The game consoles were assembled in the morning, and Wang Zhonghai and Yang Pao were preparing to load them onto the truck in the afternoon, so they could set off in the evening.
"We also want the two cars we rented last time." Wang Zhonghai made his request.
They felt very safe sitting in those two trucks last time.
After Wan Feng contacted the car for them, he returned to the factory to finalize the matter of the four motorcycles.
He had just driven to the gate of his uncle's small factory when he saw a big guy rushing out of the factory, turning along the area between the garment factory and his uncle's small factory to the hillside behind, and scooping up two shovels of dirt with a crackling sound.
This is one of the two K700 tractors, but now it is no longer a tractor, but has become a bulldozer, causing damage on the hillside.
The driver's skills are obviously not very good, and he drives the forklift crookedly.
Wan Feng slapped his head and thought, does this mean the forklift transformation was successful?
The workshop for modifying excavators is in a garage-like house in a corner behind the factory. Wan Feng almost forgot about these two big guys.
At this time, a group of people rushed out of the factory and stood at the factory gate, looking around to see where the forklift had gone.
Mr. Han, who was in charge of the modification, was also there.
"Engineer Han! Is the forklift modified?"
Wan Feng parked the car at the gate of Nanwan Factory and got out to ask Mr. Han.
"It's been remodeled. Actually, it's been a long time since we've done it. But the shovel set wasn't good enough. It wore out badly after a short time. Later, I made a shovel using the steel you brought back from the Soviet Union. That's how it works, Mr. Wan! Our domestically produced steel isn't good enough. If we want to mass-produce forklifts, we have to use imported steel to extend their lifespan."
If the steel doesn't meet the standards, don't we import it from the Soviet Union? Damn it! Border trade with the Soviet Union will stop immediately, and there will be no steel in the future.
Domestic steel products cannot even solve the quantity problem, let alone the quality problem. Who would put in the effort to solve the quality problem?
No matter what kind of crappy steel it is, as long as it can be produced, it will be sold out on the market. With such sales volume, who will care about the quality?
I wouldn't build another steel mill, would I? But without good steel, trucks and tractors wouldn't be much fun.
It will take more than ten years for China to become the world's largest steel producer.
This problem should be solved.
The forklift driver finally drove the forklift back and demonstrated it in front of Wan Feng.
It’s not clear whether it meets the requirements or not, but Wan Feng couldn’t see any difference between it and the bulldozer he remembered.
"So can we mass-produce it like this?"
Engineer Han nodded. "As long as the quality of the steel improves, there will be no other problems. I'm just worried that the engine and gearbox won't be able to keep up."
"Has it taken so long to imitate it?"
"It seems there are still some areas where we haven't passed the test. After all, this is a high-horsepower engine, so it's not that easy to imitate."
"No rush! It's still a long way to the New Year. I'm going to figure out how to solve the steel problem."
The engine must be copied and approved. If we want to produce high-horsepower tractors in the future, how can we do it without an engine?
After entering the factory, Wan Feng first solved the problem of the four motorcycles, and then wrote a letter to Shamilov in the office.
The two vehicles of Xiao Jun's fleet went to Xiaoshutun and first loaded Wang Zhonghai and Yang Pao's 30 game consoles onto the vehicles, and then went to Nanwan Factory to load the four motorcycles.
"We are going back soon, Xiao Wan! When are you going back?" Yang Pao asked before getting in the car.
"I'll have to stay for a few more days. I'll be back in three to five days at most. I might already be there when you get back. Give this letter to Zhang Zhiyuan when you go back. Have him translate it and give it to Shamilov. If I get back before you, you don't have to give this letter."
After the motorcycle was loaded onto the car, covered with tarpaulin and tied tightly with a large rope, Wang Zhonghai and Yang Pao waved goodbye to Wan Feng.
The reason why Wan Feng was delayed in returning to Longjiang by a small matter was mainly to plan a joint recruitment.
After seeing off Wang Zhonghai and Yang Pao, Wan Feng, Gu Hongzhong and Qin Guanghui discussed the recruitment and formulated the recruitment content.
That afternoon, Jiang Min brought the job notice to Yan Ling when she got home from get off work.
After dinner, Wan Feng came to the entertainment city out of boredom.
Xu Bin is at home tonight.
Because someone helped him install the machine, he finally no longer had to stay up late to install it himself.
As soon as he saw Wan Feng, Xu Bin started complaining.
"It's over. My game board is gone again."
"No way, you're almost gone after only three days back?"
"More than 80 machines have already been sold. At this rate, I'll have to go to Shenzhen in a few days. I'm getting a headache just thinking about going there."
"That means your business is booming."
"Business is booming, but I've had enough of running around Shenzhen."
"I have an idea. You can call Teng Yuanyuan and ask her to ship the goods to you using Zhang Shiqian's fleet. You can pay the fleet driver some money. Then you can remit the money to her through the post office. This way you don't have to run back and forth. But the downside is that you can't get too much goods in at once. Teng Yuanyuan won't be at ease if you get too much. What if you receive the goods but don't pay? Also, the post office's handling fees for remittances are staggering."
"Is that even possible? She won't do it. Even if I buy twenty boards at a time, it's still fifty or sixty thousand. That's not a small amount."
"This problem is actually not difficult to solve. Just marry her and her family will be yours too. I can see she's interested."
"That's going too far."
"Just give it a try. Don't you have the phone number for Teng Yuanyuan's store? I don't believe she wouldn't leave her number for you."
"There is a phone number, but a short call to Shenzhen costs dozens of yuan, and a long call costs hundreds of yuan."
"Don't always focus on the small profits in front of you. You need to have a long-term vision. There are a few reliable masters in Zhang Shiqian's team. You can leave the goods to them."
"Wait for me to contact you."
Wan Feng had no control over whether Xu Bin contacted Teng Yuanyuan or not. He was just making suggestions. If others thought it was feasible, they could give it a try. If they didn't think it was feasible, then forget it. He wouldn't lose anything.
The Nanwan factory has started a new round of recruitment, this time mainly recruiting personnel in the electronics field.
The recruitment notice was directly broadcast on television at the city level.
Yan Ling acted very quickly. Jiang Min went home at night and handed the advertisement to him. The next night, Hongya TV started broadcasting it, and the night after that, Bohai TV also started broadcasting it.
The content of the advertisement is easy to understand: recruiting people with computer skills with a monthly salary of 300 to 500 yuan, recruiting technical workers who are good at home appliance repair, with a monthly salary of 200 to 300 yuan.
As soon as the advertisement came out, the phones at the Nanwan factory started to break down, almost one after another.
The people who answered the phone were Qin Guanghui and Gu Hongzhong. The two phones at Nanwan Factory were answered non-stop all day long.
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