It seemed to be around 2008 or 2009. That was the period when inspections were the most stringent. There were inspection vehicles every few miles along the avenue, and traffic police stood on the roadside specifically to pick out damaged cars and intercept them.
Gradually, there were fewer and fewer of them, and it seemed that after one or five years, these inspection vehicles were almost no longer seen on the roadside.
"Mr. Wan! So, electric motorcycles will enter cities in the future?"
"Of course. They don't emit exhaust gas and don't waste resources, so why not let them run in cities? In the future, electric cars will completely replace electric cars in cities. Think about it, if electric motorcycles are successful, electric cars will definitely appear too. This is an inevitable trend of development. It may take a while, maybe ten or twenty years, but I believe it will definitely appear and no more than twenty years. So isn't it the right thing for us to prepare in advance?"
"Boss Wan! You have such a sharp vision! You've even thought about what will happen decades later!"
What does this have to do with vision? It's all someone's personal experience.
“Is electric cars a promising field?”
"I think so."
"To deepen your impression of working on electric vehicles in the future, I will give you a task."
After Wan Feng finished speaking, he took out a blueprint from his pocket and unfolded it in front of Bai Guo.
This is a drawing that is one meter long and half a meter wide. It shows a convertible car. It is very beautifully drawn and the dimensions are marked.
Bai Guo took a closer look at the blueprint and was puzzled. "This is a one-to-one blueprint! Mr. Wan! Are you going to build a car this size?"
"It's electric. You won't need to build the car's exterior, steering wheel, accelerator, or other accessories. Just build the power and drive system for me. A range of 50 kilometers is enough."
Fifty kilometers for such a small car? Mr. Wan wasn't going to show off by driving this thing on Hongya Street, was he?
No, he can't sit in it at all. Only children can sit in it.
Oh my god! Mr. Wan, could this be made for his son?
Baiguo is so tired.
"Boss Wan! Can we get some serious work done? Build a car for your son!"
"Bai Gong! You're not a simple-minded person. How could you even think of this?"
This is nothing! Anyone with an IQ above 90 can figure it out!
"This car was indeed built for my son, but it's not for fun or to spoil the child. This is to give you a chance to practice! If this thing is done well and sells well, that's also a way forward."
Baiguo began to scratch his head.
"Alright! I'm impressed by you. You always sound so eloquent when you say anything. I'll use the technology of an electric motorcycle to design one for you."
The plan to build a car for my son was thus finalized.
In fact, Wan Feng still felt quite regretful. His son's birthday had already passed. It would have been great if he had made it more than a month in advance and given it to his son on his birthday.
Don’t think that you can fool people just because the car is small. It also requires several processes.
Baiguo was responsible for the power drive part, Wanfeng also asked Yimeng to design the chassis, and of course he also asked the people from the body workshop to design the shell.
Although small, it has all the necessary organs. Don't underestimate it because it has brakes, front and rear lights, windshield, and wheels.
Since there is a windshield, there must be wipers...
This is really useless.
"The chassis needs to be well designed, at least able to handle 70 or 80 kilograms, so my son can haul some goods."
Seeing Wan Feng design such a thing, the people he called over burst into laughter.
Isn't this pure mischief? Mr. Wan is bullshitting again.
"Let's keep the molds for making this car. If there is a market for it, we will produce some." Someone said seriously. He thought this was a very meaningful thing.
Isn't this also for the benefit of the majority of children? It cultivates their interest in cars from an early age and trains them to become qualified experienced drivers as soon as possible.
To become an experienced driver, you have to start from childhood.
After the car's work was arranged, it was time to get off work, and Wan Feng drove home.
As soon as I arrived at the intersection of Wankou, I saw Gao Feng waving at his car at the door of Haoli Communications opposite.
Wan Feng hesitated for a moment and drove the car to the door of Holi Communications.
"Boss Gao! What's going on?"
"Boss Wan! I made some money from selling things this month, and I want to pay you back part of it first."
"How much did it sell for?"
Gao Feng and his wife have been in Wankou for more than a month.
"I have saved up 200,000 yuan, so I will pay back 200,000 yuan first."
I saved up 200,000 yuan in just one month, which means the profit from the sales must be more than 200,000 yuan.
It is not difficult for a store like Haoli Communications to make a quick buck of 18,000 yuan a day.
Selling two mobile phones can earn you 6,000 yuan. If you encounter someone who assembles a computer or buys a finished computer, the sales volume for each computer can be 5,000 to 6,000 yuan.
"This money is not mine. You should return it to Zhou Liming. It's useless for you to give it to me."
"I lost his cell phone number and can't find it."
Wan Feng was looking for paper and pen in the car.
He remembered that he had prepared paper and pen in the car, so how come he couldn't find it?
Later I thought that his idiot son must have thrown it away while riding in the car, what a wasteful thing.
"Get some paper and pen."
Gao Feng went back into the house to get paper and pen, and Wan Feng wrote Zhou Liming's phone number on the paper.
"Gao Feng! Is business okay?"
"Thanks to Mr. Wan for the guidance, the business is going well."
Based on the sales in the first month or so, they will basically be able to pay off Zhou Liming's debt around New Year's Day.
After paying off the debt, he would still have about 50,000 to 60,000 worth of inventory left. These inventories were his profits for the past few months, which far exceeded his income from Wuludao for three consecutive years.
"That's all that matters! Work hard. As long as you're diligent and not lazy in Jiangwei, your life will be good. I'm leaving now."
When Wan Feng was about to leave, Hong Hua ran out of the house: "Mr. Wan! Let's eat here tonight."
Hong Hua is still like this. No matter whether she knows her or not, she will invite people to have a bite as long as they pass by her house.
It's not the kind of hypocritical affection, but the kind of dragging and pulling.
People are very enthusiastic.
Wan Feng quickly waved his hand and said, "No. I'm going home to eat. My family is waiting for me." After that, he turned into the village road next to Haoli Communications.
Knowing Hong Hua's temper, Wan Feng quickly slipped away.
He was worried she would come and drag him out of the car.
There are too many people and cars on the main road, so it’s better to walk through the village where it’s quieter.
Soon he crossed the village and appeared at the door of his house.
Wan Yu, who is over one year and four months old, has started to take his first steps and of course recognizes his father.
When he saw me getting out of the car, he confirmed my gaze and then staggered over with his little hands open.
Wan Feng quickly took a few steps and picked up his daughter.
After being intimate with Laozi, Wan Yu pointed at the car.
It’s time to take a ride. I’m already addicted to it.
It seems that there won’t be enough points to build a car in the future!
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