The motorcycle prototype, temporarily named Pentium 90, has now begun to gallop between the white mountains and black waters.
The test driver is from a security company.
There are quite a few people in Han Guang’s security company who are good at cars.
For example, their captain, Comrade Han Guangjia...
But it was impossible to get Han Guangjia to test drive the car for him.
If Han Guang’s family can’t do it, they can always do it with someone else.
As a result, almost everyone in the security company who could ride a bike was brought in by Wan Feng to ride one.
Those who were selected to join the test team were so happy that their noses were crooked. They got paid and rode their bikes every day to satisfy their cycling addiction. This job was so good, how could they not be happy?
Those who were not selected were envious and jealous.
Wan Feng looked at this group of silly people and laughed too.
These idiots think it’s a good thing. They are just riding the motorcycle for a ride now, but what about in two months?
A test drive cannot be completed in a few days. It normally takes three to four months.
You have to drive in all weather and on all road conditions. You won't come back unless you tear these cars apart.
In winter, the eggs are frozen, can they still be happy?
Of course, they are not the only ones who ride. There are also people from the motorcycle department who go out to test ride the bikes. Otherwise, how can they get first-hand information?
After the test fleet was formed, it officially set off. The test fleet in front was followed by the engineering logistics supply fleet, which was also a long and mighty fleet.
If these people go out at this time, it will probably be the New Year when they come back.
After seeing off the test team, Wan Feng received a call.
The call was from Cheng Gong.
Cheng Gong and Tan Sheng have been gone for more than a month, and this is the first time Wan Feng has received a call from these two idiots.
"Engineer Cheng! I thought you two were lost. I finally confirmed that you are still alive."
"Haha! Mr. Wan! Although we are alive, we are not far from death. We are both exhausted."
It's over! It's over.
Not to mention how the discussion went over there, Cheng Gong's speaking style suddenly changed!
Has he been led astray by this guy Tan Sheng?
This is not his style of speaking. Not only does he use metaphors, but he also says words like "daddy".
"Stop complaining. If you can't get anything done, even if you pour out as much bitterness as the Yellow River, it's useless. Tell me about the situation over there, please."
"The overall situation is good. The Shanghai government is eager to get rid of these heavy burdens, but... some details need to be discussed, and it's difficult to explain over the phone. Mr. Wan, it's best for you to come over."
Wan Feng thought for a minute and said, "Okay! I'll go there in two days, after I've finished taking over the welfare factory."
Cheng Gong asked Wan Feng to go there probably because he encountered an unsolvable problem or was unable to make the decision.
After the welfare factory accepted him, he planned to go to Shanghai.
As long as the government doesn't get in the way, everything else will be easy to solve.
Wan Feng had just put down the phone when Wen Guanghua appeared in front of him awkwardly.
Although he has been the head of the automotive project for more than a month, he still feels like he is not an official.
I always feel like a hero with a lack of energy.
"Boss Wan! I want to make a suggestion."
"Minister Wen! You look like a young wife who's been dumped by a man. Speak louder and more confidently. Show your masterly spirit and say it again!"
"Mr. Wan! I would like to make a suggestion." Wen Guanghua's voice was louder, but it was still not loud enough.
"That's more like it! Sit down! What suggestions do you have?"
Wen Guanghua's visit to Wan Feng was naturally about the truck.
Wen Guanghua sat across from Wan Feng and said, "When we sent people down to conduct market research a few days ago, we discovered some changes in the market."
"Oh! Tell me more."
"Aren't tractors used for transportation in society these days?"
Wan Feng nodded.
This is very correct. When China just started its reform and opening up, it needed a lot of transportation capacity. Without so many cars, it had to use tractors to make up the number.
At that time, many of the hardest and most tiring transportation jobs were done by tractors.
At this time in his previous life, he was driving a tractor for others, from 1987 until 1991 when he went to work in a factory.
At that time, the main work was to build shrimp circles along the coast and fill the sea with stones.
After 1988, building residential houses became a trend, and the infrastructure team had a lot of work to do.
The gross income from maintaining a tractor specifically for hauling freight is between one hundred and twenty and one hundred and fifty yuan a day.
After deducting the cost of oil and wear and tear, more than half of the profit will be left.
This stage can be said to be a climax period for personal car ownership in the north.
These jobs continued until around the mid-1990s. The shrimp pen was built, the infrastructure team seemed to be in trouble, and the car maintenance team was not doing well either.
"We've found that tractors are starting to fall out of favor among vehicle owners."
Isn't this nonsense? Why do we produce trucks?
"Whether it's the Shanghai 50, Changchun 40, or the discontinued 518-60 tractor, even some imported Czech tractors are being phased out. These car owners now prefer cars, but since they can't buy them, they can only turn to those scrapped old Jiefang trucks."
It is a fact that tractors are bound to be replaced by cars because of their slow speed and fuel consumption. Wan Feng has had a profound experience of this. All the stones for building the shrimp circle in Heijiao were pulled out from Gaocheng Mountain in Caowei Village and Guanghua Village in Wulu Township. The round trip distance from Gaocheng Mountain to the Heijiao beach is about 70 miles.
With the same two loaders and one tractor working from dawn to dusk, they can carry four loads of stones.
An old Jiefang truck made six trips easily.
That's the difference.
As for buying an old Jiefang, there is no way around it.
The Dongfeng and Jiefang vehicles produced by FAW and FAW are still state-owned and rarely enter the market. Even if someone wants to buy one, they are not available. However, those scrapped old Jiefang vehicles are everywhere, with a price of around 4,000 to 5,000 yuan. They are both economical and affordable, but they are prone to failure.
"Some car owners want a small truck that can haul five cubic meters of stone or sand. It's best if it runs on diesel and can dump. The price should be around 40,000 yuan but not more than 50,000 yuan. Our Sibu Xiang is too small. I'm wondering if we can design a small truck that can handle this?"
Wan Feng thought it was a big deal, isn’t this already available?
Even the engines are ready-made.
"That's easy!"
Wan Feng picked up a pen and found a piece of white paper, and quickly drew a model of the King Kong 598.
He was more familiar with this. He had driven a King Kong 818 dump truck to transport cement for others and knew all the parameters of the truck well.
And their factory has ready-made engine technology.
The 480 and 485 engines developed by the Wahou Machinery Factory are still sitting idle.
"Boss Wan! You're truly amazing! Last time you casually drew a car model for us to ride back home, we were completely in awe. I didn't expect you to casually draw a perfect car model again today. It's so pleasing to the eye!"
Wan Feng blushed a little and said, "I'm sorry, I plagiarized this."
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