Nanwan Auto faces the sea in the south. Because the port is on its east side, the sea in front of Nanwan Auto does not go far away and still makes the sound of waves in the original position.

Han Guangjia drove into the factory gate and stopped in front of the guard room.

"Where are those big trucks?" Wan Feng asked the guard, sticking his head out of the car window.

"Hello, Mr. Wan! Those big trucks you mentioned are parked in a shed in the northeast corner of the open space."

Without Wan Feng's instructions, Han Guangjia drove the car to the northeast corner.

There is indeed an open space in the northeast corner, covered by a semicircular shed. All the trucks brought back from the Soviet Union, except for those that have been dismantled, are parked here.

There are six cars in total. These remaining cars are all small cars, and the largest car is a four-axle MAZ543.

"This vehicle is a MAZ543 produced by Minsk, Belarus. During the Soviet era, Minsk produced a total of 30,000 missile vehicles, 20,000 of which were this vehicle or were modified based on it."

Wan Feng patted the wheel of the truck to introduce Zhu Guoxiong.

"We were planning to introduce this car, but I didn't expect you to bring it back in advance."

"It's not just the car. I even bought the blueprints back then, but they're almost useless now."

Zhu Guoxiong was shocked: "Lost or destroyed?"

"No! It's sitting right there."

"Then why do you say it's useless?"

"Our factory's technical engineers have altered these drawings so badly that they're unrecognizable. What's the point of the original drawings? But I'm afraid this 543 for the six-axis model won't work. The six-axis model should be 7912."

MAZ7912 and 7917 were designed for the Baiyang strategic missile. Both are seven-axle heavy trucks. The difference is that 7917 is one meter longer than 7912.

"Where?"

“Tear it down!”

"Tear it down? You spendthrift, you actually tear it down? I'm going to beat you to death!" Zhu Guoxiong got angry and took off his shoes.

"How can we understand the internal structure and improve it without dismantling it? How can we make a missile vehicle with our own style without dismantling it and analyzing it?"

"So you can make it?"

"You'll know when you come and see in two and a half years."

"If you can't do it, we'll find someone else."

"If we can't produce it in China now, FAW and Second FAW will be useless."

Unknowingly, Nanwan Motors is now no weaker than FAW and Second FAW. Even if it is not on par with them yet, the distance is not far.

Wan Feng believed that it was only a matter of time before he surpassed them, and it wouldn't be long.

After looking at the car, the next step is to study the food.

It's already noon, so of course we have to think about what to eat.

When Wen Guanghua heard that the group's president was coming, he hurried over with two deputy factory directors.

When Wan Feng and his friends arrived, they found a hotel called Seafood Restaurant across from the oil road in front of the Nanwan Motorway Gate.

The hotel is a four-story building with a fairly large area. In front of the hotel is a parking lot, where some vehicles are parked in a mess.

"Who owns the hotel at the door?" Wan Feng asked Wen Guanghua.

"Who opened it? Who else but Yu Qingtao?"

"Is this bastard building a restaurant here to win over the people who corrupted South Bay Motors?"

Wen Guanghua quickly expressed his opinion upon hearing this: "Boss Wan! We didn't eat it."

Wan Feng glanced at Wen Guanghua's stomach and said, "Look at your stomach, which is already starting to rot. Who would believe that you haven't eaten?"

Wen Guanghua was at a loss for words. "Boss Wan! Yu Qingtao opened that restaurant mainly to serve those people from other places who came to Nanwan to buy cars. We haven't even been in there once."

"I didn't tell you to go in, but we're going in for a big meal at noon today. If Yu Qingtao doesn't give us a 20% discount, I'll tear down his restaurant."

Zhu Guoxiong muttered, "This is just a fucking bandit."

Wan Feng and his men swaggered into the restaurant.

"Waiter! Serve the food!"

A waitress came over in confusion: "What do you want to eat?"

"Pick out the best seafood you have and serve ten dishes. If you like it, I'll pay you. If you don't, I won't pay you anything."

The waiter saw that these people had just gotten out of the South Bay car and greeted them with a smile: "I guarantee you will be satisfied."

Their boss said that anyone who gets out of a car from South Bay and enters the restaurant will get a 20% discount, and they must smile no matter what the other person says.

Wan Feng had no idea there was this one, so when he found out he gave it a 50% discount.

During the meal, Wan Feng assigned the task to Wen Guanghua.

"Remember the blueprints and technical materials left over from when we dismantled those Soviet trucks?"

Wen Guanghua nodded.

"Then find the technical materials for the MAZ7912 and have the technical department research it. It'll take two and a half years to build a six-axle truck. Do you have the confidence?"

Wen Guanghua did not answer immediately, but remained silent for half a minute with an innocent expression.

“What are the technical requirements?”

"It just needs to be able to carry a hundred tons of stuff." This is what Zhu Guoxiong added.

Wan Feng was quite contemptuous of Zhu Guoxiong. When he asked about the time, Zhu Guoxiong said that it was enough to be able to run. Now he said that it had to be able to carry a hundred tons of weight.

Wen Guanghua nodded: "Let's try it."

"Don't just try, we have to make it. This is related to whether our Nanwan Automobile can have a big business in the future."

"You think about money all day long, why don't you say you are contributing to the country?"

"Grandpa! You're talking without any hesitation, but this is money! A car this big costs millions. If I build it and you don't want it, who will I ask to reimburse me for these millions of dollars?"

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