The first thing he does when he gets home is to distribute some souvenirs that Wan Feng bought from other places. This has become a routine over the years.
Whenever Wan Feng goes to a place, he will buy some local specialties to give to his family and friends. Some of these things are not valuable, but they are rare in the north.
This time, Wan Feng bought his father two Goldlion ties and an authentic crocodile belt.
I can only buy jewelry for my mother and Luan Feng and Zhang Xuan. What else can I buy?
There are all kinds of luxury goods available in Xianggang, but it is really hard to buy some local specialties.
Maybe Wan Feng didn't find the place.
Buying clothes? Are you kidding? My family owns a clothing factory, and the clothes it produces are already national brands.
He couldn't afford to embarrass that person after buying clothes.
Buy a bag? Let Wan Feng spend thousands or tens of thousands of yuan on a bag with donkeys printed all over it?
You have to wait for that, don’t even think about buying it for free.
All I can do is buy perfume.
Wan Feng also knew that French perfume was used by foreigners to cover up their body odor, but he had no choice but to buy this thing.
If you don't buy this, you will come back empty-handed.
But the smell when Luan Feng and Zhang Xuan sprayed it on their bodies was indeed quite nice.
It's strange that the same perfume has different effects on Luan Feng and Zhang Xuan.
The fragrance emitted by Luan Feng's spray is strong, while the fragrance emitted by Zhang Xuan is light.
This is really weird. I don’t know if it’s just me being mentally ill.
Wan Chongyang only likes toys and food, but since he started to eliminate junk food for the sake of his son's health, he has resolutely stopped buying food, especially those with additives.
At home, he is not even allowed to eat biscuits or instant noodles.
So, the gift Wan Feng brought back for his son was Transformers.
I guess this Transformer will be enough to keep this prodigal guy guessing for two days.
The atmosphere during dinner was warm. Wan Feng talked about the customs and culture of Hunan and Hong Kong at the dinner table, and the whole family listened with great interest.
After dinner, Wan Feng took Wan Chongyang's hand and went out for a walk.
Wan Feng led his son across the avenue below, entered the triangle area and walked all the way to Jiangwei Primary School.
The school gate is not closed after school, so there are many people on the school playground, and there are children and adults playing basketball on the six basketball courts.
There are also people playing football on the football field.
The yard was full of people exercising.
Wan Chongyang became excited as soon as he entered here. He started jumping around and ran to the basketball court holding Wan Feng's hand.
What a coincidence, as soon as they got here, a kid passed the ball here.
Before Wan Feng could figure out what was going on, the basketball landed on Wan Chongyang's head.
The person who threw the ball was a child and didn't have much strength, so the ball bounced on the ground but didn't cause any damage.
Wan Chongyang touched the place on his head where the ball had kissed him, looking confused.
Who am I? Where do I come from? Where am I going?
"You smashed my son's head. Be careful or I'll unscrew your heads and put them on my son's heads." Wan Feng scolded with a smile.
The children on the field laughed and continued to play their own balls.
The annual ball games have begun again, no wonder there are so many people playing ball.
In a field over there, two adult teams are playing a warm-up match. I’m not sure which teams they are, but they probably can’t be too far away to play here.
Wan Chongyang was very excited watching the game, jumping and dancing with his fists clenched from time to time.
In fact, he was just watching the fun. With his level of watching TV, he hasn't even reached the stage where good guys and bad guys need to be separated. What the hell can he do?
However, a child as old as Wan Chongyang was destined not to be able to hold on for long. After more than half an hour, he fell asleep on Wan Feng's shoulder.
Because his son was asleep, Wan Feng had to carry his son home.
After returning home, Zhang Xuan took the child and put him in his crib, then she and Luan Feng looked at Wan Feng and laughed.
Wan Feng felt like he was being stared at by a wolf, as if he was about to become a lamb to be slaughtered.
But it’s too early. I’ll be laughed at if I go to bed at just after eight o’clock.
Wan Feng ran downstairs and chatted with his mother about family matters for an hour before going upstairs to sleep.
This time someone has sufficient reserves, and with sufficient ammunition, the firepower is naturally more fierce.
We used up all the ammunition in one night and basically wiped out the enemy.
The next morning, the activity of accompanying Cheng Huimin to visit Nanwan Group officially began.
The first car we visited this time was the Qingfeng sedan that had just rolled off the production line.
Because of this trip to the south, Wan Feng did not attend the Qingfeng sedan's launch ceremony.
Qingfeng went offline on July 20th, when he was already in Xianggang.
As soon as I entered the yard of Nanwan Micro-Auto, I saw about twenty or thirty black and white cars parked in the middle of the yard.
There was also a truck specially used for transporting cars loading the vehicles.
"This is the latest sedan produced by our group. It's called Qingfeng." Wan Feng introduced it to Cheng Huimin.
When he was in Xiwan, Cheng Huimin knew that Wanfeng also sold cars, but in Xiwan he had only seen pickup trucks and microvans. He did not expect that Wanfeng also made sedans.
"Can you also produce sedans?"
"Strictly speaking, this is the second model of sedan we have produced. The first one is the Panda, the toy-like car, which is over there." Wan Feng pointed to another parking lot not far away.
The parking lot for the panda cars is more colorful because the colors of the panda cars are richer and more colorful.
Cheng Huimin's interest in the panda is obviously not as great as that in the Qingfeng. The Qingfeng can be considered a real car, but the panda is not. It really looks like a toy.
Suitable for little girls.
"How much does this car cost?"
"It costs 72,000 yuan when it leaves the factory, and it's around 75,000 or 76,000 yuan on the market. This is the low-end version, and the high-end version will sell for 90,000 yuan."
Thirty years later, a top-of-the-line 1.3L small car would only sell for 70,000 to 80,000 yuan, but in 1996, such a small car was sold at the lowest price in Nanwan, and it was still so expensive.
Qingfeng is equipped with a 468 engine purchased by Nanwan Group from Hengbida, with 80 horsepower and a five-speed manual transmission. The vehicle is guaranteed for three years or 100,000 kilometers.
Front-wheel drive, front and rear drum brakes, and McPherson independent suspension at the front and rear.
As for the configuration in the car, apart from the manual car air conditioning and tape recorder speakers, the rest is just so-so.
Even the seats are made of textile.
Otherwise, it wouldn’t be bought for just over 70,000.
"Brother Cheng! Do you want to open it?"
"It's good to try."
The prototype car is still there, and someone drove the Qingfeng prototype car over.
Wan Feng made a gesture of invitation.
Cheng Huimin sat in the driver's seat and Wan Feng sat in the passenger seat.
The two people Cheng Huimin brought were about to get in the car, but Cheng Huimin stopped them: "Boss Wan and I are going for a drive, so you two shouldn't follow us. Oh! It feels really awkward to drive on the left."
Wanfeng also felt awkward taking a taxi from Xianggang to Wanfeng.
"This is sold in mainland China. If it is sold to Hunan and Hong Kong, it will be converted to right-hand drive."
Cheng Huimin started the car and drove out of the factory gate.
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