Wan Qianxiang brought technicians from the Huanghai Battery Factory into the workshop.

After entering the Qianxiang Battery Factory, the two technicians from the Huanghai Battery Factory were a little dumbfounded.

This doesn't seem like a factory. It's so clean that if beds were put in it, it could be a hotel.

Does the factory need to be so clean?

Not only is the workshop clean, but all the equipment is clean as well, and they are all new.

A production line is in operation, which is semi-automated from making lead paste, coating the board and curing to assembly.

The two technicians from the Huanghai Factory sighed secretly. Not to mention the cleanliness, even their equipment was enviable.

Little did he know that almost all of Jiangwei's companies were like this. No matter whether the equipment was new or old, the workshop was guaranteed to be clean.

This is the unit with the most serious oil pollution. The walls cannot be guaranteed to be clean, but the things in the unit are guaranteed to be placed neatly and there is not much dust on the ground.

Although this is not a hard and fast rule set by anyone, it is the way it is in Nanwan Group, and the supporting factories under it are also following suit, trying to make sure they do the same.

Wan Qianxiang asked the workers to find a random battery and put it on the measuring table.

The technicians at Huanghai Factory felt a little dizzy when looking at the data on the monitor.

Is this data true?

This is nearly 30 percent higher than the overall performance of the batteries they produce.

This was a statistic that surprised them greatly.

When they returned to the office and told Li Zhixing what they had seen and heard, Li Zhixing was a little surprised.

"Thirty percent higher than our battery performance?"

The two technicians nodded.

"Let's go back to the factory immediately."

"How did you get here?"

"Take a ride!" Li Zhixing said honestly.

"Since you're not having lunch here, I'll take you back and visit your factory."

Wan Feng drove Li Zhixing and three others to the Hongya Battery Factory.

Li Zhixing left one person to accompany Wan Feng on the tour while he went to report to the factory director.

There is no need to go into the workshop to look. The yard of Huanghai Battery is full of batteries, which are placed all over the ground. There are probably hundreds of them.

The batteries are all connected to charging cables, and you can tell they are charging.

Some workers in oily and twisted work clothes were busy, some were adding water to the batteries, some were connecting wires, and some were lifting the charged batteries to the side and stacking them up.

The technician brought Wan Feng a set of labor protection, and Wan Feng put it on and entered the workshop.

The battery production technology in the workshop is very backward. Whether it is the preparation of lead powder, paste coating and board curing, or assembly and acid injection, it is all done manually.

There is a strange smell in the air.

It is still the most primitive working method, as if their working method has not changed for decades.

This is a world of difference compared to the battery production line and environment of Qianxiang Battery Factory.

Wan Feng stayed in the workshop for a while and then left. The production environment was too bad. It would be harmful to the health of elderly people if they worked in such an environment.

He was also very disappointed. He thought that a company with decades of production history should have some technological accumulation, but now he was afraid that these were all he saw.

What kind of technology is this?

It's a miracle that they have survived for so many years relying on this kind of battery.

There are probably not many dry battery manufacturers in China now, otherwise such companies would have gone bankrupt long ago.

The only asset of the Huanghai Battery Factory may be its more than 200 skilled workers.

As Wan Feng walked out of the workshop, the bell for the end of get off work rang.

Li Zhixing came out of the office and waved to Wan Feng.

"Our factory director wants to talk to you."

"You guys are off work now, why don't you go out for dinner? It's my treat."

This time Li Zhixing did not object. He turned back and went into the office. After a while, he came out with two men in their forties.

"This is Wei Keyi, the secretary of our Huanghai Factory, and this is Nian Jihong, the factory director."

"Secretary Wei, Director Nian, it's nice to meet you." Wan Feng shook hands with the two leaders of the battery factory.

"Boss Wan! You're incredibly famous in Hongya! I'm truly honored to have met you!"

"You two leaders are joking. Why don't we go out for a quick meal after get off work this afternoon? It's my treat!"

"What are you talking about? You are a guest here, how can I let you treat me?"

The four of them walked out of the Huanghai Factory chatting and laughing.

There is a restaurant right at the factory gate, called Ruyi Hotel, which looks like it has a history.

"Just eat here."

The two leaders of the battery factory invited Wan Feng into the restaurant.

It was obvious that these people were regulars here, as they ordered six dishes without even looking at the menu.

The dishes were served very quickly, in just over ten minutes, along with a bottle of Shuanggou wine.

"Mr. Wan! Would you like some white wine?" Nian Jihong asked.

Wan Feng shook his head: "I can drink a bottle of beer, but not a sip of liquor. But I won't drink beer today. I drove here."

"A bottle of beer is like water, it's okay to drink it." Nian Jihong gave Wan Feng a bottle of beer without saying anything.

"Director Nian! I really don't want to drink! It's okay to say whatever you want now. It's too late to regret after something happens."

"Old man! He drove here, so if you don't want to drink, then don't drink." Secretary Wei stopped Nian Jihong from urging him to drink.

The other three people were not driving, so they each had a cup, and Wan Feng just drank the beverage.

"Boss Wan! Section Chief Li has explained everything to us regarding the trademark issue. We've never experienced what you're describing. I called the court and asked, and isn't what you said true? You're right. Our awareness of trademark protection is so poor. Factory Director Nian and I would like to offer you a toast. Thank you for your understanding and returning the trademark to us. You can have a drink instead."

Li Zhixing is an interesting guy. He was originally a sales section chief, but this guy actually told him that he was the factory director in charge of sales.

Is being a factory manager addictive?

Wei Keyi raised his glass.

Wan Feng didn't raise his glass. "Secretary Wei, returning the trademark to you is no problem, but I have a condition. Didn't Section Chief Li tell you?"

"I told you, isn't it just your cousin using our Huanghai trademark? It's no big deal! No problem."

"Secretary Wei! This is a very important matter. If you agree to it, you can ask someone to notarize it. Empty promises won't do."

Of course this needs to be notarized. What if these two old guys retire or are transferred in the future and the next person doesn’t allow them to use them?

"I need it notarized, but I'm afraid it won't be possible today, and it's too late to find a lawyer."

"There's no rush. You can take this opportunity to learn more about trademark law. You can wait until you understand it before signing the agreement."

"Boss Wan! Section Chief Li said your uncle... that's really awkward, why not just say your brother's?"

Wan Feng smiled and nodded.

Indeed, your uncle sounds like an insult.