When he left the Youth Science and Technology Center, Khodorkovsky still felt like a dream.
He pulled out the business card that Nastya had given him from his pocket and patted his face with his hand, the pain on his face convinced him that he wasn't dreaming.
After returning to school, Khodorkovsky forced himself to calm down and carefully planned the tasks assigned to him by Seryosha.
First of all, it is necessary to find a company that has the ability to produce this kind of coffee machine, and put this product into production as soon as possible.
This was the first step for Khodorkovsky, a coffee machine that was not complicated and the production process was not very demanding.
However, Secretary Ulyanov told him that this kind of thing is to be exported abroad, and it must be designed beautifully, and the quality requirements are relatively high.
With these points in mind, Khodorkovsky wrote him down in his notebook.
He already had a suitable producer in mind, that is, the chemical precision instrument factory where his parents worked.
Khodorkovsky's parents were both engineers at a chemical precision instrument factory in Moscow, and Khodorkovsky knew the unit well, and the production of coffee machines was a pediatric for the plant.
And since it is a precision instrument factory, of course, the quality of the product and the production process are not to be said.
Having solved the problem of production, Khodorkovsky began to think about the design of the product again.
When Khodorkovsky first designed this coffee machine, he consulted a lot of foreign magazines, so the appearance did not inherit the silly and clumsy appearance of other products produced in the Soviet Union, but had a simple and atmospheric feeling, and Khodorkovsky made some improvements to his own design, and was busy until late at night.
Early the next morning, Khodorkovsky and his parents were talking on the phone about the coffee machine.
After accepting what Khodorkovsky said, his parents were naturally very supportive, and arranged an interview with the factory director for their son on the basis of their many years of connections in the workplace.
Khodorkovsky immediately prepared the necessary materials for the meeting, and after making an appointment with Nastya, they went to his parents' unit to contact him about the production matter.
Since it was a product designed by himself, and Khodorkovsky had also interned in this factory for a period of time, he had already considered the problems faced by various manufacturers very comprehensively, and the Youth Science and Technology Center and this precision instrument factory quickly finalized the business, the first order was about 20,000 units, and it was expected to be delivered in a month.
"I didn't expect you to be quite capable" Nastya praised Khodorkovsky, he didn't expect that this young man would be so efficient, and he would get the production done so quickly.
"It's an honor to work under you and Secretary Ulyanov, and of course I have to show myself," Khodorkovsky flattered.
"Yes, but do you know how much you're paid this time," Nastya said suddenly.
"I don't know, how can I still be paid," Khodorkovsky asked curiously.
"We will give a part of the commission to people who do a good job, the percentage is about five percent, and we will add another 200 roubles to the ex-factory price of each coffee machine, and we will sell it to the Mediterranean Trading Company, which means that this time you will be rewarded with 200,000 roubles," Nasty said with a smile. "200,000, give it to me," Khodorkovsky said in disbelief.
"Keep up the good work" Nastya patted Khodorkovsky on the shoulder, waved his hand and left with his own people, leaving only Khodorkovsky, who was about to crash in shock.
Berezovsky, who was excited about Grigory's project in Leningrad, was waiting outside Grigory's dormitory, with a long queue in front of him.
Berezovsky, who thought he had come very early, was already standing at the staircase of the dormitory corridor at this moment.
Judging by the speed at which the team was advancing, Berezovsky estimated that each person would have less than a minute to talk to the gambling genius inside.
Looking at the back of the young man in front of him, Berezovsky felt a little ashamed, fortunately this is not Moscow University, and not many people know him, otherwise Berezovsky still needs to muster up a good courage.
Although there are many people who come for interviews, there are obviously not many successful people, and most of the people who come out are listless and depressed.
This also made Berezovsky feel a little uneasy.
Grigory has long made the data public on campus, and candidates who are interested in coming to the interview need to compare the mathematical model they designed with the actual data in Grigory's hands, because the calculation is the odds, and everyone's results cannot be completely correct, Grigory will choose the candidates who have recently appeared in the actual situation to join Good Luck 365.
I don't know how long I waited, but finally it was Berezovsky's turn, he took a deep breath and walked into Grigory's dormitory, closing the door casually.
"This is my estimate of the results of the game," Berezovsky said, taking out a dozen pieces of calculus paper from his briefcase and handing it to Grigory.
Grigory just glanced at Berezovsky and buried his head in his calculus.
Grigory had a computer in his hand, and after he entered Berezovsky's results into the computer, the probability curve generated by the data model began to be compared with the real results, except for a few upsets, Berezovsky's results were very realistic.
"Congratulations, you have been hired, please leave me your contact information, I will contact you after the interview," Grigory pointed to the registration form on the table, gesturing Berezovsky to write his message on it.
"Can I waste a little more of your time, I have other things to discuss with you," Berezovsky said to Grigory with a smile.
"You can ask any questions," Grigory replied.
"Can I ask how many qualified people you have recruited now," Berezovsky asked.
"Even the teachers and students are probably about 40 people," Grigory told the truth.
"Then how many more do you need," Berezovsky asked again.
"What do you mean by that?"
asked Grigory, curiously.
"Nothing, in fact, I think Leningrad University has almost searched for people who meet your requirements, are you interested in expanding your business to Moscow?"
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