Ding Bo and the others knew that Zhao Lei had been tinkering with motorcycles recently, and they were really curious and looking forward to seeing how great the motorcycle would be after he modified it.
"We heard the roar of the motorcycle today, and we knew it had great power." The Dingbai District Public Security Bureau did not have any police officers on duty today. They were in the office organizing materials and writing reports, and just happened to be on time for the trip.
"It's just that the motorcycle was going too fast. When I rushed to the window, I saw a figure." Ding Bo got angry just thinking about it.
"I saw it, it was bright in color," Ding Song said as he was out on a case today. He saw Lao Gong's motorcycle whizzing by in his car. "Xiao Lei, how could you have thought that the motorcycle was red?"
Most of the existing motorcycles are military green or black. In short, there are no such eye-catching colors.
It turned out that the motorcycle modified by Zhao Lei was red. When Ding Song recalled that scene now, the shock was really great.
Zhao Lei certainly knows the shock that the red motorcycle brings to everyone. "The motorcycle should be more conspicuous so that everyone can know that there is a cool, good-looking and high-performance motorcycle coming out."
"It's like an advertisement for the motorcycle, so that everyone can rest assured that when the product comes out, there will be no need to worry about sales." Zhao Lei said casually.
Still need to worry about sales? The two brothers of the Ding family were amused, "Xiao Lei, what are you worried about? Who wouldn't like such a good motorcycle?"
"A man will definitely like it. The only thing that prevents them from buying a car is money and tickets." At this point, Ding Dingbai asked the answer he wanted to know the most, "Is this car expensive?"
"If it's a small one, it would cost more than a thousand now."
"Besides, I modified an old motorcycle. If I used new materials, each motorcycle would cost three or four thousand more."
"Of course, maybe it doesn't need to be so expensive."
"So after this thing goes into production, there will most likely be an export." I know they are tight-lipped people.
Ahhh, Ding Song and Ding Bai were both stunned. "Export?" Ding Song thought about it and immediately understood, "The country still needs foreign exchange."
"If we can increase our export products, our foreign exchange earnings will increase." Zhao Lei can think of selling motorcycles, which shows that he knows a lot.
Ding Song knew this because he had once participated in a mission to protect experts in this field, and he knew a little about this.
What he didn't expect was that Zhao Lei would know all this, which was really surprising.
"I heard someone say before that the company next door sells their motorcycles to Southeast Asia, saying that their products are good quality and low price."
"I immediately became dissatisfied. Are the things we produce so bad?"
"Not only can we offer high quality products at a low price, we can also tell them that the performance will be better."
"Why did they make all the money? We can't miss it." Zhao Lei explained why he did this.
Well, Ding Song understood that Zhao Lei’s starting point might not be what he thought, but the final result was the same.
“When I open a factory, there will be no space in the city.” Although I have been away from Beijing for a long time, I have been working in the Public Security Bureau since I came here. Because of my work, I have been to many places in Beijing and know a lot about the territory of Beijing.
Zhao Lei didn't understand these things. "Those were arranged by the higher-ups. I just followed their instructions."
Ding Song hummed, "Once the factory is no longer in the city, what will you do then?"
The factory area is not in the city. "I will come here to live on weekends."
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