Wan Feng personally accompanied Li Da around the factory and introduced the company's situation in the past two years as they walked.
"Now that motorcycles are banned in major cities, and with so many domestic motorcycle companies, the motorcycle market isn't doing well. Profit margins are extremely low, and even a year's worth of hard work is wasted. Those of us with patents and technology are finding it pointless, so what's the point of those small factories still struggling? So, we in Nanwan have started reducing motorcycle production and are planning to switch to electric motorcycles starting next year."
The two walked into the motorcycle workshop while chatting.
There are now only two 125CC motorcycle production lines and one 100CC motorcycle production line in the motorcycle workshop. The remaining production lines are being modified. These production lines will be converted into 125CC, including pedal bending beams.
In the future, Nanwan Motorcycle will specialize in the production of 125CC motorcycles. When electric vehicles begin to be launched, the straddle-style 125 motorcycle line will be modified again to produce electric vehicles.
In the future, only underbone vehicles will remain as fuel vehicles, and the rest of the fuel vehicles will switch to electric vehicles.
"Is that electric car thing any good? Can it be sold?"
"Of course not now. I estimate that electric cars won't be accepted until around 2004. By then, there will be a market, Uncle Li! Now that your grandson is grown up and you're in good health, why don't you join a company as a consultant? As the saying goes, an old man in the family is like a treasure, and you can still make good use of your remaining energy. How about I offer you a salary of 30,000 yuan a year?"
Li Da gave a wry smile and sighed, "Alas! Uncle wants to come too, but he can't."
Only then did Wan Feng realize that Li Da seemed to have his own difficulties.
"Uncle Li! Is there something on your mind? Tell me."
"Hey! Xiao Wan! I can't stay here for a few days. I came here to visit my old colleagues and brothers, and also to ask you to do me a favor."
"Uncle Li! Just tell me what's the matter. As long as I can do it, it's not a problem."
For an old man like Li Da who has made outstanding contributions to the company, Wan Feng will certainly respond to any request he has.
The smile on Li Da's face disappeared and he let out a heavy sigh.
Judging from the weight of Li Da's sigh, this was no small matter.
Could it be that he doesn't get along with his son and daughter-in-law?
If it was something like this, Wan Feng would be unable to help. Even a judge could not judge family affairs, so he had no way to deal with such a matter.
"Alas! This all started when my son contracted a factory. When he first took over the factory, I told him not to. I told him that Hengren County was economically underdeveloped and located in the easternmost part of Beiliao. The transportation alone would increase the cost of the products, making it impossible to make money. But the little bastard just wouldn't listen. After the factory was contracted, it lost money for three consecutive years. I lost all my pension money and savings over the years, and I still owe the bank a lot of money. Now the bank won't give loans, so I'm at a loss. If the little bastard is at a loss, I'm at a loss too."
Wan Feng laughed. "I thought it was something else, but it's just this! Why didn't you come to me when he contracted the factory? Even a phone call would have been fine."
"Don't mention it. My little bastard is as stubborn as a donkey. I told him why he bothered me when I asked him for something."
Although Wan Feng had never seen Li Da's son, from his refusal to come to Jiangwei in the beginning and Li Da's description now, it was basically certain that even if Li Da was not a stubborn person, he was not someone who would listen to advice.
Such a person will not turn back until he hits a wall. It is not bad for him to suffer a little loss, so that he may understand the beauty of ideals and the cruelty of reality.
Li Da worked in Nan Da Wan for many years, and his salary, bonuses, and the pension given by Wan Feng when he retired totaled more than one million. Did he lose all that?
"Uncle Li! What does your son's factory produce?"
After talking for a long time, I still don’t know what his son’s company produces.
"The manufacturer of electric motors."
"Electric motor? What kind of electric motor?"
"It's one of those old-fashioned electric motors, the kind Lan Xinghan used to tinker with."
Three-phase asynchronous motor.
Logically speaking, this type of electric motor is still used in many places in rural areas, so why is it losing money?
"Poor product quality?"
"With me checking it, do you think the quality can be bad?"
That's right, Li Da is at least an eighth-level craftsman. He can even figure out those multi-axis machine tools, but he can't figure out an electric motor.
That only means the market is too bad.
"You don't know how many electric motor manufacturers there are in Xiuyankuandian. The motors they make are of poor quality but cheap."
Bad money drives out good money.
Wan Feng began to scratch his head.
Although Nanwan Group also has an electric motor project, it has no plans for production yet!
Electric cars will not be put into production until four or five years later. It is impossible for him to produce a bunch of electric motors and pile them up at home. Not only will it cost a lot of money, but it will also take up space.
"Does your son have any plans to leave Hengren and work outside?"
"Why are you still working so hard out there? How are you going to get out of this millions you owe the bank?"
"How about this, you stay here for a few days first, and when you go back, I'll go with you to Hengren to see the environment of Hengren."
He had to see the condition of Li Da's son's factory, what kind of equipment was inside, the workers' technical level, and the factory's transportation environment, etc.
"Alright! Where's Chen Dao? Why didn't I see him in the motorcycle room?"
"He's not here now. He's tinkering with the engine in Phoenix Mountain. Do you want to go see him? I'll take you there."
Wan Feng and Li Da were about to drive away when a young man came out of the guard room and got into the car without Wan Feng's consent.
Wan Feng smiled bitterly, "That idiot from Han Guang's family said he's old and can't keep following me around, so he assigned a guy named Milk Yellow to protect me. Damn, he's only 35 and he's already acting old. Uncle Li, what kind of person is he?"
Li Da laughed but said nothing.
"But this guy has one good thing: he doesn't grab the steering wheel. If Han Guang's family were here, I'd have to sit in the back."
The young man was not very old, about twenty-three or twenty-four, and he sat there like a javelin without saying a word.
His name is Wen Zhongguo. When Wan Feng first heard this name, he thought he was from Chao County.
When he first arrived, Wen Zhongguo followed Han Guangjia's instructions and did not let Wan Feng drive.
But Wan Feng directly threatened him that if he wanted to stay, he should not grab the steering wheel, otherwise he would have to go back to the security company.
He had no way to deal with Han Guangjia's attempt to snatch the steering wheel from him. Firstly, he couldn't beat him, and secondly, his official power was useless to him.
I will be very clear about Wen Zhongguo and Wan Feng. Even if I am not as good as him in martial arts, I have the final say.
In the end, Wen Zhongguo compromised, and of course Wan Feng also paid a price.
He promised to pay Wen Zhongguo an additional salary of 1,000 yuan per month.
This idiot turned around and gave the money to Han Guang's family. The person who hated him wanted to use a stick to knock open his head to see the composition of the ingredients inside.
Why are all the subordinates of Han Guang family like this?
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