After the military marriage, the stupid beauty wants to run away from her husband

"My family background and position can't satisfy my vanity? Do I need women to surround me to fill the gap?" The man moved away from the woman, one hand still holding her struggling hands.

Zhang Yuwan looked at Zhao Qing who was driving in front. As expected, he was someone who had followed the leader for many years. He didn't react at all to the two of them in Tokyo behind him, and the car was still driving steadily.

"Okay! I get it, let me go." Zhang Yuwan didn't want to dwell on this topic with Song Changzhou anymore.

He didn't care about being seen, but she did.

She just wanted to draw a clear line between them, but Song Changzhou smiled like a cat that had successfully stolen some fish. "No, I haven't coaxed you yet!"

"The only thing that can please me now is money. What can you rely on to coax me?" Zhang Yuwan looked at him, waiting for his response.

Song Changzhou took a deep breath and nodded, "I'll give you one more chance! If I coax her in another way, wouldn't what you said just now be very embarrassing?"

He was about to get closer.

"I'm coaxed! I thought about it again, and I found that I can be coaxed very easily, really." Zhang Yuwan showed an extremely sincere face, an international smile, and nodded heavily.

Song Changzhou let go of his hand and said regretfully, "Are you sure? I can try harder."

With his hands free, Zhang Yuwan immediately sat down next to the door, with a look of "I don't know him" on his face as he stood far away from him.

Just as she was about to turn her head outside to continue looking at the scenery, Song Changzhou pinched her face and forced her to turn it back.

"I must not have coaxed you well, otherwise why would you be so far away from me? And you didn't even look at me." Song Changzhou said pitifully with a hint of grievance.

Zhang Yuwan turned his head, closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

When he opened his eyes again, he put on a professional and polite smile, "No, I was just checking to see when it would arrive."

Song Changzhou leaned back in the chair, holding the woman's chin with his tiger's mouth. He looked around and said reluctantly, "Then sit closer. If you squeeze any further over there, you'll be embedded in the door."

……

Zhang Yuwan's anger grew even stronger, but he didn't continue to think about it.

The car arrived at Professor Lin's laboratory building, and several people were brought to the laboratory by assistants.

In addition to Professor Lin, there are two assistants and an associate professor.

"Professor Lin, sorry to have kept you waiting." Zhang Yuwan still called Lin Jifeng "Professor Lin" in front of others.

"It's okay, we did two more tests and the results were very good." Lin Jifeng now looks much healthier than before, with a rosy complexion, bright eyes, and speaks neither fast nor slow with the demeanor of a scholar.

He also shook hands warmly with Song Changzhou and others, and joked to Song Changzhou, "Hello, Chief Song, it's been many years since we last saw you. Your career is really taking off like a rocket now, so fast that it's beyond our reach. We're chasing you from behind and probably can't even see the back of your head."

"You can't see the back of my head, so I expose my forehead," Song Changzhou also said with a smile.

Zhang Yuwan looked at the assembled TV and the unassembled TV on the operating table. Next to them was an old black-and-white camera, which was a brand of Jiaobenji currently on the market.

The television they developed looked very different from modern televisions, but the screen was flat and much larger than those on the market, and it also looked lighter.

Just the appearance has won a lot of favor, and Zhang Yuwan couldn't help but nodded.

Lin Jifeng began to introduce: "This is the first color TV we have developed. Currently, many of the precision equipment on this screen are independently developed."

"We are now starting the 73rd test." Lin Jifeng's assistant, wearing white gloves, turned on the two TVs.

The three TV sets started playing the CCTV programs at the same time, and the contrast was very obvious when the black and white TV set was placed next to each other.

Not only was the picture clearer, it was in color, and it looked as if Song Changzhou, Wang Fusheng, and the others were standing right in front of them.

Not only is the visual impact of watching TV series stronger, but the picture and experience are also very good. Moreover, this screen has a wide angle, so the pictures that are cut off at the corners on a black and white TV can be seen in full on a color screen.

"The TVs I watched before didn't show the surrounding scenery. I thought the picture was just this big. Who knew that after changing the TV, I could see more of the surrounding scenery." Wang Fusheng's eyes widened.

Hua Ren was so excited that he was speechless. Who wouldn't like this? "Will everyone be able to afford this?"

This looks much more advanced than a black and white TV, and Hua Ren couldn't figure it out even though he was calculating in his head.

"I'm going to tell you it's much cheaper than the black and white TV next to it, and it doesn't require industrial coils. Would you buy it?" Zhang Yuwan asked.

"Sister, this can't be true! I want one now that you mention it." Hua Ren looked at Zhang Yuwan in disbelief.

"Yes! If I buy one and put it in my house, my father will be able to walk around arrogantly, not to mention in the village, even in the township." Wang Fusheng murmured.

"It won't be that expensive. I hope the price is lower so that every Chinese family can afford a TV." This thing is updated very quickly, and it is sold at a sky-high price now because the foot basin chicken is a rare commodity. Her equipment and design are the best, and she can quickly seize the initiative in this market.

"If we start production, how long will it take before we can put it on the market?" Song Changzhou was also very excited looking at the TV. Once the TV was put on the market, it would mean that they would get the money back.

The military district can also be self-reliant and no longer have to beg for alms.

Zhang Yuwan glared at him. He hadn't allowed the management personnel sent by their military to come with him, and now they were here to ask about production issues.

"You should ask Director Zhu about this question; he's more knowledgeable."

Song Changzhou immediately understood what Zhang Yuwan meant, touched his nose and thought, well, I shouldn’t have asked so many questions.

He began to calculate that if the product was put on the market in three months, and one thousand units were produced per month, the industrial ticket for a black and white TV was still 3600 yuan. They would be cheaper without the industrial ticket, so if they calculated it at yuan, their monthly sales would be million yuan, and after deducting half of the various costs, they would still have more than million yuan. This was truly a golden goose.

"If we start production now, it will be available on the market in about a month." Zhang Yuwan explained for him.

"Then one assembly line can produce more than a hundred units a day without any problem. Once you become proficient, the production capacity will be even higher." Zhang Yuwan seemed to be talking to himself, but he expressed the data in Song Changzhou's mind more accurately.

"The rest is the sales process. If the payment is quick, we can have income in the second month."

Zhang Yuwan is very confident in her production capacity, and this is a conservative figure she gave.

Song Changzhou was able to suppress his expression originally, but suddenly he was like boiling water, bubbling and bubbling, which could not be covered up. His thick eyebrows and deep eyes relaxed, and his mouth showed a row of teeth.