Xiaomi Heavy Industry, its first entrepreneurial venture!

Chapter 524 Do you want a tank or not? (Third update!)

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Aside from the young people in the technical department, almost everyone else present was married. Hearing this, they all suppressed their laughter and coughed softly.

After they finished coughing, Lin Yi turned two pages in his notebook and continued to add to the notes:

"The battery company's business units have been further subdivided, and divided into four departments according to their usage."

"Automotive batteries, mobile phone batteries, batteries for small electronic devices, and other special-purpose batteries."

"Shen Feipeng, you are in charge of vehicle batteries; Sun Xiangtian, you are in charge of mobile phone batteries; Gan Ping, you are in charge of batteries for small electronic devices; Xu Zhe, you are in charge of batteries for other special purposes."

"I'm giving each of you two deputy positions. Find two suitable people yourselves. I'll conduct evaluations, and if your deputy has any problems, you'll all be fired!"

With the appointments made, all the managers present turned their eager gazes to the four people whose names had just been called.

Each person has two deputy positions, which means there are 8 people in total.

These two deputies are at least level 15 employees.

If I could get the job, the salary would be several times higher, but the competition is fierce...

It's a little bit big.

The pressure is immense, but for the sake of money, we still have to scramble. If we don't scramble now, once the rules are established, it will be even harder to get any.

Unlike their excitement, Lin Yi, after saying these words, seemed to have put something down and let out a heavy sigh of relief.

After exhaling, his gentle gaze swept across the faces of everyone in the conference room, starting from the left. "Dear students, today's meeting is now adjourned."

"You can go back and prepare your documents, and then compete for the positions!"

"Old Dai, Wang Bo, you two come to my office."

After saying this, he grabbed his notebook from the table, stood up, and walked out of the conference room first. Ji Shuangshuang followed closely behind, and then Dai Zhifeng and Wang Bo rushed out in a hurry.

"Boss, wait a minute!"

As they left, the lively atmosphere in the meeting room was just beginning. A large group of managers surrounded the newly appointed person, incessantly recommending themselves:

"Engineer Cao, you understand me..."

"I don't know anything! Don't look at me like that!"

"Mr. Mao, can I come to your room tonight?"

Get out of my way!

"Minister Liu..."

Meanwhile, Lin Yi, along with Wang Bo and the others, returned to the office. The door had barely closed, the click of the lock still echoing, when Wang Bo eagerly said:

"Boss, what should we do with the vacancies left by those managers who competed for their positions?"

Should we select candidates from the existing workshops through competitive selection, or recruit from outside?

At this moment, the HR manager was in a real bind. Originally, Liao Xiangjun could help with the work, but now that Liao Xiangjun had been removed, he was left all alone.

One person would be exhausted trying to make all these adjustments!
As he was still marveling at this, Lin Yi held up two fingers of his right hand in front of him:
"We'll take both paths! Some people will definitely be dissatisfied with today's adjustments, so you need to address that."

"If anyone's causing trouble, just tell them to get lost and don't waste your time."

"Put yours aside for now, let me talk to Lao Dai first."

Setting Wang Boxian aside, Lin Yi turned and walked to his desk, took a document from the drawer, and placed it in front of Dai Zhifeng:
"Old Dai, prepare three sets of information for the new company."

"The first set is for the electric vehicle workshop that is part of the battery factory. Their testing work has been basically completed. Next, they need to launch the products they have. Although they are also using the Mijia brand, they still need to be affiliated with a company."

"The name is Xiaomi Heavy Industry Group Mijia Electric Vehicle."

"The second type is also vehicle manufacturing, but you need to apply for a full set of vehicle manufacturing qualifications when you apply."

"The third one is a special ammunition manufacturing company."

"This is the list of required documents. Please organize them and let me know before submitting them so that my contact person can verify your qualifications."

hiss--

Dai Zhifeng gasped, his hand instinctively reaching out, but he forcibly pulled it back halfway.

After a long pause, he reached out again, grabbed the document, and without looking at it, asked Lin Yi with a worried expression:

"Boss, are you sure you don't want to eat seaweed and egg drop soup without any vegetables or broth after we've made all this stuff?"

Looking around, Lin Yi suddenly noticed that all three people in front of him had a hint of worry on their faces. However, Ji Shuangshuang's worry was the most serious, while Dai Zhifeng's worry was mixed with excitement.

The moment Wang Bo, who was standing next to him, met Lin Yi's gaze, the worry on his face disappeared, leaving only excitement.

Rolling his eyes, Lin Yi pointed to his forehead: "Don't worry, if anyone's going to eat, I'll be the first!"

"The purpose of this trip to Yanjing was actually to discuss tank manufacturing."

"One of our proposals has successfully passed the review, but the manufacturing time is a bit tight. We need to deliver the prototype before June next year."

"So it's urgent!"

"With tanks, there is also a need for specific ammunition, so ammunition companies are in a hurry."

As he explained, Dai Zhifeng and Wang Bo's eyes grew brighter and brighter, until finally, the two of them grinned so wide they showed their back teeth.

They looked like two idiots.

Seeing the two of them looking silly, Lin Yi twitched his eyelids and squinted, asking, "What are you two laughing at?"

Dai Zhifeng was the first to react. Despite being in his fifties, he scratched his head like a child and asked cautiously, "Um... Boss, now that the tank is finished, could I drive it? It would be even better if I could fire a shot!"

"Me too!" After Dai Zhifeng finished speaking, Wang Bo clasped his hands together, imitating Zhang Fei's gesture from the old version of Romance of the Three Kingdoms, and shouted out.

Lin Yi pinched the space between his eyebrows, closed his eyes, and nodded: "You can open it, but you can't fire the cannon!"

Having received permission, Dai Zhifeng waved the documents in his hand: "Don't worry, boss, I'll have all the necessary paperwork ready in three days at most. Just give me a call then!"

"I go first!"

He left in a carefree manner, and Wang Bo finally understood why his boss had called him over.

It's nothing more than the recruitment of personnel by these new companies.

But the problem is...

He choked up, and cried out to Lin Yi, "Boss, there aren't any people in the job market who can manufacture tanks and weapons!"

"Even if you want me to hire someone, I can't find anyone to hire!"

"There are universities and colleges, but I can't get into them!"

"Maybe I just emailed them saying I wanted to recruit people from their school majoring in tank and weapons manufacturing, and then the police showed up at my door in handcuffs." "Boss, I don't want seaweed and egg drop soup!"

This tearful outburst made Lin Yi roll his eyes again, but it also served as a reminder to him.

Senior military-related talents mainly come from the "Seven Sons of National Defense," while tank manufacturing-related majors mainly come from the Weigongcun Automotive Repair College.

The ammunition manufacturing major was mainly the Royal Weapon Academy of Xiaolingwei.

In addition, shipyards are under construction on the Yangtze River, which also require manpower.

The corresponding military ship technicians mainly come from Majiagou Ship Technical School. These schools have a small number of students, and they are fiercely sought after by major research institutes and various departments every year.

It's very troublesome to snatch people away from them.

Lin Yi was afraid of trouble, so he decided to call for outside help.

He gently patted Wang Bo on the shoulder and whispered the instructions:
"Don't worry, go and get ready. Start from the Xiaolingwei Royal Weapon Academy, then go to the Weigongcun Auto Repair Academy, and then to the Majiagou Shipbuilding Technical School."

"I'll help you contact someone. You just need to go and get the person out of there."

Having received Lin Yi's assurance, Wang Bo's expression relaxed slightly, and he nodded vigorously.
"Don't worry, boss, I will definitely finish this job before the winter break."

After stating the deadline, he turned around and rushed out of the office.

It's already mid-December, and Lunar New Year's Eve this year is February 3rd, 2011. It seems like there are still more than two months left, but in reality, there's only one and a half months available.

Because I still need to find time to handle the adjustments.

so tired!

I really want to drive a tank and blow up the office building!

The door closed, and before Lin Yi could even return to his desk and sit down, Ji Shuangshuang's gentle voice rang out:
"Is it really okay?"

"Besides, in those TV dramas, tank manufacturing units are very secretive. Won't we run into problems doing this?"

"No!" Lin Yi replied decisively, but as soon as he finished speaking, his brows furrowed again. After a few seconds, he slowly turned his face and said to Ji Shuangshuang with a hint of ingratiation:

"The overseas expenses in the future may require more procedures, so you'll have to work more overtime."

Hearing that she had to work overtime again, Ji Shuangshuang shrank her neck and rolled her eyes upwards:
"Hehe, when you said those things back then, it wasn't because you liked me at all, but because you needed a laborer, right?"

"How could that be?" Lin Yi smiled as he came up behind Ji Shuangshuang, pulled her into his arms, and rested his chin on her shoulder.

"Lin Yi loves Ji Shuangshuang the most in his life!"

Feeling the weight on her shoulder, Ji Shuangshuang grabbed Lin Yi's right arm with her left hand and gently pinched the softest part of his flesh with her right hand, giving it a light twist: "Hehe! I'll take that as the truth. I'm going to work overtime!"

With that, she broke free from Lin Yi's hand and walked out of the office with a cold face.

Stepping outside, a smile instantly bloomed on her cold face. But the smile lasted less than a second before three girls emerged from the finance office, hand in hand. Upon seeing Ji Shuangshuang, they immediately greeted her.
"Mr. Ji, are you sick? Your face looks so red!"

Ji Shuangshuang's smile vanished, replaced by her usual cold expression, her gaze sweeping over the three clasped hands:
"Wandering around during work hours, wanting your bonus deducted, huh?"

"No, Mr. Ji!"

"President Ji, let's go back immediately!"

"Spare my life!"

What happened outside had nothing to do with Lin Yi. He returned to his desk, rested his chin on his right hand, and began to think about who he should sell the remaining three tanks to.

Or rather, who would be willing to be a sucker, no, to be the first to try something new and buy this stuff?

Unlike other purchases, when it comes to buying equipment like tanks and airplanes, smaller countries still primarily choose Russia, America, France, England, and Germany.

Because America and the Soviet Union were vying for supremacy, these countries garnered too much attention, leaving a deep-seated impression on smaller nations.

As for other countries, they will buy tanks from China, but they will not buy tanks from their own countries, because Xiaomi Heavy Industry has zero reputation in tanks.

After much thought, Lin Yi suddenly realized that among all the people he dealt with, there wasn't a single suitable buyer.

After much deliberation, he decided to try his hand at telephone sales.

He took out his phone and made his first call to Amir.

As soon as the call connected, Amir began asking questions about his communication equipment. Once he got the exact progress, he prepared to hang up, but before he could, Lin Yi preemptively asked:
"Mr. Amir, do you want a tank? If you want a tank, just name your price and I'll send it over to you!"

"No!" Amir answered decisively, hanging up the phone without giving Lin Yi a chance to speak.

The busy tone of the phone made Lin Yi suspicious, wondering if he had really screwed someone over.

But when he thought about how Iranians liked to betray their teammates, he felt that he had only taken a little money and hadn't killed anyone, so he was already being quite generous.

After mentally reorganizing his thoughts, he made a phone call to Rashid.

Rashid, probably feeling a bit dizzy from lunch, said lazily, "Mr. Lin, long time no see. Is there something you need?"

"Want some tanks? I'll be getting a few soon, they're really good, want to give them a try?"

"Well... my father hasn't let me get involved with these things yet, so I can't agree to your request. I can only contact my father to see if he has any ideas. However, if Mr. Lin has a better air defense system, my father would probably be more willing to get involved."

"Alright, then I'll leave it to Mr. Rashid!"

The call ended again. Lin Yi stared at his phone, looking troubled.

If I had known, I would have made anti-aircraft missiles instead. Radar manufacturing is difficult, but manufacturing radar on my own side is not difficult.

Once the radar and missile warheads are properly developed, air defense missiles will be available.

Ugh……

Pity.

After waiting for five or six minutes, he found Saller's number and dialed it without any hope. At worst, he would just consider it a loss, a few tens of millions.

We can afford to lose money.

After waiting for almost a minute, just as the call was about to automatically disconnect, Saller finally answered:
"Mr. Lin Yi, what happened?"

"Nothing happened. I just wanted to ask Mr. Salle if he was interested in tanks. If he is, I have a few prototypes that will be rolled off the production line in a few months and we need a place to test them."

"how much is it?"

"what?"

"You contacted me just to make money, didn't you?"

"Mr. Saller's language is too vulgar!"

"Alright, no need for so many roundabout ways. Send me a copy of the tank's performance data, I'll take a look, and if it's suitable, I'll order one!"

(End of this chapter)