After arranging for the visitors from China to rest at the hotel, Xing Baohua communicated with Sequoia Capital to arrange for them to visit the production lines in Afghanistan and Pakistan as soon as possible.
Sequoia Capital replied that they would arrange it as soon as possible and give us news in the next few days.
Xing Baohua had just returned home when Wei Laisong called: "Where are you?"
"Just got home, what's wrong?"
“I’ve come all the way to Hong Kong, and you’re practically a local, yet you just leave me at the hotel unattended. You should at least treat me to a meal and make some arrangements!”
Wei Laisong's words immediately made Xing Baohua realize that although the boy looked very serious, he was actually quite frivolous inside.
"I don't have time. Who told you to come without telling me? What? Okay, I'll arrange for someone to come find you later and take you out for some fun."
"Do you have any H coins? Never mind, I'll have someone bring you some cash later. Food and drinks are on me." With that, Xing Baohua hung up the phone.
Xing Baohua didn't know much about Wei Laisong's background, but judging from various aspects, he wielded considerable influence. Coupled with this recent phone call, it's clear that he also yearns for the glamorous world.
Xing Baohua was thinking about who would be suitable to take him out to play, and after thinking about it, he felt that Liangzi was the most suitable.
None of those interesting shareholders were suitable. Most importantly, it was awkward; Xing Baohua had invited them to be his guests, which created a debt of gratitude. This kind of favor had to be repaid.
Liangzai still has some influence, and he can handle things promptly. Besides, he's a local bigwig, and he knows all the fun places and good food.
Xing Baohua called Liangzi to ask if he had time.
Even if you don't have time, you have to say you do when your boss calls.
As a result, this is the job I got.
Xing Baohua also gave Liangzai some instructions, asking him to take his friends to experience the unique culture of Hong Kong.
Explore the food stalls, bars, and dance halls, then wander around Portland Street at your leisure.
If you encounter a problem you can't solve, call him immediately.
Food, drinks, and entertainment were all arranged for Wei Laisong.
When I saw him the next day, he looked like he had lost his soul and was completely out of sorts.
But he still gritted his teeth and followed the team to the modification factory.
"Are you sure you can handle this? If not, go back and rest. You look terrible. How much did you drink last night?" Xing Baohua said, leaning closer to Wei Laisong.
"Don't even mention it. I never expected that imported liquor would have such a strong aftereffect. I usually only drink one bottle, but I drank more than two last night."
Wei Laisong said, his head down and his eyes covered.
Xing Baohua shook his head. "You're so bold and energetic since you first arrived in this place!"
Xing Baohua knew what happened last night in the morning. Liang Zai had arranged everything perfectly; they went to Lan Kwai Fong for drinks and dancing first.
This guy actually hired three people to drink with him, how could he not drink too much?
Those guys who were there to drink with the customers were hoping to earn commissions by drinking more and spending more money.
They kept drinking with him in all sorts of ways, playing dice and finger-guessing games, making Wei Laisong lose every time.
The finger-guessing game in the north is different from the one here. Wei Laisong doesn't know anything about fifteen or twenty, or tigers, sticks, or chickens.
When he finally refused to continue, the drinking companions used other tricks, such as using their mouths as wine glasses to force him to drink. With such a stimulating method, how could Wei Laisong drink less?
Once we left Lan Kwai Fong, I was so drunk I was completely disoriented.
As for the massage on Portland Street, he probably didn't get to experience it even though he was so drunk.
Zhang and Chu, who had come along, had already gathered at the front to watch the dismantling of the scattered DMC parts.
The car model is no longer recognizable.
The people working at this moment were those brought by Overeicht, and they were measuring the chassis and suspension data.
Everything else is irrelevant.
Ah Liang's men helped out on the sidelines, while those who had nothing else to do stood by, smoking and watching.
Upon seeing Xing Baohua arrive, Overeich waved to him, and Wei Laisong followed, swaying as he went.
“Xing, you’ve come at the right time. Let me show you the DMC chassis,” Overrich said to Xing Baohua, pointing to the chassis not far away.
Xing Baohua looked in the direction the finger was pointing and was immediately stunned.
This somewhat overturned his understanding of the system.
Generally, the chassis consists of a rectangular frame that supports the body shell.
But the DMC chassis is a combination of two Y-shaped parts, one facing forward and the other backward.
A thick crossbeam supports it in the middle. The engine is placed in the front opening, and the fuel tank is placed in the back.
As for how to complement the car body, Xing Baohua had no idea.
Since the DMC is rear-wheel drive, it does not need a driveshaft. Under the thick crossbeam in the middle are some wires and gear shift linkages.
Seeing this bizarre chassis, Xing Baohua felt like crying.
“Xing, this is Lotus’s territory,” Overecht said to the man with a pained expression.
"What kind of car is Lotus? What country is it from?" It's no wonder Xing Baohua was ignorant; he really hadn't heard of it.
Unlike Porsche or Ferrari, which are quite famous.
"The cars from the United States, Toyota acquired a little over 2% of the shares in 1983, and GM acquired the whole company last year. Lotus models are very famous in the racing and sports car world. Especially racing cars, they have won many championships in F1."
Xing Baohua pointed at the DMC chassis and said, "Don't tell me this is an F1 chassis?"
"Yes and no. This type of chassis is called a monocoque chassis, which is mostly used in racing cars or sports cars. The DMC chassis has obviously been modified to be used by DMC," Overecht explained.
"So this chassis is only suitable for sports cars and not for other models?" Xing Baohua asked.
Seeing Ofreich nod, Xing Baohua felt a chill run down his spine.
Come to think of it, they build cars based on sports cars, not to mention they even used F1 chassis design.
The car body can't be too high, otherwise it will accelerate too quickly and easily take off.
“Hey, Xing, if DMC has all the technology for this chassis, I’d like to add our AMG engine, and we could break 3 seconds in 100 meters?” Overecht said.
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