moral high ground and use a whip. Severely whip the immoral person who wrote the article.

Rebellion, heresy, scum, garbage, no matter how bad the words are, they must be thrown in the face of immoral people, and they must be nailed to the pillar of shame.

"Wow, Dad, look, is this idiot my great-grandfather?" Nan Ruofing, who was flipping through the "Novelist" magazine, suddenly pointed at the pages of the book.

Nan Yi turned his head and took a glance, and saw the two big characters "God Whip" on the top of the page, Nan Yi smiled knowingly and said: "Don't talk nonsense, the joke was invented by my father at the beginning. In the Qing Dynasty, there were many words Ben used the money rat tail on his head as the material to create a lot of kung fu on braids;

As for the purpose, Dad is not too clear, it may be to open up the eyes of the Qing Dynasty, or it may be to avoid being seized, after all, the person who wrote the storybook also has to eat.

If you are interested in that period of history, you can go to Tangqianyan's information to see what happened in the martial arts in the late Qing Dynasty, but just read it, just read it as a martial arts story, don't take it seriously. "

"Well, why? There was no real martial arts before?"

"I don't know. Dad has never experienced that era. All he knows is hearsay. Whether it is the burning of books and burying Confucianism in the Qin Dynasty, or the literary inquisition in the Qing Dynasty that lasted for 250 years since Shunzhi, it all shows that - our descendants read it in books. The content I found has been deleted, even altered from black to white, so it’s hard to tell whether it’s true or false.”

"Can't official history be trusted?"

"It's hard to say, let's look at it dialectically with a skeptical attitude. Do historians know of two types?"

"I know, one is to follow the emperor and record the emperor's words and deeds and the gains and losses of government affairs. The emperor cannot read these records; the other is to compile the history of previous dynasties." Nan Ruofing nodded and said.

"Yes, the former is called the daily life annotated historian. Do you think the content written by the daily annotated historian is credible? How authentic is it?" Nan Yi asked again.