Vol 6 Chapter 211: This pomp

Basically, with Feng Yiping in, the huge Jiasheng business district of the capital can be regarded as fully functioning.

Internally, employees are more active and more confident.

On the outside, Feng Yiping is located in the Jiasheng Business District, and various interviews will come, but most of them will be rejected; but there are also some external requests that are not easy to refuse, that is, leaders at all levels. Visit and inspect.

However, even though Feng Yiping was in the office in the business district, the leaders who came to inspect him could not be seen in person. Most of the leaders could only be the same as usual, at most they could only see him sitting here all year round. Zhou Xingyu who dealt with them.

Feng Yiping only came back for three days. There were three leaders who came to visit Jiasheng, and the level was obviously higher than usual, but Feng Yiping only saw one of them, still in the middle of a meeting.

But in any case, from the domestic environment, so many leaders come to inspect a company that is not a state-owned enterprise, which is a symbol of the company's comprehensive capabilities, which makes the Jiasheng employees here a little better. .

But when the big boss comes back, some people will inevitably get nervous.

For example, Magic Workshop is now accompanying Feng Yiping.

Speaking of which, he is quite lucky, because not everyone will come to the company when they are the rotating CEO of Magic Workshop.

The relationship between him and Feng Yiping is not as close as Liang Yonggao and Xiao Cai. In addition, Feng Yiping rarely got angry, one of them was in Magic Workshop, and recently, Magic Workshop has many projects in progress. , But there has never been anything worth showing to Feng Yiping. They all felt that Feng Yiping should not be satisfied with their recent work.

And the result that I took out today is actually still a very primitive result, similar to a raw material.

Feng Yiping sensed his nervousness and asked with a smile, "From the time you became the CEO until now, has anyone relied on seniority to be old and therefore disobeyed? Tell me if you have any."

"If it's not good, tell me now, you can send me an email later,"

Liang Yonggao turned his head twice and struggled twice, but looking at Feng Yiping's gaze, he was always on himself, very uncomfortable. Just say it, why do you always look at me?

"Yiping, do you think I have become white and thin recently? Anyway, have I become handsome?"

"It's whitening and fattening, so it seems that Yonggao, your life is unusually comfortable these days," Feng Yiping also laughed, but the kind of smile that made Liang Yonggao inexplicably dangerous.

This guy, when did he have the ability to smile?

"Wrong, you really wronged me. Who doesn't know in the workshop, I am Liang Yonggao a model senior employee? Actively cooperate with the workshop's arrangements, and voluntarily set an example of love and dedication for new employees?"

He's called Qu, and it's quite unique. Of course, this set, they used to often play, it is to engage in critical self-praise, and what "The biggest shortcoming of this person is that I am too handsome..."

"Do you know why I turned white? That's because I stayed in the workshop all day long to work. Every day I arrived before dawn, and it was dark before leaving, even the rest days. I haven't seen the sun directly for at least half a year, so, can you say I can't be white?"

"It sounds like you have been pretty dark for the past six months," Feng Yiping said.

There is still no smile on his face, but the others in the workshop all want to laugh at this moment.

Especially those who are as senior as Liang Yonggao, oh no, they should be "senior,"

This scene made them very familiar. When Feng Yiping's office was next to their design room, he would often quarrel with everyone like this amused.

Time flies, it's been so long, even Liang Yonggao turned white.

"It can be said to be literally dark, but I am happy, for the workshop, for our projects, for the users who are looking forward to our products, I am happy to live such a life,"

Liang Yonggao is more and more energetic, and the more he speaks, the smoother he says, "If I still get fat, the reason is very simple. For more than half a year, I have devoted myself to work, taking the workshop as my home, and I have never exercised at all. , So how can you not get fat?"

"Of course, there is also a contribution from our family, Xiao Cai, who loves me, so she always tries to give me good food, so that I have more physical strength to work for the workshop," he said. It is full of autumn spinach, constantly throwing it aside.

Xiao Cai, who was holding a document next to him, glanced at him as a response, and continued the previous discussion with the people around him.

At this time, he can still sprinkle a wave of dog food, which is really very Liang Yonggao.

"Lao Liang, Xiao Cai made some good food for you, I'm afraid it's not to give you more physical strength to work in the workshop," someone booed.

"Go, go, what do you know?" At this time, the destination has arrived. Feng Yiping secretly cast a wink at Liang Yonggao. The other party looked very helpless, but he was even more excited in words, "Know this workshop Why is it called Magic Workshop? That's because there are too many employees like me and Xiao Cai who work hard and make the workshop their own. Only by insisting on giving selflessly can the workshop become magical..."

Feng Yiping was already looking at the tennis racket with short legs in the middle with interest, and it was made by the legendary little Einstein who made the ugly bench in the crafting class. , There is no middle connection, a ridiculously ugly tennis racket, "So, the relevant functions have been realized?"

Seeing the product made up of wires of various colors, black lacquered iron, some bright aluminum, and a few chips around him, his eyes looked a little shining. The new rotating CEO is not as nervous as before, "Yes, it can currently achieve all the functions we need, and our next job is to optimize each component..."

"Let me try the wind power," Feng Yiping said with some eagerness.

At this time, more and more employees of Magic Workshop were surrounded, and they were very happy when they heard what he said, because they all felt Feng Yiping's happiness.

"Okay," the lucky rotating CEO picked up from the workbench a gadget that was also very rough, so rough and skinless, with only a base, plus a few buttons of roughly the same size, and pressed it a few times.

Feng Yiping knew that it should be regarded as a remote control.

"Huh?" The one pressed several times, but the "tennis racket" never responded.

"Come on, let me on, I said, such an infrared remote control is not the best solution," Liang Yonggao walked to the middle and squatted down, pressing the switch on the "tennis racket" that was also exposed, and it flashed immediately. To the side, "The wind is coming!"

The wind really came, the soft and cool wind blowing on his face, making Feng Yiping refreshed.

At this time, the remote control over there seems to have resumed its function. As the **** on the remote control rotates, the wind gradually becomes stronger.

"The current 50-watt electric motor in the base can **** 28 liters of air into the fan base per second. After being accelerated by the cyclonic accelerator, the air circulation speed can be increased by a maximum of 12 times."

"We are still continuing to improve its capacity. The mass-produced electric motor is expected to be reduced to 40 watts, which is more environmentally friendly and energy-saving, but the air intake can be increased to more than 30 liters, and the circulation speed can be increased by up to 16 times."

The rotating CEO introduced loudly.

The reason for introducing loudly, on the one hand, is because he is also very excited at this time, on the other hand, the noise at the scene is really too loud.

"How to solve this?" Feng Yiping asked, pointing to his ear.

"The current version is not equipped with noise reduction components, but we have done many experiments. With noise reduction components in the future, the noise can be greatly reduced, even at high speeds, it will not be higher than the ambient noise."

"That's good," Feng Yiping was not too noisy, walking around beside the "tennis racket" with satisfaction, and boldly stretched his hand to the center of the "racquet".

"There is a block in the middle where there is no wind," Liang Yonggao reminded loudly.

Feng Yiping nodded, he naturally knew this, because he had experienced similar products.

This short-legged "tennis racket" is naturally a leafless fan sought after by trendy people.

Feng Yiping proposed this concept to Magic Workshop for more than two years, and they finally handed in an answer sheet that made him feel somewhat satisfied today~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Feng Yiping looked at this thing at this time, just It's like looking at a small gold mine.

Later, this thing, especially that of Dyson, such a fan cost at least 4000 yuan, which is more expensive than an air conditioner.

It just so happens that many people in Europe and the United States are reluctant to use air conditioners because of environmental protection, but their houses are not small, so they must have at least a few.

Coupled with the pursuit of those trendy people who are worthy of the party...this is money!

"What about related products?" he continued to ask.

"The hair dryer is also under development,"

Roughly speaking, a hair dryer is equivalent to a reduced and enhanced fan.

"Very good!" Feng Yiping praised.

To say that the magic workshop with the label of avant-garde technology and the development of Dyson's Internet celebrity products in advance is really appropriate.

"Function is very important, appearance is more important," Feng Yiping emphasized, "Also, the color should be unique enough."

"We already have many designs," someone immediately moved over to the computer.

Feng Yiping tightened his clothes tightly, and felt for a while, "Go, let's go to the conference room to see,"

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Downstairs in the Jiasheng Hotel, Wu Qian led a few people to greet Samsung’s pioneers. She watched as more than a dozen commercial vehicles drove, and she consciously stepped aside. There are team customers in the hotel today?

But the person sent to pick up the plane jumped out of the first commercial car, "Director Wu,"

this is?

The employee who picked up the airport introduced him to a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes, with a blank expression on his face, "Director Wu, this is Director Park of the Samsung Secretary Office."

"Hello," Wu Qian looked at the arrogant people in suits and leather shoes who got out of the business car, a little confused. Could it be that their President Li is here now?