Wang Chunjiang's family came from Keshan County, Longjiang Province. There are many children in the family, including four or five older sisters and a younger sister.
Two of his sisters are married in Longjiang, and he has two more sisters and one younger sister who are still waiting to be married.
He is the only male in the family.
His family conditions are average. He is married and has a little girl.
In his previous life, when Wan Feng came to his house to play, his daughter would call him uncle.
Now I guess I can only look with my eyes.
At the end of 1991, Wang Chunjiang's family did not have a house. His house was built at the end of 1993.
When the house was being built, Wan Feng helped out at his house for several days.
"Master, what is your last name?"
"My surname is Wang!" Wang Chunjiang agreed with a smile.
"You have good skills."
Wang Chunjiang's skills are indeed outstanding among the more than ten machinists in the auto parts factory.
"No, no, my technique is still not good enough."
Wan Feng nodded, turned around and walked out of the workshop with Song Xucheng without saying anything else.
As the car left the county, Wan Feng asked, "Brother Song! Have you ever thought about leaving the auto parts factory?"
Song Xucheng thought for a moment and shook his head: "I don't have such an idea for the time being. Director Yin treats me well."
This sentence makes sense.
Song Xucheng really has something in his head. Wan Feng's going to the auto parts factory to design an air pump was just an excuse.
He was planning to recruit Song Xucheng and bring over a few people who had a good relationship with him in his previous life.
The Nanwan factory can also design the air pump style by itself. All it needs to do is send the design to the automotive parts company for processing.
However, since Song Xucheng has expressed his opinion, Wan Feng is not going to say anything more.
If this factory had not received orders from the Nanwan Group, it would have ceased operations in 1995.
"If one day you don't want to stay in the auto parts factory anymore, come find me. Nanwan Group will always have a position for you."
"Haha! Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Wan. If there is such a day in the future, I will definitely come."
The two chatted while they were on the road, talking about this and that, and half an hour later, the car returned to Jiangwei.
Wan Feng slowed down when he was still some distance away from the Crouching Tigers intersection.
"Brother Song! Are you going home first or to my company?"
"Let's go to your company first. I'll go home after I see what's going on." Song Xucheng answered without thinking.
Okay, let’s get to work first.
Wan Feng drove the car into the new factory, got out of the car and sent someone to call a technician from the dump truck workshop.
The people from the truck department of the large vehicle department have now gone to the Heijiao Development Zone to install the production line, and Wen Guanghua has also gone to the development zone.
The dump truck department has not moved out yet.
They have to wait until another dump truck production line starts over there before they can move.
Otherwise, if they move now, the dump truck production will have to stop, and it may take two months to dismantle the wires and transport the trucks for installation.
Thousands of dump trucks were gone in just two months.
Soon a technician came over and Wan Feng introduced them to each other. Then they came to a new dump truck, opened the cab and began to study it.
Wan Feng planned to stay here for a while, waiting for Song Xucheng to finish the plan so that he could send him home.
At this time, his pager rang, and he saw that it was a magnetic card phone number.
Wan Feng took out his mobile phone from the car and pressed it for a long time but it didn't turn on.
The battery is out of fucking proportions.
I had no choice but to run back to the office and call back on the landline.
"Hello! Hello, I'm Wan Feng. Who are you?"
A woman's voice came from the phone: "I'm back!"
"You're back? Who are you?"
"You can't even hear me? Didn't you ask me to come back?"
I know who it is.
"Who are you talking about? You said you were coming back, but it wasn't now, was it? I remember it was the end of August or the end of September. Big sister, why don't you just come back with me during the Chinese New Year?"
A giggle came from the phone: "I was supposed to come back last month, but something happened in the middle and I was delayed. Can I apologize for that?"
"For the sake of our old classmate, I'll let you off this time. Has your date arrived?"
"Here I come."
"I'll go to Wahou at half past five and have some food at the Jinding Restaurant."
"Humph! You don't even come to my house for dinner."
"Your family has a snack bar. What can you make? Is your boyfriend going to eat at the snack bar when he comes?"
"Who said it can't be done? If I buy some good stuff, can I make it?"
"I'm telling you, are you crazy from being a lawyer? Your original intention was that my eating at your snack bar would earn you a little extra income, but you didn't think about it. I came to your house for dinner today, and you have the nerve to ask me for money? You've lost everything!"
Chen Wenxin thought on the other end of the phone, that's right! If this guy comes to her house for dinner today, why would she ask for money!
"Then let's eat at Jinding." After saying that, he quickly hung up the phone.
Wan Feng shook his head helplessly. The only people in the world who are difficult to support are women and villains.
Song Xucheng was indeed quite capable. He walked around the dump truck twice and looked at it for half an hour, and then came up with a plan.
Then measure the dimensions and calculate the data.
It took about an hour to draw up an air pump design, making very good use of the limited space.
Wan Feng drove Song Xucheng to Wohu Village and agreed to take him back to the city the next morning.
After all this trouble, it's almost four o'clock now. I stayed in the factory for more than an hour and got off work at five o'clock.
I drove home and told my family that I would not be back for dinner, then drove straight to Jiangwei.
I parked the car in front of the Wahou team and walked towards the food street.
When passing by the original shoe factory, Wan Feng saw that it seemed to be reused.
This small site was transferred to the machinery factory after the shoe factory moved out.
The only serious public enterprises left after the depression are the machinery factory and the big market.
There are some small workshop-style enterprises around Wahoufang, which are also run by people from the big market and process some auxiliary knitted products such as shoes and hats.
The pond that Wan Feng originally bought on the right side of the market was later given to Luan Ying, who then built a small garment factory there to produce clothing and other things.
Life is pretty good.
Wan Feng came to the snack bar of Chen Wenxin's home and met Chen Wenxin and her boyfriend Yi Huajun here.
Chen Wenxin introduced Wan Feng and Yi Huajun.
Yi Huajun wears glasses and looks gentle and scholarly.
However, there was a cunning look in this guy's eyes.
I guess he's also a scoundrel.
This is normal. If you are kind-hearted, you really can't work as a lawyer.
Wan Feng and Yi Huajun shook hands and then the three of them walked out of the snack bar and headed for the parking lot.
The Jinding Hotel is built in a parking lot. It is considered the most upscale hotel in Wahou. It was opened by a man from Hongya County.
The three of them entered the restaurant, asked for a private room, and started ordering food.
Chen Wenxin and Yi Huajun were too embarrassed to order, so Wan Feng had to order instead.
Wan Feng chose the most expensive dishes and ordered ten of them.
As soon as the boss saw the wealthy customer coming, he immediately became excited.
The food came up soon.
Yi Huajun was not much of a drinker, so the two of them ordered two bottles of beer.
After each person drank a glass of wine, Wan Feng started to talk about business.
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