By June 1st, Zhu Yingqiang's bus had been running for a month.
Wan Feng was originally planning to ask him if he had made any money this month, but unexpectedly this guy opened his mouth and started talking to him about buying a new car.
He said that having ten cars on one line was simply not feasible, as the intervals between cars exceeding ten minutes was a waste of time. If ten more cars were added, with intervals of five or six minutes between each car, it would be much better.
This way we can avoid wasting time and strive for maximum economic benefits.
Did you hear that? Everyone is starting to talk about economic benefits.
Why are you asking this? If he doesn’t make money, would he think about this?
Wan Feng wisely chose to keep his mouth shut, because as soon as he opened his mouth his cousin would definitely ask him to borrow money.
He hasn't paid back a single cent of the 1.2 million yuan for the first batch of 20 cars.
Wan Feng was obviously worrying too much. After learning the truth, Zhu Yong generously donated his own savings to place an order for 30 cars for his son.
Zhu Yingqiang also plans to open a new line.
Zhu Yingqiang was dumbfounded at the time. Thirty cars cost 1.8 million.
"Dad! You actually have so much money? Why didn't you take it out earlier? Am I your biological son? How much do you have left?"
Wan Feng laughed so hard that his stomach hurt.
Zhu Yong replied seriously, "I was worried about your work in the past two years. Who knows if you're a spendthrift? I can't tell you how much I have left."
Zhu Yong's money was all saved by him.
His current salary is not that high, about the same as that of the senior technicians in the group, and not the top one.
His current salary is 30,000 yuan a year.
Even though he has worked at Nanwan Group for more than ten years, he definitely cannot save millions with this salary.
Every time Wan Feng went out and made a lot of money, he would give Zhu Yong a share when he came back. After all, the family relied on him to take care of things every time he went out, and he did a very good job of it.
They are relatives, so it’s only right to give them some discount.
Everyone has selfish desires, and Wan Feng is no exception.
But I don’t give Zhu Yong the full amount every time. If I make a profit that time, I’ll give him more.
Just like the last time when Russian Screw was trading stocks, Wan Feng gave him six million in one go when he came back.
I can’t say how much Zhu Yong has now, but he definitely has 18 million.
But once the money is in his hands, it's no different from being in a bank safe. He won't spend it at all, so it's a pity to waste the money.
"Brother Wanfeng gave me the money and you just stood there and watched?"
"If you are a prodigal son and you pay the money, the money belongs to your eldest brother anyway. If he dares to lend it to you, it has nothing to do with me."
Look at who these people are?
"Uncle! You are so shameless! How can a person be like this?"
Zhu Yong chuckled: "I learned it from you."
"Ah! When have I ever done anything like standing by and watching someone die? Tell me clearly today, or I'll make you retire tomorrow."
"I don't want to work anymore. Please help me retire quickly. Just give me a thousand yuan a month. I want to enjoy my life at home and take care of my health so I can have grandchildren."
This is what happened.
He even dared to ask for a thousand yuan a month in retirement money.
My uncle now actually wants to go home and hug his grandson, but this wish must not be allowed to come true. Wan Feng has already planned to let Zhu Yong retire at the age of 65.
Zhu Yingqiang's car was found, and he left happily.
After following the car for more than a month, he had a rough idea of how much money a car could earn in a day. Now he no longer follows the car. He just packs up the money and deposits it in the bank when it is almost time to buy back the car.
So this guy must have gone to Pao Man.
…
Wan Feng wanted to laugh as soon as he saw Gun Fulai. He was particularly concerned about what his son or daughter's name was.
Unfortunately, his wish is unlikely to come true within the next two to three years, as he doesn’t even have a partner yet.
How can you have children without a partner?
Compared to the difficult surname Gun, Wan Feng admires Mr. Guan more. Look at the name he gave to his son: Guan Tiankong.
How wide is this tube?
"I say, Guan Tiankong, do you have any brothers?"
"Yes."
"Isn't that Guan Dahai?"
Guan Tiankong was surprised: "Boss Wan! How did you know?"
Wow! It really exists!
"Just a wild guess."
"I have another girl, guess what her name is?"
"You must ask someone to take care of the earth. Your family takes care of the sky and the sea, so there must be someone who takes care of the earth."
"Hehe! You're wrong. My sister's name isn't Guan Dadi, but it's almost the same. It's Guan Caoyuan."
Wan Feng couldn't help laughing. This name was so talented, powerful and easy to remember.
To take care of the grassland? To graze the horses.
"My sister didn't take it seriously when she was younger, but now she's done with it. She hasn't spoken to my dad in over two years because she thinks the name is ugly."
It is understandable that a grown-up girl named Guan Caoyuan would not speak much.
"Where are your brother and your sister?"
"My younger brother also works in our group. He didn't get into university and stayed at home farming, so I asked him to come to our group. He likes to tinker with cars and test drive them in the test fleet. My sister hasn't graduated from university yet, but if she doesn't take the postgraduate entrance exam, she will graduate next year."
"What are you studying?"
There's no point in studying liberal arts.
"I'm studying finance."
Wan Feng, who studied finance, was a little disappointed when he heard this. Accountants are responsible for financial work in Nanwan Group, so they don’t need any college students, right?
Guan Tiankong works in the automotive R&D department of Nanwan Group, mainly responsible for gearbox research.
He had just returned from Nanwan Automobile. He had been researching hydromechanical transmissions in the Black Reef Development Zone since last year. He was responsible for the successful improvement of the hydromechanical transmission of the six-axle heavy truck.
After studying the large gearboxes, he worked on the small ones, and now he is back with several hydromechanical gearboxes of different sizes.
His next step is to test the automatic transmission on a small car.
To conduct experiments, one naturally has to choose a mature car model as a carrier. Guan Tiankong has set his sights on pickup trucks, and it plans to conduct experiments on them.
It's a bit of a waste of materials to conduct experiments on a pickup truck. If the research is successful, can the automatic transmission be installed on the pickup truck?
It's all been rowed into the truck now.
Just when Wan Feng was hesitating, the test team came back.
The test team set out in early March to conduct a 100,000-kilometer endurance test, circling China.
Each of the five test vehicles is equipped with two drivers and three support vehicles. The driving time is twelve hours a day, maintaining a speed of 90 kilometers per hour.
Wan Feng ran 100,000 kilometers in 108 days during this trip. He felt that this was not a task that an ordinary person could accomplish.
Even if you give him a car, he won't be able to travel 100,000 kilometers in 200 days, let alone 100 days.
So Wan Feng was full of admiration for the people in the test team.
"Who asked Guan Dahai to be in charge?"
Wan Feng suddenly asked.
A young man, about twenty-three or twenty-four, with a face darkened by the wind, came up to Wan Feng and said, "Boss Wan! You called me?"
"Can you swim?"
"Won't!"
Wan Feng is tired. You are the one who controls the sea but you can't swim.
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