After taking a sip of beer and feeling a little tipsy, Xu Chuan looked around the restaurant. It was brightly lit and full of guests and friends.
After listening carefully, I saw that the social interaction between the drinking and loud-voiced workers and their friends was very lively, even a little noisy.
He rarely has this experience.
He originally thought that he would find it very noisy because he was used to a quiet scientific research environment and thinking environment, but he unexpectedly told him that this environment was very comfortable.
There was an idea in his mind, as if there was a magic here where he could put down all work and just enjoy life.
Although it exists in a large industrial park, it is not scientific in theory. It should be a corner for resting after work, rather than integrating with life.
But no one here talks about work, and no one is worried that they will lose their job tomorrow. Even if there is work-related talk, most of it is gossip at work, or bragging and distracting gossip.
Maybe, this is the goal that countless ancestors have sacrificed their lives and blood for for decades?
"What are you thinking about? You are so distracted."
Across the dining table, Xu Hou waved his hand and asked curiously.
After coming back to his senses, Xu Chuan was stunned for a moment, smiled, shook his head and said, "It's nothing."
He really seemed to be thinking about nothing just now, and at the same time he seemed to be thinking about everything.
The life of ordinary people is actually very simple. They can earn money to support their families, buy a house, send their children to school and watch them grow up, have supper with their friends, and save a little money just in case, and go out occasionally.
If you walk around and take a look, it's almost like an ideal life.
.......
After three drinks, the meal was almost done.
After bidding farewell to this young boy, Xu Chuan returned to the car and prepared to go home.
In the front passenger seat, assistant Tang Sijia turned over and handed over a bottle of honey water: "Professor, drink some honey water to relieve the headache after drinking."
Xu Chuan nodded and took the honey water: "Thank you."
He actually doesn't drink much until now, and even if he does drink, he usually controls the amount.
The reason is also very simple. Alcohol affects the brain, causing a certain degree of damage to cranial nerves and memory loss.
Of course, this refers to acute heavy drinking or long-term alcoholism. It's nothing like him being not completely drunk once or twice once in a while.
After taking a sip of the sweet honey, Xu Chuan closed his eyes and meditated.
He has always tried his best to consider the conditions of ordinary people if the technologies he develops are suitable for commercial use.
For example, artificial SEI films, lithium-sulfur batteries, etc., whether patented or licensed, can make more money if sold to a separate company.
For example, in the case of lithium-sulfur batteries, CATL has even offered technology shares, with the exclusive authorization to take away 70% of the dividends.
For the huge market of batteries, it is no exaggeration that every additional percentage is a dividend measured in hundreds of millions.
For commercial activities, monopoly is always the fastest way to make money.
But for ordinary people who buy goods, monopoly is the worst in most cases.
Of course, sometimes, the monopoly of necessity is beneficial to the livelihood of ordinary people.
Not to mention all monopolies, at least in the hands of the state, we need to have the power to fight against capital.
For example, water, electricity, food, etc. are all materials related to people's livelihood. If the country does not have enough power and allows capital competition, the consequences can be imagined, and there will be only the worst, but no better.
Don't overestimate people's conscience. When you have no choice, no matter how high the price offered by the merchant, as long as the thing is necessary for you, then you can only accept it.
Just like Qualcomm in the chip field, due to monopoly patent barriers, domestic mobile phone manufacturers, whether Huawei or Xiaomi, need to pay billions in various patent fees every year.
Need not?
It’s okay not to use it, but the performance of your mobile phone will definitely fall behind others. And once the performance of your mobile phone falls behind, the market share will also fall behind.
This is still a top company that has no choice in the face of monopoly, let alone ordinary people below.
An idea came to mind, and Xu Chuan's thoughts fell on a domestic company.
Perhaps, he can do better in these aspects.
...
With my thoughts floating around, the Hongqi car was driving on the national highway.
About an hour later, at around ten o'clock in the evening, the quiet mountain village came into Xu Chuan's sight.
"Thank you for your hard work. It's so late at night."
Picking up his backpack from the seat next to him, Xu Chuan spoke to Zheng Hai and his accompanying assistant Tang Sijia with a hint of apology.
After following him, whether it was Zheng Hai, Tang Sijia, or the security teams guarding other places nearby, it had been several years since they went home to reunite with their families during the Chinese New Year.
Zheng Hai smiled, picked up the suitcase from the trunk, and said, "Why bother? This is our job. Professor, just treat us as ordinary workers and work overtime during the New Year to earn some living expenses."
Having been with Xu Chuan for so many years, he knew exactly what Xu Chuan was talking about and had long been used to it.
Xu Chuan thought for a while and said, "You can't work overtime every year, right? I suggest you rotate it."
It is impossible for all these people to go back to their respective homes to celebrate the New Year. Even if he makes suggestions, the superiors will not agree to it.
However, due to his own reasons, these people were unable to go home for New Year reunions for several years, and Xu Chuan was also quite embarrassed.
So he thought for a while before suggesting a rotation.
However, Zheng Hai, who was carrying the box, didn't seem to take this matter too seriously. He smiled and said:
"In fact, rotation has always been done. The security teams on the periphery are rotated every year, but Xiao Tang and I don't."
Xu Chuan nodded and said with a smile: "You can also find someone to rotate."
Zheng Hai smiled and said, "Let's talk about it later."
...
When I got home, it was already almost 10 o'clock or almost 11 o'clock in the evening.
If it were normal times, the lights would have been turned off and fast asleep in this small mountain village.
But at this time, Xu Chuan's house was brightly lit, even the lights outside the cement terrace at the door were on.
Hearing the sound of the car, Xu's father and mother, who had been awake and waiting in the house, hurried out. When they saw that familiar figure, a smile naturally appeared on their faces.
"Dad, Mom, I'm back."
Carrying his backpack, Xu Chuan also had a smile on his face.
"It's good to be back. Have you had dinner? There is still something to eat in the kitchen. Can I get you a bowl of noodles?" Xu's mother walked up with a smile, naturally took the backpack from Xu Chuan's hand, and asked with concern.
Xu Chuan smiled and said, "I've already eaten. I met Xu Hou in Baling City in the afternoon and had dinner together."
"Houzi, he did come back from the provincial capital two years ago, and I heard he even bought a house in Baling City. Now his children are about to go to school."
Xu's mother said with a smile. She smiled and her eyes fell on her son who came back alone. The smile on her face suddenly disappeared, and then she spoke.
"The children of other people are all good at making soy sauce, but you are still single..."
"Okay, my son just came back, why are you talking about this?"
Xu's father shook his head, pulled Xu's mother, and looked up and down at the son he hadn't seen for almost half a year. He was relieved when he saw that he was still so energetic.
In the room, Zheng Hai placed his luggage and walked out: "Professor, I have put your luggage in the living room for you, so I will leave first. If anything happens, just give me a call."
"Xiao Zheng, Xiao Tang, it's already so late and you still have to leave. Why don't you just sleep at home? There are rooms on the second floor, and the quilts and everything are new..."
Looking at Zheng Hai and Tang Sijia, Xu Ma stepped forward to greet them warmly, her eyes mainly falling on assistant Tang Sijia.
"Ahem, Mom, they have things to do later, so don't hold them back. If you can live there, I will tell you in advance."
As a son, can Xu Chuan not understand his mother?
Seeing her like this, she must have set her sights on his assistant as her daughter-in-law.
Zheng Hai shook his head with a smile and said: "The professor is right, we have some other things to do later and it is not convenient to stay here overnight, so we will leave first."
In fact, it was not only Xu's father and Xu's mother who were concerned about Xu Chuan's marriage. He, a middle-aged man, was almost heartbroken, and even his superiors had been thinking of a solution.
The assistants arranged for Xu Chuan are all female assistants of the right age. Isn't it because I hope he can take a fancy to one of them?
But getting married is no longer what it was a few decades ago.
At that time, it was possible to refer to a matchmaker as a matchmaker, but not now.
If the person concerned doesn't like it now, there's no way to force him into the Civil Affairs Bureau, right?
If they really could force this person to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau, they wouldn't have to do it. The Civil Affairs Bureau would be able to jump over happily on its own.
...
After watching the black Hongqi car leave, Xu Chuan also turned around and returned home. After scanning around the house, he asked curiously.
"Where's Xiaoxiao? Why didn't you see her?"
Generally speaking, Xu Xiao would go home much earlier than him. If it were normal, she would have come out to ask for funds by acting coquettishly and cutely.
It's really strange that I didn't see her at this moment.
In the living room, Xu's father was turning off the TV and the heater, and casually replied: "She won't be back until tomorrow. She said that the research project in hand has reached a critical stage."
Hearing this, Xu Chuan was a little dazed.
It seems to be the case. Xu Xiao returned from studying abroad this year and took over Musk's Neuralink brain-computer interface company. He is no longer a student.
It seems that they have all grown up.
After coming back to his senses, Xu Chuan smiled and said hello to his father who was packing his things.
"Dad, I'm going up first."
"Go on, go on. Your mother has cleaned the room cleanly today, and the quilts and everything are all new."
...
The next day, afternoon.
After lunch, Xu Xiao has not come back yet.
Coming down from the second floor at a stuck time, listening to the sound of firecrackers and fireworks from time to time on the graveyard in the distance, Xu Chuan's eyes fell on his father who was preparing the sacrifice.
Looking at the sacrifices in the bamboo basket, Xu Chuan asked casually: "Are they still the same this year?"
On the day before New Year's Eve every year, rural areas in southern Hunan will bring sacrifices to the tombs to worship their ancestors. First, they ask the ancestors to protect their children and grandchildren, and second, they invite the ancestors to come home for a reunion dinner on New Year's Eve and the Spring Festival.
Every New Year, a few more pairs of bowls and chopsticks would be placed on the table, and the empty ones would be used by the ancestors.
Some people say it is feudal superstition, while others say it is tradition.
But in Xu Chuan's view, this is more of a spiritual sustenance.
Most Chinese people do not believe in religion, not because they have no faith in their hearts, but because they place more of their trust in their ancestors.
Father Xu smiled and said: "There is wine, meat, fish, tofu and rice. Things have gotten better in recent years. In the past, we only had a little fat meat and rice. After the sacrifice, we had to bring it back to eat."
After a pause, he picked up the bamboo basket and said, "Let's go, I won't wait any longer. That girl Xiaoxiao doesn't know when she will arrive. If you wait any longer, you will lose time."
After worshiping the ancestors, the New Year is actually not far away.
Hurrying slowly, Xu Xiao finally made it back on the day before New Year's Eve.
On the second floor, in the study room, Xu Chuan was flipping through the emails in the mailbox and making comments on how to deal with some matters.
At this moment, the door to the room was violently broken open, and a crisp and familiar voice came into his ears.
"Brother! I'm back!"
Hearing this voice, a smile appeared on Xu Chuan's lips. Looking at Xu Xiao, who was wearing a down jacket in front of him and whose aura had changed somewhat, he asked with a smile: "Why did you come back so late this year?"
"Hey, don't mention it, the company is too busy with things."
Xu Xiao sat down on the wooden chair in the study room and began to complain: "I originally thought that doing research and development would be difficult, but I didn't expect that managing a company would be even harder. That annual report made my head spin."
"By the way, brother, don't you have several companies in your hands? How do you manage them?"
His eyes rolled around, Xu Xiao looked at his brother curiously and asked.
Xu Chuan shook his head and said, "I rarely do management work."
"Huh? No? Then how do you keep your company going?" Xu Xiao couldn't help but ask.
Xu Chuan shrugged and said: "There are other people to help. Most of the things are handled by others. I only need to give some decision-making opinions on a small number of things."
"If you really don't want to do management work, just find a professional manager. This kind of person can help you handle most of the company's operations."
Xu Xiao suddenly nodded, clapped his hands as if opening a new world, and said suddenly: "So you can still do it like this! I understand!"
Xu Chuan smiled and didn't pay much attention.
In fact, this method is more suitable for scientific researchers like them. Professional managers are in charge of the daily and operational work of the company. They are responsible for the direction of research and development, which is more suitable than holding everything in their hands.
Many Internet technicians in the past were very good in technology, but in terms of company management, the company often went bankrupt while working hard.
There are specializations in the profession, and this sentence applies no matter what field you are in.
