The construction of the school's annex building is now nearing completion. Some of the people from the Tan Chun Construction Team who stayed here have begun finishing up the annex building, while others have begun building the wall.
The technical school doesn’t have a wall yet. There is just a gate post in the middle of the front, standing there alone, not looking good at all.
Once the house is built and the wall is erected, the building is completed.
The technical school originally planned to complete the project by April 15th. Wan Feng saw that the current progress would not allow it to be completed by April 15th, and estimated that it would be almost completed by April 10th.
Yin Zhenfei looked at Wanfeng's magnificent four-story teaching building with envy in his eyes.
"That's great! Xiao Wan! If I didn't have my own business and some financial difficulties, I would have thought of working here."
"Boss Yin! You're joking. I can't afford someone like you."
"Really! I sense a vibrant and upward energy here. The Chairman once said, 'You are the sun at eight or nine in the morning.' You are the sun at this time."
Wan Feng agreed with this statement, Jiangwei is indeed now full of vitality.
Whether they are farmers or workers here, you can see from their faces their longing and yearning for a happy life tomorrow, and they are working hard for this goal.
This emotion indeed deeply infected Yin Zhenfei.
Although Shenzhen, as a special economic zone, is also in a vibrant atmosphere, for some reason, he always feels a little uncomfortable and awkward in Shenzhen.
Zhou Bingde saw Wan Feng coming in with two strangers in the principal's office on the first floor and came out to greet them.
"This is the technical school's principal, Comrade Zhou Bingde. He used to be the captain of the construction team. Now that he's retired, I've hired him to manage the technical school. This is Manager Yin Zhenfei from Shenzhen, who has business dealings with our Nanwan Group. This is his assistant, Comrade Cao Anyi."
Zhou Bingde shook hands with Yin Zhenfei and Cao Anyi, then took Wan Feng, Yin Zhenfei and Cao Anyi into the teaching building.
"This is the clothing cutting class. There are 56 students in this class, the largest class in the technical school. They are all girls, and the instructor is from Fengfeng Garment Factory."
"This is the vehicle maintenance class, which mainly teaches car and tractor maintenance, from engine and gearbox repair to tire repair and electric welding. There are forty-three students in this class. Unlike the clothing tailoring class, all the students here are boys."
“This is the home appliance repair class…”
"This is…"
Zhou Bingde introduced each class as he walked.
It was Wan Feng’s first time attending a technical school, and he looked at the students in the classroom through the glass with curiosity.
These people were almost entering the classroom for the second time. Compared with their mischief and absent-mindedness during the first time, they all listened to the lecturer attentively the second time.
Oh! If I had shown this spirit when I first entered the classroom, wouldn’t I have entered the university classroom long ago?
Don’t talk about others, don’t you feel the same way?
Thinking of this, Wan Feng smiled self-deprecatingly.
Yin Zhenfei did not comment on the other courses, just nodded politely to express his appreciation, but he stopped when Zhou Bingde introduced the two subjects of semiconductors and computers.
There were not many people in the Semiconductor and Computer classrooms, about thirty in each.
The lecturers are two lecturers from the semiconductor department of the South Bay plant, and they are currently teaching entry-level courses.
Yin Zhenfei's interest in these two courses far exceeds that of other subjects.
"Your technical school actually offers this?"
"Let's put it this way, except for the chef class, we've opened all the other ones. Our General Manager Wan said we'll also be offering excavator and loader courses next year."
"Incredible! Incredible! I never thought your business, little liar, would have grown to this level."
Wan Feng is speechless. Now that you're in my house, why don't you stop calling me a little liar?
"Manager Yin, you haven't seen what my business is like yet?"
"Haha! Just looking at the scale of your technical school, the dedication of the instructors, and the dedication of the students, I know your company must be excellent without even having to look. Now, let me see what makes your company so outstanding?"
Yin Zhenfei decided not to visit the technical school, he wanted to visit Wan Feng's company.
Three days ago, Wan Feng took Lin Lairong to visit his company, and today he took Yin Zhenfei into the gate of Nanwan Factory.
He couldn't remember how many people he had taken to visit his company over the years, probably more than a dozen times.
If I have no food to eat in the future, I probably won’t starve to death if I become a tour guide.
Lin Lairong did not show much interest in the products of Wanfeng's old factory, but Yin Zhenfei was different. He was very interested in every project of Wanfeng.
"I've seen this motorcycle in Shenzhen. Every night, people race it on the road east of our factory. It seems they're riding this very motorcycle. It's actually produced by your company."
Racing with the Nanwan AX100? Is that even possible?
Who doesn't hold a racing competition when racing? Isn't it ridiculous to use this motorcycle for racing?
Wan Feng remembers that more than ten years later, there will be a very large motorcycle market in Zhongshan City, where they can assemble any motorcycle you want.
Many of the racing cars used by underground racers in some major cities in China come from there.
"It seems that a motorcycle factory has been established somewhere in Dongguan. It seems to be called Haojue AX100. Yes! Recently, these two motorcycles have been competing. Some say Nanwan is better and some say Haojue is better." Cao Anyi finally spoke up to add a piece of information.
This time Wan Feng was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. What was there to compare?
Haojue 100 and Nanwan 100 competing? Isn't this a stretch?
Apart from the different production locations, names and body colors, these two cars are identical in every other way.
What's the point of this competition? Can it determine the winner?
Aren’t these racing guys just bored?
Yin Zhenfei carefully inspected the entire process from the engine workshop to the assembly workshop and then to the packaging workshop.
"No wonder you don't want to do the lucrative switch business. This one makes way more money!"
"Haha! Uncle Yin! You're really wrong. If we talk about profit, making motorcycles is not as profitable as making switches. Don't you believe it? The factory price of my motorcycle is over 6,000 yuan, and I only make a little over 1,000 yuan. Your switches are also on sale now, right? Tell me how much you can make from them."
The net cost of the switch that Wan Feng gave to Yin Zhenfei was about 2,000 yuan. Adding the manufacturing labor, electricity costs, profits and taxes, the cost of a switch was only 3,500 yuan.
But how much does it sell for in the market?
In order to open up the market, Yin Zhenfei sold it at a low price of 9,500. What kind of profit is this?
Wanfeng makes between one thousand and two thousand yuan from a six thousand yuan motorcycle, and six thousand yuan from a nine thousand five thousand yuan switch.
Compared with switches, the profit from motorcycles is simply insignificant.
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