"That... Mr. Roland," Master Xie asked after shaking hands, "I don't know what this design bureau is used for?"
"Complete all the ideas I need," Roland smiled. "For example, now, I want you to build a brand-new tractor. It must be simple and reliable, easy to manufacture, and have a certain transformation potential."
"There should be many such tractors on the market..."
"My requirements are of course more than that. The above is just the most basic frame." He shook his head. "First of all, except for the engine, we have to produce every part ourselves."
"The cost will be very high." Master Xie said.
"It doesn't need mass production, and the price is comparable to some handmade products. I have a few collector friends who are willing to pay a lot of money to buy them."
"I see… "
"In addition, there can't be automated machine tools involved in the production process, um..." Roland looked around, "the tools in the workshop are very suitable now. I need to know the specifications and manufacturing processes of each component, that is, Said that the design bureau not only has to build it, but also has to draw all the assembly line layouts.”
Seeing that the other party was embarrassed, he added, "Of course, I will recruit some fresh graduates to assist you in your work, you just need to arrange for them to do things."
"That's good... If you only rely on pen and paper, I'm afraid it will take more than half a year to figure it out."
"The last point is also the most important." Roland went on to say, "You must have a certain imagination to make it."
Master Xie was stunned, "What did you say?"
"I'll give you an example, like this tractor, it's steam powered so in theory it needs a big boiler, and a compartment for fuel and water. But in reality, it doesn't have the above parts, you can take it Imagine the power source as a nuclear-powered engine, like in the movie."
"..." The other party's expression seemed a little dull.
"So when making a prototype, you must minimize the impact of this part of the 'theoretically needed, but practically non-existent' parts, so that you can get the most fitting data during the test. I said that, do you understand?"
"Uh..." Master Xie pondered for a while before carefully replying, "You mean, I should design it as a product that does not belong to this era?"
"This is a perfect summary." Roland grinned, "Is it technically difficult?"
"Not in theory, but..." He hesitated for a while. "To tell you the truth, even if it were built, it probably wouldn't have any practical value."
"It's okay to have no practical value, my collector friends don't care about that stuff."
Master Xie breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked another question, "That... Mr. Roland, I don't know what the salary of the chief teacher is... "
"Just double your retirement salary," Roland laughed.
…
Back in the car, Guardian put down his wine glass and shrugged at him, "How is it, are you satisfied?"
"Yes, but I don't know how to calculate the cost of the factory..." Roland pretended to be polite.
"I don't need to mention these details. It is also an honor for the Sanye Group to be able to help the Martial Daoist Association." Guardian waved, "I will communicate with the other side later and settle this matter. From today, you are their new boss."
Retaining a factory scheduled to be demolished is not a big deal. As for land, factory buildings and other fixed assets, it is still owned by Sanye Group. What the other party needs to spend is nothing more than the wages of some personnel and a few processing machines that are waiting to be scrapped. To be able to exchange this price for the favor of Prism Town Guard is undoubtedly an extremely cost-effective transaction.
If Roland wanted to get this together by himself, I'm afraid he would have to spend tens of millions at least, and he might not be able to do it.
But having said that, Roland didn't want to let go of any chance to cut wool.
"Is this really good? I thought about it, if the factory wants to resume normal operation, at least another group of people must be recruited. And in order to increase their enthusiasm, the reward and punishment system must also be listed, which requires a lot of money."
"Hmm..." Jiade thought for a moment, "I'll transfer a financial officer to you later. If you have any extra expenses, you can just tell her. But Mr. Roland, if the amount is too large, you can't do it. You know the Sanye Group. …”
"It's not you who has the final say. Don't worry, I won't make it difficult for you." Taking the initiative to send finance is obviously a way of hedging, at least it can prevent him from burning money uncontrollably. Roland raised his glass with a smile, "Thank you for this."
"It's just a hands-on effort."
The two cups touched crisply.
Three days later, the agricultural machinery factory officially changed its name to Greycastle Design Bureau. Although the exterior was still shabby, it was already busy inside under the temptation of promotion and salary increase.
…
After finishing this matter, Roland suddenly felt that the burden on his shoulders was much lighter, and even when he went to the office the next day, his footsteps were a little brisk. Thinking that he could continue to expand the projects and scale of the Greycastle Design Bureau, there was precious design time left. I couldn't help but be overjoyed.
And in this way, Anna doesn't have to work until midnight every day, and can devote more energy to the inventions and creations she likes.
Perhaps those employees will never know that the drawings they draw will become reality in another world, and they will start a bloody battle against alien enemies in a corner of the vast continent to defend the last continuation and glory of mankind.
"What are you laughing at, Your Majesty..." Nightingale showed her figure in front of him with contempt, "Did you have such a good time last night? You didn't do anything wrong in your dreams, did you? "
"How can... am I like that kind of person?"
Nightingale curled her lips, "Actually, it's normal. I heard Phyllis say that the ancient witch didn't value these things, it's no different from eating and sleeping."
"... She really said that?"
"No, I lied to you." Nightingale leaned over with half-squinted eyes, "Could it be that you were paying attention to this just now?"
Emotions are still a trap for fishing law enforcement.
"I can only say that you think too much." Roland glared at her, "I'm so happy because I solved a big problem, not as you guessed."
"Well, honesty is 95%, so it's the truth." Nightingale spread her hands.
"Is it accurate to the single digits of a percentage now?"
"Well, maybe it's used a lot. I always feel a lot more sensitive than before."
"What about the 5%? I'm not lying."
"Maybe it's the throbbing of your subconscious mind." Nightingale raised the corner of her mouth and said.
Uh... Roland was at a loss for words for a while, he always felt that sooner or later he would be led into a trap by the other party, so he simply stopped answering.
"By the way," Nightingale said after chewing on the dried fish for a while, "You haven't seen the red moon much lately."
"Yeah..." Only then did Roland realize that he had indeed not looked up at the sky for a long time. The scarlet disc was still hanging high out of the window, and whenever he looked up, it was in the same position, as if it were still. "Probably because I know it, it's just an empty void."
Just then, the phone on the desk rang.
It was from the Executive Office.
"Barov? What's the matter?" Roland raised the microphone.
"Your Majesty, the growth rate of immigration has far exceeded expectations," the old manager complained. "If this continues, the savings in the treasury will not last long!"