Ouyang Jialuo was very happy when it came to Can Guan, but she still tried to keep a calm tone.
She couldn't let Ning Ren see that she was very happy.
"It's almost here." Ouyang Jialuo suppressed the happiness in his heart and said to Ning Ren seriously: "Calculating the time, we should almost be queuing up at the Sui Canal."
"So fast?"
Ning Renxin said that it takes time to produce 200,000 gas tanks.
Ouyang Jialuo said: "It takes only a few days to apply the same paint from the inventory transferred from several factories. The factories are working overtime to produce and just replenish the inventory."
"Very good. Well..." Ning Ren wanted to ask about the progress on the semiconductor side, but he felt that it might not be good to push him, so he changed his mind and said, "If there is any news at home, let me tell you."
Ouyang Jialuo turned his head: "Okay, I want to say that if you are like you, if you put it in our house, I will probably use a metal storm, which is a peanut machine with more than 2,000 times per second, to blast you for ten minutes."
"Tch, scare me." Ning Ren ignored him.
Han Shuang said: "The situations are different, so there is no comparison. Ningren is right, whether it is in Wo Island, Temasek, or Daogang. But Jia Luo is also right."
"She's right?" Ning Ren thought Han Shuang was speaking for him, but who thought he was speaking for Ouyang Jialuo again.
Han Shuang said: "Last month, a cashier from a textile factory who had just turned 20 and had worked for several years after graduating from a technical secondary school received peanuts."
"Why?"
Han Shuang: "She secretly took out the cloth tickets from the factory and sold them, making a profit of 135 yuan in one year."
After Han Shuang finished speaking, Ouyang Jialuo looked at Ning Ren: "What do you think of this?"
Ning Ren thought for a moment: "I feel like Ming Zheng is right in terms of destructiveness. But I hate the behavior of using chicken feathers as arrows even more. There is a shop over there in Yangcheng, and the girl who sells it makes me feel
It's like the housekeeper in charge of your family's rice vat. If you want to eat some rice, you still have to beg her."
Han Shuang asked again: "Someone proposed marketization."
"Objection." Ning Ren said these two words and did not say any more.
Han Shuang didn't ask any more questions, and Ouyang Jialuo rarely said much.
This topic has reached its limit at this point and can no longer be discussed.
Ning Ren objects, and naturally he has reasons to object.
If we concentrate our efforts on big things, the Han family will move toward the Milky Way. Excessive marketization will lead to unnecessary involution, a lot of waste of resources and manpower, disorderly competition, etc.
If you want to twist a strong rope as quickly as possible, planning, orderly competition, and reasonable deployment are the most appropriate methods. Otherwise, if you want to get this rope of the same strength, the resources may be wasted several times.
, even ten times more.
Ning Ren has firmly believed that the time machine sent him back at the right time.
I have come to this point in time, so I can firmly maintain the plan at this time, not the market.
The next development direction is the main plan and small-scale market.
There are many records in the database of Ningren Super Computer. For example, one factory sold socks for two yuan a pair to the Ying family, and another factory sold them for 1.8 yuan a pair in order to make money. Then, one factory sold them cheaper than the other.
Before outsiders could do anything, they internally made their own factories synonymous with cheapness.
After the profit rate falls below 3%, it cannot withstand the slightest storm.
Who bears the final risk?
The factory closed down, and the factory director was transferred to another factory to continue working. The workers and masters had to live a life of eating one meal without finishing.
Also, under the market, why can’t many factories run by individuals find people?
They only know how to compete at low prices, squeeze the surplus value of the workers and masters, set low wages, suppress others' behavior of offering high wages, and then think of ways to trick the workers and masters into working overtime, etc...
Underneath the interests, there are all those ugly faces.
Therefore, Ning Ren does not believe in disorderly markets, but only believes in orderly planning.
Ning Ren did not press about semiconductor research. In Ning Ren's vision, a certain research should be divided into two or three research teams at this time. This is called mutual competition under an orderly plan.
He thought wrong.
At this time, more than 20 semiconductor research institutes of the Han family had sent a total of 67 senior researchers, and the five-day and five-night technical seminar had concluded.
The division of labor is clear and the research tasks are accurate to the hour.
All the projects that need to be researched will be refined into each research team, large or small, to carry out full-scale research.
The Han family's more than twenty semiconductor research projects share their research data with others and learn from each other's strengths. In terms of timeliness, Ning Ren's understanding of research speed has once again been refreshed.
How to turn sand into integrated circuits, how to make the chips produced by Hanjia reach the level of Yingjia five years ago, and the price is only one-third.
Five thousand people.
Fully five thousand people are working on this goal day and night.
Huang Yi.
Now forty-two years old, she has worked in the Computer Solid State Circuit Group of the Chinese Academy of Sciences for eighteen years. Recently, everyone in the group has felt a huge pressure.
Research tasks have doubled, and experimental materials have become almost unlimited.
After the initial excitement period, fatigue begins to appear.
Because my physical strength is seriously unable to keep up.
Before Huang Yi, one bowl of millet porridge was enough in the morning, but now she needs to eat three steamed buns.
This morning, she couldn't swallow the steamed buns and drank two large bowls of rice porridge.
When I arrived at the institute, I smelled something as soon as I entered the courtyard.
This taste…….
How should I put it, it smells a bit unpleasant, but it is so attractive.
I saw the old director running over from the backyard. When he saw people, he shouted: "Everyone, come here to help, everyone..."
Huang Yi went to help the director and followed him to the door on the other side that could be used for vehicle passage.
The director trotted and muttered: Another car, another car.
What another car.
When I ran there, many people had gathered here, carrying boxes after boxes of things on their shoulders to the backyard.
Pig's feet?
Huang Yi felt like she was drooling unconsciously.
Not only pig's feet, but also beef tripe, beef belly, beef heart, beef liver...
All in all, a truck full of them.
The chef in the place was standing on a high place shouting: "Pile it in the backyard, cover it all with salt water, and move it to the air-raid shelter. Each team will arrange for people to pick it up, and let the team members take their own food home.
Hurry up, hurry up, the weather is hot and the meat will spoil easily, so work faster, it must be finished before noon."
Is the chef in a hurry?
Eight tons.
The first four tons of meat arrived in the middle of the night, and he was very calm, because it was no problem to store two tons of meat in their freezer. After the rest was pickled, plus the ones distributed to everyone, he basically solved the problem of four tons of meat.
