Volume 3 Summer Rain Chapter 0348 The Temptation of Going Home
As time entered 1984, the smell of relaxation in the air became stronger.
Although in 1981 there was already a standard for hiring workers of up to 70%, with no more than eight employees, the owners directly participated in the production process like the workers, and the money they earned was only for supporting their own lives. They were middlemen between capitalists and workers, and were called small owners.
If there are more than 8 people and they appropriate the surplus value of the workers, they are called capitalists.
However, the number of employees is still a very sensitive issue, especially among some bold people who deliberately distort the meaning of "seven up and eight down" and only one-sidedly emphasize that the country has relaxed its employment regulations and often employs more than eight people.
Even in his old age, Shazi Guazi still maintained his bold and foolish style. He would hire more than a dozen young people at a time. Just because of his boldness and also because he had caught the attention of his superiors, they put forward a three-no principle: don't promote it, don't publicize it publicly, and don't rush to ban it.
It can be said that an old man saved hundreds and thousands of brave men like him.
Nan Yi's development strategy for the Nan family in the mainland remains the same, continuing to develop collectively owned enterprises. Without official documents clearly supporting private enterprises, he will never touch private enterprises, will not become a capitalist, and will not even be a small business owner.
To put it bluntly, before 1992, he would never have started his business in the country.
After spending Laba Festival with Liu Zhen, Nan Yi first flew to Xiangkeng to deal with the issue of transferring his household registration, and then flew to New York.
Because there have been a lot of bad things happening recently regarding airplanes, with one person flying over to pick up gold bars and another flying over to pick up house tickets, Nan Yi has to avoid certain airlines when flying, for fear of being taken to a destination he doesn't want to go to.
This caused a lot of trouble for his travel, and his travel efficiency was greatly reduced. Fortunately, his own private jet will be delivered soon, and this trouble and inconvenience will soon pass.
As soon as he returned to the south attic of Columbus Apartment, a huge surprise... Nan Yi couldn't tell whether it was a shock or a joy, came upon him.
"Dad, I want to join the Talented Youth Program and study in the junior class." Nan Ruoyin said this to Nan Yi after he and the two little girls who were just out of school had expressed their true feelings to each other.
"Why, are you unhappy at school?"
"No, I'm quite happy, but the knowledge taught in school is too superficial and can't keep up with my own learning progress. I think it's a bit of a waste of time. Dad, I'm a child prodigy, and learning is easy for me."
"Since you are happy, why don't you want to stay in school for a few more years? Even if you can't learn anything in school, you can still play with your friends."
“But…” Nan Ruoyin said sadly, “Dad, you’re not in New York. I want to finish my studies early so that I can always be by your side.”
"Little girl, you're going too far. We were together for nine months last year, and dad was only away for more than three months. Wouldn't it be nice to give you some private space?"
"No, I want to see my dad every day." Nan Ruoyin hugged Nan Yi's neck with both hands, threw herself into his arms and acted coquettishly.
"Let Dad think about it." Nan Yi said, and fell into deep thought. After a long while, he continued, "Dad will talk to your teacher. If your teacher agrees, you can take a leave of absence from school and follow Dad while Dad is away. Is that okay?"
"That's great, Dad. You can go see the teacher tomorrow." Nan Ruoyin laughed.
"Yeah." Nan Yi nodded and looked at Fan Hongdou, "Hongdou, don't learn from Ruoyin. Godfather will try to stay in New York as much as possible."
"Godfather, I'm so busy that I don't have much time to think about you. I have to check the cash flow of Akesa Vegetable Company every day and formulate its development plan." Fan Hongdou said.
"Haha, our Hongdou has become a strong woman." Nan Yi said, touching Fan Hongdou's head.
In fact, Nan Yi has arranged a real manager in Akesa. It is impossible for him to really throw the company to Fan Hongdou to manage. Even if she is smart, her lack of experience is fatal.
In order to allow Fan Hongdou to grow, and to prevent her from causing Akaisa to go bankrupt, the strategies Fan Hongdou proposed and the instructions she issued were harmless, and those below her would execute them, so that she would understand the consequences of doing so;
As for major wrong decisions, there will naturally be people who will refute and correct them and guide her in the right direction.
For Fan Hongdou, Akesa is actually another classroom for her, teaching her growth, experience and self-confidence. The teaching function is the main function that Akesa needs to play in the short term. As for profit, it is not that important.
Tesco plays a similar role for Nan Ruoyin, except that Tesco also shoulders the mission of being a pioneer in big data projects.
To sum up, the core idea of big data is to use massive amounts of known data to infer unknown and known data.
This is nothing new. In fact, this theory is covered in intelligence science. As early as fifty years ago, some people used big data theory to infer the results of certain things.
For big data, the most important thing is the algorithm. Compared with the algorithm, massive data is less important. After all, collecting data will become an easy task with the advent of the Internet era.
What Tesco needs to do is to research, summarize and verify the most accurate algorithm.
"Dad, I'm a strong woman too."
"Yes, you are also a strong woman, the one who almost bankrupted Tesco because of you."
"Humph, I didn't." Nan Ruoyin said unconvincedly: "Tesco was profitable last year."
“Is it because of you that we are making a profit?”
"Uh, no."
"It's good that you know. You are smart, but you are too good at taking shortcuts and too unstable. When I have time, I will have to teach you a lesson."
“Lululu!” Nan Ruoyin made a face and said, “Dad, let’s go to Aunt Scarlett’s place. I want to go see my brother.”
"Okay, let's go over there for dinner."
When he arrived at Scarlett's house and held his son in his arms, Nan Yi was filled with guilt. He had been away from his child for such a long time during this critical period of his growth.
Nan Youqiong is almost nine months old, and he can already babble. Although I can't understand what he is saying, I can vaguely recognize some words, especially "Mama".
Obviously, she spent more time with the child, but the child still learned to call her mother first. This made Scarlett very proud, but also made Nan Yi very jealous.
"Repeat after me, Papa."
"Mama."
"No, it's Papa."
"Mama."
"Haha, Adam, our Adam can only call Mama." Scarlett kissed Nan Youqiong on the face and laughed wantonly.
"Don't call him Adam in front of us anymore. Or you can add the Second World to the list. Otherwise, I won't know who you are calling."
"It's actually very easy to tell the difference. If I call Adam gently, I'm definitely calling him." Scarlett pointed at Nan Youqiong and said, "If it's louder and the tone is sharper, then it's definitely calling you."
"Very funny?"
"Yes, it's very funny." Scarlett said provocatively.
"Then keep laughing." Nan Yi handed Nan Youqiong to his nanny Charlotte, walked to the sofa and sat down, watching Nan Ruoyin and Fan Hongdou playing video games.
The two were playing the Teletenis, an embedded single-game video game console with a joystick on the handle. It's not quite accurate to call it a joystick, as it looks more like a rotary button that can only be operated by pinching the index finger and thumb.
The game he played was also very simple, with a very serious pixel art problem. The game characters looked like they were mosaiced, and the operation was not difficult. However, for Nan Yi, it was not very playable.
"Why don't you play Atari?"
"Dad, don't you know that Atari is not doing well now? Last time I bought a copy of E.T., the game graphics were so bad and the production was so shoddy that I returned it. This lousy company is a rip-off. I curse it to go bankrupt soon."
"Haha, you don't have to curse it, it won't last much longer. But there are more games on Atari, aren't you two tired of playing?"
"Atari is not fun, the quality of the games is too poor, except for Pac-Man, all the others are terrible. Godfather, when you go to Tokyo again, please buy me a Nintendo Famicom. I want to play Mario Bros."
"Why, there's nothing to sell in the Kingdom of Qin?"
"I haven't seen it. It seems to be out of stock." Fan Hongdou said.
"Oh, godfather will help you look for it. If you can't find it, have Tokyo send it to you."
Nan Yi really hadn't noticed that the Famicom had already been on the market. He liked to play Contra on the Famicom, up, down, left, right, left, BABA. He even remembered how to adjust to thirty lives.
As for the field of game consoles, he has no interest in entering it. He does not have much passion for games. How can he possibly do things well without passion?
If he had to talk about the games he remembered, the only one he could name was Tank. As for Contra and Double Dragon, he couldn't remember what was in each level.
All I remember was somersaults and jumping around, or two muscular men, one yellow and one blue, swinging their fists and beating me up.
Besides, it is not a good idea to develop a game console. It is better to set up a copycat factory in China in a few years, reap a few waves of profits from the Famicom and then withdraw. As for the Subor and the Old Overlord, whoever owns them can make them.
Well, then whose son has to use Little Overlord to conquer the world?
"Rachel, Akesa, it's time to eat. We'll play again later." Nan Yi was daydreaming when Scarlett came over and said.
"Why didn't you call me?" Nan Yi asked in surprise.
Scarlett shrugged and said, "Oh, I forgot there was another you. Renault didn't do your part."
Nan Yi's face darkened in an instant, and he muttered in his heart: "If she doesn't fight against the house and tear down the tiles one day, she doesn't look like a good person."
"Well, if you can get out of bed tomorrow morning, I'll take your last name Taylor."
"Some time ago, there was a little conflict between Gambia and the Soviet revisionists, which made Gambia very unhappy. It directly threatened the Soviet revisionists, saying: 'They will send 500 soldiers to occupy the entire territory of the Soviet revisionists in three days.'
Adam, is this joke funny?" Scarlett looked at Nan Yi with contempt and said disdainfully, "Okay, Adam Taylor, your meal is ready, eat quickly. If you don't eat enough, I don't think you can even climb into bed."
Humiliation, this is a complete humiliation. Scarlett actually used Gambia to insinuate him. This is intolerable...
"Forget it, let's go eat and I'll support you later."
Nan Yi stood up, shook his head, suppressed his anger, and walked towards the dining room.
the next day.
After running five kilometers, Nan Yi became uncharacteristically hot and breathed heavily, and he almost couldn't stand on his heels.
With a difficult wave of his hand, Dawen walked up to him with a bottle of mineral water and handed it to him, "Boss, do you want to go to Bhutan and worship at the temple there?"
"Laughing at me?"
Nan Yi couldn't understand what Dewen meant. He had no religious beliefs What temple could he visit in Bhutan? It was nothing more than a temple that worshipped those filthy things.
"No, I'm serious." Daven shook her head and said sincerely, "I already have eight women. Look at me."
Dewen flexed her biceps, looked Nan Yi up and down, sighed, and everything was said without words.
"We've given you too many vacations in the past. From today on, you won't have any vacations for two years."
"Aha, is this retaliation?"
"You can understand it this way. I let you talk dirty."
"Okay." Devin shrugged. "I won't rub salt into your wounds anymore."
Nan Yi muttered, "That bitch Scarlett must have done it on purpose. Fortunately, she is young and strong, otherwise she would have had a stroke right away."
Nan Yi took a sip of water and walked forward slowly a few steps to avoid putting too much strain on his heart.
Scarlett didn't let Nan Yi sleep the whole night last night. The mechanical and repetitive heavy physical work really exhausted him.
