Traveling through the 60s, an interstellar woman makes a fortune by selling men

"Mr. Tan, you misunderstood," Wei Wei couldn't help but smile, "This processing center is for our own use in the valley.

Outside, I cooperated with the No. [-] Machinery Factory, and I once built a flexible manufacturing system in front of them. During the design, I connected those CNC machine tools into a flexible processing system to form a flexible manufacturing system. "

"So, if they need it, they will send someone to talk to me in detail. It is not impossible to provide them with this machining center, flexible manufacturing system, and CNC grinder."

Wei Wei is not a petty person, she wants to keep everything in her own hands, but she can't just give it away like this.

"You have your own conditions and persistence, but now that the country is in dire straits, it's probably impossible for you to get huge rewards." Mr. Tan always agrees that efforts and rewards are equal.

However, given the current national situation, if Weiwei is found guilty but insists on refusing to pay, public opinion will spray her to death.

"I understand that my bottom line is that I must apply for a personal patent." Wei Wei felt dizzy when he thought about how little they paid attention to intellectual property rights.

Although it is difficult for them to apply now, she has learned that they can apply from Xiangjiang.

Patents and intellectual property rights, Mr. Tan suddenly realized, are popular abroad.

The country doesn't pay much attention to these things. Those who are used to him belong to everyone. They learn from each other and make progress, but Mr. Tan ignored it for a while.

"After these machine tools have been transformed, they have nothing to do with the original ones. I can provide them to the country for free, but only after the patent application is filed, and they must be put in my name." Wei Wei has already set his sights on the future.

She can provide it to the state for free, but only to the state. It will be impossible for private entrepreneurs in the future to do it for free.

Moreover, she had to see the patent certificate that belonged to her before she would relent and give out the machine tool and other inventions in her name.

This was Wei Wei's bottom line. She didn't want to hand over the machine tool and then have someone register the patent first and then use it against her.

For example, if they sued her for infringement and illegally produced their machine tools, then she would get angry and go abroad overnight to kill people.

These machine tools are more than 20 years ahead of the current international level. In other words, after the patent application is filed, when the situation changes, in the next 20 years, whether it is export or domestic sales, Wei Wei can rely on these models of machine tools. Counting money.

A machine tool costs at least one million to start with. Thinking about the huge profits, it would give you a heart attack if you lose it.

"Your idea is right. The country doesn't pay much attention to it," Mr. Tan praised: "When you have chips in your hand, you naturally have to negotiate the terms carefully."

"You are still a soldier, they don't dare to be tough on you." Tan Xue interjected, "Those who want to kidnap you morally are not good people. Don't look at them. When they need you, they will always put a high hat on you. When they fall out, One is more ruthless than the other.”

Tan Xue finally saw through the ugly faces of those people. When her grandfather returned to China, she held his grandfather's hand with tears in her eyes.

It seems that without grandpa, the country cannot develop.

As soon as the policy changes, everyone will fall out faster than turning over a book.

Wei Weili was happy, "Don't worry, Xiaoxue, moral kidnapping is useful for people with morals." For example, her cheap father.

"I only have bad virtues and no morals." Wei Wei laughed at himself.

If someone knew that she invented something and had the guts to impose conditions before dedicating it to her, they would definitely criticize her like this.

Although she knew she would be criticized if word spread, she insisted that there was nothing shameful in protecting the fruits of her labor.

"No, you are very good, what's wrong with you," Tan Xue immediately retorted, "You are my goal, and I am trying to be like you."

"Xiaoxue, you can learn from Weiwei how to deal with things. Girls, you would rather others suffer than suffer yourself. Your own happiness is the most important." Mr. Tan took the opportunity to teach Tan Xue his thoughts.

"Okay, the ideological class will be held later. The bright moon is high, it's time to have dinner." Zhou Wei stood at the door and did not step in.

In order to keep the inside clean and tidy, I had to wrap myself up and change my shoes before entering, which was a bit useless.

Wei Wei looked at the table of food in front of the table and sighed: "Aunt Zhou, your cooking is getting better and better." When she first came to the valley, she still remembered that every time she came, it was a bowl of porridge.

But now, there are still people who are self-taught and use pots to grow vegetables indoors in the kitchen. Only then can we have green vegetables on the table.

"I taught you," Tan Xue said enthusiastically, "otherwise, Aunt Zhou would still only be able to deal with it in a simple way."

"If you think it's delicious, why not come to the valley to celebrate the New Year?" Zhou Wei couldn't help but ask.

"I'm afraid that won't work. If someone comes looking for me on New Year's Eve and can't find him, they will definitely guess where I went." This is something that is very likely to happen, and Wei Wei has to be on guard against it.

"What Weiwei said makes sense." Although Mr. Tan also wants to celebrate the New Year together, he is more sober. "If you want to celebrate the New Year together, there will be a long time to come, so you can't take risks."

In particular, Wei Wei's interpersonal relationships are complicated. Before the Chinese New Year, it is really inconvenient for people to come and go.

"Okay, then you should come more often these days," Zhou Wei warned, looking at Wei Wei's face, "Your baby fat is almost gone, come and let me help you replenish it, we girls, You’re cute if you have baby fat.”

Wei Wei: "If I have time, I will fly here myself without Aunt Zhou urging me. After all, my research institute is still here."

After dinner, Wei Wei took out the anti-aircraft machine gun design drawing she drew and gave it to Mr. Tan for review.

"Mr. Tan, this is the design drawing of an anti-aircraft machine gun. There are vehicle-mounted and towed types. It is different from the portable anti-aircraft machine gun I customized for myself. We have already had an experience. Take a look at the drawing again. Is there anything there? Something that cannot be achieved with existing instruments.”

No one knows better than Mr. Tan what can be achieved and what is difficult to achieve. After all, Wei Wei is not as familiar with various instruments as Mr. Tan.

"No problem." Mr. Tan took the drawings and immediately started to look through them.

"If the existing equipment cannot do it, do we need to change the design drawing?" Mr. Tan held the drawing and couldn't put it down.

"Change?" Wei Wei turned around, "What to change? There is nothing wrong with my design. If I want to change it, I also need to change the instrument that cannot realize my design concept."

It's so overbearing. Others adapt to the instrument, but Wei Wei lets the instrument adapt to her.

"Will this workload be too much?" Tan Xue raised her hand and asked in a low voice.

"How is that possible," Wei Wei retorted, "The instrument cannot meet the design needs. The calculation data involved in the design drawing is fine. That means the instrument is lagging behind. If it is lagging behind, it will naturally need to be updated."