Travel through the 70s, marry the king of soldiers, and become the richest man with space

In mid-April, the electrical appliance factory's first color TV was successfully launched.

During the Dragon Boat Festival in May, a limited number of 100 units were sold in three locations: Beijing, Guangzhou, and Haishi, and they were all sold out in less than a morning.

Song Fuyu didn't have much trouble in her heart. After all, she had seen a lot of good things in later generations. Han Li, on the other hand, burst into tears looking at the new color TV set in their factory. He used to work in a radio factory. Their factory built my country's first color TV in 1972, but it never built a production line.

Things that had not been done before were done at Feifan Electrical Appliances Factory.

"Mom, are you okay? Why didn't you see them?"

In the past, when she came back from outside, the two little guys would come out to greet her as soon as they heard the sound. Today, they walked to the living room and saw no one.

"Watching TV next door."

"I'll call them back."

The Jin family's TV was brought back directly from the factory by Jin Kai. It is close to the water, eliminating the need to go to the department store to buy it.

Song Fuyu asked his grandfather if his family wanted to install one, but the old man refused. He felt that selling money was more important.

Song Fuyu didn't force this, mainly because there really weren't many programs to watch on TV in this era, and most of the time it was just snowflakes.

"Mom, come on, there are colorful people moving in here."

When An An pulled her over, her eyes were still staring at the TV screen.

"Does it look good?"

"nice!"

"Mom, why don't we have a TV at home?"

"The TV is a bit expensive, and my mother can't afford it for the time being."

"Is it expensive?"

"Yes, it costs a lot of money to buy it."

An An thought about it seriously and pulled Pingping beside him who was watching TV intently.

"Brother, how much money do you have left?"

"Fifty-one thirty-seven cents."

"Then do you know how much money I have left?"

"You still have fifty-seven dollars and sixty-six cents."

Pingping is very smart and has inherited Song Fuyu's super memory. He can remember many things if you tell him once or twice at most. He was not formally taught the Three-Character Sutra of more than a thousand words. The old man just occasionally chanted it in their ears, and now he can memorize it.

"Mom, can my brother and I use our money to buy a TV?"

"I can't buy it. I'm still short of a lot of money."

"Hey, okay."

The grandparents listened to Song Fuyu talking nonsense to An An in a serious manner. She owns the factory that makes TV sets. Is there still a shortage of a TV?

Only An An, a naive little guy, would believe the nonsense her mother said.

"Okay, we can't watch anymore. We are going home for dinner. Grandma has already prepared the meal."

She held a child in one hand and took them home, who were reluctant to part with the TV.

Not to mention that the two children found it strange, even the old man and the old lady enjoyed watching it. They had only seen black and white TV before, and this was the first time they saw color pictures.

"Xiao Yu, why don't we bring one back home as well?"

He was a little embarrassed. When Xiaoyu asked him a few days ago, he clearly refused.

"Grandpa, why don't you wait until next month? I just told An An that I couldn't afford it."

"Okay, then next month."

..........

In early June, a big event happened in the electrical appliance factory.

One of the team leaders of the washing machine research department tried to leave the factory with their latest research information on washing machines, but was caught by Wu Cheng, the captain of the security team.

Song Fuyu drove to the electrical appliance factory early in the morning. Han Li and Qiu Yong were waiting at the gate.

"What about people?"

"Watched in the security room, Wu Cheng and the others kept watch all night."

"Is the comrade from the police here?"

"Already here."

"Did you find out any useful information?"

"No, he always insisted that it was because the progress of their washing machine research laboratory was too slow, and he wanted to take the data back and divide the work among the researchers in detail."

"Hehe, you're a tough talker. Give me his contract and bring him to the office."

Entering the office, I said hello to the police comrades and sat down behind the desk.

Within two minutes, Wu Cheng and Yang Zihang escorted each other in.

"Yi Peng, I remember that I interviewed you when you entered the factory. I didn't expect that the meeting would be such an unbearable situation now."

"Tell me, how many benefits the other party gave you, so that you would not hesitate to give up the high salary of our factory and take risks to steal the information."

"I was really wronged, and I really wanted to do the best for our factory."

"Then I have to thank you in turn, right?"

This is actually a trap set up by Song Fuyu and Wu Cheng.

Although the washing machine research department has the information she provided, the progress has been very slow. After talking to Factory Director Han and recruiting new researchers, the progress has still not been improved.

After thinking about it, there is only one possibility, and that is that a certain team leader or someone above the team leader position in the research office deliberately slows down the progress.

As for why he did this, there is no doubt that he was ready to betray the factory.

If you want to catch this person and expose him as soon as possible, the best way is to collect all the information together. In the past, according to regulations, each group was responsible for only its own part of the information.

"I'll give you one last chance. If you insist not to speak, then I can only seek compensation from you based on the terms of the contract I signed."

"Director Han, he may not know the specific compensation amount of our factory. Please talk to him and clear his head."

"it is good."

"Researchers who are leaders of the research department and above all signed a confidentiality agreement when they joined the company. Once the information is leaked, they need to bear the planned sales amount of the one-year sales plan of the research project of our Feifan Electrical Appliance Factory."

"According to our factory's sales plan for washing machines, it is expected to produce a total of 10,000 units this year, with a tentative price of 2,200 yuan per unit. In other words, Comrade Yi Peng needs to pay us 22 million yuan in compensation."

After Han Li finished speaking, Yi Peng began to sweat on his forehead and his body began to tremble slightly. The two police comrades who were listening on the side were silently calculating in their minds the exact amount of 22 million yuan. For them, whose salary was tens of dollars a month, they had no idea at all.

"You are just outright blackmail!"

"If this is blackmail, you can try it. You signed the contract and stamped it with a red handprint. You also keep a copy of the original contract in your hand."

When Yi Peng signed the contract, he did notice the amount of compensation, but he didn't think about the specific amount of compensation. He thought that at most one or two years' salary would be enough.

"Have you thought about it clearly and still insist on not admitting it? Then we can only act in accordance with the contract."

"Comrade Public Security, please..."

"Wait! I said!"