The two began to dig out the 7503 factory and get all the technical backbones under their own banners. The remaining people waited for McDonnell Douglas to come in to help with training. After the training, they continued to dig people to discuss.

The production of domestically produced large aircraft is far more attractive than the assembly of imported large aircraft.

Besides, they don't mind digging for more benefits.

The entire team involved in the Yunshi project, no matter whether it is the management staff or the most basic skilled workers, do not want to see Yunshi end in this way.

So they are easier and cheaper to dig people.

There is a lot of traffic on National Highway 312, most of which are Jiefang cars that pull goods, and there are many 541-produced vans, but the number of cars is very small.

The 212 is also not common, and Xie Kai didn't see a few cars along the way.

Zheng Yucheng drove for more than an hour. After taking a break on the side of the road, he actually let Xie Kai drive. He was rejected by Xie Kai. Xie Kai knew how to drive, but was unskilled. What's more, if someone is a driver, why not do it?

Talking about the Yunshi project and the numerical control system project along the way, the journey didn't feel too far, and I arrived at the 742 factory just after three o'clock in the afternoon.

The situation outside the 742 factory made Xie Kai and Zheng Yu Chengdu dumbfounded.

The outside of this factory is almost full of cars and trucks.

There are few cars like the 212 Jeep.

In desperation, he could only park behind a 541-produced silver-white van.

"Comrades, are you also here to ask the 742 factory for chips?" Zheng Yucheng and Xie Kai looked at the various cars jammed in front of them while they were in a daze, next to a forty-year-old man in four pockets of clothes. The cadre asked Zheng Yucheng.

"Well, comrade, what's the situation?" Zheng Yucheng did not expect that this would be the case in the 742 factory.

Inquire about the situation first.

The cadre took out a packet of Hongtashan, and drew out two of them to Zheng Yucheng and Xie Kai.

Xie Kai shook his head, and the cadre retracted and stuffed it in his mouth, "My name is Xu Mingsheng, the person in charge of purchasing in a small factory. These small cars outside are all here waiting to pull the circuit board, or want to see them in charge. People help themselves to get more quotas. I wonder if the two are?"

"We are going to set up a color TV production line. First come here to see the situation." Xie Kai said when Zheng Yucheng was about to speak.

"Hey, I didn't expect that you are also planning to engage in color TV, and one more will be allocated!" Xu Mingsheng said with a wry smile.

"Difficult to do?" Zheng Yucheng asked.

If the production here is so tight, they want to find someone from the 742 factory to help produce the motherboard or change the production line to produce 68,000 chips. It is estimated that people will not appreciate it.

"This is not an ordinary difficulty. At the 742 factory, each week will be determined according to the output of the previous week, so there are so many people waiting here." Xu Mingsheng is familiar with the situation and is enthusiastic.

"Isn't today Friday? Why are so many people queuing!" Zheng Yucheng asked.

I have to go to work on Saturday.

"If someone has a relationship, there is no need to line up. Those who don't have a relationship can only wait in line. Therefore, knowing that they have no choice but to wait in line, they can only queue outside." Xu Ming took a violent cigarette and inhaled deeply. Then he vomited fiercely, "If it’s okay, I won’t count on next week, and we are the same. We are late. Many of these people have been in line since last Friday or even longer, and they have to allocate the amount later, so The road outside is blocked right now..."

Obviously it belongs to a competitor, Xie Kai does not understand why Xu Mingsheng should tell them this.

Or let yourself and Zheng Yu know the situation and leave? Such a competitor with one less allocation.(Read more @ hotmtlnovel.xyz)

Factory 742 is also hot enough.

"Comrades, you have to have a relationship. If you can get the circuit board, how about giving me some parts? I won't let you give it in vain. I will add ten yuan to you for each dollar." Xu Mingsheng's words let Xie Kai understand his purpose.

"There are not many domestic color TV production lines? Why not seek imported chips?" Xie Kai asked curiously.

He knew that in the early days of reform and opening up, after the Venus TV Factory (formerly Hero Pen Factory) in 1979, the first company to have color TV production lines from Hitachi, in just two years, more than 30 factories across the country imported color TV production lines from abroad. .

This is not crazy. What is really crazy is that in the past few years, by the beginning of 1986, the number of companies engaged in the production of color TVs in the country reached 147, and now there are at least hundreds of them.

The 742 factory introduced Toshiba's integrated circuit production line, also to support the domestic color TV production plants that have sprung up like bamboo shoots after a rain.

Domestic production of chips does not require foreign exchange imports.

In addition, the country hopes to develop the domestic electronics industry starting from color TVs.

"We thought. The country lacks foreign exchange, everyone knows, it doesn't matter, it won't get the quota. Even if there is, there is only a little. Besides, our production line is brought back by ourselves." Xu Mingsheng looked at Xie Kai and said with a wry smile. "You have imported chips. Why are you here? Although the 742 factory does not require foreign exchange, the quality is not good, and the price is still expensive."

"The share is too small." Xie Kai said.

There was also a bad feeling in his heart.

"It's allocated!" I don't know who shouted in front of the chaotic car. For a while, the cab or rear door of the car in the whole team opened, and a large group of people crowded toward the entrance of the factory.

"I'll go there first. If it's too late, there won't be a chance at all, although there is not much hope in the queue." Xu Mingsheng threw the cigarette butt from his hand to the ground, and after speaking to the two, he went to the factory not far away. Rushed past the door.

Xie Kai and Zheng Yucheng were curious, and followed to see how strange they were.

The factory buildings of 742 are all newly built modern factory buildings with light steel structure. Outside the gate of the metal railing, a group of people are crowded to the front, and the people behind can't see the situation inside.

At the door of the factory, a forty-something man took a notebook and read his name to the crowd at the door. Every time he read one, someone happily went to the door to show another person his work permit or something, and then he was put inside the door.

Of course, there are exceptions. Some people wearing four-pocket cadre costumes look at the crowded people from behind, talking and laughing with the people around them.

Xie Kai understands that these are related users who can ensure a stable supply of shares.

An integrated circuit board is a color TV.

A color TV is priced at thousands of dollars. There are many manufacturers, but the supply is small. It doesn't matter on the market. If you don't have tickets, you can't buy it if you have money.

"Comrades, are you also waiting for the quota?" When Xie Kai and Zheng Yucheng saw the crowded doorway in a daze, a little man in his thirties with a sharp-mouthed monkey cheek and a thief-eyed eye leaned in front of them. "I have a spot here, and the price of each piece is only fifty yuan higher than the inside. How much does it cost, or not?"

"How much do you really want?" Zheng Yucheng asked with interest.

"Of course, my brother-in-law is the scheduling of quotas. He says as much as he wants." The little man said in a low voice, with pride in his tone, "I can't guarantee too much. It's okay to supply two to three thousand yuan a week. It's no problem in one month. , You have produced tens of thousands of color TV sets, the 18-inch color TV 1430 on the market, the production cost is less than one thousand yuan, as long as you give fifty yuan more, you can have several million a month..."

If you are small, it's very impressive.

"This money is so easy to make?" Zheng Yucheng was surprised.

It is easy for them to make money, because Xie Kai, who has a vicious vision, is engaged in big projects. But I didn't expect that just such a few circuit boards can make a company earn millions.

Producing TV sets, producing 10,000 sets a month, earns millions of income! It's more profitable than theirs.

"What he said was that he didn't count the money for the cost of introducing the production line." Xie Kai said with a curled mouth. "If you count the cost, you might lose money."

Scalpers are everywhere in Chinese history.

"It's okay, you can try your luck, maybe you can get the quota." Seeing that the two of them are not interested, they don't force it. "If the quota is not enough, you can find me, tell the guard, and find Chen Jia. That's it."

Before Zheng Yucheng and Xie Kai had squeezed in, the call was over. The rest of them sighed and walked back unwillingly. Many people even waited unwillingly at the entrance of the factory.

The households who had been watching from the back waited until the door was sparsely populated before arriving at the gate of the factory. Everyone who entered handed the guard a note, and at the same time took out a whole pack of cigarettes from his pocket to the guard, and was put in like this. In the factory.

"Old Xu! Old Xu!" Xie Kai saw Xu Mingsheng handing a cigarette to the guard at the entrance of the factory. The guard threw the cigarette on the ground without even looking at it. However, Xu Mingsheng still had a smile on his face and said good things, and then handed it to the guard again. Yan was almost overthrown by the guard.

Xie Kai couldn't see it. The people around just watched the excitement, and no one came forward to help.

They dare not offend these uncle guards!

Even those related households are still watching the excitement by the side.

"Are you here? It's okay, maybe it will be our turn next week." Xu Mingsheng came over and smiled awkwardly. "You can go to the doorman to register in a while. If you don't register, it's impossible to get your share."

"Why are you?" Xie Kai didn't understand. According to reason, Xu Mingsheng is not a stingy person. "Why don't you give the whole pack of cigarettes?"

"The factory borrowed several million from the bank, and the hundreds of people in the factory made up their worth and gambled on the color TV production line, and finally got back a second-hand production line. From the beginning of the year to now, only a few hundred units have been produced. The color TV...The factory has no money, and I can’t get a loan from the bank. I came here, and it was the money collected by the factory leadership. How dare you make it like that..." Xu Mingsheng may have wanted to find someone to talk to Zheng Yucheng. The two introduced his situation.

Xie Kai couldn't help but slap his tongue.

These factories are crazy, they have to go to the color TV production line if they are doing something wrong.

The factory is not large, the government level is not high, and it is not in the plan at all. It is also engaged in foreign second-hand color TV production lines. It is no wonder not only that there is no import quota, but the 742 factory does not have their share...

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