Urban Black Technology Boss

At 8 a.m. the next day, Tang Long was awakened by a familiar ringtone from his mobile phone.

Reluctantly, he stretched out his right hand from the air conditioner, pressed the phone on the bedside, and turned off the alarm clock.

He was just about to continue to sleep, when he suddenly remembered that someone from the tax bureau was going to Longteng Heavy Industry for inspection today, and he lost all sleep.

Although it is impossible for those pampered civil servants to come out to do errands as soon as they go to work at 8 o'clock, they are afraid of everything.

If someone else went to the factory to check while he was sleeping and something went wrong, it would be too late for him to regret it.

Tang Long carefully took Song Qingwan's left hand away from her chest, then pulled her left hand out from under Song Qingwan's neck, and sat up quietly.

Unexpectedly, when his body left the big soft bed in the hotel, Song Qingwan opened her eyes in a daze.

Song Qingwan stretched out her hand and rubbed her eyes, looked at Tang Long and asked softly, "What time is it? Where are you going?"

She was covered with a soft and smooth air-conditioned quilt, and with a movement of her arm, the quilt immediately slid down, revealing a piece of snow-white skin on her upper body.

Looking at the beautiful scenery that Song Qingwan inadvertently exposed, Tang Long couldn't help swallowing, his mouth was a little dry.

If it weren't for the important things, he would not be willing to leave this gentle hometown at this time.

"It's only eight o'clock now. There is something urgent in the factory. I need to go there. You can sleep a little longer. I will pick you up later." Tang Long smiled gently.

The two had intimate contact for the first time last night. They were young and unrestrained. They tossed and tossed three times in one night, but Song Qingwan was exhausted.

Noticing that Tang Long's scorching eyes were staring at her beautiful body, Song Qingwan shyly pulled the air-conditioning quilt and shrank her body under the quilt.

Seeing Song Qingwan's actions like this, Tang Long smiled.

I don't know who was so enthusiastic last night, and took the initiative to hug him tightly, but this morning it seemed like a different person, and he didn't let him take a second look.

Song Qingwan rolled his eyes at him, collected himself, and asked with concern: "Is there something wrong with Longteng Heavy Industry?"

Tang Long had told her about Longteng Heavy Industry before, so she knew that Longteng Heavy Industry was the production base of [Explorer] mobile phones.

"Well, it's no big deal. The tax bureau is going to send someone to check. I'll deal with it. I'll pick you up when I'm done." Tang Long explained with a smile.

"It's important, you go first, you don't need to pick me up for a while, I'll go find you by myself." Song Qingwan replied softly.

"Okay, you know the address of the factory, you can hail a taxi and come over later." Tang Long thought for a while, then nodded and replied.

After a quick wash, Tang Long got dressed, went downstairs and bought a breakfast at a roadside stall, and drove to Dongshi Economic Development Zone in a hurry.

Ten minutes later, a white Porsche appeared outside the gate of Longteng Heavy Industry.

Before he could speak, the automatic door slowly opened to the right, and the access control system recognized the identity of the owner of the Porsche.

Although it was Tang Long's first time driving to Longteng Heavy Industry, the license plate number LT518 on the Porsche had already been entered into the factory's security access control system by Avril Lavigne, so she knew his identity.

When passing by the security room at the entrance, Tang Long poked his head out of the car window and asked loudly, "Has anyone from the tax bureau come?"

"Hi, Mr. Tang!"

"Mr. Tang, besides you, no one has come in yet." The two bionic robots in the security room immediately recognized Tang Long's identity, stood up and bowed at the same time.

"Uh...then you pay more attention to the situation outside. If anyone comes, please notify me at any time." Tang Long was stunned for a moment, and then ordered.

"Okay, Mr. Tang." The two security guards replied respectfully in unison.

Tang Long nodded slightly, started the Porsche and drove into the factory area.

Unexpectedly, the emotional systems of these two bionic robot security guards are so advanced, the tone of speech and movements are like real people, and they are so familiar with the world.

Fortunately, the intelligent AI system of "Western World" has evolved over decades, and the USR robot in "Mechanical Enemy" will definitely not be able to do this.

If he didn't know the details of these two security guards, he would never have thought that these two security guards were bionic robots.

If the robot workers in the factory are as smart as these two security guards, there shouldn't be any problems in this inspection.

When Tang Long came to the factory director's office, he met Tang Yi, the deputy factory director who had been waiting for a long time, and a group of robot employees who were temporarily assigned to key positions such as accountants, cashiers, and purchasing managers.

After checking the ledger, purchase order and other information, he randomly picked two robot employees and asked a few questions. After confirming that the robots responded correctly, he was relieved.

After waiting in the factory for more than an hour, but the old men from the tax bureau did not come to the door, Tang Long had already watched almost two episodes of "Stargate SG-1".

At this moment, Tang Long received a video call from the robot security guard at the door.

"Mr. Tang, someone is looking for you outside. She says it's your colleague."

Tang Long glanced at the video screen in the office, and found that the person coming from the door was Song Qingwan, and she actually came over before the people from the tax bureau.

He hurriedly ordered: "Hurry up and open the door to let her in, remember her identity information, and add her to the secondary authority list."

"Yes, Mr. Tang." The robot security guard replied respectfully.

After hanging up the phone, Tang Long trotted downstairs to meet Song Qingwan at the door.

The factory area of ​​Longteng Heavy Industry is not big, and he saw Song Qingwan in less than 3 minutes.

"Didn't you say you were very tired last night, why didn't you sleep a little longer?" Tang Long asked with a smile.

"You still have the nerve to say that it's all your fault." Song Qingwan rolled her eyes at him and said shyly.

After a pause, she then added: "It's been a habit for so many years that I can't fall asleep when I wake up. Besides, I want to come here to have a look."

"Go, I'll take you around." Tang Long smiled nonchalantly, and grabbed Song Qingwan's hand.

There are all robot workers here, which are related to Tang Long's important secret, so he didn't plan to bring Song Qingwan here before.

But since Song Qingwan knew about the existence of the optical transmission system, he didn't care about letting her know more secrets.

Song Qingwan shyly raised her hand, but couldn't break free.

She looked around quietly, and found it strange that there were so many people in the factory, but no one was looking this way, so she relaxed and let Tang Long hold hands.

The two walked around the factory area, and Tang Long gave Song Qingwan a detailed introduction to the construction of Longteng Heavy Industry.

Although Longteng Heavy Industry covers an area of ​​only 15 acres, which is far inferior to those mobile phone factories in Dongguan that cover an area of ​​several hundred acres, the factory area has achieved a high degree of automation (in fact, it is fully automated).

Since Longteng Heavy Industry is mainly engaged in assembly, there are only three major workshops in the factory area: motherboard placement workshop (SMT), assembly workshop, and finished product testing workshop.

Other research and development departments, logistics support departments, and marketing and sales departments do not exist in Longteng Heavy Industry.

There are currently six automated production lines in the factory. If they work in three shifts 24 hours a day, they can produce up to 3 mobile phones a day.

During the entire visit, except for Tang Yiyou, the deputy director who accompanied him, there were hundreds of people in the whole factory, and no one spoke.

Although Song Qingwan felt a little strange, she thought it was a factory regulation and didn't ask any further questions.

Regarding Song Qingwan's expression, Tang Long saw it, but didn't say much, he was going to reveal the secret at the end.

It was almost 10:30 when a group of staff from Dongshi State Taxation Bureau arrived at the gate of Longteng Heavy Industry in two black official cars.