This trip to South America started in Buenos Aires, Argentina, before transferring south to the industrial zone of Porto Bulaca.
DMC's factory is about ten kilometers away from the seaport.
The population density here is not high, and there are no tall buildings to be seen.
In China, this kind of place would be described as a godforsaken place.
It's clear that this area is indeed sparsely populated.
Currently, there are only about thirty people remaining at the factory, most of whom are security guards looking after the property and equipment.
Xing Baohua didn't understand these things, while Overeicht, Zhang Gong, Chu Gong, and others inspected various equipment on the assembly line.
Fortunately, 70% of it is usable; a small portion of the equipment and parts were stolen. According to Overeicht, it is usable, and those are small, easily replaceable parts.
This production line is relatively advanced, consisting of semi-automated equipment with a master control program.
The robotic arms used for automatic welding alone are very valuable. A whole assembly line consisting of sixteen fully automated robotic arms.
At the time, DMC advertised that they could assemble thirty cars a day.
Annual production can reach more than 10,000 units.
The two production lines had a combined capacity of over 20,000 vehicles and involved huge investments, but DMC went bankrupt after only a few days. The venture capitalists were devastated; they had funded the construction of these facilities.
The production line is usable. Don't be fooled by the fact that it's secondhand; it's practically brand new.
Xing Baohua discussed the price of the production line with Sequoia Capital, who were accompanying him on the inspection, and was told that the line cost $80 million.
Xing Baohua immediately shook his head, saying it was too expensive, and refused to bargain.
Wei Laisong walked up to Xing Baohua and asked, "How much do you think is appropriate?"
"Second-hand production lines are unwanted right now, and we're the only ones with that business. Don't rush to buy them, or they won't lower the price. At the current price, they're still much more expensive than new production lines."
"Take your time, no rush. As long as we stay calm, they're the ones who'll be anxious," Xing Baohua said to Wei Laisong. Actually, he was afraid that Wei Laisong would show that he was eager to buy it.
After spending a day in Afghanistan, I flew to Pakistan without stopping.
The charm of South America, the samba of South America.
This place is both heaven and hell.
Poverty and wealth can be distinguished at a glance here.
The bikinis on the beach and the voluptuous women are truly dazzling.
Xing Baohua and his team were protected by a group of heavily armed security guards, numbering more than thirty.
There was no other way; the place we came from was called Rio, and the factory just happened to be not far from the favela. I guess they thought the wages here were too low when they built the factory?
The paradise of sinners is actually just a place where people are desperate for money and have no other choice.
In ancient times, when we encountered famine years, there was an old saying: "Poor mountains and bad waters abound..."
It's the same idea anyway.
The production line here is similar to that in Afghanistan, except that there are very few spare parts.
The main components are still there; those that can be taken away or disassembled are basically nowhere to be seen. What remains are mostly large components; thankfully, the core elements cannot be taken.
The Sequoia Capital representatives, feeling awkward, didn't know how much money to ask for.
After final discussions, the final price was 50 million for two lines.
Even five million felt like too much to Xing Baohua.
There's nothing to see here; it's better to go to the beach and see the surging waves and bikinis.
Actually, the production line in Pakistan is no longer important. After buying it, we still have to source the parts, debug it, and so on.
However, it's still useful to find engineers or technicians who used to work at this factory.
This can shorten the training period and allow them to start working immediately.
But now is not the time; Xing Baohua has his own plans. He'll stall for time; no one in finance can escape this year's financial quagmire.
When the time is right, Xing Baohua will take the opportunity to lower the price.
Since we've come all the way to Samba, let's soak up the sun and feast our eyes on it.
Wei Laisong wanted to have some fun, but unfortunately, he couldn't because of the language barrier.
What Xing Baohua didn't expect was that Wei Laisong also dragged him to watch a ball game.
"Hua Zi, what do you think about forming a team in our city?" Wei Laisong said to Xing Baohua from the stands.
These words greatly frightened Xing Baohua. Back then, Wang, the richest man in China, once said, "If we can't afford to play ball, nobody can."
Wei Laisong is really trying to ruin himself!
"Forget about building one, I'll buy one when I have the money?"
"Buy one? Which one?" Wei Laisong asked Xing Baohua in surprise, turning his head to look at her.
"I don't know. First you need money, then you need someone to sell it to. That should be achievable," Xing Baohua said, fiddling with the water.
“Aren’t you quite wealthy now? Listen to me, the Sports Bureau wants to establish a national league. If we form one now, we might be able to get a chance to shine in the national league. That would definitely be good for promoting our rice,” Wei Laisong continued to persuade.
"You son of a bitch!"
"What?"
"Damn it, I've put up with you for too long! Go find someone else to form a team, don't come to me. No matter how rich I am, I can't fill that hole, you know?" Xing Baohua was completely enraged.
In response to Xing Baohua's angry words, Wei Laisong also said, "If you don't want to run the team, just say so. Why are you getting so angry? My uncle didn't provoke you. If this were in China, my uncle would have been punished long ago for saying that."
This left Xing Baohua speechless, so he asked, "What does your uncle do?"
"I'm not telling you, anyway, you can't afford to mess with me. The kind of person who could kill you eight times over with just a few words." Wei Laisong didn't care about Xing Baohua's expression and shrugged indifferently.
"But let me tell you, don't even think about contacting the team, I really can't afford to mess around! Also, when you get back this time, get the airport sorted out first. Don't wait for any paperwork, just plan out the site first. Build while you wait for the paperwork, that way the process will be faster." Xing Baohua said loudly, the chaotic noise from the sidelines forcing him to speak loudly.
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