Seeing what song Youwei said, they have evidence about his slander.
My heart can't help jumping.
Bite your teeth.
It shouldn't be true.
Now that so many years have passed, song Youwei can't find evidence, and those evidence have been eliminated by him.
If there were any evidence, song Youwei would have burst out long ago, but there would be no news yet.
Zhao Jinhai then looked down.
When song Youwei introduced the chip, he was completely stunned and clenched his fists.
My heart is full of discontent.
For what?
At the beginning, song Youwei was so frustrated by him. How could he meet the boss of Zhixin technology?
Up to now, he is facing the ridicule of the directors day by day.
There are also customers who have purchased intelligent robots, and song Youwei has a good reputation.
Zhao Jinhai's eyes were gloomy, and he hit hard on the table.
There was a creepy cold in his voice, "Song Youwei, you want to bring me down, oh, don't think about it."
To the research and development of chips by new technology.
There is no doubt that it was hot search.
Some netizens have begun to speak to Zhixin technology, but more often, they abuse Zhixin technology, together with Jinhai technology.
Three more days have passed.
The robots of Jinhai technology are still paralyzed, and they have no clue.
The manager of the technology department stood at his desk. He bowed his head. "Chairman, I'm sorry, we can't help it."
"A bunch of waste!" Zhao Jinhai swept the things on the table on the ground. "This little thing can't be finished. Am I inviting you to dry dinner?"
The manager of the technology department dared not answer.
Zhao Jinhai gritted his teeth and said, "now anyway, you have to find a way to deal with it!"
"Chairman, even if we research it out, we have to recycle, disassemble and process the intelligent robot one by one. This is a great workload. Our company may not be able to complete it in a short time, and it is difficult for us to explain to the customers."
Zhao Jinhai turned pale.
He naturally thought of this level.
It is difficult for their company to bear the replaced robot components and the labor and capital costs.
The working capital of their company is only 40 million.
I'm afraid the company won't last long.
Clenching his fists, Zhao Jinhai said in a deep voice, "solve the problem first, and then sell the robot. This is a long-term income for our company, so there is no need to worry about money."
The manager of the Technology Department moved his lips, but finally he didn't go on.
Left the office.
In Nuo Da's office, only Zhao Jinhai was left. He sat decadent in the office chair, his hands deeply inserted into his hair.
The whole body exudes a sense of weakness.
Because too many people complained, the State Department did not give Zhao Jinhai too much time and directly ordered: "refund the robot immediately and complete it within four days."
When Zhao Jinhai heard the news.
The eyes were black and almost fainted.
In the past year, all the company's funds have been invested in the research and development of robots.
Last time I spent tens of millions on the production of that batch of robots.
The robots sold are as high as 100 million yuan. If they are fully refunded, their company simply can't afford it.
The secretary came in. "Chairman, a group of directors came and wanted to see you."
Zhao Jinhai's face sank. Naturally, he knew that they came because of something.
Gritting his teeth, he said, "I'm not feeling well. I'll talk about it another day."
As soon as the voice fell, the directors broke in.