Chapter 59: Victory Day

After more than two hours of tossing and turning from more than 8 o'clock in the morning, the condolence group finally left, and the onlookers had already dispersed.

Bai Ping's joy was overflowing: "Yes, this trouble, it's almost time to eat lunch, and Tong Mu and I have to go to the street again in the afternoon." ā€

After that, Bai Ping hugged her son and kissed Hu Yiting on the forehead: "Good son, what do you want to eat today? Mom will make it for you." ā€

Hu Yiting broke away from his mother's embrace a little shyly: "Whatever, I still want to make pictures." ā€

Bai Ping smiled and took Tong Mu's hand and said, "Tong Mu, look at him like that, stupid, aren't you?" I'm sorry, what do you want to eat, my godmother will make it for you, and let's make a bunch of our favorite food." ā€

Tong Mu smiled and nodded, she knew that her godmother was in a better mood now.

"Godmother, I'll give you a hand. ā€

Hu Yanan cleaned up the table, poured the ashtray and the teacup he had drunk one by one, and was about to continue reviewing the manuscript, when he heard a knock on the door again.

"Why are there still people?" Hu Yanan hurriedly opened the door, and it turned out that the person who installed the phone came.

After entering the door, the three little brothers of the post and telecommunications bureau were quick with their hands and feet, and it only took two cigarettes to lay the line into Hu's house and connect the signal.

Hu Yanan tried to call the unit, and when he saw that the signal was smooth and the sound was clear, he signed the acceptance form, and the three little brothers went out to install the next one.

"The post and telecommunications bureau is really easy to earn, and in ten minutes, more than 2,000 yuan came into the account. No wonder people say that the post and telecommunications office is a silver rice bowl. Hu Yanan sighed with emotion.

"Godfather, what is that golden rice bowl?" Tong Mu asked curiously, peeling green onions in his hand.

"The golden rice bowl is a bank, and an iron rice bowl is an institution. Hu Yanan said with a smile.

"Oh. ā€

Seeing that the phone was installed, Hu Yiting decided to make a long-distance call to Shenzhen first, so he directly dialed Qin Zhenfei's mobile phone.

"It's Hu Yiting! Great, I'm thinking about you!

You kid won't call when you go back, and during this time, everyone often mentions you as a prodigy. ā€

Hu Yiting smiled and exchanged a few words with Qin Zhenfei, and then asked directly: "Mr. Qin, how is THT1062's tape-out work?"

"I was about to sue you, Wuxi finished the film last week, and the tape-out results just came out yesterday afternoon, with a pass rate of 78%. After the simple packaging, Manager Lu immediately arranged the test in Wuxi, and the current performance and indicators have all met the design requirements! Hu Yiting, you are such a great young man! You are a genius! Hahaha!

Hu Yiting quickly calculated in his heart: "Thank you Mr. Qin for your compliment, this pass rate is quite good." ā€

"It's not bad!" Qin Zhenfei's voice was unusually loud on the phone: "This is the first time to tape out, and 58 believes that after a period of trial production and process adjustment, the pass rate can be increased to more than 90% in the future." A 4-inch silicon wafer can produce at least 70 qualified chips. ā€

Hu Yiting remembered that the monthly output of the 58 Institute seemed to be about 8,000 to 10,000 pieces in the first few years, so he asked: "Mr. Qin, what is the current production capacity of the 58 Institute?"

Qin Zhenfei: "Their monthly production capacity is only 10,000 pieces. I have already asked Lao Lu to place an order, set it for one year, with a down payment of three months, according to the production plan in their factory, and the contract at hand will be completed in about mid-July, and I will go all out to give us Huachuang production THT1062. ā€

Speaking of this, Qin Zhenfei said with some pain: "It's a pity, if we can contact the manufacturer during the design period and arrange the production plan, then we don't have to wait until July to put it into production, and we will lose tens of millions of markets if we delay it for a month." ā€

Hu Yiting knows that after the completion of the manufacturing process of a 4-inch silicon wafer in China this year, the production cost is about 300 yuan, and if a silicon wafer produces 70 chips, the cost will be about 4 yuan, plus the packaging cost, it will not exceed 5 yuan. In the future, with the improvement of domestic technology and the explosion of production capacity, the cost will go all the way down.

Hu Yiting coughed lightly, he calculated that Qin Zhenfei's list was about 8 million chips a year, and his income was still quite considerable in terms of patent fees of one yuan per piece.

"Mr. Qin, the first issue of five million patents ?......"

Qin Zhenfei: "I plan to ask the finance department to write you a check in the next two days, but I think about it, the personal income tax you have to pay this time is terrible." ā€

Hu Yiting: "What should I do then?"

Qin Zhenfei: "The patent you applied for last time has been approved along with Huachuang, and the company will send it to you." I will build yƬ you use these patents to set up a company, and then apply for a high-tech enterprise. Local policies should be different, but high-tech enterprises in the field of IC design are vigorously supported by the state, and it is easy to apply for a three-year tax exemption. ā€

Hu Yiting said gratefully: "Thank you Mr. Qin for reminding me, but if you want to form a company, the start-up capital you need in the early stage ......."

Qin Zhenfei: "When I go back, I will let the finance call 1 million according to your father's bank account number you left last time." ā€

Hu Yiting: "Thank you, Mr. Qin." ā€

Qin Zhenfei: "You hurry up, it's best to find someone who is familiar with this aspect of business, spend more money, and save a waste of time." ā€

Hu Yiting said excitedly: "On behalf of our whole family, I thank Mr. Qin again for his care!"

When the phone hung up, Hu Yiting couldn't hold back his excitement and yelled: "I'm rich!"

The family was all taken aback, and Hu Yanan said dissatisfiedly: "What are you shouting, it's not the right look." You make a phone call for 10 minutes, or a long distance, right? One dollar a minute, and you still make a fortune, I think bankruptcy is almost the same. ā€

Hu Yiting said with a smile: "Dad, do you remember that I told you about my patent? Mr. Qin told me that I have already approved it, and the first patent fee paid to me by Huachuang will be received soon, one million." ā€

Hu Yanan opened his mouth in surprise and didn't speak for a long time.

Bai Ping rushed out of the kitchen with a kitchen knife in her hand.

"One million, Hu Yiting, are you kidding?"

Hu Yiting hurriedly said Qin Zhenfei's opinion on the phone just now.

Hu Yanan asked: "What is the proportion of individual income tax payable on the income derived from individual patents?"

Hu Yiting shook his head: "I don't know about this, I remember that this income is calculated according to labor income, it should be 45%, right?"

Hu Yanan was taken aback: "Then you have to pay more than 2 million taxes?"

Hu Yiting nodded: "So, I have to start a company quickly, but I haven't got my ID card yet, Dad, why don't you go to the sea?" ā€

Hu Yanan shook his head again and again: "What is this like, I don't know anything about those electronic computers, computers, and related things, how can I help you get these things? Aren't you child's play?"

Bai Ping asked eagerly, "Son, when will the money arrive?"

"I guess it's been these two days. ā€

Bai Ping wiped her hands on her apron with some twists, and asked, "Son, do you think Mom is okay? Mom will help you open a company." ā€

Hu Yan'an's eyes glared angrily: "Don't make a fool of yourself, don't do it in a good unit, what are you doing for him to get this?"

Bai Ping said dissatisfiedly: "You don't know that our unit has been in a recession, and half of last year's bonus has not been paid." ā€

The more Bai Ping thought about it, the more excited she felt: "According to Mr. Qin, if you set up a company, you can pay millions less in taxes." Hu Yanan, if you live to be 100 years old, can you have 1 million in salary and bonuses plus your retirement pension in the future? I think 300,000 yuan is considered good. ā€

As soon as he said this, Hu Yanan was also stunned. He put down the manuscript in his hand and seriously devoted his mind to the matter in front of him, and the more he pondered, the more he felt that what Bai Ping said made sense.

"That's true...... That's a high tax?...... This one...... It's really hard to do......"

Bai Ping decisively slapped the table: "What's so hard to do! Now people say that one billion people have nine hundred million businessmen, and there are still 100 million people who are changing careers." Our unit can't see any hope anyway, son, mom will do it with you!"

Hu Yiting said with a smile: "Then dare to be kind, I will call you Mr. Bai in the future." ā€

Bai Ping grinned with a smile: "What am I afraid of, with so much money in my hands, I think it is more insurable than any job!

At the beginning of the year, I heard that our factory was going to lay off half of the workers, and we had to go at least half of the 20 people in the sales department. ā€

Hu Yiting nodded heavily: "Mom, in the future, don't worry about these trivial gains and losses with others, since we can support ourselves, why fight with others for that bit of life." Look at the opening point, as soon as the money arrives tomorrow, you will go to the unit to resign. ā€

Bai Ping said: "Why are you resigning, I applied to be laid off on my own initiative, so there is still a severance and resettlement payment." ā€

Hu Yanan listened to Bai Ping's words, thought silently for a long time, and finally nodded: "It's okay, you have always said that you are too tired to work, and now that you have the conditions, it is not bad to change your life." Now there are so many people in society doing business, and no one has heard who is starving to death. ā€

With her husband's approval, Bai Pingxiao's eyes narrowed, and she patted her hand on Hu Yanan's shoulder briskly: "Old Hu, you are busy, I'll go to cook, our family has to celebrate today." ā€

Tong Mu was peeling potatoes in the kitchen, looking at the three members of the Hu family in the living room with a happy face, she was sincerely happy for every success achieved by the family.

Especially for Hu Yiting's expression, the kind of strong and consistent excellence, she feels very lucky to be able to share his happiness as a family member.

Bai Ping walked into the kitchen happily and hugged Tong Mu with a smile: "Girl, I can make my godmother happy today." ā€

"Godmother, you are so happy, Hu Yiting has won glory for you again. ā€

Bai Ping cut the green onion neatly and said: "It's not, godmother has been a happy event in the past two days, first yesterday, I got such a good girl like you, and today Hu Yiting won the grand prize again and made a lot of money."

You said that Hu Yiting, this kid, didn't make me cāo heart less when I was a child, and I was naughty all day long, but it was so bad, and now I finally grow up and be sensible. ā€

Saying that, Bai Ping suddenly put down the kitchen knife in her hand: "I almost forgot, we have to call Director Kong of the Audiovisual Publishing House and ask how the album is going." ā€

Bai Ping grabbed a rag and wiped her hands, walked into the living room and dialed the phone.

Kong Jing greeted Bai Ping warmly on the other end of the phone and wrote down the contact number.

"Aunt Bai, don't worry, now that the album has been released, it entered the factory last week to fill the tape, and I have asked Li Gang to send you five discs, and it is estimated that you will be able to get it next week." ā€

Bai Ping repeatedly thanked Kong Jing for his work, and after hanging up the phone, he announced to the whole family: "It's a good thing! Tong Mu's album has obtained the release batch number, and it has already entered the factory to fill the tape! Probably after a while, you will be able to buy the songs sung by our Tong Mu in the market!"

So the family laughed again and blessed the child.

Hu Yiting and Tong Mu looked at each other and smiled, feeling that this day was simply a victory day, and happy events were one after another.