Chapter 3114
The Unreachable Telephone
Chapter 3114 The Unreachable Phone Call
After Li Rong finished speaking, she looked at Old Chen, who nodded and said, "This price is acceptable."
Yang Xiaotao nodded, "Let's do it the way we did before."
"However, we can offer certain preferential treatment in other aspects, and we need to leverage their influence to promote it."
The uncle nodded, "Giving them a little incentive will help open up sales channels, which will benefit future development."
Mr. Chen agreed, "It can also deepen our relationship with France, so that we can have a 'friend' internationally."
Everyone else laughed when they heard this, because this friend was quite generous.
Regarding the French operating system, Yang Xiaotao pondered for a moment before saying, "The French operating system cannot be completed for the time being, but we can provide a software, a language pack."
"Once you install the language pack software on your computer, you can operate the computer in French and type in French."
When Yang Xiaotao said this, everyone in the room was shocked again.
They thought that French people had to learn Chinese to use computers.
Oh, I didn't know there was such a way.
Yang Xiaotao smiled and explained to everyone, "If it's just for use, it doesn't matter what language you use."
"But if it involves the development of related software, such as games, we need to use the V language for design. And to use the V language on our computers, we need to use a Chinese operating system, so they must know Chinese."
Hearing Yang Xiaotao's explanation, Old Chen and the others smiled again.
The uncle was even more delighted, saying, "This can be considered cultural export!"
Everyone laughed.
"When will this software be ready?"
"If things go quickly, it should be this year."
"We'll produce versions in French, English, Japanese, and other languages. That's easy; we just need to find some translators to help."
Yang Xiaotao said confidently, then laughed and added, "Of course, this software is chargeable, so please don't reveal everything."
"I'm still hoping to make money from this software."
Li Rong shook his head helplessly after hearing this, "I've discovered that you have the potential to be a shrewd businessman."
Old Wang chimed in with a strong sense of agreement, "Yes, yes, selling printer and copier ink cartridges separately—what else could that be but a profiteer's scheme?"
The others laughed again.
Yang Xiaotao, however, did not take it seriously.
In later generations, these methods were considered normal practice, and some stores even sold manufacturer's free gifts as genuine products, which was perfectly acceptable.
"So what? We're not forcing them to buy it. If they don't like it, they don't have to use it."
"Anyway, Chinese is so simple, it's easy to learn."
Yang Xiaotao's matter-of-fact attitude drew another round of laughter.
However, Li Rong took this matter to heart.
Then he continued, "And in Persia, they ordered a hundred printers!"
"That's fine, we'll offer a discount."
Yang Xiaotao agreed without hesitation.
He also knew something about the situation in Persia; the conflicts were increasing, and a full-blown clash could easily break out.
However, with the Northwest Iron Triangle in place, the core base should be able to remain stable.
At worst, it will result in a three-way power struggle within the country, which is still the worst-case scenario.
Therefore, as long as he has the ability to help, Yang Xiaotao doesn't mind giving up some benefits.
Old Chen didn't speak, he just nodded.
"By the way, they also want to set up a paging station in the country and need our help."
Li Rong spoke again, and Yang Xiaotao nodded, "That's no problem. You can talk to Director Zhao; they're in charge of this kind of work."
"It would be best to have them train more technical teams, which would also facilitate subsequent work."
Li Rong nodded. He would go back and discuss this matter with the Fourth Ministry of Machine Building. As for the Ninth Ministry, talent training had been ongoing.
In this respect, no one in China does it better than the Ninth Division.
"I'll stop here for now. We can talk on the phone if anything comes up."
Li Rong was about to leave before she had even finished her cup of tea.
Yang Xiaotao got up to see her off, and after they came downstairs, he said, "Aunt Rong, you can make these decisions yourself."
"Just tell us how many production units to produce."
"Don't bother traveling back and forth in this sweltering heat."
"Okay, then let's contact each other by phone."
Li Rong casually agreed, then got into the car and left.
As Yang Xiaotao watched the car drive away, he realized he had forgotten to ask about Duanwu and the others.
Never mind, I'll just give Wang Guodong a call later.
He turned and walked towards his office.
Hong Kong.
Governor's Palace.
Governor Winston Edwards was holding a satellite phone made in the United States when he heard a hissing sound and could vaguely make out the meaning of the other party's words.
"Sir, I will be careful."
Perhaps due to poor call quality, Winster understood the message and immediately hung up.
Then he vigorously cleaned his ears before hanging up the phone, leaving the study, and going to the living room.
He had just stepped into the living room when he heard his wife Susan's voice and saw the smile on her face.
"Honey, remember to eat breakfast on time."
"The competition is important, but physical health is even more important."
As soon as he went downstairs, Winster recognized who was on the phone.
Their little princess, Helen.
"Honey, do you want to say a few words to Helen?"
Susan smiled at her husband, and Winston shrugged. "Of course, unless my little princess doesn't want to talk to me."
No, I really want to.
Helen's voice came through the satellite phone, and Winster could hear it clearly even before he got close.
Then he took the phone, "Oh, my dear little princess, how are you doing?"
"Mr. Winster, thank you for your concern, I am doing very well."
Helen said with a smile, "Of course, the only bad thing here is that the food is so disappointing."
Winster laughed. "My dear, you should know this is France. How can you say that things in France are disappointing?"
"Oh my God, don't you know that France is the world's culinary kingdom? How could you say something so hurtful to the French people?"
“Miss Helen, I now seriously doubt your ability to judge.”
No sooner had Winston finished speaking than Helen sighed helplessly, "Really?"
"That complicated process of aperitifs, appetizers, main courses, then cheese and desserts takes up an entire afternoon. If that's what you mean, then I have nothing to say."
"Okay, let's talk about something else."
Winster felt there was no need to continue the conversation, as he also felt that a lot of time had been wasted on it.
"Tell me what interesting things happened there?"
Winster took the initiative to change the subject, and then Helen said happily, "Of course, we encountered many new things."
"For example, when we visited Huaxia's headquarters, we saw a machine that could print text. It was incredible."
Helen recounted everything she had seen, and Winster's face gradually grew serious.
Recalling the earlier phone call from Britain, instructing him to quickly ascertain the situation regarding the computer and printer, Winster was certain that this matter was unusual.
I glanced at the satellite phone in my hand again; it was undoubtedly much better than the one I was using.
This demonstrates China's achievements in the electronics field. After speaking patiently for a while, he handed the phone to his wife again before finally going to his office.
As soon as the doorbell on the desk was pressed, the secretary quickly appeared in the office.
"Have someone from the Finance Department come here."
A short while later, several well-dressed Britons arrived at the governor’s residence and went straight into Winster’s office.
The door closed, and soon the group left quickly, their faces radiating excitement.
Japanese islands.
Gao Mingyuexiang was sitting in her office, busy dealing with the site selection for the paging station.
At the same time, they are also dealing with the issue of 'student fights' in China.
Since the last time they studied and received training with students from South Goguryeo, conflict between the two sides was inevitable.
China simply doesn't bother with these matters.
As long as the classroom atmosphere isn't disrupted and public property isn't damaged, they won't care even if someone is killed.
At most, they'll arrest the guy who killed someone and let the two sides argue amongst themselves.
It is this indulgence that has exacerbated the conflict between the two sides, to the point that many people no longer regard learning and training as a serious matter.
Is this how you learn real skills?
The key point is that this kind of thing can't be stopped just because one party says so.
They voluntarily conceded, but what if South Goguryeo wouldn't allow it?
If the two sides continue to fight, they will only suffer more losses, and China will benefit for nothing.
Therefore, Gao Mingyuexiang had an extra task during this period: to liaise with the person in charge in South Goguryeo and implement the personnel training as soon as possible.
Ring ring ring
The phone on the table suddenly rang. Gao Mingyuexiang put down her pen and picked it up. "Hello, this is Gao Mingyuexiang."
"Okay, I'll be right there."
When Gao Mingyuexiang heard Harris's voice on the phone, she quickly got up, straightened her clothes, and left the office.
Upon arriving at the chairman's office, Gao Mingyuexiang gently knocked on the door before entering the room.
"Chairman."
Gao Mingyuexiang placed her hands in front of her lower abdomen and bowed respectfully.
Regardless of their relationship, within this company, they are simply in a superior-subordinate relationship.
She must give her enough respect.
"Moon Fragrance".
Harris looked up, then pointed to a chair next to him. "Have a seat."
"Hi!"
Gao Mingyuexiang took a few steps to a chair and sat down, her legs together and slightly tilted, with a humble smile on her face.
"Yuexiang, there's something I need to tell you."
Harris rubbed his temples, thinking about the contents of the phone call, and organized his thoughts before saying, "We've received news that China has made a printer."
Gao Mingyuexiang was taken aback, then quickly asked, "Printer? Haven't we already had that?"
She was referring to dot matrix printers, which appeared as early as 1968, and Seiko Corporation of Japan even produced the first dot matrix printer.
So what if China has figured this out?
They do exist.
But what she said was completely different from what Harris said. Harris then said, "What they made wasn't a dot matrix printer, but a printer that can connect to a computer and print text and graphics from the computer onto paper!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Gao Mingyuexiang looked up in shock, her eyes filled with disbelief.
"Computer, document, print it out?"
She murmured softly, her shock growing ever stronger.
As an office worker, I deal with piles of documents every day.
While some of these documents were handwritten, most were typed.
Therefore, each office is staffed with one or two clerical staff members specifically for handling these types of documents.
But now, the documents edited on the computer can appear on paper.
This means that typing on a computer allows for rapid information transmission and modification.
As a result, computers are becoming increasingly important in business and office work.
Thinking about this, Gao Mingyuexiang understood why Harris had called her here, so she asked, "Chairman, if this kind of printer really appears, it will be a huge help to computers."
Harris nodded. "That's right, that's what the boss meant too."
"He can already foresee the importance of computers in the future."
"The United States is working diligently on minicomputers and preparing to edit new computer languages, which is a very important area."
"The printer they brought out today is precisely proof of the development prospects of minicomputers in the business field."
Gao Mingyuexiang sighed inwardly upon hearing this.
In the field of minicomputers, China has already taken the lead.
And the United States will take the first step.
But what about their Japanese islands?
They had previously achieved remarkable success in this field, but the two outbreaks of disease swept through the country, resulting in the loss of many elite researchers and plunging the research into a slump.
So far, there has been no news of any substantial progress.
Under such circumstances, it is very, very difficult to catch up with the world's trends quickly.
"Chairman, what do we need to do?"
Gao Mingyuexiang quickly regained her composure and said solemnly.
Harris nodded. "Right now, it would take at least a year for domestic research to be completed, so we can't afford to wait."
At this point, Harris solemnly stated, "We need to import these computers and printers."
"The exact quantity is tentatively set at 10,000 sets. This matter needs your assistance."
Gao Mingyuexiang immediately understood what the other party meant: to take the lead, then transport the goods back and sell them to various factories and companies on the island, from which they could profit from the price difference.
This is in a businessman's nature.
"Understood, I'll contact them right away."
Harris nodded. "As soon as possible. I suspect a lot of people are watching this, and we need to seize the initiative."
Gao Mingyuexiang nodded, "Don't worry, I had a very good talk with their foreign trade leaders last time, and I believe we will have a pleasant cooperation."
"Better so."
Harris said, sounding slightly tired, that he felt an inexplicable sense of urgency ever since he took office here.
Gao Mingyue bowed again and then left the office.
I felt nauseous as soon as I came out of there.
This isn't the first time; it's been happening more and more frequently in the past week.
Despite her discomfort, Gao Mingyuexiang went to her office and picked up the expensive satellite phone to make a call.
The phone rang only once before it went busy.
Gao Mingyue was taken aback, realizing that the other party was actually on a call.
After a brief pause, Gao Mingyuexiang dialed again.
However, unsurprisingly, the line was still busy.
Gao Mingyuexiang thought about the other party's status and the content of their conversation, and suddenly felt a sense of urgency.
After waiting two minutes, I dialed the number again.
But the phone line was still busy.
At this moment, Gao Mingyuexiang was truly anxious.
Sometimes, even being a minute late means failure.
Taking a deep breath, Gao Mingyuexiang forcefully swallowed the nausea that was rising in her body and dialed again.