Chapter 910: Making a Billboard



The text on the booklet is all in Japanese, and these masters can only look at the pictures and guess what it says based on some daily Chinese characters on it.

"This motorcycle looks strange, but it's quite pleasing to the eye."

"Young Factory Manager, let me ask you, do we have to produce all the parts for this motorcycle ourselves?"

Wan Feng shook his head. "We adopt an integrated production method. We are only responsible for producing the engine, or rather the most critical core components of the engine. The remaining components can be outsourced to other supporting factories."

"I see. So when do we start researching?"

"That's what I'm about to talk about. Before the delivery room is completed, we can't conduct practical research on motorcycle components. We can only discuss them on paper based on blueprints. So, since everyone has free time, why not study those blueprints? What do you think?"

"That's not a problem, but judging by the product brochure, the drawings are probably all in Japanese. We can't understand them either. Does anyone here understand Japanese?"

Everyone present shook their heads.

"That's not a problem. I'll find a translator and rent a house after dinner. You'll start studying the blueprints tomorrow, and your wages will be paid according to the standard we agreed upon."

The masters' enthusiasm has been boosted.

They left their homes and careers and came here just to make money, let alone any lofty goals and ideals.

"No problem, we'll start work tomorrow. We'll need some materials while we study the blueprints, so not having equipment is not a problem."

There are plenty of materials here. The Wahou Industrial Market has offices of manufacturers that specialize in supplying various materials. You can find materials of any specifications and grades in the country here.

The matter was settled and the drinking party was coming to an end.

After the drinking party, Wan Feng had to solve the problem of space. With more than a dozen people plus another dozen who would arrive later, the average place was really not big enough.

Wan Feng took Chen Dao and Li Da to wander around Wahou, and finally rented an entire two-story vacant building in the parking lot.

This small building is very close to Wanfeng's warehouse where the equipment is stored. Because of this, the location is very remote for business operations and is not rented out.

Renting a house in Wahou was not difficult for Wan Feng. He agreed on the price and rented the small building in a few words.

He took the key and hired someone to clean the small building, then opened the warehouse and moved the smallest box containing the drawings into the small building.

The second floor of the small building will be where these masters study the drawings, and the first floor will be their laboratory.

With their own workplace, the masters couldn't wait to take out the drawings and start studying them.

Because there were so many drawings, they couldn't be spread out on the table, so they were spread out on the floor.

After all, they were experienced people coming from the factory, so they quickly divided themselves into several groups, with each group studying one or several components.

Wan Feng's current experience with this type of motorcycle is of little use, so he won't pretend to be an expert here.

Anyway, this thing cannot be figured out in three or five days, so let them study it slowly.

Wan Feng told Chen Dao to make a list of the materials he needed, and then he went to prepare the materials according to the list and walked out of the building.

It was already past four in the afternoon. Some of the vehicles carrying goods had already left the parking lot, and some were preparing to leave.

The profit this parking lot generates for the Wahou collective will not be less than hundreds of thousands a year.

Looking at the sky, Luan Feng was about to get off work, so Wan Feng rode his motorcycle to the garment factory to pick her up.

"You go buy some groceries and then come back to cook. I'll do some work in the market."

"Ah? What else do you want now?"

"It's just a small matter. It will only take a moment."

While Luan Feng went home to cook, he came to the market alone and walked into the handicraft area of ​​the market.

Wan Feng is not sure when this area was established. It mainly deals in books, paper, pens, calligraphy and paintings, etc. But since these country bumpkins in Wahou are dealing in art, doesn’t it hurt that you bring your pots and pans here as well?

Since this is an area that sells paper and pens, there will naturally be art photography studios and the like. There are several photography, film and painting studios on this street.

Wan Feng bought a SLR camera at the first photo studio on this street.

Now there are several shops selling photographic equipment on this street.

Wan Feng walked around the street and finally chose an art club with no customers and walked in.

The owner looked like a scholar, a young man about twenty-four or twenty-five years old, wearing a pair of glasses and dressed in very ordinary clothes.

The store was a mess with some graffiti-like paintings of unknown style, as well as a few works that looked like advertisements. It was a bit messy and didn't look like a store at all.

When the owner saw the customer coming, he stood up in a hurry with a slightly frightened expression on his face.

A typical scholar doing business. With this expression, he probably won’t be able to open a business in three years.

Wan Feng put his hands behind his back, looked around the store and asked, "Boss, do you want to draw an advertisement?"

The young man with glasses nodded: "Draw!"

"Do you want to take the advertisement?"

"catch!"

Finished?

Then everything will be fine!

Why don't you ask me what kind of ad I'm making? What size and design? Is it going to be hung on the wall or posted on the wall?

Wan Feng sighed: "Boss, where are you from?"

"From Chishan."

Chishan is located at the junction of Hongya and Gai County, and belongs to Gai County.

"I want to make a billboard, ten meters long and five meters wide."

"A billboard that's ten meters long and five meters wide?" The owner of the art club seemed frightened.

Although his art club had taken on billboards before, any billboards around three or five meters were considered large, and they had never taken on such a large job.

"These billboards are to be hung on the rooftop right in front of the market gate. You're not only going to make them, but you're also going to be in charge of installing them. Can you take this on?"

"Well..." the shop owner hesitated.

It is a problem to install such a large billboard, let alone put it on the roof.

"Just tell me if you can do it. As for the price, you can name it as long as it's not outrageous. If you do this job well, you'll get a lot of advertising business in the future."

"capable!"

"Sure?"

"Sure!"

“We need to write a few words on the billboard.”

The man with glasses brought paper and pen.

Wan Feng left two lines of words on the paper: Leading the fashion trend, pointing out the fashion world, Hongya Fengfeng Clothing will help you spread your wings and fly.

"Apart from these twenty-four characters, I have no other requirements. But I will come to see your design in a couple of days. I hope your design will satisfy me."

The man with glasses nodded: "I'll have the design ready in three days."

"I'll tell you where to hang it when I'm satisfied." Wan Feng threw down a deposit of twenty yuan and turned to walk out of the art club.

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