Chapter 1253: Things that Do Not Belong to the Times

"Um...Mr. Roland," Master Xie asked after shaking hands, "I wonder 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, reliable, easy to manufacture, and have certain transformation potential."

"There should be many tractors like this on the market..."

"Of course my requirements are more than that. What is mentioned above is only the most basic framework." He shook his head, "First of all, except for the engine, every component must be produced by ourselves."

"The cost will be very high." Master Xie exclaimed.

"It does not require mass production, and the price can be compared to some purely handmade products. I have a few collector friends who are willing to spend a lot of money to buy them."

"I see……"

"In addition, automated machine tools cannot be involved in the production process. Well..." Roland looked around and said, "The tools now in the factory are very suitable. I need to know the specifications and manufacturing process of each component, and also That is to say, the design bureau not only has to build it, but also draw all the assembly line layout drawings."

Seeing the other party's expression of embarrassment, he added, "Of course, I will recruit some fresh graduates to assist you in your work. You just need to arrange their work."

"That's good...if I 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 continued, "You must have a certain amount of imagination to make it."

Master Xie was stunned, "What did you say?"

"Let me give you an example, such as this tractor. It is powered by steam - so in theory it needs a big boiler and a cabin to store fuel and water. But in fact, it does not have the above components, you can Think of its power source as a nuclear-powered engine, like in the movies."

"..." The other party's expression seemed a little dull.

"Therefore, when manufacturing a prototype car, the impact of these 'parts that are theoretically required but do not exist in practice' must be minimized, so that the most appropriate data can be obtained during the test run. When I say this, do you understand?"

"Uh..." Master Xie thought hard for a while before he carefully replied, "You mean, I should design it as if it is a product that does not belong to this era?"

"This summary is perfect." Roland grinned, "I wonder if it's technically difficult?"

"Theoretically not, but..." He hesitated for a moment, "To tell you the truth, even if we build it, I'm afraid it won't have any practical value."

"It's just that it has no practical value. My collector friends don't care about those things."

Master Xie breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked one more question, "Um...Mr. Roland, I wonder what the chief engineer's salary is..."

"Just calculate it as twice your retirement salary," Roland said with a smile.

…

Back in the car, Jiade put down his wine glass, shrugged at him and said, "How is it? Are you satisfied?"

"That's right, I just don't know how to calculate the factory's expenses..." Roland pretended to be polite.

"There is no need to mention these details. Being able to help the Martial Arts Association is also an honor for the Sanye Group." Jiade waved his hand, "I will communicate with them later and finalize the matter. From today on, you are their new boss.”

Preserving a factory scheduled for demolition is not a big deal. As for fixed assets such as land and factory buildings, they are still owned by Sanye Group. What the other party needs to pay is nothing more than the wages of some personnel and a few processing machines that are waiting to be scrapped. Being able to exchange this price for the favor of the Prism Town Guardian is undoubtedly a very cost-effective deal.

If Roland wanted to get this together on his own, he would probably have to spend tens of millions, and he might not be able to do it.

But having said that, Roland didn't want to let go of any opportunity.

"Is this really good? I thought about it. If the factory wants to resume normal operations, it needs to recruit at least another group of people. And in order to increase their enthusiasm, a reward and punishment system must be formulated, which requires a lot of money."

"Well..." Jiade thought for a moment, "I will transfer a financial officer to you later. If there are any additional expenses, you can just tell her. But Mr. Roland, if the amount is too large, you cannot do it. You know Sanye group……"

"You are not the only one who has the final say. Don't worry, I won't make things difficult for you." Taking the initiative to send a financial officer is obviously a hedging method, which can at least prevent him from burning money without restraint. Roland smiled and raised his glass, "Thank you very much for this."

"It's just a little effort."

The two cups clinked together crisply.

Three days later, the Agricultural Machinery Factory was officially renamed Graycastle Design Bureau. Although the appearance was still shabby, the inside was already busy with the temptation of promotion and salary increase.

…

After finishing this matter, Roland suddenly felt that the burden on his shoulders was much lighter, and his steps were a little lighter when he went to the office the next day - thinking that he could continue to expand the projects and scale of the Graycastle Design Bureau, leaving precious designs Time, I couldn’t help but feel happy.

And in this way, Anna does not have to work until midnight every day, and can devote more energy to her own inventions and creations. It is simply a matter of killing two birds with one stone.

Perhaps those employees will never know that the drawings they drew will become reality in another world, and they will start a bloody battle with alien enemies in a corner of the vast continent to defend the last continuation and glory of mankind.

"What are you giggling about, Your Majesty..." Nightingale appeared in front of him with a look of contempt, "Were you so happy last night? You didn't do anything you shouldn't have done in your dream, did you? ?”

"How could it be...do I look like that kind of person?"

Nightingale pouted, "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."

"...Did she really say that?"

"No, I lied to you." Nightingale leaned down with half-squinted eyes, "Did you just pay attention to this aspect?"

Emotionally, this is still a trap for fishing and law enforcement.

"I can only say that you are thinking too much." Roland glared at her, "I am so happy because I have solved a big problem. It is not what you guessed."

"Well, the honesty is 95%, so it can be considered the truth." Nightingale spread her hands.

"Now can it be accurate to single digits of percentage?"

"Well, maybe it's because I've used it a lot. I always feel a lot more sensitive than before."

"What's going on with the 5%? Let me state in advance that I didn't lie."

"Maybe it's the throbbing caused by your subconscious mind." Nightingale raised the corner of her mouth and said.

Uh... Roland was at a loss for words for a moment. He always felt that if he kept talking like this, he would be led into a trap sooner or later, so he simply stopped answering.

"By the way," Nightingale said after chewing the dried fish for a while, "You haven't looked at the red moon much lately."

"Yeah..." Roland then realized that he had indeed not looked up to the sky for a long time. The scarlet disk was still hanging high outside the window. Whenever he raised his head, it was always in the same position, as if it were still. "Probably because I know that it is just a void of nothingness."

Just then, the phone on the desk rang.

It's a call from the Executive Office.

"Barov? What's the matter?" Roland raised the phone and asked.

"Your Majesty, the growth rate of immigration far exceeds expectations," the old manager complained. "If this continues, the savings in the treasury will not last long!"