Reborn in the red age

May 1993, .

In the Capital's Great Hall, inside the press conference hall rented out.

Dr. Li Shihe, chief engineer of the Fourth Research Institute and one of the designers of the first domestically produced mobile phone YD9100, stood on the podium and solemnly announced to the domestic media that the patent issue of the domestically produced mobile phone YD9100 had been resolved and that domestically produced mobile phones could be put on the market on a large scale.

During the question-and-answer session, some reporters who had been bribed in advance stood up to disrupt the show. A reporter from Science and Technology News stood up first and asked bluntly:

"Dr. Li, as far as I know, the YD9100 produced by your institute and Jiyang is made in China except for the radio frequency module which is imported from the West. There is a certain gap in service life between our products and those in the West. Did you consider this issue during production?"

Faced with such a direct and slightly challenging question, Li Shihe had been mentally prepared before coming and had made a detailed plan, so he was not panicked at all at this moment.

"Thank you very much for your question. There is indeed a huge gap between domestic and foreign materials and technologies, and we attach great importance to it. In order to fill this gap, we have taken a number of measures. First of all."

"Secondly."

"Then."

"Finally, we hope to further narrow the gap with the West in key technology fields in the future, and even surpass them. We firmly believe that through unremitting efforts, our domestic road will become wider and wider, and contribute more to the country's high-tech development."

Li Shihe used a lot of professional terms that were difficult to understand and spoke nonstop for half an hour, appearing very professional.

The main point is that it seems to answer your question seriously, but it is nonsense that you cannot understand and I cannot understand either.

Finally, let me rise to a higher level and, standing on the cause of supporting the development of national science and technology, stop you from continuing to ask questions.

This is similar to the operations of some domestic technology companies in later generations.

When the reporter who asked the question saw that Li Shihe had raised the issue to the level of patriotism, he quickly sat back on the stool and did not dare to continue to press the issue.

If I keep asking this question, I will be accused of being unpatriotic.

Of course, there would be more than one reporter arranged by Motorola to cause trouble.

It's just that the bar has been raised too high. Those who wield the pen naturally know the power of public opinion, so they are afraid of being labeled as unpatriotic, and they all become cowards.

Without the disruptive reporter, the following reporters tacitly avoided asking about the shortcomings of YD9100, and the atmosphere on the scene was very harmonious.

Wu Qingyun, who sneaked in through connections, saw that all the reporters he arranged had lost their temper. He cursed in his heart that these were shitty reporters who could be fooled by a science researcher in their conversation.

After a round of questions from reporters, one of them finally asked about the price. Li Shihe smiled slightly, waved his hand and said firmly and forcefully: "After YD9100 is 9100% domestically produced, the price will naturally drop further. The price of the new YD can be said to have exceeded your imagination."

At this point, Li Shihe smiled mysteriously and kept the question a secret: "As for the specific price, you can guess. If anyone can guess the price of YD9100, we will give him a brand new YD9100 for free."

Upon hearing this, the reporters became interested.

Mobile phones are not cheap. Journalists are not self-employed and they get a fixed salary. How can they afford such an expensive thing?

Getting a mobile phone for free was a great temptation for the reporters present.

"One Thousand and Nine Hundred"

"Ten thousand yuan"

"Nine thousand five"

"Nine Thousand"

He quoted several prices in a row, and seeing that Li Shihe didn't nod, the scene became even more excited.

After the price reached eight thousand, everyone started shouting it down by one hundred.

When the number reached seven thousand, Li Shihe still did not nod. Wu Qingyun's forehead was covered with cold sweat and he kept taking out his handkerchief to wipe the sweat.

Realizing that the atmosphere was about right, YD9100 raised his hand to calm the crowd. After the crowd quieted down, he said with a little excitement, "Okay, when will the price of the new machine drop to a few dozen? I will announce it."

"The model YD9100 mobile phone is priced at 5800 yuan, and comes with a one-year warranty. In addition, all users who purchase the YD9100 will enjoy a yuan network access and number selection subsidy. Starting tomorrow, it will be officially available in Shanghai, Beijing, and the Special Administrative Region."

"Okay, I declare that the YD9100 mobile device launch conference is officially over."

After finishing speaking, Li Shihe walked away from the podium with his head held high and chest puffed out with a proud look on his face, like a lonely master.

In the huge press conference hall, after Li Shihe announced the specific selling price, there was an instant of silence, as silent as death.

All the reporters present were shocked by the price.

At the beginning of the year, the price of a Motorola mobile phone was still 20,000 yuan. With the network access fee and number selection fee, the actual cost of a single mobile phone was already 25,000 or 26,000 yuan.

And this is the full price. If you buy it from a dealer, the cost of purchasing the machine will have to add another two or three thousand, and the actual cost will be around 30,000.

The YD9100 is priced at only yuan, and there is a yuan network access fee subsidy, so the total cost of a single mobile phone is only yuan.

What does this mean? You should know that a high-end Chinese-style BP machine costs two to three thousand yuan on the market.

Once a mobile phone of this price comes out, will Motorola's mobile phones and Hanxian pagers still have a chance to survive?

Wu Qingyun in the corner was stunned, his mouth opened so wide that a fist as big as a casserole could fit in, he couldn't believe the price he heard.

He predicted that the price of YD9100 would be low, but he didn't expect it to be this low. Is Huaxin crazy?

When hearing the price, Wu Qingyun's first reaction was that it was impossible, absolutely impossible.

Li Qingfeng, who watched the entire press conference, smacked his lips, feeling that something was missing and something was not right.

"Teacher Li, let's go. President Ding and Dr. Li are waiting for us in the back." He Guangqin looked at the restored scene and reminded in a low voice.

Glancing at the reporter who was writing an article on the spot, Qingfeng Li nodded and walked towards the door first.

When passing by the door, he was almost bumped by a young man. Li Qingfeng looked at the back of the young man running away, frowned and said nothing, then led He Guangqin away quietly.

Li Shihe in the backstage saw Li Qingfeng coming in, stood up and stretched out his right hand, smiled and said: "Teacher Li, from tomorrow on, my ancestors will not be protected from the consequences." "I'm sorry, this time I did something unkind and caused trouble for your ancestors."

It was indeed not fair to call Li Shihe to take the blame. Facing Li Shihe's words, Li Qingfeng smiled awkwardly, feeling quite embarrassed.

Li Shihe waved his hands, and said in a nonchalant manner: "It doesn't matter if it's from the 18th generation or not. As long as I can lower the price of pagers and mobile phones and save the people a lot of money, it doesn't matter if I get scolded by profiteers."

Li Qingfeng wanted to nod in agreement, but suddenly he felt that it was not appropriate for him to agree, so he could only change his words and praise Li Shihe's magnanimity.

After the press conference, the price of YD9100 spread like wildfire.

Just as Li Shihe said, his ancestors for eighteen generations had indeed suffered a lot, with people cursing all over the streets, some of the curses were very ugly.

Especially the merchants who hoarded mobile phones and pagers, they were cursed harshly.

Mobile phones, 5800 yuan each? One year warranty, 1500 yuan network access subsidy, is this something a human can do?
Some merchants who got the news in advance did not have time to curse and immediately started to clear their stocks at a loss. Motorola's mobile phones were directly reduced by 4,000 yuan, and were being sold at a price of 12,000 yuan per unit.

The original price of the Hanxian BP machine was three thousand yuan, but I reduced the price by five hundred yuan. I just hope I can sell the goods before the news spreads to everyone, so as to reduce my losses.

The shops are relatively concentrated. When the first shop that reduced its prices appeared in the market, other shops that were slow to realize the situation also reacted and, without even bothering to continue cursing, also joined in the price reduction promotion.

As more and more shops began to cut their prices, the prices of pagers and mobile phones plummeted. That afternoon, the price of mobile phones dropped to 11,000 yuan, the Hanxian pager was directly discounted by 50%, and even the cheapest low-end pager was reduced by two or three hundred yuan.

In the Motorola office, Dax had a gloomy face and angrily smashed everything that could be smashed in the office.

Wu Qingyun was so scared that he shrank into a corner, looking down at his toes, afraid of attracting Dax's attention.

"Fuck, fuck, crazy, Hua Xin and Li Qingfeng are absolutely crazy, what do they want to do?"

After venting his anger, Dax fell into the boss chair with a frown on his face.

Hearing no movement in the office, Wu Qingyun carefully looked up, hesitated for a moment, and then, thinking of his responsibilities, he bravely reminded: "President, their price is too low. Do you think we should change the strategy we formulated earlier?"

Originally, under Wu Qingyun's reminder, Dax planned to reduce the price by 2,000 yuan and set the price at 12,000 yuan to attract Li Qingfeng.

It is expected that Huaxin will set the lowest price at 8900, and a price of is enough to cope with Huaxin's price war.

Unexpectedly, they abandoned all profits and set the selling price at 5800, and there was also a damn network access subsidy.

Dax rubbed his brows, not taking his anger out on his secretary, and said tiredly: "Lower the price, we'll lower it too."

"The Internet Subsidy"

"We will give one thousand yuan as well." Dax was about to say that we will also give one thousand yuan in subsidies, but suddenly realized something and looked up at Wu Qingyun: "No, that's not right. Huaxin can't pay the full amount of fifteen thousand yuan in subsidies. They can't sell at the cost price. There must be some profit to maintain operations. There is definitely a problem with the network subsidy."

"Please help me to meet with the leaders of the China Telecom, Mobile Communications, Post and Telecommunications Bureau immediately. I want to talk to them about the network access subsidy."

Motorola is definitely a big player in terms of status, so it is a piece of cake for it to meet with the leader of the General Administration of Posts and Telecommunications.

An hour later, Dax successfully met the leader of the General Administration of Posts and Telecommunications.

After some conversation, Dax figured out the secret of Huaxin's network access subsidies.

It turned out that the discount was negotiated with the General Administration of Posts and Telecommunications. They told the public that the discount was fifteen hundred yuan, but in fact, you only had to pay one thousand yuan to the General Administration of Posts and Telecommunications. Great, great, what a good idea.

Dax immediately asked to enjoy the same preferential policies as Huaxin, and the General Administration agreed without hesitation.

Dax returned to the company proudly and held a press conference that afternoon, announcing the news of Motorola's price reduction. The price of a single mobile phone was 10,000 yuan, and the latest serial number mobile phones would also provide users with a subsidy of 1,500 yuan for the network access fee.

As for old machines that have been sold to dealers and distributors, they will not enjoy the discount.

In addition, at the press conference, Dax also mocked the YD9100 as industrial waste, saying that its lifespan was only two or three years and it could not be compared with Motorola's products at all.

"I knew Motorola would follow suit. What do you think? Was my guess right? This can be considered as recovering some of the losses for your Post and Telecommunications Bureau, right?"

"Some other day, I'll host you some other day. Director Liu, please do me the honor of having a simple meal with me."

In the evening, at the Peking University staff quarters, after Li Qingfeng hung up the phone, he couldn't help but burst into laughter.

The information Dax got from the Post and Telecommunications Bureau was only half true and half false. The 1,500 yuan network access subsidy was completely a price reduction for network access negotiated by Li Qingfeng and the Post and Telecommunications Bureau.

For every YD9100 that comes online, Li Qingfeng does need to pay the General Administration of Posts and Telecommunications one thousand yuan, but at the end of the year, this money will be privately returned to Huaxin in the name of R&D subsidies.

As for Motorola, I can only say sorry. You are not a domestic company and you don’t have a R&D base in China, so you naturally cannot enjoy this treatment.

Therefore, there is no such thing as a so-called preferential policy. This is a pit that Li Qingfeng left for Motorola.

"What are you laughing at, you're like a fool"

Hu Jiabao came out of the kitchen carrying some cut fruits. He saw Li Qingfeng laughing on the sofa and couldn't help asking curiously.

Li Qingfeng, who was laughing so hard that tears came out, waved his hands: "Nothing, nothing, I just feel happy when I see a fool being fooled."

"Okay." Hu Jiabao didn't ask any more questions. He sat next to Li Qingfeng with a fruit plate and talked about the news in today's newspaper: "Have you read the newspaper today? Starting today, the food coupons in the city of Beijing will be officially cancelled."

"What's wrong? Wasn't it announced to be cancelled last month? Today it was only officially announced by Sijiu City. What's there to say?"

1993年4月1日下发的《关于加快粮食流通体制改革的通知》，上面决定自当年4月1日起要取消粮票和油票，实行粮油商品敞开供应。

Theoretically speaking, starting from April 1st, the era of coupons that has been implemented in the country for decades has come to an end.

However, in actual operation, there will be a certain transition period and buffer period in various places, and notices of abolition of tickets will be announced one after another across the country within one or two months.

Hu Jiabao sighed, "There's really nothing much to say. It's just that we've been using food stamps since we were born, and we used them sparingly before. Now that they're all going to end, I feel a little emotional for a moment."

"Come on, Miss Hu, when have you ever been short of food coupons? You are so stingy and thrifty. I have never seen you save money since I met you."

"."(End of this chapter)