Chapter 169: Show Me the Money

After Yang Tianxing returned to the dormitory, some roommates were there, while others had gone who knows where.

Fu Yiming was working a part-time job at 101, Song Fei and Yi Min were nowhere to be seen, Li Ainan was reading sheet music on his bed as always, and Qian Jiale was sitting on a stool silently smoking.

The environment, which had been very quiet, only gradually became lively after Yang Tianxing returned.

In fact, university dormitories are just like this; sometimes, because two people have different hobbies, they have nothing in common to talk about when alone, and everyone habitually does their own thing without much interaction.

Generally, in this situation, if there is someone in the dormitory with relatively high prestige whom everyone respects, such as Yang Tianxing, his arrival can solve this problem:

Or, if there is someone relatively funny, they can also successfully "break the ice"; Yi Min could probably do that too.

However, if it is someone with a personality like Qian Jiale, after he returns to the dormitory, this atmosphere will still continue.

Yang Tianxing hadn't even had time to change his clothes when two people approached him to chat at the same time.

"Second Brother, lend me your sneakers. The toe area of this pair of mine is broken, and I need to wear them during the Autumn Sports Meet."

Qian Jiale said; he had signed up for the long jump event at the Autumn Sports Meet.

Yang Tianxing pointed to the balcony: "The shoes are drying. You can clean up the balcony while you're at it; it's covered in cigarette butts."

"Got it."

Qian Jiale said sullenly.

"Tianxing, lend me your library card. I've already reached the borrowing limit on my own."

This was Li Ainan's request.

Yang Tianxing pulled the library card out of his wallet and, while handing it to Li Ainan, also casually tossed a cigarette over: "Old Li, you damn well act like a woman in confinement, just lying on the bed as soon as you get back to the dorm."

Li Ainan lit the cigarette with a cheeky grin, but his legs still didn't move from their spot.

Yang Tianxing didn't try to persuade him further; he took a shower and then went to the Runxing Electronics Factory.

Actually, MP3 players don't count as a major project; there will always be a day when their performance is phased out. Mobile phones are the true electronic product overlords of the next 20 years, and that is what Yang Tianxing is aiming for.

Especially after 2008, once the Android system appears, the room for operation will become larger and larger.

Runxing has a good foundation and a technical base; Yang Tianxing really wants to use this platform to change and achieve some things.

Yang Tianxing arrived at Zhao Qingxun's office and discovered that the previously cluttered environment had actually been tidied up: files were with files, reports were with reports, the sofa was spotless, and the coffee machine was wiped until it shone.

"Did you hire a secretary?"

Yang Tianxing asked in surprise.

Zhao Qingxun had her legs propped up on the desk without much regard for her image. Yang Tianxing gave her a high overall score; although her appearance was slightly lower than Liu Jiaoyue and Xiao Zhiliao, her body proportions were excellent, and in high heels, she was even taller than Liu Jiaoyue, who always wore flat shoes.

With various mysterious buffs added to her person, a strong-willed nature, and a personality that was hard to fathom, even Yang Tianxing found her enigmatic. However, he could sense that she quite liked the atmosphere of eating with people her own age, and she also held an accepting attitude toward Yang Tianxing, her "male best friend."

"No secretary; I don't want to hire one right now."

Zhao Qingxun said while changing the position of her long legs under her khaki pants, adding casually: "I feel like I have intermittent tidying-up syndrome. On a whim, I'll tidy things up until they're neat and orderly, and I feel an indescribable sense of satisfaction in my heart, and then it only happens once after a long time."

Noticing Yang Tianxing's gaze appraising her, Zheng Guan smiled and put her legs down: "You don't look like a university student at all. Normally, even if a university student wanted to look, they should pretend to look straight ahead and then sneak a peek. You're nothing like that, not hiding it at all."

"Actually, I don't have any other intentions."

Yang Tianxing said seriously: "I was just purely making a comparison."

"With those two?"

Zhao Qingxun suddenly became interested.

"Mm."

Yang Tianxing nodded.

"Then... how is my figure compared to theirs?"

Zhao Qingxun looked at Yang Tianxing with great interest, not at all like the owner of a 1,000-person factory.

Yang Tianxing shook his head: "That's hard to say. After all, you haven't let anyone get their hands on it. Traditional Chinese medicine even emphasizes looking, listening, asking, and feeling the pulse; you have to touch a pig's leg when buying it at the market, right?"

"Then do you want to get your hands on it and try?"

Zhao Qingxun stretched her legs out straight and signaled to Yang Tianxing with her eyes.

Yang Tianxing didn't fall for it: "Then you promise first not to use a crossbow to kill me later."

"Hahaha."

Zhao Qingxun covered her mouth and laughed: "You university student are quite wicked. Is this how you usually trick girls?"

"How is it tricking? We are actually just classmates."

"I believe your ghost stories."

Before long, several people in charge at the Runxing Electronics Factory came over. This new management team was proposed by Zheng Guan to be reorganized, including both internal promotions from the original staff and external social recruitment.

Yang Tianxing was not very familiar with them, so he nodded politely in greeting, and most of them responded courteously as well.

Yang Tianxing had participated in several MP3 project discussion meetings in the capacity of a consultant; his attendance at this small-scale meeting again at least indicated that Zhao Qingxun valued Yang Tianxing's opinions quite a bit.

"Today's matter is very simple."

Zhao Qingxun opened the notebook in her hand and said: "MP3 production requires display screens. After discussion and selection, we have finally determined Landu, Chenman, Jinjie, and Lianfa Electronics Factories as the display screen suppliers. Now, we just need to determine the final choice."

This issue had been discussed many times, but there was still no conclusion. In short, every choice had its own drawbacks and its own advantages, and the several people in charge of the electronics factory held different supporting opinions.

Therefore, as soon as Zhao Qingxun finished speaking, they immediately began to argue. 15 minutes, half an hour, an hour passed, and there was still no conclusion.

Finally, the newly appointed electronics factory manager, Lin Zhaohui, said: "Since we still can't discuss a result, why not let the four of them bring their products over, and we can compare them on the spot."

After the meeting ended, Zhao Qingxun shook her head helplessly.

Given that the previous old factory manager, Li Bisong, had too much influence, Zhao Qingxun limited the authority of the new factory manager, Lin Zhaohui, and kept promoting new people to provide checks and balances, but as a result, every meeting was quite chaotic.

"This is today's meeting report."

Yang Tianxing handed the summary to Zhao Qingxun and helped her pour a cup of coffee.

"Thank you."

Zhao Qingxun took a sip, flipped through the report, and asked: "What do you think?"

Yang Tianxing sat on the sofa and summarized: "Actually, for things like electronic display screens, unless they reach the level of Samsung, the domestic technical standards are almost all the same. In terms of quality, these four companies—Landu, Chenman, Jinjie, and Lianfa—do not have any particularly outstanding advantages."

Zhao Qingxun also agreed: "I have the same thought, but there is definitely no need to purchase Samsung; the cost is too high."

"Therefore."

Yang Tianxing suggested: "We should start from other aspects and look for new evaluation criteria."

Zhao Qingxun thought for a moment: "Which aspects?"

Yang Tianxing asked: "Have you ever been to these companies for an inspection before?"

Zhao Qingxun shook her head: "I don't have that much time."

"Then I still suggest you go to the factories in person for a tour; it won't take too much time."

Zhao Qingxun said: "After walking around, with General Manager Zhao's eye, you will definitely be able to discover something."

Zhao Qingxun seemed to realize something, but she was also puzzled: "You had this opinion, why didn't you say it just now?"

Yang Tianxing smiled: "I am only a consultant, and they are all big shots; I don't want to offend any of them."

"Fine."

Zhao Qingxun sighed: "I understand your concerns, but when inspecting the four factories, you must also be by my side."

"I have also been busy promoting Rocket 101 recently."

Yang Tianxing looked a bit troubled.

Zhao Qingxun stared at Yang Tianxing without speaking, and Yang Tianxing swallowed with difficulty: "Although Rocket 101 is insignificant compared to Runxing, it still carries my own dreams, as well as the hopes of many university students."

"So, you have to pay more."