This time, within five minutes, the phone rang again.
It was still Zhu Guoxiong. When people get old, their minds become confused and they ask questions one by one.
"Is the tank engine usable?"
“It works.”
"What about the warship?"
Ah, there are warships? Wan Feng didn't really think about warships.
"Anything that burns diesel will do."
"oh!"
After Zhu Guoxiong hung up the phone this time, it never rang again.
Warship engines should also work, right? Besides being a bit bigger, they also run on diesel, not gas turbines.
Wan Feng and Han Meng drove to Phoenix Mountain.
Five production lines have now been opened in the west area of the Phoenix Mountain Engine Base, and the second phase of the project is under construction in the east area.
The second phase of the project includes workshops that can accommodate the remaining six production lines and a residential area in the ravine on the west side of the factory.
After the second phase of construction is completed, there will be eight engine production lines and four automatic transmission production lines.
Now we have to make some changes and set aside a workshop to produce turbochargers.
Chen Dao has completely adapted to the environment here. Once the residential building is completed, he plans to move here and give Jiang Wei's house to his son.
His grandson and daughter were grown up and no longer needed his coaxing, so he felt he could concentrate on his work.
Chen Tianci's son is eleven years old and is in the third grade.
Chen Baicai is seven or eight years old now, and he carries a schoolbag every day just like he is in the first grade.
It was Chen Baicai's nickname that made her classmates laugh at her. Even now, the little girl still sees more white in her eyes than black in her eyes when she sees Wan Feng.
Qi Hong always complained to Wan Feng, saying that you named our child randomly and there's no way to change it.
Wan Feng said confidently: "What's wrong? That sounds nice. Tell your daughter to be careful of classmates named Zhu. Don't let pigs eat the good cabbages."
Qi Hong was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
"Uncle Chen! I need to allocate a production line in this workshop to produce turbochargers."
"Oh no! There's no space left at the Phase 1 construction site. We have five lines currently in operation, and the remaining line will soon be installed. We can only wait for Phase 2, which probably won't be operational until November."
Phoenix Mountain was originally intended to be a base for the production of 300,000 engines, but now the engines are in short supply and are not enough to supply the market.
The profit margin from an engine is two to three thousand yuan, which is no less than that from selling a car.
Although you can make tens of thousands of dollars from a car, your costs and production cycle are higher and longer than producing an engine.
Wan Feng thought that he would start the second phase of the project after the Chinese New Year this spring. If 300,000 units were not enough, he would just add another 300,000 units.
If it is still not enough, we have to expand the capacity and increase the motor production of 50,000 units per line to 80,000 or even 100,000.
This is the only way. We can't dismantle the engine production line that is more than half installed. We don't know when the turbocharger production line will be designed.
The contractor for the second phase of the project is Tan Chun’s Fourth Construction Company, and it just so happens that Tan Chun is here today.
Wan Feng and Tan Chun squatted on the hill and looked down at the construction site.
"Tan Chun, I've heard a lot of legendary stories about you lately. I won't talk about other people's wives, but I heard that a young girl even had an abortion for you? Let me tell you, medical technology isn't that advanced these days. You'd better be careful that your penis doesn't rot. If it rots, you'll have to be a eunuch in your next life."
Tan Chun immediately became anxious: "Who is slandering me behind my back?"
"One or two people slandered you, and half of Jiangwei said it was your own problem. Why didn't anyone slander me?"
"Who said no one slandered you? You have two wives at home, isn't that slander?"
"You and I are fundamentally different in nature. Luan Feng was once my legal wife, and Zhang Xuan is my current legal wife. Although my ex-wife and I divorced, our relationship remained intact. Although the law forbids us from living together, it is morally acceptable to people. You are different. You are cheating on your spouse and being a hooligan. Even if you are not guilty of hooliganism, you will not be charged with it. If you were, you would be sentenced to life imprisonment."
Tan Chun scratched his head, and after scratching his head, he scratched another part of his body, and was seen by Wan Feng.
"Look, is the place where you pee itchy? Itchy? Like a little bug crawling over it? Does it get more itchy the more you scratch it? The more it itches, the more you want to scratch? The more you scratch, the more itchy it gets."
It's strange. I didn't feel itchy at first, but after being inspired by this thing, it seemed like that place was really itchy, and the feeling was getting worse.
Wan Feng quickly moved to the side and said, "Hurry up and find the old Chinese doctor on the telephone pole. I'm going to have to find someone else to do my project next year. You've completely fallen, and I can't let you ruin my reputation."
It is said that men become bad when they have money, which is understandable. Wan Feng can understand that you have money and two lovers.
But this thing has caused too much trouble, almost to the point of causing a sensation in the whole city. Besides, it would be okay if you had a little taste.
The young girl is single and she's after your money and you're after her sex, and you're both willing to do it, so that's all. But why do you even not let an old woman go? That's a bit of a beast.
If this guy continues to be as greedy as he is now, Wan Feng will have no difficulty in changing the builder and hiring a foreman.
You can't let people say that all his men are hooligans. Over time, people will subconsciously think that he is a hooligan.
Isn't it unfair for him to be treated as a gangster? In his life, he has never touched other women except his two wives.
On August 1st, the reorganization of Nanwan Group's engine field was completed, and the engine production was redivided. Those who should produce electronic fuel injection all produced electronic fuel injection, and those who should produce carburetor engines all produced carburetor engines.
Before the Spring Festival of 2003, Nanwan Group will eliminate all carburetor engine technology.
August 1st is also the day when the Jiangwei traditional basketball game starts. This year's game was held in Dongshan Industrial Zone, and people who wanted to watch the fun gathered in Dongshan.
On this day, another thing happened quietly.
Qidian Literature Network was quietly launched for testing.
Wan Feng was sitting in the office and opened Qidian Literature Network. Wow, the whole place was white and clean, with not a single article on it.
Although the page is almost the same as the page of the Qidian website in the previous life, the color was changed by Wan Feng. He doesn't like websites that are bright red, as they are tiring to the eyes after looking at them for a long time.
The color tone of the website is cool, mainly transitioning from light blue to light green. It may not look good, but it is comfortable to the eyes.
The columns of this website are divided into six categories according to Wan Feng's design: fantasy, urban, martial arts, history, science fiction and reality.
As for columns like fantasy, fairy tales, two-dimensional sports games, we will talk about them later.
Wan Feng wondered if he should serialize something on this website?
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