Volume 6: The Great Change Chapter 0776 Order No. 14
On the grassland outside Ulaanbaatar, several people were drinking and chatting beside a bonfire. Suddenly, one of the big men pulled out a gun without warning and put it to the temple of another man.
The big man was the leader of the Cossack Action Team, Petrovsky. He poked the temple he was pointing at with the tip of his gun, "Sun Ling, I'll only ask you once, have you ever been to a casino?"
Sun Ling, who was being held at gunpoint, was stunned for a moment, then stammered, "Yes."
As soon as the big man heard Sun Ling's answer, he moved the gun away from Sun Ling's temple, pushed Sun Ling down again, and fired four shots in a row, crippling Sun Ling's hands and feet.
"Stop the bleeding."
At Petrovsky's order, the team's medical soldier Qinggertai stepped forward to stop Sun Ling's bleeding.
After Sun Ling's bleeding stopped, Petrovsky asked again: "How many times did you go? How much did you lose? Did you say anything you shouldn't have said? You should be clear about our rules. Whether you can die happily or not depends on your answer."
Sun Ling naturally knew the rules. His hands and feet were disabled, so he was doomed. But there are two types of death: a good death and a difficult death. A bullet in the forehead or death after torture would be a completely different experience.
"I can't remember how many times I lost 500,000 rubles, and I didn't say anything I shouldn't have said." Sun Ling said very straightforwardly: "Cossack, give me a quick death."
Bang, bang, bang, two shots in the chest and one between the eyebrows. The shooting was over. Petrovsky tried Sun Ling's pulse in the neck again and confirmed that he was dead before turning off the safety of the pistol.
Another team member, Wang Hu, silently took out a military dagger, walked forward, bent over to take off Sun Ling's clothes, and then dug out the bullet heads from the flesh and mud. After counting and confirming that there were seven, he put the bullet heads away.
"Wang Hu, you brought Sun Ling here. He didn't tell the truth. You are responsible for the aftermath."
"clear."
Wang Hu was a little depressed. He met a compatriot who was doing very badly. Out of kindness, he pointed out a way for him to make money. Unexpectedly, he ended up digging a hole for himself. Gamblers and drug addicts really cannot be trusted.
"Qinggertai, you are responsible for going to Manchuria and keep an eye on the money."
"GOT."
In the morning, Nan Yi and Gong Xue had just left Baiwanzhuang by car when Su Meng called them.
"Boss, Pan Wuju just submitted his resignation letter."
"I understand. Tell Song Jia to settle his salary."
Nan Yi had a premonition that Pan Wuju would leave. Mou Nande had a good eloquence, so it was normal for Pan Wuju to be persuaded.
"Just let him go like this?" Su Meng said hesitantly.
"Those who should leave cannot be kept. Is there anything else?"
"No more." Su Meng hesitated and asked again: "When will you come back?"
"It will take a few more days. I'm hanging up."
After hanging up the phone, Nan Yi replaced the battery board for the phone.
When they arrived at the foreign-related office building, Gong Xue was busy with her work while Nan Yi sat opposite her reading a newspaper.
After reading it for a while, he saw a report in the "Blowing Newspaper": "The phenomenon of fake collectives is a behavior of private enterprises seeking profit and avoiding harm, which is not surprising, but because this phenomenon damages the interests of the country, it cannot but arouse our attention.
The existence of a large number of such enterprises may appear to strengthen the collective economy on the surface, but this is actually quite wrong.
The tax and credit policy benefits enjoyed by these enterprises have harmed the national finances. In some places, fake collective enterprises account for 80% of registered collective enterprises. If they are cleared out, the national tax revenue will undoubtedly increase significantly. "
After reading the report, Nan Yi looked at the name of the reporter who wrote the article, then stroked his chin.
"The Blowing Newspaper" is a very serious newspaper. The reports in it will not be published casually. Blowing Newspaper means to blow the wind in advance. Since the problem of "red hat enterprises" is mentioned above, the action of removing the hats will definitely be launched in the near future.
In 1988, a small enterprise called Qiaodunmen Brewery in Vancouver tried to conduct a pilot project and designed a "shareholding cooperative enterprise charter". The charter was very subtle and had the same purpose as the share structure of the Wanxiao Group.
The Articles of Association stipulate that 15% of the enterprise's property is indivisible public accumulation funds collectively owned by all the workers of the enterprise. Its independent existence is one of the important signs that distinguishes shareholding cooperative enterprises from partnership private enterprises and is an integral part of the collective economy.
It is precisely because of a part of public accumulation that shareholding cooperative enterprises are naturally classified as collective economy.
This corporate equity design is unique in the world and can be said to be a bold innovation by domestic grassroots reformers in the face of ownership taboos. It is considered to be a neither-horse-nor-donkey economy, but it can be self-consistent in theory.
It has also become very easy for a private enterprise to transform into a joint-stock cooperative enterprise - it only needs to declare 15% of the enterprise's assets as the public accumulation of all workers.
In February, the Ministry of Agriculture also issued "Order No. 14", promulgating the "Provisional Regulations on Farmers' Shareholding Cooperatives" and attaching the "Model Articles of Association for Farmers' Shareholding Cooperatives", the blueprint of which was the articles of association of the Qiaodunmen Brewery.
“Haha, the number of private enterprises will increase dramatically.”
Once the de-listing operation begins, private enterprises previously affiliated with collective enterprises will try to decouple. "Order No. 14" just points them in the right direction. Fake collectives will have their labels removed, and real collectives will probably take advantage of the opportunity to become private. The loss of collective assets is foreseeable.
Nan Yi picked up the phone and called Ge Cuizhu, "Aunt, please tell Uncle Yaodong a message. I have given in on the contract, but a collective enterprise is a collective enterprise. Its nature will not change now or in the future. If anyone wants to change, please tell me and I will talk to him properly."
"Nan Yi, you are here because of Order No. 14, right?"
"Auntie, that's great. You're always paying attention to policy trends."
"Nan Yi, don't worry about the village's affairs. If you have free time, why not take care of the group's affairs."
"What new ideas do you have?"
"Some people have opened grain and oil stores outside. Should we also enter this field?"
Nan Yi was silent for a while, then said, "Aunt, in theory, building a network of grain and oil stores is a good supplement to our business, but food coupons are still in use, and food is relatively sensitive. We can do it on a small scale, but if we expand it, the political risks will be too great. Besides, without clear policy support, the state-owned grain stores will kill us."
"I have thought about these issues. We can open a few stores in Guangdong Province under other people's names to see which way the wind blows. If the situation is not right, we can close it."
Nan Yi thought for a while and said, "Since Auntie has made up her mind, let's give it a try."
"good."
After hanging up the phone, Nan Yi said to Gong Xue: "I will invite Zheng Xiaolong here later, and you can negotiate with him according to what I told you last night."
"You're not coming?"
"No, I will not be involved in the specific affairs of Wangbei Media in the future. You are its head. Comrade Gong, work hard. You will be evaluated at the end of the year. If the score is high enough, I will open a back door for you and give you management shares earlier."
Gong Xue walked behind Nan Yi, leaned on his back and said, "What if I can't do it well?"
"It's easy. If you can't do it well, step down and replace it with someone capable. It's not easy to find young, beautiful and capable women, but there are plenty of capable old women."
"You are just trying to piss me off on purpose." Gong Xue poked Nan Yi's head and said angrily, "Have I gotten older?"
Nan Yi raised his head and glanced at Gong Xue. "I don't think so. Don't overthink it."
"real?"
"real."
"Then let's have a baby?"
Nan Yi frowned at Gong Xue's words, and evaded the question by saying, "Let's talk about work during working hours, and talk about personal matters after work."
"Are you coming to my place tonight?"
"Um."
"Then I'll get off work early and go home to cook."
Gong Xue said something and returned to her seat to continue looking at the documents.
After putting away the newspaper, Nan Yi glanced at Gong Xue, feeling a little conflicted. He couldn't decide whether to tell Gong Xue a white lie or tell her his true thoughts directly.
You can't have a child whenever you want. Gong Xue is already past the best childbearing age. Besides, she doesn't meet Nan Yi's basic conditions for "good birth and good parenting".
Life is not worth living. If you are just here to work like a slave, why bother living here?
Nan Yi can build a ladder for his children, but they have to climb up by themselves. It seemed that Fan Hongdou and Nan Ruoyin persuaded him to quit smoking, but in fact he himself also wanted to quit smoking in order to prepare for pregnancy. Nan Yi hoped that he would be in the best condition to produce offspring with a woman who is excellent in all aspects, especially in terms of IQ.
Most of a child's innate qualities come from his parents, and his IQ comes more from his mother. For Nan Yi, he hopes to give his child the best he can genetically. After that, he also wants to establish a good life and education foundation for his child. His child must not only be born in Rome, but also be a rare talent.
Otherwise, it’s better not to come to this world.
A mother with congenital heart disease desperately gives birth to a child. From the perspective of love, she is a good wife, but from the perspective of inheritance, she is garbage. Who gave her the right to let her child risk not inheriting the disease?
This is Nan Yi's subjective idea. He thinks so and does so, but he has never thought of conveying this idea to others. He does not need like-minded people in this regard.
At a quarter past ten, Zheng Xiaolong came to Gong Xue's office. Nan Yi exchanged a few words with him and then gave the space to him and Gong Xue. Nan Yi went out and bought some fruit and some canned fruit, then went to the staff quarters of Erhua.
In the Gu family, only Gu Wen is at home.
"I heard that you had a cold, so I brought you some special cold medicine." After entering the Gu family, Nan Yi patted the can of yellow peaches in his hand.
Canned yellow peaches are very popular in the north of the country, especially among children. Whenever a child catches a cold, he or she can drink some canned water and have a yellow peach, and the effect will be immediate, and he or she will go from being sick to being full of energy.
Using saw blades to seal sugar bags and using iron nails to make holes in can lids are basic skills that countless children rely on to steal food, but they are also the fuse that leads to a strategic nuclear strike from their parents.
"Have you ever seen me lack canned food since I was a child?" Gu Wen took the things from Nan Yi's hand and complained.
"Of course you're not short of it. We always saw people sending canned food to your house. You've been our envy since you were little. Luckily you're a nerd, otherwise we would have dealt with you a long time ago."
When there is no festival, no one is sick, and no gifts are given, few families will buy canned food to satisfy their cravings. Being able to eat canned food freely will definitely attract the envy and jealousy of friends.
"Stop talking nonsense. Why didn't you come over yesterday? My dad wanted to toast you."
Gu Wen asked Nan Yi to sit down in the living room.
"You must have a bunch of relatives to deal with when you first came back, so I didn't come to disturb you." Nan Yi said, and got straight to the point, "Since you're back, you must be planning to obey the assignment, right?"
Gu Wen nodded, "Yes, the destination has been decided, the Computer Institute."
"It's just like what I guessed. I wish you great success and a bright future in the computer department."
Since Gu Wen returned to China, he had naturally made the decision to obey the assignment, and the most suitable unit was the Institute of Computing Technology. His willingness to come back made Nan Yi look at him with a higher opinion of him, and he was also happy to see Gu Wen waste two years in the Institute of Computing Technology.
In the past, people had no choice, so they were naturally willing to abide by the rules and accumulate experience step by step before making achievements. Now that they have a choice, how many people in their prime years who are willing to make achievements are just sitting there wiping tables, serving tea and water, and doing hard labor for others?
When facing chaebols, you can choose to enter areas that the other party has never ventured into. But when facing academic tycoons, there is no room for resistance at all. The circle is so narrow that if you can't make it in the east, you can't make it in the west. You either have to be obedient or jump out of the circle. According to Gu Wen's personality, he may not be able to accept the issue of a signature, and it is only a matter of time before he escapes.
"I brought back a lot of ideas from the United States that I wanted to put into practice. I really wanted to go to work as soon as possible, but I felt uncomfortable without a computer. I brought back a portable computer, a second-hand one with poor configuration, and I couldn't use it.
Nan Yi, do you know that artificial intelligence in various countries is making great strides forward and the field of artificial intelligence is also receiving great support. Whether it is the United States, the United Kingdom or Japan, they are all investing heavily in this field.
After the expert system, the emergence of the Hopfield network heralds the rebirth of connectionism. I believe that the fifth generation of engineering will be realized soon, and we humans will soon be able to communicate with machines..."
With enthusiasm on his face, Gu Wen kept talking to Nan Yi about the latest achievements in artificial intelligence.
In fact, Nan Yi should be more aware of the current development of artificial intelligence than Gu Wen. MCC [Microelectronics and Computer Technology Corporation], a US group that provides funding for large-scale projects in AI and information technology, includes funds from Pan American Investment and is one of its shareholders.
In 1987, the market demand for AI hardware suddenly dropped. The performance of desktop computers produced by Apple and IBM continued to improve. Their performance exceeded that of expensive Lisp machines produced by Symbolics and other manufacturers. The old products lost their reason for existence, and this $500 million industry collapsed overnight.
Initially successful expert systems such as XCON were expensive to maintain, difficult to upgrade, difficult to use, exhibited mysterious errors when input was abnormal, and fell victim to a variety of previously exposed problems such as qualification issues. The practicality of expert systems proved to be limited to certain specific scenarios.
In the past two years, the capital behind artificial intelligence has become pessimistic about the realization of the "fifth-generation project" and has reduced or cut investment in this field and invested funds in areas that are more likely to produce results. Various artificial intelligence laboratories and research institutions have or will face funding exhaustion.
Currently, in the field of artificial intelligence, the only ones that are doing relatively well are Japanese research institutions and the artificial intelligence research group of Elk Company. One has government funding support, and the other has Nan Yi's unwavering resource allocation.
With patience, Nan Yi listened to Gu Wen repeating what he already knew. After Gu Wen had said enough, he said to him, "If you are unhappy in the computer department, call me."
In the afternoon, Nan Yi and Yang Kaiyan had afternoon tea together. Yang Kaiyan arrived first and there were candles lit on the table.
As soon as Nan Yifu sat down, he said to Yang Kaiyan sitting opposite him, "Is this candle prepared for me, or did you just have a couple's meal with someone else?"
"I had lunch here, but it wasn't a couple's meal. Wang Quan treated me."
"Oh..." Nan Yi drew out the answer, "Comrade Wang is really resilient. After so many years, he is still pursuing you."
"I don't understand. I've clearly rejected him, but he still persists."
Yang Kaiyan's tone was indifferent, but Nan Yi could clearly feel that she was complacent with her charm.
"Ha, for Comrade Wang's sincerity, I think you should give him some sweet treats, like a kiss or spending a night together." Nan Yi said with a ruffian look on his face.
"I grew up in the United States, but I'm not an American. I'm not that casual." Yang Kaiyan said with a cold face: "If you keep talking nonsense, I'll throw coffee at you. It's freshly brewed coffee, and it's still hot."
"Okay, no kidding." Nan Yi said with a serious face: "Miss Yang, report your work."
