Rebirth in 1960, My Industrial Age

Chapter 420 Zhou Fengnian: Come Back for a Visit

At China Overseas, Zhou Fengnian first chatted with the leaders for a while, and then soon after, two more leaders arrived.

The four of them then tentatively agreed on a plan for the human evolution project.

Given the current manpower, resources, and time, we will first produce twelve soldiers injected with the first-generation cell evolution serum, and then slowly produce the second-generation serum.

Once Zhou Fengnian has fully understood the effects of the first-generation and second-generation serums, as well as the changes after injection, he can start injecting them into other people.

It definitely extends lifespan. The only question is whether the second-generation cell evolution serum has the same effect on cell division as the first-generation serum, but it is certain that it has at least 70% of the effect.

That means it can extend one's lifespan by at least thirty or forty years.

However, longevity raises another issue: term of office.

This wasn't Zhou Fengnian's idea, nor did he have it. It was another leader who brought it up, and the other two agreed. They planned to discuss it among themselves and then write the term of office into the law, making it unchangeable forever.

Alternatively, there is a compromise: once someone chooses to receive the cell evolution serum to improve their physical condition, they must step down from their position and not exceed their originally stipulated term.

After all, they had all witnessed the downsides of long-term positions.

Zhou Fengnian did hear about this, but he didn't express any opinion. It was none of his business; he was only responsible for research.

After saying that, we've basically covered everything for today. But before leaving, the leader patted Zhou Fengnian on the shoulder and said...
"Comrade Fengnian, if it's confirmed that there's no danger, I'd really like you to strengthen your body. After all, you're a national treasure; if you collapse, many things will be delayed."

The other two leaders nodded after listening. They might disagree with other statements, but they couldn't find a single fault with this one.

After the Cell Evolution Serum was developed, Zhou Fengnian truly became their 'national treasure'.

Moreover, after recalling Zhou Fengnian's information, they quickly realized that Zhou Fengnian started working at the age of seventeen and has only been working for thirty years.

In just thirty years, they have achieved so much, and even developed a cell evolution serum.

If given another thirty years, how many good things could Zhou Fengnian produce? What would the US and other Western countries be then?
Zhou Fengnian smiled and said, "I will try it if I have the opportunity in the future, leader."

If he has the chance in the future, he will definitely give his family members a couple of injections. After all, he is still human and has selfish desires.

After leaving Zhonghai, Zhou Fengnian took a car directly back to the Academy of Sciences. He originally wanted to go directly to the Institute of Biological Cells, but considering that he had a lot of things to do these past few days, he decided to return to the Academy of Sciences first.

When I got back, it was just in time for lunch.

After finishing his meal, Zhou Fengnian returned to his office to begin handling matters.

The argument with the foreigner last time still had some impact. Qian Zhi asked him if he wanted to see the related reports, and after thinking about it, Zhou Fengnian asked him to send over all the newspapers.

After receiving the newspaper, Zhou Fengnian began reading it. Being fluent in several languages, he didn't need anyone's help with translation.

As he expected, the foreigner he had argued with went back and did everything he could to smear him, exaggerating his personal reputation to that of the entire country.

They didn't say a single kind word; it's as if their hospitality was wasted on their grandchildren.

There will definitely be some impact; it might deter some uninformed researchers from coming to China.

Even if Zhou Fengnian hadn't gotten angry and argued with them at the time, they would have gone back and tried their best to smear him. Those bastards never came with good intentions in the first place.

After glancing at a few newspapers, Zhou Fengnian tossed them aside, a habit he had always developed—he didn't bother to finish reading them.

These factors will indeed have an impact, but in the face of the powerful computing capabilities of the Shenzhou-5 supercomputer, these impacts are insignificant.

Foreign countries are still using third-generation supercomputers, and they haven't even had any experience with fourth-generation supercomputers. Now that they have an opportunity to get in touch with fifth-generation supercomputers, how could they possibly give it up?

The more powerful a supercomputer is, the more it helps with experimental calculations; if the US continues to use third-generation computers while we use fifth-generation supercomputers, our space program could surpass the US's within fifteen years.

The application for the World Robot Exhibition was also affected to some extent, but if it is not approved, Zhou Fengnian plans to prevent the Robotics Institute from participating.

Having participated in the exhibition twice before, their robots had already made a name for themselves. In the field of industrial robots, Huaxia was already among the top when they participated in the exhibition for the second time.

Few countries can create a smooth robotic production line, and China is one of them.

They attend robotics exhibitions out of respect for the companies they represent. Now, they also have contracts with various companies that manufacture precision parts, so they don't need to attend every single one.

If China's robotics technology leads the world and they don't participate in exhibitions, it means the World Robot Conference is inadequate.

Zhou Fengnian handled a lot of things that afternoon. He needed to personally review the reports of several important projects, but he couldn't hand them all over to Dean Wu. For example, Dean Wu didn't know about the nuclear power plant project report and couldn't help with it.

"The aircraft carrier's completion approval process is progressing quite smoothly."

After seeing the document, Zhou Fengnian began to read it carefully. He hadn't expected that buying an aircraft carrier from the Russians would go so smoothly.

They are already planning to assemble a team to learn from and improve the Russian aircraft carrier once it is delivered back, and then convert it into their own aircraft carrier.

They didn't just buy a half-finished aircraft carrier; they brought back several boxes of blueprints as well. These alone were enough for them to build an identical aircraft carrier.

This document was originally intended for the National Defense Commission, but since Zhou Fengnian also held a position there, this copy was sent to him.

"It's a good thing, but aircraft carriers alone are not enough. The development of other ships is also a long and arduous task!"

After Zhou Fengnian approved it, he thought about his own abilities and realized that he had quite a few level-nine abilities that could be used to develop modern warships.

However, he didn't have much time; he was too busy with his own work, so he gave up after thinking about it.

Zhou Fengnian then continued working, and before the end of the workday, he finally finished processing the documents that had piled up for several days.

He then called Qian Zhi over and instructed him, "Qian Zhi, send these documents out, and then call a driver for me. I need to go to the Institute of Biological Cells."

"I understand. But are you busy again, boss?"

Qian Zhi said cautiously, "Boss, how about I go with you? Deputy District Chief Zhou called me this morning and said that if you work more than fourteen hours a day, he wants me to stop you."

"Why are you listening to her? You're my secretary."

After Zhou Fengnian finished speaking, he looked at his watch again and pointed, saying, "It hasn't been eight hours yet, it's still early."

"Boss, you lose all sense of time when you're busy. I'll go with you and come find you when I'm done."

Qian Zhi's last words were an inquiry. He knew that the Institute of Biological Cell Research was a confidential place, and no one who was not registered or had permission was allowed to go there.

There aren't many people at the biological research institute yet, but there are four guards standing at the entrance, all equipped with real guns and ammunition.

The contents inside are absolutely classified. In terms of secrecy, the Biological Cell Research Institute is several times more important than the Robotics Research Institute.

“You can’t go. You can’t even get close without prior approval. I’ll be off work on time today, so don’t overthink it.” Zhou Fengnian waved his hand, telling Qian Zhi to go back to work.

He could understand his wife's actions. Back when Pan Heng was his secretary, he often had Pan Heng keep an eye on his meals.

Otherwise, when he's done with his work, Zhou Fengnian will have lunch and dinner together.

Later, when Wang Mingjie became his secretary, Zhou Yan would often call to inquire about his meals and overtime work.

In other words, Zhou Fengnian's physical condition is usually very good. The benefits of improving his martial arts skills have made him as healthy as a young person, allowing him to stay up all night without worry.

Zhou Fengnian values ​​martial arts skills quite a bit. If he levels up to level ten, I wonder what good things he can give him.

As soon as the driver arrived, Zhou Fengnian took his briefcase and headed towards the Institute of Biological Cells.

Now, Zhou Fengnian is lucky if he can spend ten days a month at the Chinese Academy of Sciences; the rest of the time he spends at the Institute of Biological Cell Research.

Within the entire Academy of Sciences, only Dean Wu probably had a vague idea of ​​what Zhou Fengnian was doing, but even if he did, he wouldn't ask.

He was aware of the confidentiality policy; since he didn't want to get involved in this kind of thing in the first place, he wouldn't actively participate now.

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"Factory manager, the phones have been manufactured."

Early in the morning, Zhou Xianyang had barely sat down when he heard this good news; it surprised and delighted him, and he quickly said, "Let me see it."

"This is our factory's digital mobile phone. The engineers from America praised it highly and are now watching it closely in the experimental workshop."

The factory's technical department staff quickly placed a mobile phone in front of Zhou Xianyang, who picked it up and began to examine it.

This black flip phone has a hidden antenna and a number of features.

"Factory manager, we also have a camera function here."

"It can even take pictures? You've already made it?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Xianyang looked surprised, and then, following the instructions of the technical staff, took a picture with his mobile phone.

Although the photos are not very clear and the camera only has 150,000 pixels, at least it has a photo-taking function.

Zhou Xianyang immediately smiled. After working so hard for so long, with the technical support they received, their factory had finally managed to manufacture a mobile phone.

Zhou Xianyang then played with it for a while before heading to the production workshop.

The engineers from the wireless communications factory and Motorola were all present, and they were quite satisfied with the phone.

It is powerful and even better than digital mobile phones produced by wireless communication manufacturers. It also has a camera function and is fully ready to be put on the market.

This kind of phone will definitely cause a lot of people to fight over it, and it will be more popular than phones produced by wireless communication manufacturers.

There was some disagreement over the naming, but in the end Zhou Xianyang used his power as factory director to name the new phone "Guangxun Mobile".

The meaning is simple: communication is as fast as the speed of light, which is also the name of their mobile phone company, Fiberhome.

It was simple and straightforward, and no one else had any objections, but Motorola took away the naming rights from Amer.

They wanted to name the phone themselves, and in the name of their company.

Zhou Xianyang did not object. It was agreed before the joint venture that they would each own 38% of the property rights and technology of the new mobile phone, and would purchase the mobile phone from the Accelink mobile phone factory at a relatively low price.

Motorola also divided the world market into several regions, taking away the most profitable areas, but fortunately leaving a few regions for Accelink Mobile.

However, the more they sell, the more Zhou Xianyang earns, since Motorola needs to purchase phones from China.

They never considered rebuilding production facilities in Amer or elsewhere, nor did they even consider outsourcing mobile phone technology and production orders to factories in other locations.

After all the calculations, it seems that China has the lowest production costs, even more so than Xiao Ri. Purchasing mobile phones from here is the best choice, almost without exception.

Cheaper labor comes from Southeast Asia or Africa, but there are no mature industrial chains there, and the workers are of low quality. Setting up a factory there would require a huge initial investment.

The specific order quantity has not yet been discussed, but we have notified Motorola in Ame that they will send someone over tomorrow to discuss the details with Zhou Xianyang.

Zhou Xianyang estimates that the first order will be no less than 500,000 units. Judging from Amer's purchasing power and the market, 500,000 units will probably sell out in a very short time.

However, 500,000 units is already the annual production volume of the Fiberhome mobile phone factory. Although Zhou Xianyang thought the new mobile phone would definitely be a hit, it was impossible to build a factory with 10,000 employees right away.

Everything has to be done gradually.

This year has been a boom year for Zhou Xianyang's income. MP3 music players and portable karaoke devices are as popular as ever, and Yangfei Electric Company has also ventured into the color TV industry.

This is a color TV production line that Zhou Xianyang purchased from Xiao Rizi using MP3 technology licensing and a sum of cash. He values ​​the future market for color TVs, so he asked his employees to handle this matter.

The deal has been finalized, and the production line has been purchased. Next year, Yangfei Electric Appliances Company will have its own brand of color TVs.

This company is different from Feiyang Electric Factory and Guangxun Mobile Phones; it is entirely his own company.

After talking with the people from Motorola, Zhou Xianyang returned to his office still feeling excited.

He's about to receive a huge order that will feed his entire factory for several years.

Zhou Xianyang took out his phone and called Bai Yuhao. He was feeling a bit stifled keeping this to himself, and he wanted to share this good news.

He invited his cousin out for a meal, and it just so happened that Bai Qing'an was also in a neighboring city with him.

After the call connected, Zhou Xianyang said, "Brother Bai, are you free tonight? It's nothing important, just that something good happened and I wanted to have dinner with you to celebrate."

"You have a meeting? Then go ahead and do your work. We can get together another time."

Bai Yuhao didn't have time, and Zhou Xianyang had no choice but to go out for a celebratory meal with his wife tonight.

Unfortunately, this place doesn't have an imperial kitchen, so there aren't many good restaurants, and not even many proper Shandong cuisine restaurants.

Zhou Xianyang was about to call his wife, but before he could even dial the number, a call came in from the other end.

The caller ID showed it was his father. Zhou Xianyang answered and said, "Dad, I'm in a neighboring city. What do you need?"

Zhou Fengnian said on the other end of the phone, "If you're not busy right now, come back for a visit. I have something to tell you."

(End of this chapter)