In the first few years, in order to expand sales, Jialing Motorcycle had to price its motorcycles, which cost nearly 3,000 yuan, at 600 yuan, and thus had to survive on military subsidies.
After all, it is not possible for them to produce all parts. Some parts can be made by specialized factories at a price that is more than half the cost of making them themselves.
In order to reduce costs, Jialing launched cross-industry and cross-system parts supporting work, from the initial five to the final hundreds of supporting companies.
Although the cost was greatly reduced, creating decades of glory for it, it was also equivalent to cultivating its own gravediggers.
After many years of strong financial resources, these companies began to move into the vehicle manufacturing industry and eventually defeated Jialing, the industry giant.
Therefore, people in later generations saw Longxin, Zongshen, Lifan, Jianshe...
If Wahou wants to enter a profit model as soon as the motorcycles leave the factory, it will also have to adopt the cross-industry and cross-system supporting work of Jialing Factory.
A CJ50 motorcycle has more than 1,500 parts. Except for the engine, Wan Feng plans to outsource the rest of the parts to other professional factories for processing.
As for whether he could cultivate his own Longxin Sect God in the future, Wan Feng was not worried.
Jialing was born with innovation but died because of conservatism. Wan Feng remembered that it was not until many years after the CJ70 was launched that he saw a CJ125 in the market. At that time, Zongshen Lifan's 125 had been running all over the streets for a long time.
It would be strange if a car model could be sold for decades without any changes or failure.
Coupled with its blind expansion in the later period, its investment projects could be seen everywhere in the country during its peak period, and it even started some other industries.
If you take too big a step, it will easily pull your eggs, and in the end, it will be killed by pulling your eggs.
These problems learned from the past will certainly not be repeated here with Wan Feng. In order to reduce costs, he can cultivate potential rivals, but he will never give his rivals the opportunity to grow and become stronger by following the old ways. As long as he continues to launch new products, he believes that these rivals will never have the chance to compete with him head-on.
He wouldn't give them such a chance.
The people in the stadium began to disperse and go home to watch TV series. Luan Feng finally stopped circling and the two of them went home.
It was around eight o'clock in the evening when I got home, and a rural TV series was playing on TV.
When putting the quilt on the kang, Luan Feng said something that made Wan Feng's eyes go dark: "You had a good rest last night, so it should be ok for the Five Leaders tonight, right?"
Is this woman planning to make a living from this?
Wan Feng took off his clothes without saying a word, crawled into bed and fell asleep. Luan Feng's laughter was heard behind him.
Tomorrow I will take people to make the yard of the garment factory into a cement floor to prevent the sandy ground from becoming sticky after rain. I will also install a volleyball net on it so that the girls can play volleyball, badminton, etc. when they are free.
Wan Feng gradually fell asleep as he was thinking, but just after a while, a hot body pressed against his back...
"Go to sleep!" A man's voice sounded in the darkness.
"No! I'll sleep after I finish the mission."
Is this a novice village? Does it even have quests to level up?
Someone had no choice but to get up and do the task. He vaguely felt that he had become a newcomer in the novice village, holding a wooden sword, waving the small wooden sword.
Don’t think that newcomers can’t kill high-level bosses. Tonight, an old man disguised as a newcomer eliminated an arrogant female boss in one go.
The next morning, as soon as Wan Feng got up, he started to plan what he had to do that day. He asked the truck that delivered cement to the brick and tile factory to deliver 40 tons of cement to the garment factory, and hired a four-wheel tractor to transport sand and gravel to the brigade yard.
Then contact the construction team.
Wan Feng spent the entire day in the yard of the garment factory, collecting various construction materials. Forty tons of cement arrived that day, as well as some sand and gravel. The construction teams also planed and leveled the ground, and it was almost finished.
Another day passed and we started to cement the entire yard.
First, they laid the stones and then added the mixed cement. It took another two days before the lower half of the entire brigade yard was hardened.
Standing on the concrete floor, Zhang Hai praised Wan Feng's move highly: "Nephew, do more of this kind of thing in the future. I guarantee no one will say anything bad about you. You will be our mighty Lei Feng."
"Haha, Uncle Zhang Hai, don't flatter me. I'm doing this so that the female workers in our factory can have a better living environment on rainy days. I've also taken care of other things as well. I'm not that noble."
Zhang Hai squatted on the ground and took out a cigarette. "You gave me the idea the other day. I gathered the team leaders from each team together for a meeting and let them choose from these small projects. Some chose luggage, some chose insoles, some chose hats, some chose belts. Now these projects have basically been distributed. Next, the team will provide some financial support to help them overcome technical difficulties. Do you have any comments?"
Wan Feng pondered for a moment. "These things aren't difficult to make. I don't have any opinions. At most, I can help them with some styles and patterns, and offer some suggestions for reducing costs. The specific steps are up to them. It's better to rely on themselves than on anyone else."
"That's right. Others have shown the way, but whether or not you can do it well is up to you. I've already sent people to level the ground at the beverage factory, and we'll start building the factory building once the ground is leveled."
"I guarantee that my machines will be delivered on the day your factory is completed. I can deliver them now, but I'll have to deal with them again after the factory is built. It's better to wait until the factory is completed and deliver them directly to the factory."
Zhang Hai nodded.
"And the stamping machine you mentioned has a manufacturer's location in our Wahou market."
"Oh? They are a state-owned factory and have set up a branch in our Wahou?" Wan Feng really didn't know. He didn't do any investigation on the manufacturers who set up branches in the market this time, so it was understandable that he didn't know.
"They won't be here until March, so I don't know. I was just wandering around the market yesterday and stumbled upon them. Their factory has presses ranging from tens of kilograms to thousands of tons. What size press do you think we should get?"
To make a punch press the size of a tricycle cab, Wan Feng estimated that it would need at least several hundred tons. Any smaller tonnage would not be enough.
"Let's buy a 1,000-ton one. It might be useful for shipping larger items in the future."
"A 1,000-ton punching machine costs only over 20,000 yuan, not expensive at all." Zhang Hai smiled proudly.
Not expensive? This was 1983, 20,000 yuan is not expensive?
Wan Feng was speechless. This is the generation gap.
"I'll go to the market and tell them to ship one over for us to install. It would be best if they could also make the mold for us. Once it's installed, we can start production."
After Zhang Hai finished speaking, he threw away his cigarette butt, stood up, and ran excitedly to the back of the depression.
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