Wan Feng just took a quick look in the workshop and came out.
The instant noodle factory is about to open, so he has to go and take a look.
As soon as he walked out of the motorcycle factory, Wan Feng saw a convoy entering Xiwan and stopping at the entrance of the motorcycle factory.
As the door of one of the trucks opened, Teng Kang jumped out and ran towards Wan Feng with a smile on his face.
No need to ask, this guy must be here to pull the cart.
"Mr. Wan, when did you come?"
"You came here at an unfortunate time yesterday afternoon. The opening ceremony had already ended."
"I left Shenzhen this morning, but I never thought it would take over an hour to get through the second-line customs today. Otherwise, I would have come here."
"How many cars did you hire? It's such a long fleet."
"Fifteen. I'll be ready to bring back three hundred."
The Haojue car factory just opened today. Although the designed daily output is 800 vehicles, it can't even produce 300 vehicles on the first day.
I guess Teng Kang won’t be able to complete his mission today.
In just a short while, some more trucks arrived at the open space outside the Haojue factory.
Judging from the license plates, there are people from Guangzhou, Zhaoqing, Zhuhai and everywhere else.
Everything in front of the Nanwan factory is perfectly replicated here.
Compared with the grand and enthusiastic opening of Haojue Motorcycle Factory, the opening of Xiwan Master Kong instant noodles is like a drop in the bucket.
If the opening of the Haojue Motorcycle Factory was high-profile, luxurious and grand, the opening of the instant noodle factory was low-key and simple.
Moreover, in the eyes of Dongguan city leaders, it is not as valued as the motorcycle factory.
This is normal. Compared with an industrial manufacturing project, the instant noodle factory does not have much value, so it is understandable that people do not pay attention to it.
Only the leaders of Dalingzi Township paid more attention to it. After the opening ceremony of Haojue Factory, the township head accompanied the city leaders and the secretary came here.
Wan Feng, one of the shareholders, and the secretary of Dalingzi Township attended the opening ceremony.
The Xiwan Instant Noodle Factory has an annual output of 80 million packs, with two brands: Braised Beef and Pickled Cabbage. Preliminary estimates suggest that this can meet the needs of the urban cluster in this area.
The factory director was a man named Zheng Binggan who was recommended by Zhang Shiqian locally. He was about thirty-six or thirty-seven years old and looked smart and capable.
Xia Qiulong and his team also plan to open another branch in the western region, striving to achieve an annual output of 300 million bags.
It was impossible to manage so many branches by ourselves, so we started to use local people to manage them.
Xia Qiulong, Yu Hongchui and Liu He attended the opening ceremony and spoke on stage.
Wan Feng did not go on stage. He is now just a shareholder of the instant noodle factory and he would definitely not show up if he could avoid it.
The opening ceremony lasted for more than ten minutes. Then, accompanied by Zheng Binggan, the secretary of Dalingzi Township went into the workshop to see how instant noodles were produced.
When Wan Feng was about to follow in, a car drove up to the door of the instant noodle factory and a beautiful woman walked into the factory accompanied by two bodyguards.
"Lin Lairong! What are you doing here?" Wan Feng was surprised to see Lin Lairong.
Lin Lairong looked at Wan Feng and was dazzled: "Then what are you doing here?"
"Haha! I'm a shareholder of this instant noodle factory and also an investor in Haojue Motorcycle over there. What do you think I'm doing here?"
"You have a hand in this instant noodle? That's not easy!"
"What are you talking about? Is this what someone who has received higher education in Eagle Country should say?" Wan Feng said righteously.
"I want to introduce your instant noodles to Xianggang. If the sales are good, I will introduce it to Taiwan."
"Tsk! The combined population is less than our entire province's. How much sales can such a tiny market possibly hold?"
Instant noodles are not in short supply now, so I don’t really care whether I go to Xianggang Taiwan Wanfeng or not.
"Hey, you look so powerful, do you think the combined market of Xianggang and Taiwan is not as good as your mainland market?"
Why does this mainland kid always act so arrogant?
"Don't look at the fact that the living standards in mainland China are still low, and they may not be as good as you in spending on luxury goods, but when it comes to instant noodles, Hunan, Hong Kong, and Taiwan are really no match. Besides, I have a motorcycle, but you don't sell it to me, but you sell instant noodles? Are you people from Hunan and Hong Kong so narrow-minded? And if you can speak Mandarin, don't mix in those messed-up languages. You've stopped mixing in English and started mixing in Cantonese. You'll die if you don't mix in those languages for a while!"
Wan Feng's words choked Lin Lairong.
He is a country bumpkin after all, and his speech has no manners at all.
"I haven't seen your motorcycle yet. I need to see what it looks like before I make a decision. Now I want to talk about the instant noodles."
"I can't help you with that. If you want to ask, go ask Director Zheng."
"Aren't you in charge too?"
"I'm just a shareholder. I'm only responsible for distributing the money. Do you think someone of my status would be in charge of anything else?"
Lin Lairong always acts so arrogant, I have to be more arrogant than her.
If you want to talk, you have to talk to the factory manager under me. I don’t have time to deal with you.
Lin Lairong didn't go to find Zheng Binggan but instead frowned at Wan Feng: "I find you really arrogant, little guy. Mainlanders are all respectful to us, but you are an exception."
"Haha! That's just other people. In my eyes, everyone is the same. Even white people are nothing special in my eyes."
"What is white skin?"
"You don't even understand white people? Look, where are the people with white skin? Isn't Xianggang now ruled by white people?"
"You're really being too arrogant. You even look down on foreigners?"
What's wrong with foreigners?
"What's so great about foreigners? They don't even have an extra head."
Lin Lairong was speechless. She didn't understand where Wan Feng got such confidence. Could it be that he was so arrogant just because he had 18 million?
"Are you rich? Don't think you're rich just because you have tens of millions."
Wan Feng felt a sense of accomplishment for being able to provoke the arrogant eldest daughter of the Lin family to lose her temper.
"Look! You dare to laugh at my lack of quality? You will never understand my quality. Okay, now that I've finished talking nonsense, it's time to get down to business. Any news on my car test bench?"
"The goods have been ordered, but they won't arrive for a month or two."
Wan Feng became more and more certain that the predecessor of Juchuang Trading was smuggling, otherwise it would be impossible to explain why they could get anything.
"Once I've settled the instant noodle deal, I'm going to come over to your place and see why you're so arrogant all the time."
"Welcome! But I have to finish my business before I go back. If you can't wait, go ahead by yourself. But don't blame me if no one greets you."
Lin Lairong snorted and entered the instant noodle workshop to discuss the issue of instant noodles entering Hunan and Hong Kong with Zheng Binggan.
Wan Feng did not enter the instant noodle factory workshop but walked out of the instant noodle factory. It should be time for Zhang Shiqian to take the leaders to lunch.
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