Back in 1978, I was admitted to Northwestern Polytechnical University.

Chapter 128 I already said it, the success rate is very low!

What?
Qin Liang stood outside the Terracotta Army site, a place familiar to people from later generations, listening in surprise to the staff's answer.

The Terracotta Army isn't a tourist attraction yet! It's not open to the public! He even bragged about taking Yang Duo'er to see the Terracotta Army...

“It’s okay, Brother Liangzi. If we can’t see the Terracotta Warriors, we can go to other places. Actually… as long as I’m with you, I’m fine with going anywhere.”

This sentence had already made his feelings quite clear, and Qin Liang gave an awkward smile: "Duoduo, I'll take you to the Big Wild Goose Pagoda..."

Just then, a panting voice came from behind: "Qin Liang, Qin Liang, I've finally found you! Something's happened in our department! Director Luo told me to call you back right away..."

This... I just took Yang Duo'er out for a stroll, and we were turned away at the first tourist attraction, and now I'm in trouble?

"what's up?"

"Foreigners have arrived, saying they want to... seek compensation."

Yang Duo'er's expression changed slightly: "Brother Liangzi, let's... go back, business is more important."

Qin Liang waved his hand: "Let her wait. Just say I'm busy. As for the others... just say you don't know. Everything has to be discussed with me! Duoduo, come on, I'll take you to visit the Big Wild Goose Pagoda!"

Northwestern Polytechnical University, Department 5 Office.

"The technology Qin Liang gave us is flawed! We used his technology to produce ten products in a row, and they were all defective!" Janice's voice was loud, as if she wanted to vent her anger: "He used this flawed technology to exchange for eighteen of our electronic product technologies. This is simply... robbery! He must give us a reasonable explanation, or we'll see you in court!"

“Ms. Janice, I’m so sorry, Qin Liang has other assignments and is not at school. We are unaware of his project. Please be patient.” Director Luo said, “However, I can assure you that Qin Liang would never do such a thing. There’s a misunderstanding here.”

"Misunderstanding? Humph, what misunderstanding! This is clearly a trap. Let me tell you, British law is perfect!" Janice said aggressively. "Breaking promises has consequences!"

"Ms. Janet, you must have misunderstood..."

Director Luo was at her wits' end. Why hadn't Qin Liang returned yet? She really couldn't handle such a nagging woman!
Time passed in agony: ten minutes, half an hour, an hour…

Janice finally stopped yelling because... she was too exhausted. Her initial anger had slowly worn away during the long wait. Seeing Janice's change, Director Luo understood. This was the crystallization of the wisdom of our Eastern bureaucracy: one word, delay!
"You must be hungry. Please come to our cafeteria and get something to eat. You'll have the energy to keep waiting for Qin Liang; he's on his way back..."

After having lunch, Janice waited all afternoon until the sun was about to set when she heard a familiar sound outside.

"Where is Ms. Janice? I'm so sorry! Something came up..." "Mr. Qin, you're finally back! We used the technology you provided to make ten antennas, but they all failed! There's a problem with the technology you gave us!"

"Isn't this... quite normal?"

Janice was stunned: "You call this normal? Ten antennas, not a single one is up to standard, the yield rate is less than 80%, that's a failed process!"

She had considered all sorts of excuses Qin Liang might have made, such as the British workers being out of practice or the CNC machine tool not being properly adjusted. She had her own rebuttals for all of them. But she never expected that Qin Liang would speak so confidently: to call a process with a yield rate of less than 10% normal!
“Ms. Janice, I told you back in England that there are still some imperfections in this process, and the yield rate will be lower. Every word we said at that meeting was recorded. You can go back and check if I said that.”

That's natural... but the yield rate is still very low, which leads to a high price... These words came to Janet's mind. Qin Liang did say that back then, but... who could have imagined that the yield rate would be so low?

"Come on, I'll take you to see our own production line at Northwestern Polytechnical University. After you see it, you'll understand."

Janice's mind was in a mess. She followed Qin Liang out of the Department of Electronic Engineering's office building and along the campus path to the Department of Electronic Engineering's laboratory. Once inside, she saw several young people who had gone to England with Qin Liang directing other young people to work.

On the shelf next to her, there were already more than a dozen finished products, all marked with crosses and two square characters. Although she couldn't understand them, she guessed that they were scrap.

"Zhao Xiaoxia, how's production going here?"

"We are currently in trial production. We have already made fifteen, but they are all defective," Zhao Xiaoxia replied while continuing to instruct the young people on how to carve aluminum foil.

Your British production line only produced ten defective products, so what! Here, we produced fifteen in a row, all of them defective!

Janice looked at the busy workers, then at the defective products, and took a deep breath: "Just how low is the yield rate?"

"It's not that low. If you make a hundred, one of them will succeed. It depends on luck. Of course, if you're lucky... like in your Marconi workshop, we only made one, and it succeeded. That's just pure luck..."

Okay, so we thought the success rate would be high just because you guys made one successfully, but it turns out... it was just because of good luck!
Only one out of a hundred will be a finished product, which means the cost of a planar slot antenna would be incredibly high!
Janice's face was incredibly grim: "It costs us about ten thousand pounds to build one antenna. If we have to build a hundred, only one will be a finished product, which means our production cost will rise to one million pounds! That's too expensive! Such a high cost has already offset its advantages! Even if you didn't cheat us with defective technology, this still caused us a significant loss!"

"So expensive? Here, it wouldn't even cost a thousand yuan to make one antenna. A hundred would only cost a hundred thousand yuan, which, converted to pounds... let's say thirty thousand pounds!" Qin Liang said, "Your costs are high in Britain, as I mentioned last time. Why don't you place an order here and we'll help with production..."

If we need you to produce them, then what's the point of exchanging technology? At this moment, Janice was still very angry, but... £30,000 for an antenna, that's a good deal! As long as the yield rate of products produced by Marconi Company itself does not exceed 34%, then products produced in the East have a price advantage.

"Once we develop more advanced technology, we will provide it to you free of charge. Rest assured, we Easterners are the most honest and trustworthy people..."

(End of this chapter)