171: Chapter 171 Party School Training (Part 1)

"International giants like Motorola and Nokia are eyeing us covetously, and domestic manufacturers are also readying themselves."

"Any slight negligence, and we will turn from leaders into chasers."

Sun Xin immediately straightened his back, a flash of alertness in his eyes: "Third Young Master is right to remind me. Technology iterates too quickly; we must maintain R&D investment and continue to innovate in both products and channels."

He paused, his tone firm: "Otherwise, today's advantages will turn into tomorrow's burdens in the blink of an eye."

Zhou Mingyuan stroked his chin thoughtfully, then suddenly spoke: "Brother Kang, I've been thinking about a problem recently."

"At the current pace of technological development, I'm afraid that within ten years, these bulky 'big bricks' will be replaced by more advanced equipment."

Li Dakang's eyes flashed with appreciation, and he nodded slightly: "For Mingyuan to see this level, it shows you have truly put in the effort."

He looked around at the group, his tone gradually becoming solemn: "In this industry, standing still is equivalent to falling behind. What you need to do is not just hold onto the existing market, but also foresee future changes."

"The R&D team needs to immediately start on two things: first, develop more lightweight and feature-rich terminal devices; second, lay out the next generation of communication technology."

"Remember, in this field, whoever masters the core technology holds the power of discourse."

Third Young Master immediately looked serious: "Third Young Master, rest assured. Tomorrow, I will call a board meeting to specifically establish a Future Technology R&D Center."

He raised his wine glass and added solemnly: "I swear with this glass of wine that Kangfei will never disappoint your expectations."

"Good!"

Li Dakang raised his glass with satisfaction: "Then, to the future of Kangfei, and to our shared ideals, cheers!"

Four wine glasses clinked in the air, emitting a crisp sound.

The private room echoed with the passionate laughter of the young men, while outside the window were the thousands of lights of Beijing in the nineties.

That night, they not only drank fine wine but also outlined a grand blueprint that would soon change the communication industry.

It wasn't until late at night, after repeatedly discussing every detail, that the four of them reluctantly bade farewell at the entrance of the clubhouse.

In the cool autumn night breeze, Li Dakang watched the departing figures of his three partners, a meaningful smile playing on his lips.

He knew that the era belonging to them had just begun.

...

Before the warmth of the National Day holiday had fully dissipated, Li Dakang hurried back to Guantian Township.

Fallen leaves drifted in the courtyard of the Township Government on the autumn day. He had just finished processing a few backlogged documents when the telephone on his desk suddenly rang.

"Is this Comrade Li Dakang? This is the Municipal Organization Department."

The voice on the other end of the line was serious and formal.

"We are notifying you of a matter: report to the Provincial Party School in three days to attend the current provincial-level training class for county-level cadres for one month of full-time study."

After hanging up the phone, Li Dakang stood by the window for a long time without moving.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone through the glass onto his crisp shirt, outlining his straight silhouette.

Li Dakang gently stroked the fountain pen in his hand, his gaze passing over the mottled walls of the Township Government and looking toward the layered mountains in the distance.

This sudden notice for training was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, stirring up ripples in his heart.

Having spent so many years struggling at the grassroots level in his previous life, Li Dakang knew very well what such an opportunity meant: it was not just an improvement in theoretical level, but a rare political tempering.

In the classrooms of the Provincial Party School, the most outstanding cadre-level officials from across the province gathered, and their performance upon graduation often determined a person's future political trajectory.

The scale of this provincial training class for county-level cadres was unprecedented in the political circles of Jiang Province.

On the list of students, it was exclusively young cadre-level officials carefully selected from various cities and provincial departments, with an average age not exceeding thirty-five, and everyone carried a dazzling list of political achievements behind them.

They were either county or district heads governing a region, or key business backbones cultivated by the Provincial Public Security Department, all of them rising stars in the political arena of Jiang Province.

Moreover, each city and provincial unit could recommend at most two people; this scarcity further highlighted the importance of the training.

And Li Dakang's quota was separate; it was said that it was specially approved by Provincial Party Secretary Zhao Lichun.

Outside the window, twilight gradually enveloped this remote little township.

Li Dakang turned around and switched on the desk lamp. Under the warm yellow light, he began to carefully organize the work at hand.

The fountain pen rustled across the paper, and every word was written with extra care.

He knew that the path he would step onto in three days might be a road leading to a much broader stage.

In the dead of night, Li Dakang stood by the dormitory window, staring blankly in the direction of Mingzhou, the provincial capital.

He understood that this was not just a simple training, but an important political signal.

Those days of burying his head in hard work in Guantian Township, those years of struggling at the grassroots level, had all transformed into heavy political capital at this moment.

In the three days after receiving the training notice, Li Dakang's office was brightly lit.

He convened a leadership meeting, sorted through the key tasks at hand one by one, and clarified the responsible persons and contingency plans for each task.

Fortunately, the current Guantian Township was no longer what it used to be; standardized operating mechanisms had been established for all tasks, and the township cadres were accustomed to acting according to regulations, which left him with fewer worries about his temporary departure.