As Nanwan Group was deserted, the micro-car test fleet returned home at about the same time as last year.
Wan Feng personally went to the gate to greet them, shook hands with each member of the test team one by one, and said words like "thank you for your hard work".
During the test drive in the snowy Mohe, although there were not more than a dozen problems found like in the south, several defects were still exposed.
After these defects are resolved, the microcar will undergo a road test of no less than 100,000 kilometers next year.
After all, sedans are more delicate than other car models, and a year of testing is not enough for them to enter the market.
On the afternoon of the 26th day of the twelfth lunar month, Yang Jianguo and Han Meng came back together to celebrate the New Year.
Today is a holiday. After Wan Feng arranged everything for the holiday, he took Yang Jianguo and Han Meng out of Nanwan and into the Triangle Land, and finally arrived at the gate of a small factory.
There was a sign on the gate of the small factory called Brother Auto Parts Factory.
Yang Jianguo and Han Meng were very puzzled as to why Wan Feng brought them here.
"Xiao Wan, what are you doing bringing us here?"
"Don't you want to go in and take a look?"
"Why do we need to go in and take a look? What kind of car parts are these parts made of?"
"Car radio."
"Ah! A car tape recorder is also considered a car part? Isn't this a ridiculous name?" Han Meng complained.
Zhao Gang has done a very good job of keeping the secret, and has not told Yang Jianguo and Han Meng yet.
Just as Wan Feng was about to drive into the factory, he saw a blue Huanghai bus stopped in front of the auto parts factory.
Then a large group of people rushed out of the factory and scrambled to get on the bus.
Zhao Gang also came out of the factory and stood at the gate waving to the people in the car.
"Huh? What is Zhao Gang doing here? He's not needed to guard the gate, is he?"
Han Meng opened the car door and yelled at Zhao Gang, "Old Zhao, what are you doing here?"
Only then did Zhao Gang see the pickup truck parked on the side and Han Meng sticking his head out of the car, and he ran over.
"You guys are back? I was wondering why you guys hadn't come back yet at this hour."
"We just got back a while ago. Xiao Wan said he wanted to take us to see a place, so he dragged us here. He hasn't told me what you're doing here yet."
"Let's talk inside."
Zhao Gang also opened the car door and squeezed in.
Wan Feng drove into the gate and got out of the car at the office door.
I poured a cup of hot water when I entered the house.
Yang Jianguo and Han Meng only then realized that something was wrong.
"Zhao Gang! Are you hiding at home and running a factory?"
"It belongs to the three of us. Xiao Wan forced us to open it."
"The three of us? None of us three are good at fighting!"
Wan Feng added, "Even if you don't want to fight, you have to fight because you've been forced into this."
Zhao Gang recounted the story of how Wan Feng was forced to start a business.
"Oh my god! It's set up already?" Yang Jianguo and Han Meng were very surprised.
"Our small factory now has over 70 employees, including those doing odd jobs. We officially started operations in September, and it's been running for over four months now. Initially, the employees were all new to the process, so the assembly process was slow and the defect rate was high. But after two months of adjustment, it's basically working now."
"By the way, Brother Zhao! I don't even know what the current production status of your small factory is like. It's a good opportunity for you to talk to Brother Yang and Brother Han about it now that they are back, to see if you are making any money?" Wan Feng interjected.
"In the first two months, we produced a total of 30,000 tape recorders. In the last two months, we finally caught up with the schedule and produced more than 57,000. In four months, we produced a total of 88,000 tape recorders."
Although the number is a bit small, considering that the company is just starting out, this progress is already good.
The gross profit of a tape recorder is 40 yuan. After deducting the factory rent, water, electricity, profits, taxes and workers' wages and bonuses, there is still a profit of 35 yuan for a tape recorder.
"You mean the three of us have made nearly three million in profit this year?" Yang Jianguo asked a little incredulously.
"I don't think there are any now. When the factory was built, Xiao Wan took one million. After deducting one million, the remaining money is for the three of us."
This was enough to surprise Yang Jianguo and Han Meng.
"Holy crap! Starting a business is so easy! If we had known this, we would have done it a long time ago!"
"Don't blame me for this. I told you to do it a long time ago, but you just refused. Otherwise, you would have been multi-millionaires by now."
"It's not too late to do it now. There's still time."
"Enterprise, I'm here to help you. Remember that cartoon. It's best not to end up in a situation where there are only three monks and no water to drink."
"No, we've been brothers for so many years, there's no way that kind of thing would happen."
Wan Feng felt that he had to leave. How these three guys planned the future of their small business was none of his business.
He said hello, went out and drove home.
Wan Feng felt that the Spring Festival in 1994 was much more interesting than in previous years. In addition to his younger brother having a home leave to celebrate the New Year at home, there was also a little one at home to join in the fun.
Setting off firecrackers is a bit too advanced for Wan Chongyang. Now he can only watch while being held by his grandparents. He will have to do it himself next year.
But he has developed a strong interest in firecrackers, and he always dances with joy when he sees fireworks blooming in the sky.
"Mom! Were my brother and I the same as we are now when we were four or five months old?" Wan Jun always had a feeling of unreality as he held Wan Chongyang.
The biggest surprise when he went home to visit his family this time was that he had a little nephew.
But this little nephew is a bit dazzling. He is not sure if he is a baby of more than four months old?
"Bullshit! You and your brother could only crawl when you were four or five months old, not even able to walk or stand."
"Ah? Mom! You must be mistaken. My brother and I weren't such losers when we were little, right? We're not even as good as my nephew?"
My little nephew can now stand up by holding on to the wall. This can’t be true!
"You and your brother were similar when you were little. It's not that you're useless, it's your nephew who's weird!"
"Are you saying that my brother and my sister-in-law gave birth to a little monster?"
"Strange...strange..." Wan Chongyang actually started to learn to speak.
"See? You spoke after your birthday, and your brother spoke even later than you. But did you hear that your nephew is starting to speak now? I guess he should be able to speak after the New Year. And you still say he's a monster? I suspect your sister-in-law was like this when she was a child."
Luan Feng, who was cooking purple dumplings, poked her head out and said, "Mom! What did everyone look like when they were little?"
"I thought your son would be naughty next year. Come here! Grandma will hold you, little monster."
“Strange…strange…”
This kid is really good at remembering things. I hope he won’t let others give him a weird nickname, right?
Luan Feng believed that not having finished high school was a great regret in her life, and she planned to train her son to be a prodigy.
Learning should start from childhood, so before the New Year, she bought almost a room full of toys for Wan Chongyang. During the New Year, she and her son spent the whole day in the house tinkering with various toys.
Wan Feng suspected that she just wanted to play. A four-month-old baby didn't need so many toys.
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