Chapter 81 Hidden Dragon in the Abyss

The product designs were readily available, and after discussing it, Yao Fanghua and Wu Peng unanimously decided to skip the single-tub model and directly produce twin-tub washing machines.

Yao Fanghua was in charge of technology and production, while Wu Peng was in charge of everything else.

The feeling of being in charge in a new work environment was wonderful, and Yao Fanghua adapted quickly, instantly switching into the swing of things. She didn't need to think about anything; she just got to work with bold, decisive action.

The subordinates are easy to manage; if they're not up to par, replace them. Whoever is capable will take their place, and if that doesn't work, hire someone new. High salaries, high benefits, high requirements—only ability matters, no connections. If you can't do the technical work, go do another job you can, or work in the workshop fixing screws, or just quit. Time is tight and the workload is heavy. Yao Fanghua and Wu Peng don't say it, but they're both anxious. They've already invested nearly a million yuan; at this point, nobody cares about personal relationships. In short, Yao Fanghua only wants suitable people; those who aren't good enough are sent to HR, and Wu Peng will handle the rest.

To shorten the production cycle, they signed a cooperation agreement with a mold factory, with Wu Peng handling all the formalities while Yao Fanghua remained out of the picture. Of course, the core molds were still manufactured in their own mold workshop.

Although they work together, they rarely see each other except during meetings, and when they get back to the dormitory, they are too tired to do anything but sleep.

It took only two months to enter the trial production and debugging stage.

Finally able to breathe a sigh of relief, Yao Fanghua urged Wu Peng to quickly post recruitment notices and advertisements at the factory gate, striving to recruit technical talent as soon as possible. She really couldn't delay any longer; ever since she called home to say she wanted to extend her vacation, Factory Director Yu had been calling to urge her on.

Even before the official product was manufactured, Wu Peng had already spent money on brand advertising in newspapers. He also paid for a feature interview with a newspaper. It's fair to say that before the product even hit the market, newspaper readers across the country already knew about Huapeng washing machines.

Wang Huaizhi was stunned when he saw the pictures and reports in the newspaper while drinking his tea. It was too fast! Even working non-stop wouldn't be this fast. He was in a daze. What had he been doing for the past two months? It seemed like he was doing the same repetitive work every day: going to work, coming home, socializing—and the day had just passed. He had wasted his time! And yet, they had already invented the washing machine.

When Yu Jun saw the newspaper, he urged Yao Fanghua even more frequently. They needed to produce twin-cylinder engines too; the advertisements were everywhere, and they had to keep up. He declared that if Yao Fanghua's condition didn't improve, he would personally take a doctor to Shenzhen to treat her.

Yao Fanghua repeatedly assured that he would be cured around mid-May, so Yu Jun finally gave up.

In about two weeks, the debugging will be completed, and then it will be ready for mass production. She can leave with peace of mind then. If there are any problems, she can contact Wu Peng by phone.

The technicians under her were good at assisting with tasks, but not at handling major responsibilities. For safety reasons, they needed to hire a technical supervisor who could take on the main role. So Yao Fanghua urged Wu Peng to recruit someone.

The high salary was tempting. The day after the job posting was released, people started coming in for interviews, sometimes dozens a day.

Jiang Wei also saw the job posting. The technical supervisor position suited his taste; it involved manufacturing washing machines, which wasn't his major. But that was alright, he could learn. How difficult could a washing machine be? More difficult than wireless communication? More difficult than chips? No way. With his intelligence, he could learn it quickly with a little research. The only problem was the tight schedule. No problem, he'd get into the factory first, and learn on the job later. So, the day he saw the job posting, he went to the library to borrow books and crammed on washing machine knowledge all night.

He was starving. He couldn't secure any investment, couldn't pay the rent, and was on the verge of starvation. Last month, he was forced to pawn his suit to the landlord, owing three months' rent. If he didn't pay this month, he feared he would really be evicted.

Hua Peng's offer was good, and it was the most appealing position among all the job postings. There was a cafeteria, dormitory, a basic salary of 300 yuan plus attendance bonuses, year-end bonuses, and more. All things considered, Jiang Wei felt he could sell himself first to get through this difficult time; even Zhu Yuanzhang was once a beggar. He was a hidden dragon in the abyss, patient and determined, believing that one day he would secure investment and ride the wave of success.

Jiang had mentally prepared himself for the job, and after studying hard all night, he arrived at the interview wearing a suit he had shamelessly begged back from his landlord, carrying a briefcase, full of confidence, intending to use his intelligence to fool the factory owner.