This year's New Year's Eve, Zhao Song still spent time in Kyoto. If nothing unexpected happens, Zhao Song plans to die here in his life, not because this city is Kyoto, but because Kyoto happens to be this city.
His parents, sister and relatives in Jinmen had been thrown to Australia in the southern hemisphere. Xiao Yu did not follow her, and Zhao Song followed her.
Tesla doesn’t take holidays, and Zhao Songle has a delicious meal waiting for him when he comes home every night.
In the afternoon, after the Tesla Industrial Park turned off the power switch and sent all the workers out of the gate, Zhao Song also returned to his home in Xiagou Village with Xiao Yu.
Kyoto seemed to have become an empty city at this time. There were only a few cars on the Badaling Expressway.
Zhao Song knew that everything in front of him was an illusion. Compared with the real empty city and Shenzhen City at this time, there were still more than 10 million people living in various places. When the first day of the new year came and went to various temple fairs, they were still
You can feel the usual crowds of people.
Speaking of temple fairs, if Tesla hadn't had too many things to do, Zhao Song would have really wanted to use his connections to build a prime spot in the Ditan Temple Fair - selling electric kebabs.
As for the issue of a nationally famous young entrepreneur selling mutton skewers, Zhao Song didn't care. With a daily turnover of more than 100,000 or 200,000 yuan, it was nothing to lose face.
It's a pity...the daily income of Tesla when it is running is not comparable to that of a golden shop in the Temple of Earth Temple Fair.
Three o'clock in the afternoon.
The door to one of the compartments opened, Xiao Yu began to work in the kitchen, and Zhao Song and Ding Tao cleaned the snow in the small square.
A group of naughty children ran into the snowdrift and played Thunder King, blowing up the snow everywhere, but Zhao Song drove them away with a broom.
At 3:30, Uncle Lu's son in the armed police force came back. The two of them stayed in the guard booth for less than ten minutes. The son who didn't care about his family hurried away again, even as Zhao Song cursed behind him!
Next to him, Lian Shun lay on the ground whimpering, looking pitifully at the tall figure retreating into the distance.
At four o'clock, two Iveco cars drove slowly into the small square. Liao Yingzhu got off the passenger seat of one of them and ran into the kitchen to help. Song Guanyi and Wu Wenyun piled two cars of fireworks in front of You's house, but Zhao Song drove them away.
After leaving, they all have families and families. With such a free New Year's Eve this year, it would be better for them to go back and reunite with their families early.
The kitchen was getting more and more lively, with chef Xiaoyu directing Ding Tao, Liao Yingzhu, Uncle Lu and two Youjia members who had not returned home to busy themselves.
This New Year's Eve dinner, Zhao Song prepared not the traditional chicken, duck, and fish, but real delicacies from the mountains and seas.
Not to mention seafood, all the most expensive things you can buy in the Beijing-Shenzhen Seafood Market are available. As for mountain delicacies, except for bear paws, orangutan lips and leopard fetuses, which are replaced by a few of the eight delicacies in Kyoto, the rest are all
Go to Bazhen!
An old cook from Xiagou Village has already taken care of the first few steps. Zhao Song is not worried at all about what Xiaoyu can do next. The taste is no longer the point. The price is what he eats.
level!
If I am rich, I will spend the New Year in a luxurious way. Anyone who wants to talk can just say it!
At four-thirty in the afternoon, the sky was already slightly dark.
Today's weather is unexpectedly warm.
Outside the security guard box at the entrance of the village, Zhao Song set up a deck chair, lit a small coal stove, refilled the tea, and lay down leisurely with Garfield in his arms. Lian Shun, who was still unhappy, rested his head on Zhao Song's thigh, and then fell into a daze.
Come.
Zhao Song raised his head, his head empty, and stared blankly at a few red clouds and a shining star in the west. Some people said that when it was just about to get dark, the first star that appeared in the sky, it
It's called dusk dawn. Some people say that if you tell him your wish at dusk dawn, you will get the answer you want.
Taking out a square and round thing from his pocket, Zhao Song put it in front of his eyes. In his sight, except for the sky, red clouds, and a star, the only thing left in front of him was the second-generation Tpod shulle.
More than 20 companies, schools, and scientific research institutions around the world, under the clear needs of Tesla, took four months to produce this product!
Compared with it, the first generation Tpod shulle is just a money rip-off!
Zhao Song knew that somewhere on the other side of the Pacific, a madman must be mercilessly laughing at his first-generation product.
"When it goes on the market, take a look again. The screws inside have been changed from stainless steel to nickel. This joke will belong to Tesla from now on!"
After a few words of amusement in his mind, Zhao Song smiled bitterly. If he hadn't been reborn, who would have dared to play like this? Spend more than 20 million to create a second-generation product that doesn't show much change in appearance.
"Everyone knows that this thing is selling well all over the world, why do you need to show it off during the Chinese New Year?"
At this time, Wen Lihua, who had just gotten off work, sat down next to Zhao Song with a small bench.
Zhao Song quickly sat up straight and handed the tpod in his hand to Wen Lihua.
"Feel it carefully! How is it different from what I gave you before?"
Wen Lihua played with it carefully for a while and then asked doubtfully: "Is it more pleasing to the eye?"
Zhao Song nodded, "The eight corners are all golden-proportion circular rectangular corners, and the buttons have been slightly adjusted. According to the team that designed it, this is already the most coordinated layout based on the current human aesthetics!"
At this point, Zhao Song made another gesture to weigh the weight, "In terms of weight, it is one and a half times heavier than what you have in your hand. The structure inside has been completely redesigned, and there are twice as many spare parts!"
"What's the use?" Wen Lihua became more and more confused, "After so much effort, just make some invisible changes?"
Zhao Song rolled his eyes, stuffed Garfield into Wen Lihua's arms, ran back to the house to get a backpack, and ran back again.
"Wow~" He poured a dozen MP3 players of various kinds onto the small table, took the tpod 2 generation from Wen Lihua's hand and put it inside.
"Now that you are a customer, pick one and buy it!"
Wen Lihua picked up Tpod 2 again without hesitation, not even looking at the pink Tpod 1.
"That's it!" Zhao Song smiled and clapped his hands.
Wen Lihua nodded and helped Zhao Song put away the things on the table again, "I probably understand what you mean."
"This is the charm of design!" Zhao Song said proudly.
"Is it necessary?" Wen Lihua looked at him, "Didn't it cost a lot of money?"
"Of course it is necessary! When it is launched, there will be the most professional disassembly review. By then, consumers around the world will know Tesla's attitude towards product excellence."
"manner?"
"Yes! The same price, seemingly the same appearance, but actually 119 more parts and two more chips. This is Tesla's attitude towards products and consumers!"
Wen Lihua smiled and handed tpod2 to Zhao Song, "I don't care what Tesla's attitude is towards consumers. Now I want to ask you what your attitude is towards Xiagou Village?"
Zhao Song grimaced, "Auntie, we don't talk about spending money during the Chinese New Year!"
Wen Lihua's eyes lit up, she showed a happy smile, nodded and said: "Okay! Don't talk, don't talk, let's talk after the New Year."
"That's good!" Zhao Song breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked with concern: "My sister, whom I have never met, is still not coming back?"
"No reply!" Wen Lihua said sadly.
Zhao Song frowned, and then asked cautiously: "I called my uncle to have a New Year's Eve dinner together. This year, one kilometer has been able to go smoothly only because of his help from the merchants in the court."
Wen Lihua hesitated for a long time and then nodded slightly.
Zhao Song was overjoyed and took out his cell phone to make a call.