Chapter 11: Piece of cake

Zheng Xiangqing suppressed the chaotic thoughts and tried to remember, is there anyone on top of him?
After Tan Zhenhua said that, he also understood that the taste has come. After all, China has been influenced by thousands of years of feudal tradition. As the saying goes, "There are people in North Korea who are good officials." This is the same in business. If you can find someone above to help yourself. Speaking, it is estimated that this crisis will be able to overcome itself without attack. If you find the right person, you may be able to earn the title of "vanguard of reform" or something, it will be even more beautiful.
But he thought about it, thinking about breaking his head, but he didn't know who else was on it.
Shi Jinkuan, the director of the General Electric Factory on the street, must not be counted. Although he has a little energy, his small street factory in Shi Jinkuan has an annual output value of 100 million! Even his own little shrimp may have an accident, can Shi Jinkuan run?
Who else? By the way, there was a Secretary Yuan who visited the Shichang Manager last time. At that time, Secretary Yuan heard the Shichang Manager's introduction that he was the "Coil King" of Liushi, and he also boasted that he was only an official. We didn’t take the official articles we used to heart. This Secretary Yuan seemed to have heard that he was the secretary of the municipal party committee who had just taken office, but that was the secretary of Wenzhou City. The small Xiaoliu City where I was staying was just a city under the jurisdiction of Wenzhou City. It's just a small county. Maybe, based on his friendship with Lao Shi, he can find him? Since Secretary Yuan can praise himself, he should help himself, maybe, maybe... will it?
Thinking of this, he hesitated and said: "Maybe, I can find Secretary Yuan of the Wenzhou Municipal Party Committee?"
Tan Zhenhua's eyes lit up when he heard it, and asked: "Secretary Yuan? No. 1? Are you familiar with him?"
Zheng Xiangqing shook his head straight, "I just met once. I happened to meet him. I didn't say a few words."
Tan Zhenhua was discouraged and said: "I thought you could pass through the sky. It turned out to be a one-sided fate. I guess people will forget you when they come back and use wool."
Zheng Xiangqing argued with a thick neck: "That's not necessarily true. When Secretary Yuan heard that I was the'King of Coil', he praised me a lot!"
Tan Zhenhua rubbed his bare chin for a long time and said, "Mr. Zheng, even if you can talk to Secretary Yuan, you are telling me, why should such a big leader help you?"
"This..." Zheng Xiangqing opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything. Yes, he is the secretary of the municipal party committee of Wenzhou, a prefecture-level city. He has a great future. He is only an educated youth returning to the city. Farewell, people are neither close to themselves nor acquainted with them, so why should they risk losing the black yarn to help themselves? "
Pan Shuisheng looked at Tan Zhenhua, who seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and felt that this kid must be holding bad water. Today, I was tossed by this kid. This mood is like a roller coaster... ahem, at that time there was no such thing in China. Understand the spirit, understand the spirit-the ups and downs are so uncomfortable. At this time, I caught the opportunity for revenge, so he stretched out his hand and twisted Tan Zhenhua's ears, and said, "Smelly boy, itchy skin, right? Any ideas? Hurry up, or I will teach his son on behalf of Lao Tan today!"
Tan Zhenhua was taken critically and gasped and shouted: "Uncle Pan, Uncle Pan, please lighten it, your ears are off, I said, I said it's okay!"
Only then did Pan Shuisheng succumb, let go of his hand, and sat on the side with "hum", listening to Tan Zhenhua continue to flicker:
"If you want me, it's actually not difficult to ask Secretary Yuan to help you, as long as you can help Secretary Yuan solve a big problem."
"Huh?" Zheng Xiangqing felt that today's Three Views had been completely shattered. He was scratching his scalp and couldn't figure out what problems he could help the prefecture-level city leaders solve.
"Hey, this can really be there," Tan Zhenhua said in a strange tone.
"But I, I can't think of it, what can I do to help the secretary of the municipal party committee, this is really nothing!"
"You can, in fact, what this can help is--" Tan Zhenhua deliberately prolonged his voice and hung it for a long time until Pan Shuisheng's eyebrows were raised and he was about to go crazy before he blurted out: "Foreign exchange!"
"Foreign exchange!" How can I help Secretary Yuan resolve foreign exchange? Oh no, can you get foreign exchange, student Tan? "
With just this sentence, Zheng Xiangqing's shrewdness was tried, and in the blink of an eye, he could slap the taste, which was much stronger than Pan Shuisheng, who is still shaking his head.
However, when it comes to foreign exchange, whether it is Zheng Xiangqing or Pan Shuisheng, they cannot calm down immediately. We must know that China at that time was in the preparatory stage before economic construction took off. A large number of old equipment needed to be updated, a large number of production and living materials, and production and scientific research technology needed to be introduced. The country had to desperately encourage governments and units at all levels to export. Earn foreign exchange, and regard earning foreign exchange as one of the performance evaluation indicators of cadres at all levels, and it is a very important one.
However, affected by the backward productivity, China’s industrial products are basically not competitive in the international market. They can only use resources such as petroleum, rare earths, wood, and some traditional Chinese products, such as tea, silk, porcelain, etc. To exchange foreign currency, and save a little bit of money. Government units at all levels are overwhelmed by the country’s foreign exchange earning targets. If under their own control, a company that can export foreign exchange suddenly pops up, wouldn’t it be a treasure immediately? As long as they can make a lot of foreign exchange, those government officials shouldn't just crush a hen that can lay golden eggs, right?
"But, Zhenhua, what do we use to earn foreign exchange, just take this black and white TV set made by your dad?"
"Black-and-white TV? That's not good. This gadget has long been out of fashion in Europe and America. People are now in color. Our country is backward and poor, so we can only watch black-and-white TV sets. Who would buy them? I said. , It's actually this."
While talking, he took the small canvas satchel he brought with him—in fact, his own schoolbag, took out a few sheets of paper, and spread it out on the bed.
Both Pan and Zheng gathered around to watch. They were all design sketches of these products. Tan Zhenhua pointed to these drawings to explain one by one: "Look, this is a hair dryer. Its power is 2000 watts. Inside this gun-like handle, you can blow dry your hair after taking a shower; this is a rice cooker, which can automatically cook for you, and will automatically turn off the power when it is cooked, so that dual workers can cook when they go out. , You can eat it when you go home; this is a heater; this is a humidifier; this is an electric kettle. This is...there are many, almost 10 varieties, only Pan Shuisheng and Zheng Xiangqing are dazzled and stunned.
Zheng Xiangqing swallowed, and asked with difficulty: "Tan, student Tan, you are talking about business, you are doing this? You painted this picture?" Pan Shuisheng returned the same questioning eyes.
Tan Zhenhua smiled slightly and said, "Yes, nor is it." Then, before the two of them could react, they grabbed back all the paper with these products, and then tore them to pieces with two clicks!
Tan Zhenhua’s action made the eyes of the two in the house split. Zheng Xiangqing wanted to be angry and dare not say anything. Pan Shuisheng was not so polite. He raised his big hand like a fan, and preliminarily fanned: "Smelly Boy, such a good product design drawing, you can tear it when you say it, how can you be willing to start! I have to educate you on Lao Tan today!"
Tan Zhenhua twisted his neck and said, "This is the drawing I drew. I tore it if I want to. Can you manage it?" Taking advantage of Pan Shuisheng's stagnation, he quickly added: "Those are all distant waters, but I can’t quench my thirst, and I can’t pass the current hurdles. Those are all flowers in the mirror. If I can pass this hurdle, I will draw it for you. Isn’t it a matter of a few days?

Zheng Xiangqing is the most active when it comes to his own life. He hurriedly said, "Then how to relieve this thirst?"
"Hey, here is the one who quenches my thirst." Tan Zhenhua took out a stack of paper from his schoolbag. The two of them quickly took a closer look. Zheng Xiangqing asked hesitantly, "Does this look like a fan?" Pan Shuisheng also said: "It looks like it should be, but this size..."
Tan Zhenhua proudly said: "I named this "mini fan", using the English "MINI" is a literal translation of the pronunciation of "小", and the Chinese meaning can also be understood as "fascinated by your little fan".
"You see, this fan is driven by a permanent magnet-excited synchronous motor. The rated power is only 12W-15W. It uses household 220V AC power directly. It can use less than half a kilowatt of electricity for a day. Its blades are made of plastic. The blade length can be selected from 500-900 mm, and the speed is 300-400 rpm. The wind is very soft, much softer than the wind of large table fans and ceiling fans. It will not get sick after blowing for a long time, and even if any part of the body touches this Rotating blades will not hurt. With this matching shelf, it can be hung on the bedside, desk, kitchen, or even in the toilet, especially in the mosquito net. With this clip, it can also be clipped. In any place.
Pan Shuisheng and Zheng Xiangqing, the more they listen, the brighter their eyes become. This product is really the best companion for the hot summer and an indispensable artifact for home travel! As long as the price is right, it will be hot!
Pan Shuisheng was holding the drawing lovingly. He was a fitter. He looked at mechanical drawings. He was in his own right. He always fiddled with antennas in the office. Simple circuit diagrams were okay. He looked at it for a while and then took Zheng Xiangqing to look at it together. Especially It is the motor and coil parts, which are Zheng Xiangqing's housekeeping skills. The two of them got together and completely regarded Tan Zhenhua as a small transparent, and they all whispered together while watching.
Tan Zhenhua was happy to rest for a while, but tonight he showed some real skills. This is not to say that those few drawings were actually lacking in technical content, and were bad street drawings in his previous life. Those things can only be fooled in the early 1980s. A turtle who has never seen the world, his ability is embodied in the routine of mastering the rhythm of conversations of "an threshold, dismantle the threshold, send a ladder" and "a surprise, two questions, three free and four selling" routines, the real "tip" and "li" Combining these two predecessors from the rivers and lakes in their hands.
what? Classmate, you said that Tan Zhenhua was born in engineering in his previous life and engaged in scientific research. Haha, this can only show that this classmate, you are really "the pattern is broken."
Think about the 4014 in later generations, with nearly 10,000 full-time employees, and thousands of undergraduates who did not work in the unit. You don’t have a "double 985 postgraduate" degree. You don’t even have the qualifications to submit your resume. Where? That's where the top people gather!
As the saying goes, there are rivers and lakes where there are people. What kind of IQ is needed if you want to behave like a person in the rivers and lakes where a person's top is in trouble? What kind of emotional intelligence? For Tan Zhenhua, this quagmire is really a piece of cake.