Zhou Shuo raised his hand and said, "The person sitting next to me is my classmate, and his name is Shao Shiming."

Zhou Shuo's voice came to a quiet moment. When Shao Shiming heard that he introduced himself, he stood up and nodded to everyone, and then sat down and listened to him continue.

"In fact, I came here today, hoping to form an independent project team in our software room. I will not disclose the specific tasks of this project team for the time being. The project leader is Comrade Shao Shiming. In principle, the minimum wage is guaranteed for all researchers who join," Zhou Shuo stretched out his two fingers and said, "Two thousand yuan."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly breathed in. Two thousand yuan, the Xiucheng in 1994 can be said to have a very good salary. The front-line employees of state-owned enterprises and private enterprises will definitely not be able to offer so many, and only foreign enterprises will be so rich and generous.

Someone quickly raised his hand and asked, "Principal Zhou, what are the requirements for joining this project team?"

"This project is in the Internet direction, so I hope that those who join can have basic online knowledge and then voluntarily. Because this project will operate in a brand new company, people who sign up must at least apply for a suspension of salary. If the file relationship can be transferred, it will be better."

After Zhou Shuo said this, Huang Shi and Mu Yi's faces suddenly turned dark. Although the two hoped that the software room could become Zhou Shuo's "own person", if they were dismembered and hollowed out, they would be different.

But can they speak to stop it? Zhou Shuo just added half of his salary to everyone, what name is used to object? Even if the two are leaders, when they are money, they are like killing their parents, why should they keep people?

Even if you barely stay, such a team may be disbanded, so how can you lead it?

Immediately, several young researchers raised their hands and shouted: "I'll do it. I'm responsible for the modem in the institute. I understand the network knowledge the best!"

"Old Zhang, you just dial a phone number and you're so embarrassed to say you understand! My research direction is link state algorithm. Do you have my foundation?"

"I have also written a paper on the TCP/IP protocol, we are just as good as we can!"

"Okay, okay." Zhou Shuo quickly stood up to stop this meaningless quarrel: "There is no limit on the number of people in the project team. As long as you have volunteers and have qualified network knowledge, you can enter."

Zhou Shuo asked Shao Shiming to take paper and pen and write down the names of these activists. He then said: "I'll give you two days to consider. If there are other people who are willing to join, you can come to the First Vocational High School to find me or Shao Shiming."

Many young researchers below looked eager to try, and the old researchers seemed to be worried.

Most of them have worked in the 64 institutes for more than ten years and have corresponding professional titles and benefits. Moreover, Zhou Shuo also added half of the salary to everyone at the beginning. At this time, the salary of 2,000 yuan is not so attractive. But no matter what, if there are fewer young people, they can get more jobs and bonuses. Except for Huang Shi and Mu Yi, this is good news for everyone.

Everyone was excited for a while. Zhou Shuo held Huang Shi's hand. Seeing that he was not of high nature, he laughed and said, "I'll explain the matter about the commissioned research I told you before. If the superior can agree, I'm willing to pay 500,000 yuan for development expenses. If you want to make this money, you should be more active."

Huangshi's eyes lit up. He thought that it would be good to have a development cost of 20,000 or 30,000 yuan. What's the difficulty of modulating digital signal equipment? It's just a converter. At most, it's a little smaller, a little higher domestic production, and it's not impossible to work hard.

Now I heard that there are 500,000 yuan. Not to mention studying Walkman, it’s enough to buy a Walkman factory! At this time, Zhou Shuo just poached a few young people in the software room, and even put the whole software room in one go, Huangshi would happily beat the gongs and gongs and farewells. This business is really worth it!

As for Mu Yi, hey, he sighed, why are I always injured?

After walking around outside, Zhou Shuo returned to the first vocational high school. As a result, after he sat down for a while, Liu Gang hurriedly found him.

"Zhou'er, things are in trouble!"

Zhou Shuo didn't know how many times he heard this. It seemed that as long as he sat in the office, someone would always come and shout: "Things are not good! What's going on with me and this position?

He rubbed his eyebrows, raised his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

Liu Gang put a stack of documents on his desk and said angrily: "The city suddenly advanced the auction time of the component factory. Our plan to expand the keyboard factory may be aborted."

Zhou Shuo picked up the documents on the table and checked it. This was the auction bid for Xiucheng Components Factory. The other requirements inside were quite normal, but the bidding date stated on the bid was tomorrow. Obviously, many of the bidders were probably not too late to raise funds.

Zhou Shuo quickly picked up the phone on the table and dialed the inside number. After a while, Liu Guifang hurriedly ran over.

As soon as we met, he couldn't wait to ask: "Sister Liu, how much money is left in our account now?"

Liu Guifang checked the account and reported: "There is 9.23 million yuan in working capital, and another 410,000 yuan is an urgently needed project."

Zhou Shuo now has nearly 200 employees in three places: a big family, a school, a keyboard factory and a software room. He has to spend 200,000 yuan a month on salary alone. In addition to various benefits, logistics maintenance, raw materials and maintenance costs, 400,000 yuan is still compressed and then compressed.

The keyboard factory now ships at least 50,000 keyboards per month, with a price of 20 US dollars per keyboard, which can bring him a cash flow of one million US dollars. In addition, the dividends from Xinke Computer Company's software outsourcing business, so the monthly turnover is around 1.1 million US dollars.

This time point really makes him very embarrassed. October's profits were left in the United States, allowing Pang Zhou to invest in venture capital. At present, he only has November's profits, but he has to reduce the operating costs of the assets on hand. Microsoft's December funds will take another half a month to pay.

He thought for a while, stood up and grabbed his coat, and said as he walked, "Sister Liu, you prepare a promissory note of one million. Let's go to bid first. Can you win the bid? Let's participate first."

"Okay!" Liu Guifang replied neatly, and walked out in a hurry.

Liu Gang stood aside and said hesitantly: "Zhou'er, why not forget it. At worst, we can just build a factory in another place, there is no need to wading into this muddy water."

Zhou Shuo shook his head and said, "The component factory is related to our next development plan. I must hold it in my hand. No matter what, I have to work hard. I can get the best. If I can't get it, I will strive for the technical team of the component factory."

Liu Gang sighed and shook his head and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

The three of them were ready, and stopped a car at the school gate and went directly to the components factory.

Xiucheng Components Factory was an old factory built by Neon people during World War II. It has a very long history and can produce a lot of electronic component products. What is valuable is that it can not only organize production, but also have certain R&D capabilities.

Looking down from the sky, the factory is an irregular rectangle of 200 meters by 300 meters, covering an area of ​​about 90 acres. Judging from the land price alone, the component factory is close to the city center, and each acre of land is worth at least 50,000 yuan, while 90 acres is 4.5 million. If the equipment, buildings and personnel on the land are added, the component factory will have a market value of at least 20 million yuan.

However, the market will not care whether you are a century-old brand. Since the reform and opening up, the South, especially the component factories built by foreign capital in Shenzhen, have developed rapidly. Because of their high labor efficiency, high technical level, low cost and low burden, the old Xiucheng component factories are no match for the time being and soon fell into business difficulties.

If a factory is no longer in operation, it will age very quickly. Zhou Shuo stood in front of the gate and looked up. The paint with the six words "Xucheng Component Factory" on the gate has become mottled and impure, revealing the brown rust below.

The group of three of them passed the open door and walked into the factory. They were surprised to find that there were workers wearing work clothes coming in and out of the workshop, some wiping glass, and some sweeping the ground, which did not seem as dilapidated as the doorway.

Three people walked in from outside the door, and soon a young man stopped them and asked vigilantly: "Hey, what are you doing?"

Zhou Shuo smiled and explained his purpose to him. The young man looked up and down, nodded, turned around and took him to the bid registration office in silence.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Zhou Shuo quickly thanked the young man and asked again: "Master, has this component factory not stopped working? I see you are still working."

The young man shook his head and said dejectedly: "Our family has been working in this factory for generations. I am here to send it for the last time today."

"oh……"

Zhou Shuo looked at his figure leaving and found that it was extremely heavy.

In the bidding registration office, a middle-aged man in a straight suit sat at an old desk, drinking tea slowly.

Zhou Shuo walked in and said with a smile: "Hello comrade, we are here to bid for registration."

The middle-aged man put down the teacup, shook hands with him gently, and said tepidly: "Did you bring the bid deposit of one million?"

"Bring it!" Zhou Shuo waved his hand, and Liu Guifang walked over from behind and took out a bank note of one million denomination.

After confirming the denomination and authenticity of the bank promissory notes, the middle-aged man pulled out a stack of paper from the file basket next to him, threw it on the table, and asked, "Bidding unit?"

"The keyboard factory runs by Xiucheng No. 1 Vocational College."

"Legal person?"

"Zhou Shuo."

...

Before a form was filled out, Zhou Shuo suddenly heard a familiar voice coming from behind.
Chapter completed!