Zhang Xuan did not question it and seemed to think that this was also a problem.

"Then I'll go home and take a look today."

Wan Feng was delighted: "That's right! Talk to Feng Er and ask her to stay home for a few more days, or Mom will always say that you have grown independent and neglected your family."

Wan Feng really hopes that Zhang Xuan can stay at home for ten days or so, and it’s okay if she doesn’t come back until the end of the year.

So that he won’t come back to bother you.

Luan Feng is a ball of fire, and once the fire is burned out, it's over.

But Zhang Xuan is very energetic and has the energy to run a marathon. In Wan Feng's words, women who are reserved and reserved are scary.

Zhang Xuan pouts when the words "repressed and reserved" are mentioned.

There's no point in pouting. You're already a reserved person, so why are you not allowed to say it?

You see, the problem has been solved. Without Zhang Xuan as an accomplice, Luan Feng is no match for him. She surrendered after a fierce battle. I will show you how to make you lose everything.

Someone's heart seemed to be as bright as the sun, and he couldn't help humming a little tune.

I didn’t go home at noon. I had a meal in the company cafeteria and then took a nap in the office.

When it was time to go to work, I went into the original AX100 workshop to watch the people in the equipment production department install the Feiyue 100 assembly line.

The day after the two AX100 production lines were removed, the layout of the workshop underwent some minor modifications to suit the installation of the Feiyue 100 production line.

After the layout modification was completed, the line of Feiyue 100 began to be installed. So far, Line A has been half installed.

Thirty or forty people in the equipment production department were busy installing and calibrating the equipment.

This is a production line with a capacity of 100,000 units. It is expected to be installed by late May and formal production should begin in June.

When Wan Feng saw these production lines, he remembered that old man Zhang Shiqian would probably come and make trouble again.

Every time a new car production line is launched in Nanwan, he would come and complain, saying that Xiwan was raised by a stepmother and always lagged behind Nanwan in terms of new car updates.

Can South Bay be blamed for this?

The R&D department is in Nanwan. If Nanwan doesn’t ship it first, should it be shipped to Xiwan and shipped there first?

That doesn't make sense!

Wan Feng asked Guan Hai if Xiwan knew that Nanwan had started installing a new car production line.

Guan Hai shook his head.

This is not good. Even if Xiwan cannot get the new car with Nanwan, the news should still be told to them.

I'll call him and tell him when I get back to the office.

The Equipment Production Department still has a line, so let him pull it back to install it. It doesn’t matter if Line B in Nanwan is a little late.

After coming out of the installation workshop, Wan Feng went to Chen Dao to chat with him.

Chen Dao no longer stays in the R&D department very often. There are hundreds of college students in his department. These people are knowledgeable and smart, and they have advanced ideas that young people have. A variety of R&D ideas emerge one after another.

Chen Dao felt exhausted staying with this group of college students, as his thinking simply couldn't keep up.

Fortunately, he is a person who can quickly integrate into others and fully supports these college students, otherwise the generation gap issue would make him very angry.

Chen Dao was reading a racing magazine in his office, looking at the various motorcycles participating in international racing competitions.

There was also a little girl in his office with two pigtails of chili peppers, squatting on the ground and drawing with chalk.

"Coriander! No! Cabbage! No, that's not right either. Now I remember, it's cabbage!"

Seeing the little girl Wan Feng made a surprised sound.

The little girl inherited her mother's genes and grew up to be very beautiful.

The little girl's black eyes saw Wan Feng coming in like a big bad wolf, and she ran to Chen Dao, hugged Chen Dao's thighs and secretly looked at the bad uncle.

She just vaguely remembered that this bad uncle would call her some messy names every time he saw her.

She was so angry! Even if you call her a flower, just call her a dish!

Chen Huicai is five years old this year. She is one year younger than Han Tiezhu and seems to be one year older than Xu Gangqiu.

"Huicai, come here, uncle, I have some delicious food on me."

Wan Feng tried to find something on his body that could appease the child, but after searching for a long time he couldn't even find a candy wrapper.

So he had to take out a bill for four heads.

If Han Tiezhu saw it, he would run over to grab it, then run out to buy it.

Liang Hongying would pout every time this happened, saying that their children had been led astray by Wan Feng and only knew how to spend money at such a young age.

But this method had no effect on Chen Huicai, who was completely indifferent.

"Uncle Chen, doesn't your Huicai know money?"

This is unscientific. Is there any woman who doesn't like money?

Chen Daoxin was tired again. He asked his daughter to call him uncle, and then he turned around and called himself uncle. What kind of seniority is this?

"Last time you called me coriander, and this time you called me gray vegetable. Humph! You're never sure what you say!"

The little girl was unhappy. Coriander sounded better than gray cabbage after all.

"Ah? Was it Coriander last time? Then it's Coriander! Coriander! Will you be my daughter-in-law when you grow up?"

"No!" Chen Xiangcai refused without thinking.

It’s over, the future father-in-law is despised.

"Fuck, do you know how much face your uncle has? You actually refuse to do it? Then you will regret it when you grow up."

Chen Dao laughed. This guy is almost thirty years old, how come he can still fool even a child?

"Xiao Wan, come here! Let me tell you something. Some of those college kids want to race cars."

Wan Feng was shocked. "Making a racing car? That's ridiculous. We don't need that stuff, and we're not participating in international competitions."

Racing is a huge pitfall, and it requires a lot of money to fill.

They don't even have a 125 engine now, so making a racing car is a bit far-fetched.

"We are not going to participate in international competitions. We are making off-road and track-style motorcycles, and our main target audience is young people."

"That's a good idea. Young people are a large group of people who lack everything except money."

Chen Dao smiled and said, "Your point of view is quite novel. The first thing you thought of is that they have no money."

"Of course, how can they buy it without money? I still support this idea, but the prerequisite is that we have to have at least a 125cc engine. What's the point of making an off-road vehicle with a 90cc engine?"

It means that you don’t have to participate in international competitions, but if you do, you have to make something similar. You can’t just make something that looks similar but doesn’t have as much horsepower. That won’t work.

“Those guys have already started designing 125 engines, and not only 125s, but also 150s and 250s.”

Wan Feng was puzzled: "There's no report? How can they do research without money?"

"These guys are arguing. Once they're done, they'll write a report and ask for money. I'd like to see your face turn green. I think that would be quite exciting."

Money is not a problem, I’m just worried that they won’t be able to figure it out.

Now that the issue of whether or not motorcycles exist has been resolved, the next step should be to develop in the high-end direction.

If these college students dare to do it, Wan Feng also wants to see what results they will achieve.