Wan Feng said that Zhou Liming was not wrong at all for flirting with him as soon as he came back.
After returning to Jiangwei yesterday, this guy went home to recuperate.
His family originally lived in Dagou, Wulu Village, Wulu Township, six miles away from Jiangwei.
Zhou Liming is the second child in the family, with a younger sister and two younger brothers.
With so many children in a family, he would have to move out sooner or later, so he bought a house in Dongshan Phase II at the beginning of the year.
It didn't cost the family a penny.
He used his savings from working at the security company and joining Nanwan Group over the years.
Now he lives alone in Dongshan Community.
He just came back from out of town and has a day off.
This guy took advantage of this day's rest and went to the paging station early in the morning.
This time he was going to seriously ask Zhang Juan to be his partner. If she agreed, they would go ahead with it. If she disagreed, he would continue to refuse.
Anyway, he planned to spend the rest of his life with Zhang Juan.
Therefore, Zhou Liming dressed up like a decent person and even picked a bunch of wild flowers from the roadside like a city dweller.
He walked into the paging station with a smile on his face.
Unexpectedly, when Zhang Juan saw him, she picked up a shovel without saying a word.
"Hello! Zhang Juan! I have something to tell you."
"Let me take some pictures first."
Zhou Liming looked at the shovel. Should he slap it first? If he gets slapped, he might end up in a wheelchair in his next life.
"Oh my god! This is going to break me. What if you become a widow in your next life?"
This sentence undoubtedly added fuel to the fire, and Zhang Juan rushed forward like a bull seeing a red cloth.
When Zhou Liming saw that things were going badly, he made a prompt decision and turned around and ran away.
Zhang Juan chased after him, shovel in hand: "Don't run! If you let me take a picture of you, I'll be your wife!"
Zhou Liming has no intention of slowing down. Even if he doesn't want you to be his wife, he won't let you take a photo. If you are photographed as a eunuch, there is no point in marrying you. You will just be treated as a painting!
Zhou Liming adhered to the spirit of a hero who never suffers a loss in front of him and ran much faster than a rabbit.
Zhang Juan's physical fitness is not to be underestimated, and she chased after him like the wind.
Zhou Liming ran from the paging station into the Nanwan new factory in a flash. Damn, he had never run so fast in his life. If he had run this fast in the National Games last year, he would have won the championship.
After finally escaping the enemy's pursuit, he was captured by Wan Feng and forced to do forced labor as soon as he stopped.
Does this mean that you have just escaped from the wolf's den and entered the tiger's den?
It was not until I was almost on the fourth floor with everyone that I remembered that I was taking a day off today.
What a shame, a nice day off was ruined.
Damn you, woman, why don't you just talk about love with me under the moonlight? You have to use a shovel to talk about love with me, and this day of vacation is wasted.
Wan Feng had no idea about Zhou Liming's resentment, and even if he knew, he couldn't help.
He is still busy now, so he doesn't care about other people's private affairs.
"Mr. Wan! If these truck models are all rolled off the production line, what else are we researching?" Wen Guanghua sat down leaning against the toolbox.
The dump truck will be put into production soon, and the construction, installation and production of the two truck production lines will probably be completed by September. It seems that their R&D team will have nothing to do next.
"We have plenty of trucks for you to research. Once our small-tonnage trucks have stood the test of the market, we will research large-tonnage and extra-large-tonnage trucks. I didn't buy so many heavy trucks from the Soviet Union just for you to take pictures."
Many of the heavy trucks that Wan Feng bought from the Soviet Union are still parked in the open space outside the back wall of the garment factory, and have become the background for many people to take photos.
It would be fine if you were standing on the ground to take pictures of these people using trucks as backgrounds, but what's the big deal if you were standing on top of the trucks to take pictures?
Those heavy trucks on the six or seven bridges are taller than a floor. Aren’t you afraid of falling down and getting paralyzed?
Besides, it was understandable for the young man to go up there, to show his bravery! If that silly girl was impressed by his bravery, that would be a reward.
But if you run up to me, girl, who are you showing your bravery to?
That idiot Luan Feng actually took quite a few photos like this, including one in which he stood on the main cab of a MAZ543 and did the one-legged stand.
This made Wan Feng so angry that he almost fainted.
You are not eighteen or nineteen years old anymore!
After being severely spanked by Wan Feng, such a thing never happened again.
Wanfeng is preparing to charge a fee. If they charge one yuan for each scene, they can probably make back 10,000 or 20,000 yuan a year.
Later on, we thought about it and didn’t implement it. Instead, we surrounded these trucks with iron-blooded nets and no one was allowed to go in and take pictures.
Who will be responsible if something goes wrong?
"Large-tonnage trucks? What tonnage should we research next?"
"The next step is to move to 10- to 30-ton trucks, mainly focusing on six-by-four dump trucks. This type of truck will be very useful in the future."
Wan Feng took out a piece of paper and quickly drew a concept map of a six-by-four dump truck, which was based on the prototype of the Dongfeng Hercules.
Wen Guanghua took the design Wan Feng had sketched and smacked his lips in amazement: "Mr. Wan! It's a shame you didn't become a car designer. Anything you draw is a classic!"
Yes, from the pickup truck to the small dump truck to the two trucks, Wen Guanghua knew that these models were all drawn by him casually.
Wan Feng was exhausted. He thought, "I don't have the talent to be a car designer. These are just things that have appeared before. He was just learning from them in advance."
"There's no need to rush to research this type of large dump truck. You can study it when you have free time."
This type of truck was most widely used during the 4 trillion yuan era. At that time, the entire country was engaged in infrastructure construction, and the annual sales of this type of truck reached 300,000 units.
It’s not that there will be no sales now, but it’s impossible to reach 300,000 units a year. It would be good if we can sell 18,000 units.
It is not difficult for Nanwan Group to produce these trucks now.
Whether it is the engine technology reserves or the hydraulic system.
After years of continuous research and exploration by the automotive research department, those Soviet trucks are now capable of various types of diesel engines.
These engines include V8 engines with a horsepower of up to 400 horsepower, and MAZ7900 series turbine engines with a horsepower of up to 600 horsepower.
Of course, after being redesigned and improved, these engines are still in the drawing board stage for the time being because they are not needed and have nowhere to be used.
The trucks under ten tons currently manufactured by Nanwan Group do not need this kind of engine.
If it is to be practical, it will probably be produced and put into practical use within two years.
In addition to engines, Nanwan Group also has systematic research and development of gearboxes and chassis transmissions, and has a special department dedicated to this research.
So Wan Feng doesn't feel any burden about manufacturing trucks.
Even if he cannot produce world-class products, he is still confident that he can produce domestically-class products.
What Wan Feng is worried about now is the research and development of the small car.
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