Interstellar first money-making tool

Yuntian Factory has been operating in this area for almost eight years, and the surrounding area is still deserted. The afterglow of the setting sun falls on the left half of Xin Chen's face, and there is a shadow on the other cheek.

"I remember you once asked me why there are so many workers in the Yuntian factory." Zhong Ji rarely talked about this kind of topic during meals. This kind of... a topic that can't be explained clearly in one or two sentences greatly affects the progress of the meal , and even violated the old man's taboo of "not talking when eating".

Xin Chen paused with his chopsticks, and nodded: "Xiaoji, you told me at that time that the cost of labor is more elastic than that of machinery during the economic crisis."

"Pfft, I really know how to add oil and vinegar. How could I speak so well at that time?" He also spent a long time with the old man, so he slowly became concise.

Compared to now, the unreasonable self-confidence and pride of his youth was a little more silly.

Zhong Ji said seriously: "Now, do you know why?"

In the past few years, Xin Chen has never let go of any opportunity to visit factories and companies.Due to the federal government's vigilance against artificial intelligence, so far, most industrial enterprises have adopted non-AI robots to replace simple manual labor.

And Zhong's is the only starship manufacturing company that has recruited workers on a large scale.

Just as Xin Chen has been wondering for a long time, the reasons given by Xiaoji to himself are not enough to explain why Zhong's Yuntian factory has not laid off employees during the economic downturn.

"When I say this, you may think it's contrived." Zhong Ji said, "No matter how advanced the technology is, machinery will never replace human labor."

Xin Chen pondered the meaning of the words.

Ten centuries ago, human beings would discuss together the comparison between machinery and manpower.

Today, advanced technology has made many humans ignore the existence of artificiality, especially in journals related to manufacturing, where outdated words such as "artificial" and "human labor" have not appeared for a long time.

Zhong Ji picked up a chopstick of food, chewed it slowly, and said, "Strictly speaking, Zhong's has no workers, only technicians."

Xin Chen was a little confused: "Aren't technicians... workers with better skills?"

"It's okay to understand that way," Zhong Ji smiled. "When they first entered Yuntian Factory, they were probably still workers. Now, they are all at the level of technicians. The latest batch was also recruited five years ago. Under the leadership, the technology has gradually become mature.”

The place that Xin Chen visited the most in Yuntian Factory was workshop F. Instead of describing it as a workshop, the "experimental design center" is more appropriate.

He suddenly realized the problem: "Technology? Isn't their job to be responsible for installing, starting the machine, supervising the machine and so on?"

Just like what a robot does, the difference is that the robot only needs to press a button to perform high-precision work in a confined space.

"It's not popular to let humans do coolies now." Zhong Ji smiled slyly, "I'm afraid you haven't seen the manpower used to test whether the production meets the standard in other starship production factories."

Xin Chen shook his head, the human verification mechanism has long been eliminated.He has only seen inspection machines operating under a set of perfect procedures, with impeccable processes, short time consumption and high precision.

"That is to say, all the technicians in the Yuntian factory are used for quality inspection?"

Zhong Ji nodded: "Whether the interior installation of the starship is firm, whether the exterior lines are smooth, whether the paint is flawless, and whether the details of the wooden furniture and leather sofas in the interior are handled properly... After the completion of Yuntian Factory, Zhong's The labor costs spent on detail processing are unimaginable for other starship manufacturing companies."

"Indeed..." Even he found this huge human consumption inconceivable.

"What I told you back then...to save costs, is actually just my assumption." Mentioning the black history, Zhong Ji looked away embarrassedly, "I only learned from the old man later that reducing the degree of automation in the factory has always been a The wish of the old man. He believes that in some fields, there are flaws in the decision-making of machines, which are not as good as experienced technical workers."

Xin Chen suddenly realized that Zhong's luxury starship department was by no means the result of an immature ideal in Xiaoji's childhood being put into reality.

Xiaoji proposed to produce a luxury starship, which is Xiaoji's wish.

And Mr. Zhong proposed to reduce automation, which is the wish of Mr. Zhong.

The father and son paved the way, and the other tried his best to complete the road, and both were helping each other realize their wishes.

This meal lasted until dark, and Zhong Ji stayed in the workshop for almost an hour before returning on the starship.

It was already the end of December, and it was getting closer to the day when he would leave school.

This week, a lot of classes were skipped, and the instructor Zhuang Yan personally called to express his condolences. First, he talked about his hard-working skills, and he signed in for Zhong Ji every time, but he was never found by the Academic Affairs Office.

Zhong Ji followed with a few sloppy words, Zhuang Yan didn't buy it and went straight to the topic: "So, will you come to class next semester?"

"Teacher, why do you ask such a question?" Finally, it was almost overwhelmed.

"Bastard boy, do you have a sense of respecting your teacher? It's obviously the teacher who asked me the first question..."

Zhong Ji smiled: "Teacher, the Zhong family really can't do without me."

This was in response to what Zhuang Yan once said, "The Zhong family cannot fail without you for three years", and half a year has passed in the blink of an eye. Zhong Ji, who laughed and said nothing half a year ago, gave a straightforward response this time.

Zhuang Yan was annoyed and laughed: "You are such a bastard, you bastard double S!"

Zhong Jiyou let Zhuang Yan scold him on the phone. According to the old man's educational philosophy, being nagged by the teacher is a good thing for you, not a shameful thing.

Before he could say a few words, it seemed that someone was looking for Zhuang Yan, and Zhuang Yan hung up the phone hastily.

Zhong Ji thought for a while, called Ming Ding Hotel, booked the banquet hall on the eighth floor, and made a reservation for a New Year's Eve together. It was nothing more than a gathering for everyone to drink, sing and chat.

He was supposed to be there for the celebration dinner of the appearance team. As soon as Torrance walked to the door of his office and was about to go out together, Xin Chen rushed over and said a few words that seemed reasonable. Torrance touched his nose and followed the design under his hands. The division took the starship and rushed to the Ming Ding Hotel.

Zhong Ji stood at the door of the office for a few seconds, and asked Xin Chen, "What's the matter, I'm not allowed to go to the celebration party of the appearance team?"

Xin Chen was amused by Zhong Ji's grievance, and coughed lightly: "How come... I was thinking, first discuss the escape strategy, and then I won't be too restrained."

"Run? Why run?"

"Aren't they celebrating New Year's Eve tonight? What else can they do during New Year's Eve? Drinking and singing?" Xin Chen sighed softly, with a teasing look in his eyes, "But Xiaoji, can you listen to your song?"

"……"Oh my God!

The songs he sang were really unhearable.

In fact, Zhong Ji doesn't like the scene of many people getting together to make a fuss, although attending a banquet is as common as turning around to make coffee in the pantry.

At the banquet, it is inevitable that you will meet well-bred gentlemen, and you will also meet rich men who speak rudely and are like bullies.

He had met such a person when he was a child.

A person with vulgar speech appeared at the dinner hosted by Zhong, he avoided it far away, Xin Chen also followed him to avoid it, but the eldest brother went up to talk and laugh with that person for a long time.

At the end of the banquet, the eldest brother pulled himself and drove several guests to a nearby entertainment venue, including Xin Chen and the guest they had been hiding for the whole night.

As soon as he entered the box, the eldest brother ordered a song and handed him the microphone with a strange smile: "I remember you often listen to this song."

Zhong Ji nodded.

The eldest brother was very dissatisfied with his dullness: "Why are you standing still, I let you sing the first song today, everyone..." The eldest brother glanced at several guests, who smiled back, "Everyone should not be opposed to."

Zhong Ji had never sung before, he always listened to songs with headphones on.

At that time, without much thought, I picked up the microphone and sang hard.

The guests in the box originally wanted to pretend to be intoxicated, but in the end they couldn't bear it anymore and covered their ears.

This is very harmful to the clock.

What hurt even more was that he identified the rather vulgar guest. At first he laughed at his bad singing and serious out-of-key singing, and then he even covered his ears, which was extremely painful.

Zhong Ji began to hesitate whether he should finish singing, but when he turned his head, there were two people who did not cover their ears, one was the elder brother and the other was Xin Chen.

Not only did they not cover their ears, the two even showed the intoxicated expression he expected.

The shadow in his heart disappeared half in an instant.

Sing more hard and emotionally.

The vulgar guest was about to cry, and tremblingly took out the sound-proof earplugs for A-level super-sensing.

Later, the eldest brother told him that his song was murderous, and it was a weapon suitable for fighting without blood.As for the eldest brother and Xin Chen, is it because their blood volume is too thick that they are so stable?

After that, he never sang, but only then did he know that Xin Chen had remembered such embarrassing things until now.

On the way of the starship sailing to the Ming Ding Hotel, Zhong Ji asked his question for many years: "Xin Chen, when I was young...when I sang, did elder brother say anything?"

Xin Chen, who was sitting in the driver's seat, pressed the autopilot button when he heard the words, and when he turned his head to look at the clock, he looked a little embarrassed.

Zhong Ji immediately understood that the eldest brother definitely said something, and it was not a good thing.

"It doesn't matter, this account is on the head of the elder brother."

Xin Chen still hesitated for a long time, and said slowly: "Brother Yi, he said—how, my younger brother is so different, even singing is much uglier than ordinary people..."