To be fair, the 2001 Spring Festival Gala was still very enjoyable.
The theme of the Olympic bid aroused everyone's enthusiasm, and Uncle Zhao's "Selling Kidnappings" began his peak career.
It was also from this year that the Spring Festival Gala began to go downhill.
Uncle Jiang's name was Jiang Lu. When Uncle Zhao successfully sold the kidnapper out on TV, he said hello to everyone in the club and walked out of Youjia Club with Wen Lihua seeing him off.
Outside the door, the lively sound of firecrackers and fireworks bursting out from time to time complement each other.
Jiang Lu and Wen Lihua walked silently to Xiaohe West Road outside Xiangou Village.
"Maybe Zhao Song is not sure about the one kilometer thing, so he didn't go into details, but I think you can pay attention to it, maybe it will be of some benefit." Wen Lihua looked at the fireworks in the distance and said softly.
Looking at her side face, Jiang Lu opened his mouth and asked after a while: "Do you know anything?"
Wen Lihua shook her head, "Zhao Song will only tell people close to him about things he is sure of. He has a Daniel Wellington brand that has been planned for ten years. I believe he must have his own plans for One Kilometer."
"I will pay attention and try to give a rating to one kilometer!" Jiang Lu nodded and suddenly changed the subject: "Is your stomach problem better?"
Wen Lihua paused, then smiled and said: "Thanks to Zhao Song and Xiao Yu, they have been watching me eating breakfast every day lately, so it's much better."
"That's good!" Jiang Lu stopped outside the door of the guard booth and looked at Wen Lihua seriously, "Go back and contact us later."
"……Um!"
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In this world, if there is anyone who can make trouble regardless of time, place or occasion, he must be a naughty child.
A house in Xishan.
On the TV, the audience was laughing, but outside the TV, the little bully was crying and smashing everything he could get his hands on on the ground.
On the other hand, the whole family was silently watching him lose his temper. No one came forward to comfort him. Even Sister Da Da scolded him: "You can make trouble as you please. When you are done, you will write for me. If you don't finish it today, you will be punished."
No sleep allowed!"
On the sofa, the two old men both looked distressed, but they refrained from coming forward to comfort them.
"Dong dong dong~" There was a knock on the door, and the aunt quickly went up to open the door.
It's Zhao Song and Xiao Yu.
The little bully stopped making trouble instantly and stepped forward to grab Xiaoyu's clothes. It seems that the lethality of cute girls does not distinguish between young and old.
"Uncle Wei, happy New Year to Aunt Liang!" Zhao Song and Xiao Yu bowed seriously. He wanted to kowtow, but was not too embarrassed.
"Hey! Happy New Year!" Seeing the beautiful Xiao Yu and seeing that their eldest grandson stopped crying, the two elders immediately beamed.
"Brother-in-law, sister, happy New Year!" Another bow.
"Pfft~" Seeing Zhao Song's serious look, Sister Da Da couldn't help but smile.
Brother-in-law Wei Liang pointed to the basket in Zhao Song's hand and asked curiously: "What good things did you bring?"
Glancing at the mountain-high gift box in the corner of the hall, Zhao Song said without changing his expression and without a beat: "Rice!"
The gift-giving trend is a bit popular these days, and ordinary people just throw out a bunch of them during the holidays, and there’s nothing much to say about it.
"What?" The family looked at him in surprise.
"Wanglanzhuang black rice, a tribute from the Qianlong period!" Zhao Song explained cheerfully: "A crop actually grew this year, so I bought some at a high price."
"Did it grow this year?" Mr. Wei asked curiously.
Zhao Song nodded, "The ground is fine and the water is fine. I'll be fine if I eat it. I'll bring it here so Uncle Wei can have a taste."
"I'm interested!" Mr. Wei nodded.
There are more and more steel plants in Shantang City, and coking plants in Wanglanzhuang have begun to bloom everywhere. Even if black rice grows every year, it will not become a special offering. Therefore, Zhao Song can spend money to buy it as soon as possible.
"Little bully, come here and tell me who messed with you." At this time, Zhao Song pulled the little bully to his side. This boy was a single descendant of three generations like himself. He was very curious about who would dare to mess with someone who is celebrating the New Year in a family like this.
Such a little ancestor.
"My mother!"
"Why did your mother offend you?"
"I will be punished by copying my name a hundred times!"
"Then just write it!" Zhao Song glanced at Sister Da Da and said cheerfully: "Just change the overbearing ba to seven or eight and eight no."
The little bully said with a sad face: "Let me write your name!"
"What's your name?" Zhao Song was curious.
"Wei Zhao Yunhao!"
"What?" How much hatred does your father have against you?
"Wei Zhao Yunhao!" the little overlord said loudly again.
"..." Zhao Song swallowed, glanced at a few people who seemed to have nothing to do with him, and asked: "What did you do?"
The little bully said sheepishly: "I did a double kick at home!"
"..."
"The chandelier shattered."
"..."
"I almost hit grandma!"
"Xiaoyu, supervise him to finish copying!"
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Ten minutes later, in the kitchen.
Zhao Song glanced at the guests in the living room who came to pay New Year greetings, then turned around to make dumplings with Sister Da Da.
"Are they all big passes?"
Sister Da Da rolled her eyes at him, "Not too big, not too small."
"Oh!" Zhao Song didn't care. Mr. Wei was a technical official. When he came this time, in addition to the two elders wanting to see Xiao Yu, Zhao Song also wanted to consult Mr. Wei on some matters. He didn't care whether it was big or small.
"Zhao Song, when will the price of Tesla USB flash drive be reduced?"
"Isn't it a good sale? I'll give you a lot of profit!" Zhao Song asked in surprise.
"Centralized purchasing is very good, but it can hardly be sold in the retail market. With the same configuration, we might as well buy your TPOD, which can also be used as a USB flash drive."
"Aren't you selling TPOD too?"
Sister Da Da pretended to fight, but Zhao Song shrank his head and explained hehely: "The price of USB flash drives is high because all the flash memory particles are used by Tpod."
"What else?" Zhao Rong didn't believe that this was the only reason.
"MP3 requires a patent fee!" Zhao Song spread his hands, "I haven't paid it yet."
"What's the meaning?"
"Sister, haven't you noticed that other MP3 players all use parallel ports? In this regard, tpod is much more convenient than them. The more we sell, the more pressure other MP3 manufacturers will put on the South Korean. If
If they want to use the serial bus (USB), they can talk to me about licensing."
"U disk patent, cross licensing?" Zhao Rong nodded, now she finally understood.
"Yes, occupy the market, open up user reputation, and solve the MP3 patent issue once and for all!" Zhao Song shrugged, "So I had to deal with the Tesla USB flash drive first."
At this time, brother-in-law Wei Liang poked his head out of the door and said, "The guests have left, let's serve the dumplings."
"Okay!"
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After happily eating the big dumplings, Zhao Song had the opportunity to be alone with Mr. Wei, accompanied by his brother-in-law.
After taking a sip of tea, Mr. Wei smiled and said: "Xiao Zhao, in fact, your worries are unnecessary. Enterprises should drive scientific research and then follow the market mechanism. This is what the country has been exploring and encouraging, even six years ago.
It is being done, but the company itself has given up.”
Zhao Song nodded seriously. Six years ago, in 1994, Academician Ni, Fudan University and Yangtze River Computer Company reached a joint venture to establish an integrated circuit design center. The Chinese Academy of Sciences and the Ministry of Electronic Industry even promised that if they wanted to take the lead, the organization would have the strength.
With the participation of computer companies, a national investment plan will be formulated.
Yes, companies took the lead and the state provided investment. Related news was published in newspapers in Hong Kong, but Fantasy said 'no'!