Zhou Bingde has now retired to the second line and can enjoy a peaceful life at home.

You have no choice but to enjoy your life. Now that you have no power, no one will listen to you. What else do you want to do?

People who have served as officials will experience a brief period of extreme discomfort when they first retire, and they will feel a sense of loss when there is no one to command them.

Command your own children? They will never listen to you.

Bossing your wife around? You're lucky if you don't get scolded.

Zhou Bingde is in this state now. No one cares about him and he always feels confused.

Fortunately, his godson got him a position as principal, so he can continue to give orders.

After staying at home for two days after retirement, Zhou Bingde hurried to Jiang Wei because he could not hold it any longer.

Now that his godfather was here, Wan Feng naturally wanted to treat him to a meal. The two of them had lunch at the Hongying Hotel and then went to inspect the technical school construction site.

It was 12:15 noon. The people at the construction site were taking a break, and those who lived nearby went home for lunch.

Those who live far away from home can bring their own lunch or eat at the snack bar in Wankou.

Tan Chun probably went home for dinner.

His house is in Wohu, just across Xiwan.

Now that the weather is cold, it is obviously inappropriate to bring lunch. The workers probably went to the snack bar to eat. There is no one else on the construction site except for a night watchman.

Wan Feng accompanied Zhou Bingde into the construction site.

The main building of the technical school has been completed, but the two-story practice building on the right has only a frame. Sand and gravel are still piled up everywhere in the yard, and the courtyard wall will have to wait until next year.

The exterior of the main building has been finished, and now only the interior remains.

Inside, only the walls on the first floor remained unpainted. There were plumbing parts in every room, and it was obvious that heating was being installed.

But the plumber wasn't there either, probably because he went out to eat.

Wan Feng and Zhou Bingde walked from the first floor to the fourth floor.

Wan Feng was quite satisfied with Tan Chun's progress.

The original two-story building was changed to a four-story one, and he completed it in about the same time, although the progress of the annex building and the courtyard was delayed.

Those can be made up next year and will not delay the start of school next year.

"Are the teachers ready?" Zhou Bingde used his foot to push aside a brick blocking the road.

"The teachers for some projects have been found. The mechanical, computer, and semiconductor professionals are being hired by the Nanwan factory, and the clothing tailoring is being handled by the garment factory. Other projects are being handled by supporting factories. That's basically it."

“How many people signed up?”

"I'm not sure exactly how much it is, but my uncle has a list of names, and there seems to be about 1,800 of them."

"So many?" Zhou Bingde was a little surprised.

"For young people, with such a great free learning opportunity, anyone with a bit of ambition will come and study. And if you want to work for a company like Nanwan Factory in the future, you have to be approved by a technical school at the very least; otherwise, they won't accept you. If Nanwan Factory has this rule, other factories will follow suit. In other words, if you don't graduate from a technical school, it's going to be hard to find a job, at least in Jiangwei."

The 1980s and 1990s were an era of overpopulation, with young people everywhere.

Unlike after 2010, it is very difficult for factories to recruit people, and even if they do recruit, there are few young people.

But when there are too many people, things get chaotic, and there are all kinds of people mixed in.

What Nanwan Factory will need in the future are qualified workers who can start work after a brief adaptation to the factory.

If you want to do this, then go to a technical school and study hard.

If you haven't studied to your full potential in school, Wanfeng will give you another chance to realize your potential.

It now seems that there will be no problem for the technical school's main building to admit the first batch of students in March next year, and auxiliary facilities can be gradually added.

After inspecting the school, Zhou Bingde went to find Zhu Yong. The list of registered students was with him, and he wanted to know the students' age, academic qualifications, subjects they were going to study, etc.

Then it is his job to arrange the classrooms and assign teachers.

Wan Feng hired him and paid him 200 yuan a month not to just come and see the scenery.

Zhou Bingde went to find Zhu Yong.

Wan Feng came to the automotive department and found the person named Yimeng.

The person with this very feminine name is actually a young man of twenty-five years old.

He appeared in front of Wan Feng wearing oily work clothes.

"Boss Wan! Are you looking for me?"

"Spendthrift, tell me what you were thinking when you built that little car?"

"Boss Wan! I was building this Sibuxiang (a car that looks like a four-legged beast) when I was making it. When I was building it, I was thinking about whether I could build something that could carry both goods and people like a car and look a bit classy. So I just randomly built this thing."

"Since you built this car, you should know its advantages and disadvantages. Tell me about its advantages and disadvantages."

Yi Meng thought about it: "The advantage of this car is its flexibility. It has a double-row cab, which can accommodate several people, and the back cargo bed can also be used to haul some things. The disadvantage is that the engine is not very good. Even the 185 horsepower engine is not enough to reach high speed. If it had a better engine, this car would definitely be able to be upgraded to a higher level."

Wan Feng smiled. He liked employees with ideas.

"Yimeng! Our factory has a 480 engine. How about using it?"

Yimeng's eyes lit up. "That's great! If we can use this engine, the horsepower problem will be solved. If we modify the gearbox and add a few gears, the speed will be increased. Then this car will be a real car."

Wan Feng picked up a drawing paper from his desk and pushed it in front of Yimeng.

"This is how I re-painted your car. How about designing it according to this style?"

The car design was drawn by Wan Feng, but it was not his own idea. With so many memories from his previous life in his head, only a fool would come up with it on his own.

The car he drew was naturally the famous Toyota Tundra.

Toyota launched this car ten years later, and Wan Feng used it first.

Of course, if he uses the patent first, it naturally belongs to him. If others want to use it again, they have to pay the patent fee.

Yimeng picked up the car drawing by Wanfeng and fell in love with it at first sight.

The front body design is more car-like, and the rear compartment has been greatly shortened to about one and a half meters.

"Boss Wan! Did you design this?"

"Of course." Wan Feng didn't blush at all. His creed in life was that one must be shameless when it is necessary.

Those who can achieve great things must be shameless.

You can't achieve anything great if you only care about your reputation.

Of course, you just need to keep this to yourself and never tell anyone else. If you do, you will be spreading negative energy.

"I appoint you as the head of Nanwan Pickup. Organize the people yourself and make a plan. Submit a report on the conditions and funding required. Get it ready for me by the end of next year."

"Don't worry, Mr. Wan! I promise to complete the task!"

Yimeng took the drawings and flew out like a bird.