Chapter 158 A Lot to Learn (Part 2)

Guo Tailai had no objections at all, and so did Zhao Xiangbei. In terms of plastic surgery, Guo Tailai and Zhao Xiangbei together can't compare to a finger of the fashionable and beautiful Boss Ding. He is originally from the medical industry, not to mention that Boss Ding's words are very reasonable.

"In addition, doctor's qualifications are not simply memorized by rote. There are really many things to learn. You must be mentally prepared to study hard in a few years." Mr. Ding continued.

Guo Tailai just nodded. Of course, it is not easy to obtain the qualifications to practice medicine. Otherwise, the medical school would not need to arrange 4+2, and I would think it simply. Having nanorobots and control systems is not a panacea.

"I'll take you to see that car in the afternoon, and I'll take you to the Central Academy of Fine Arts tomorrow morning." Although Mr. Ding has only met Guo Tailai once, he now regards Guo Tailai as his son-in-law and directly helps Guo Tailai make the car. decided.

For the time being, Guo Tailai has no objection, he himself really needs to learn some knowledge of aesthetics, especially to study the aesthetics of the public, otherwise it is not a joke to make people look ugly after plastic surgery.

Guo Tai came to call Zhang Haiyan, and when only Mr. Zhao Xiangbei and Mrs. Ding were left in the box, Zhao Xiangbei said to Mr. Ding with a sad face, "Honey, Fatty is a master fitter, you want him to learn sculpture?"

"That's more promising than the industry that involves you!" Boss Ding completely ignored her husband's opinion, and snorted directly: "What a nice guy, just because you helped Yanyan make something, you can really be ruthless." , his studies are gone, and he will be locked up for three months. What good is being that fitter? After he gets plastic surgery, he won’t be arrested for some military secret, right?”

Zhao Xiangbei's series of wry smiles, the fat man is also a disaster, but this is not what Zhao Xiangbei wants? The state has national laws, the military has military regulations, and the national laws and military regulations are all stipulated in this way. Can Zhao Xiangbei still use his power for personal gain?

"You won't let him really become a plastic surgeon, will you?" Zhao Xiangbei knew that his wife was still angry, so he didn't make any distinctions, just asked: "Are you really going to let him study medicine from the beginning and take the qualification examination for medical practice?"

"I just let him live a little more comfortably during Yanyan's absence." Boss Ding's face softened a little: "You don't need to do such hard physical work, look at a young man who weighs three hundred catties, tossing for you How thin have you become?"

Zhao Xiangbei was completely speechless this time. It was indeed shocking to see three hundred catties turned into two hundred catties, but would it be good for Guo Tailai? Can this also be counted on your own head?

"He wants to be a plastic surgeon because he is afraid that there will be scars on Yanyan's face, and he can remove them." Mr. Ding continued to explain: "Actually, he just needs to learn some simple scar removal. South Korea is better. The beauty shop on the street can do it, what doctor qualification certificate do you need? Find something for Xiao Guo to do, anyway, his money is enough for him to live well. If he wants, he can also run Yan Yan’s company. If he does Well done, from now on, the Yueke Group will belong to him and Yanyan, so you can sneak into your circle, and arrest people if you want money or not."

"You are ruining the fat man!" Zhao Xiangbei knew that his wife was arranging another path for Guo Tailai, although this path was indeed good. Well, a large pharmaceutical group worth billions is more than good. But isn't Fatty most proficient in manual high-precision manufacturing and assembly?

"Could it be that only going to your place to be a front-line worker is training? To learn how to run a company outside is to ruin the fat man?" Boss Ding was not happy to hear these words, and immediately pushed back tit for tat.

"Do you know how much a high-quality rifle made by Fatty is sold abroad?" Zhao Xiangbei smiled helplessly again. Fortunately, his wife also knows a little about military industry. This industry can only reveal a little bit.

"How much can a gun have? Just see your new gun on TV, 10,000 yuan is worth it?" Mr. Ding sneered: "No, up to 5,000, and you have to use the best materials and the best How much is it worth if the fat man makes one by hand? Five thousand dollars?"

"In the United States, last night, they held a small auction during the day." Zhao Xiangbei finally told the truth: "An auction held by a firearms collection association, the auctioned firearms from the last century to the This is the best collectible firearm in recent years. A gun with Fatty's unique markings is also on the auction."

"How do you operate?" Boss Ding thought of the key point after listening to one sentence, and asked after glancing at his husband.

Zhao Xiangbei nodded directly.

"How much did you sell?" Mr. Ding finally asked curiously.

"93,000 U.S. dollars." Zhao Xiangbei spat out a figure lightly: "That gun was shown for the first time, and after testing 60 bullets, it was looted by people who knew the goods."

"Hiss!" Mr. Ding gasped, "Is it a high-precision sniper rifle?"

As the wife of the chairman of the Southern Group, it is absolutely impossible for Mr. Ding to be ignorant of firearms and weapons, so she subconsciously thought that Fatty must have made a high-precision sniper rifle since the processing precision was extremely high. Only such a highly accurate sniper rifle can be sold at this price.

"No." Zhao Xiangbei shook his head and laughed: "It's our new assault rifle you saw on TV. Fatty helped Yan Yan make two in the barracks, and they were all improved. Now One of the improved versions is about to be deployed in the army, so there is no need to keep it secret. The other is our export version. The one at auction is an export version made by Fatty himself.”

"Assault rifle?" Mr. Ding was shocked. An assault rifle can be sold for less than 100,000 US dollars. How good is that?

But Mr. Ding immediately thought of a question: "Then how much design and processing fee did you give Xiao Guo?"

Speaking of this, Zhao Xiangbei blushed, but said it anyway: "The design fee is a total of one million, and the processing fee is fifty thousand."

"RMB?" Mr. Ding asked again.

Zhao Xiangbei nodded.

"Ha!" Boss Ding was about to get angry, and he laughed angrily: "The designer who has millions of guns in the army only pays a design fee of one million? You sell 800,000 guns and only give the only one to process them." There are 50,000 people here, so you really value talents! You guys can really do it!"

Under the gaze of his wife, Zhao Xiangbei was almost ashamed, so he could only explain with a wry smile: "The national conditions are like this, and you know the nature of our unit is special. Fatty is not the only one who is wronged. Go ask, the whole 95 What is the salary for the design team of the gun family? I already asked my grandpa to sue my grandma for special approval."

"Then you can't let Xiao Guo do your business." Of course, Mr. Ding knew that the situation in the country was the case, but this also gave her a stronger reason: "While Xiao Guo is not involved deeply, don't say anything else, look See how much Xiao Guo can earn with just a wrench, gyroscope or something like that?"