According to news from the UK, John Roger Baird has just launched UHF TV transmission last year, and his television company has attracted some attention.
Although his so-called television company put "boxes" in several experimental families and broadcast them for half an hour every Friday.
But it has to be said that the spread of this new mode is still refreshing.
Only a lot of people are hesitating. How many people will die in this new industry before they can really make profits.
When any new industry is born, why do most people choose to wait and see.
It's not that they don't have eyes and brains, but they know that if they want to turn it into benefits, they don't know how much capital will be embedded in it.
Take John Roger Baird's "magic box" as an example. It has no universal value at all.
Most people are watching and thinking about what content should be broadcast on TV, how to do it, and how it can be achieved in the end.
His current company is not so much a television company as a research laboratory.
"We are organizing people to analyze his... TV. Why TV?" Harry asked curiously.
"Television, a visual machine that uses electricity, is that a satisfactory explanation?" Li Zitao said, "I know what I make complaints about, why everyone knows how to do that."
"Well, that sounds reasonable." Harry nodded his head if he thought.
"In terms of electronic machinery, we can communicate with pioneer if necessary." Avant garde technology is full of talents. I believe that a TV can not defeat them.
When the first black-and-white TV in history was put into mass production, Li Zitao is really not sure.
"No problem." Harry looked at him and asked, "Charlie, you really don't think about it..."
"Go first." Li Zitao got up and left. Neither he nor Mary liked to be seen in public. Besides, he was not the only one to do this.
Harry is trying to take a shortcut, relying on people's attention to him to bring fire to the brand.
Maybe he will write some soft articles in the later period, and finally he will be quiet. Li Zitao doesn't want to live a life of being a limelight.
"Charlie... Charlie, are you really not thinking about it?" Harry stood at the door of the office, waving and shouting to change his mind until he disappeared.
Arriving at the front desk along the corridor, Li Zitao sees Monica in the rest area. When he walks out of the gate, she follows her.
"I knew she was waiting for boss, as I said." The girl at the front desk looked unhappy.
"Shameless bichi, she will be abandoned sooner or later." The front desk, which looked a little bigger, said fiercely, as if her beloved bag had been robbed.
"Hi, good afternoon." Entering the elevator, the neatly dressed driver greets.
"Yes, a good day." Li Zitao said with a smile and gave him a tip of $10 before leaving.
"Are you always so approachable?" Monica, looking at the super rich, wants to know more about him.
"Before I became a super rich man, I only envied him for such a career." What Li Zi Tao said is true.
In my last life, there were elevator drivers. The wages and tips of those people were not thousands of dollars.
When he was "alive" in his life, his monthly salary was only a few dollars, but the elevator driver had dozens of dollars.
And even if he would reduce his salary, he would not want to be an elevator driver!
I'm afraid that you minority will make money in the elevator, hurt other people's guests, and damage the reputation of the hotel or the company.
"It seems you need comfort." Monica looks at him in all sorts of ways, sitting on her side, her thighs rubbing against his legs.
As soon as I got into the elevator in the hotel, the adulterer began to gnaw with his arms, and the sound of "bang Chi Kuang Chi" was endless in the room.
"You're the best man I've ever met." She hugs Li Zitao's waist, and Monica murmurs with her eyes blurred.
"Have you met many men?" Li Zitao lit a cigarette and asked casually.
"Two or three, memories of my youth." Monica sits up on her hands, grabs the cigarette from his mouth and takes a deep breath at her red lips.
Smoke, red lips, jade face, delicate body looming, adding to the temptation of mystery, this is a can make people willing to die in bed.
She looks like a woman with a story, but Li Zitao is not interested in asking.
The more you know, the deeper you understand, the more difficult it is to give up. It is the reality that each needs to enjoy happiness.
Monica wants to be famous. Knowing that Li Zitao is coming today, she deliberately asks Harry to talk about the girl of the year at this time. She has achieved her wish.
Li Zitao got the reward from her and got the same wish. That's enough.
"You can stay here a few more days." He put on his clothes and said something, and Li Zitao left.No one was at home. Little Mary came and pestered her sister to take her shopping. Eric went to play with Norma. FIA went to Chicago to stay with her mother for a while.
Zhiyuan and Zhiheng are also taken by their mother to go shopping. It happens that Li Zitao needs to be quiet. He comes to the study and takes out a piece of white paper to write and draw.
This era is very unfriendly to men, too heavy, whether it is complicated etiquette in communication, or dressed from head to toe.
Big back head and partial division are the symbols of this era. When you walk on the street, you can see that all of them are hanging samples.
It's even more so when wearing shoes, trousers, shirts and suits. Nine out of ten are like this.
Other clothing can only be seen in abnormal occasions, and the choice is also rare.
It's not stupid pants, it's leather jacket, little vest and so on.
Sweater, cashmere sweater and thread garment are rarely seen. Let alone woolen sweater. In addition to the hooded cloak of the middle ages, the market is extremely ugly.
Once upon a time, in order to conform to the mainstream, Li Zitao wore a suit and a suit every day. In fact, he was not comfortable with it at all.
Now, since Playboy wants to create a men's brand that suits the tastes of young people, it must be helpful to draw these designs.
In particular, high-end material T-shirts, such as cashmere, or hand-made cotton, will definitely be loved by young people.
"No one likes it. I just wear it myself." Well, Li Zitao finally said what he said in his heart. This is what he designed for himself.
It's enough to go out all day with suits, shirts, suits and shirts!
"By the way, there are shoulder bags, which are the favorite of men." Li Zitao sketched out a simple style with a few strokes, but the fabric requirements were filled under each design drawing.
To compare the top fabrics used by luxury goods in the world, we can work hard on chemical fiber, and find Osborne to see if they have any test articles that can be used in the fabrics.
Who said that drug sellers can't make clothes. DuPont studied gunpowder and sold silk stockings after playing!
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