In 1990, decent fireworks finally appeared on the market.

Wan Feng really likes setting off fireworks. In the past, when there were no proper fireworks, he would just set off firecrackers to make up the number.

With so many types of fireworks this year, he plans to set them off as much as he can and have a good time.

Of course, it’s more fun if you buy it yourself. It would be less fun if you let someone else buy it.

But the damn Xu Bin actually asked him to accompany him to Shenzhen!

It would take at least ten days to go back and forth, and the Chinese New Year would be just a few days away when I got back.

By then, there won’t be any time to rush around buying fireworks.

This is intolerable!

Wan Feng was determined not to go, which made Xu Bin very disappointed.

But unfortunately, when Wan Feng refused Xu Bin's request to go home to see if his father and uncle had gone to the Wahou market, the phone at home rang.

What's even more unfortunate is that he still accepted it.

Wan Feng picked up the phone call.

"Hello! Who are you?"

"Your equipment has arrived. You took it away last year. You can take it wherever you want!" The voice of a menopausal woman came from the phone.

Wan Feng felt dizzy.

Damn it, can we even have a good New Year's Eve? Damn Lin Lairong, why are you joining in the fun?

I wish you will marry a man who lasts three minutes, no! Two minutes!

"So soon! Didn't you say you wouldn't arrive until the New Year?"

"I don't know why it's here now, but it's here anyway. The goods were shipped directly to Shenzhen Port. You can pick them up there. Don't forget to check out after you pick them up. Ah! I need to get some sleep."

"Sleep now, are you a pig?"

"Hehehe! If you come now, I will sleep with you."

"Who cares! I don't have the hobby of sleeping with pigs."

After hanging up the phone, Wan Feng's eyes widened.

Now he has good news and bad news.

The good news is that advanced equipment for manufacturing memory has arrived. With the arrival of this equipment, Wang Wencheng and his team can now produce 256KB memory. Riding on the success of 256KB memory, they may be able to conquer 512KB memory in one fell swoop.

It seems a bit like a daydream.

The bad news is that he still has to go to Shenzhen, he is worried about others going there!

This is no ordinary thing.

He bought it for nearly 20 million yuan.

Alas! What a miserable life!

Xu Bin almost laughed himself into an idiot after hearing the news.

There is always a way out.

Wan Feng almost slapped Xu Bin when he saw his Qin Hui-like smile.

Since you are going, don't waste time, go early and come back early.

Wan Feng immediately blew the whistle and called people, and the old team gathered in an instant.

Wan Feng didn't plan to bring Han Guangjia this time. It seemed that there shouldn't be any danger in going to Shenzhen to pick up the goods. His family has a hotel and children, and he has a lot of things to do before the New Year, so forget it.

Ye Qianwen is also in Shenzhen, so I think there won't be any problems with safety.

Therefore, Han Guang's family was excluded.

Zhao Gang's father was ill and was also ruled out by Wan Feng.

In the end, only Yang Jianguo and Han Meng were left. Wan Feng had originally planned to call Zhang Xian, but when he thought about the New Year coming soon and Zhang Xian living with his parents, who were busy with work, he gave up the idea.

There were four people who set out in this way: Wan Feng, Yang Jianguo, Han Meng and Xu Bin.

Set off when you are ready.

Before departure, one more person joined the team: Zhang Chunlei.

It's been almost a year since this guy came to Nan Da Wan. Chen Dao said that he has basically mastered the engine production system.

Although this guy is not well educated, he is smart and has learned most of the things on the engine production line.

Troubleshooting some common minor faults and maintaining the production line are effortless.

This guy has worked really hard in the past year since he came here, otherwise he wouldn't have learned engine production in a year.

Since Chen Dao said he was almost there, Wan Feng planned to send him back before the Chinese New Year.

After the New Year, the Dongguan branch will start operations and he will be sent back to work as a technician.

On the 1st, they received the news that Lin Lairong had made the decision, and at noon on the 2nd, they were already on the plane to Guangzhou.

At around three o'clock in the afternoon, they landed in Guangzhou and immediately hired a car to Dongguan.

Guangzhou and Dongguan are almost adjacent to each other, and it is estimated that the distance from the center of Guangzhou to the center of Dongguan is only about 100 miles.

Therefore, before dark, Wan Feng and his group had arrived at Zhang Shiqian's home in Datan Village, Dalingzi Township.

Zhang Shiqian received the news in advance and had already prepared for Wan Feng's arrival.

So, he was not surprised at all when Wan Feng arrived.

The south is so beautiful! When the north is covered in snow, here the mountains and rivers are still beautiful and lush.

Before Wan Feng could finish expressing his feelings, he was pulled into the house by Zhang Shiqian.

Wan Feng didn't tell Zhang Shiqian on the phone that Zhang Chunlei was back, so Zhang Shiqian was stunned for a long time when he saw Zhang Chunlei.

It was not until Zhang Chunlei called him "Dad" that Zhang Shiqian recognized him as his son.

"How come this looks like Bao Gong!"

Wan Feng was also puzzled by this question. There is not much sunlight in the motorcycle workshop. How did this guy make his face look like Bao Gong?

This is a mystery, and if Zhang Chunlei doesn't tell it, it will become an eternal mystery.

Zhang Shiqian found that his son had become stronger. Although he was a little darker, he seemed much more honest.

The most important thing is that the ruffian air in him is gone.

"Chen Dao said that your son would have no problem being a technician in the engine workshop, so I brought him back."

Zhang Shiqian was overjoyed: "Drink! I have to help Dabai."

Except for Xu Bin, these people were no strangers to Zhang Shiqian. They had all worked with Heihe and Maozi before. They sat down around the table without any hesitation and started eating with their chopsticks.

"Brother Zhang! Are all the work on your side finished now?" Wan Feng asked after taking a sip of wine.

"It's almost done. The factory and production lines are complete. All that's left is debugging. We guarantee that we can start production on March 1st next year."

"What about the supporting facilities?"

The last time Wan Feng came, Zhang Shiqian had only secured five or six supporting factories. Several months have passed now, and I wonder how many more he has secured.

"This is not much progress. There are four more than before, and now the total is less than ten."

There is almost no progress.

We have to wait until the product is produced and others see the confidence before making a decision.

As I said, when the capitalists see the benefits, they rush over.

"Xiao Wan! The brand of the motorcycle is still called Nanwan after it's produced?"

Wan Feng shook his head.

I just picked a random name at the beginning, but now it turns out that the name is a bit rustic and not very sophisticated at all.

"Let's use a more elegant name. Nanwan is too vulgar."

"I also think this name doesn't suit the Dongguan branch. What should it be called?"

Wan Feng suddenly remembered that in his previous life, Changling had set up a joint venture factory with someone in Dongguan, and had produced a Haojue Suzuki.

“Let’s call it Haojue AX100.”

Wan Feng made the final decision.

Changchun Suzuki is gone in this life, so Haojue Suzuki will naturally not appear either.

Isn't it natural to use this brand yourself?