Material Empire

Hearing that Qin Hai told him to develop audio materials, Xia Yangjie didn't even have the energy to get angry. He looked at Qin Hai and said with a mournful face, "Mr. Qin, do you really know what you are doing? Yesterday we asked us to make bulletproof vests, and today we asked us to make speakers. Do you want to make color TVs tomorrow?"

"Color TV? Your proposal is not bad. The LCD panel should also be put on the agenda." Qin Hai said with a smile.

"Stop, stop, you are not serious, are you?" Xia Yangjie asked, looking at Qin Hai's face, his eyes widened.

Qin Haidao: "I really took it seriously. If you don't tell me, I'll forget it. LCD panels are definitely going to be made, but don't worry, this project is not owned by your Haijie company. I will arrange a team from the School of Materials to do it. "

"Xiao Qin, how big is your heart?" Xia Yangjie asked.

Qin Hai smiled and said: "Didn't you hear people say that the stage is as big as the heart is. I dare to build the School of Materials. Naturally, I don't just plan to make a small fuss. I am interested in all the materials. Just look at it." Can the funds support it?"

"Let's move steadily, digest one and start the next one, you don't want to exhaust me to death, do you?" Xia Yangjie begged.

"No." Qin Haidao, "What I said just now has nothing to do with you, but I have made up my mind to do it for the matter of audio materials, and you must be the one. I have some information about fiber diaphragms here. Think about it, take a look and discuss it with Gao Linqi, I think you should be able to find a way."

As he said that, he passed some technical essentials that he had written overnight to Xia Yangjie. Xia Yangjie was already used to Qin Hai's behavior. Although he didn't know how Qin Hai's whimsical ideas came about, every Once Qin Hai's prediction could come true, Xia Yangjie began to blindly believe in Qin Hai.

"How much money do you plan to invest in this project?" Xia Yangjie asked while flipping through the technical essentials.

Qin Haidao: "I made an estimate. I'm afraid it will cost 10 to 20 million. You can do the detailed budget yourself. I am more optimistic about this project. If it can occupy half of the global high-end audio material market, it will cost at least one year. $200 million in revenue. In fact, we can also expand into the mid-range audio market, with small profits but quick turnover, and the benefits are also considerable.”

"What if it fails?" Xia Yangjie retorted angrily.

Qin Hai knew that Xia Yangjie was just throwing an argument, and at the same time he had full confidence in the technical ideas he proposed. He smiled and replied: "If you fail, then change the technical ideas and continue to invest until you succeed. Doing scientific research, I'm afraid Is it okay to fail?"

"When we were in school, when we applied for a scientific research project worth 100,000 yuan, it took several months for the preliminary demonstration, and several rounds of review by the Fund Committee. When it comes to you, a project worth 100,000 to 20 million yuan is actually You brought it up because you accompanied your sister to the home of the music professor. Tell me, does this count as commanding?" Xia Yangjie continued to criticize Qin Hai.

"It doesn't matter whether the cat is black or white, as long as it catches mice, it's a good cat. You say I'm making mistakes, but when did I make a mistake?" Qin Hai asked rhetorically.

In fact, Xia Yangjie was not really dissatisfied with Qin Hai. He shook his head and said, "I have to admit that your Qin Hai's eyes are poisonous enough. You have never made a mistake in the direction you set your sights on. However, Xiaoqin, we are spreading such a large stall at the same time, can you guarantee your funds? I heard that you plan to engage in the production of chemical materials, and a set of ethylene equipment will cost at least several billion yuan. Don’t be out of money by then coming."

Qin Hai nodded and said, "This is a big problem. Big ethylene, as well as the School of Materials, are bottomless pits. No matter how much money you throw in, you can't hear the sound. So, I hope you can come up with something as soon as possible. Come on, I'm still pointing at these two projects in your hand to make money for me."

"Okay, then I'll work hard with Yugong and the others." Xia Yangjie said, "I've seen it for a long time, your little Qin is the reincarnation of Zhou Papier, and we are all long-term workers who do the hard work for you."

Joking aside, Xia Yangjie finally accepted Qin Hai's arrangement and began to arrange research on fiber diaphragms. Qin Hai stayed in Haijie Company for a few days, gave some technical guidance to various research groups, and then bought a train ticket to Jintang City, Shannan Province. Officials discuss joint ventures.

"Boss, do you want to take a car?"

As soon as Qin Hai walked out of the train station with his bag in hand, seven or eight rickshaws rushed in front of him. The drivers chattered about soliciting business, and two of them even grabbed the bag from Qin Hai's hand. He wanted to drag Qin Hai to his car by force.

In the early 1990s, the titles in China were in chaos. It was no longer fashionable to call comrades, and calling Mr. Mr. seemed too elegant, so the coachmen followed the example of the southerners, and even those who looked richer called them "" for the boss.

"What are you doing, what are you doing!" Heizi squeezed in from the crowd, snatched Qin Hai's bag back from the hands of the tricycle drivers, and at the same time scolded the drivers with staring eyes.

Seeing Heizi's unfriendly expression, the coachmen immediately softened up a bit, and no longer dared to step forward to pull him away, they just muttered softly: "Boss, where are you going, it's most convenient to take our car, no matter how far it is, you can run away." It's only a dollar a trip."

"Come on." Heizi casually pointed to one of the coachmen and said, "Go to Jintang Hotel, just the two of us."

"No problem, we'll be there in ten minutes." The coachman cheered up and hurriedly called Qin Hai and Heizi to sit in the car seat. Seeing that the guests had already selected their cars, the other coachmen were also discouraged, turned around one by one, and went to find other guests.

"The last time I came here, I don't think I've seen so many tricycles in Jintang." Sitting on the back seat of the car, Qin Hai asked the driver strangely as he watched the same style of rickshaws coming and going on the road.

"Boss has been to our Jintang in the past?" the coachman asked while pedaling.

"Four years ago, I came here once." Qin Hai replied.

The coachman sneered and said, "Four years ago, the businesses in Jintang were so prosperous that no one came out to make money by riding three wheels. As you can see, there are seven or eight people robbing a customer, and I can't earn five yuan a day. If it weren't for Life can't go on, who will do this job?"

"Aren't you a laid-off worker?" Qin Hai understood what the coachman said, and began to ask tentatively. The term laid-off has become popular now, and it can be used to refer to those workers who are at home in all underutilized enterprises.

The coachman didn't turn his head back, but seemed to be pedaling the cart wholeheartedly, and said in a leisurely tone: "Aren't I just a laid-off worker? Our factory has not opened for half a year, and the wages are only paid half. Fortunately, I still have a lot of energy to spare." , can come out and pedal three rounds, or the whole family can only drink northwest wind."

"What does your factory do?" Qin Hai asked.

"Hongguang FRP Factory, I don't know if the boss has heard of it." The coachman replied.

"Hongguang... Is your factory manager Liu Jie?" Qin Hai remembered that he had been to the Hongguang FRP Factory with Xia Yangjie, Lu Xiaolin and others a few years ago, and had a relationship with the factory director Liu Jie. At that time, the Hongguang Factory was operating well. Liu Jie was a little indifferent to Qin Hai and others, and he also scoffed at their suggestion to participate in the research and development of automotive materials. Unexpectedly, after a few years, the Hongguang Factory was reduced to a situation where it could not open for half a year.

The coachman turned around strangely, glanced at Qin Hai, and said, "The boss actually knows our factory director Liu, yes, he is still the factory director now."

"I remember that the operation of your factory is not bad, right? Several products are quite famous in China." Qin Hai said.

The coachman sighed, and said, "Who says it's not? The boss came to our Jintang four years ago, right? At that time, our Hongguang factory was very beautiful, and the products were not worried about selling. Anyone who wanted to buy our fiberglass had to wait in line. Who knows, the situation in the past few years has been worse than every year. When I chatted with the factory director Liu, I heard him say that several large factories have been built in Beijing and Pujiang. The products are more advanced than ours, and even better than ours It’s cheap, and it’s going to crowd out our market in no time.”

"People have no long-term considerations, and there must be near-term worries." Qin Hai said with emotion. In fact, he had foreseen the situation of Hongguang Factory a few years ago, and he also reminded Liu Jie and other companies in Jintang. lead. At that time, these factories had a good life, no one took Qin Hai's words to heart, and now unfortunately it has all come true.

The coachman said: "Boss, you are so right. Our factory manager Liu told me the same thing that time. He said that several people from Pujiang came to him and wanted to cooperate with our factory to produce materials for automobiles. In the end, he I didn’t agree, and now that I think about it, I really regret it. Director Liu said that if he had spent some money back then to develop the technology of glass fiber reinforced plastics on cars, the factory would at least be able to earn enough food and clothing now.”

"Director Liu really said that?" Qin Hai couldn't believe it. The Pujiang people mentioned by the coachman were obviously referring to Qin Hai and the others. If what the coachman said is true, it means that Liu Jie really regretted it.

"Of course it is true." The coachman replied, "At that time, I advised Factory Manager Liu to go to the Pujiang River again and look for people on the other side of the Pujiang River. He said it was too late."

"Where does Director Liu live?" Qin Hai asked.

The coachman was stunned for a moment, and replied, "He still lives in the factory, he hasn't moved."

"I see." Qin Hai nodded, he took out a business card from his pocket, handed it to the driver, and said, "Master, if you can meet Director Liu in these two days, you can give him this business card. Said that I live in Jintang Hotel. If he still remembers me, please ask him to come to Jintang Hotel to chat with me, if he doesn’t remember me, then forget it.”

"Okay, no problem, I can meet Director Liu when I go back today." The coachman put away his business card solemnly, then pointed to the front and said, "Boss, look, the Jintang Hotel is ahead. "