Li Mingze enrolled 400 students in the first phase, with tuition of 1,500 yuan per person, totaling 600,000 yuan.
After deducting taxes, examination fees, vehicle fuel depreciation and teachers' wages, he is estimated to have half of the profit left.
The bulk of this is actually the cost of fuel for the vehicle.
It takes three months to learn to drive, of which about one and a half months are spent on cultural theory classes, which is to learn the basic knowledge of vehicles and traffic rules.
The remaining time is for practical driving, including on-site training and actual driving on the road.
At that time, the driving license was only B, which means large truck, so the training vehicles were all large trucks. There were no pickup trucks at all, and it was impossible to save fuel by using a small-displacement vehicle.
By the time these students hit the road, it would be expensive for thirty trucks to run around in the city of Hongya, consuming probably several thousand yuan in fuel a day.
If we count from now on, the driving school can still recruit four classes by the end of the year.
One and a half months later, the first batch of students started to get on the car for internship, so that the driving school could use the cultural classes to recruit the second batch of students.
That is to say, we can recruit a batch of students every half a month, so by the end of the year we can probably recruit four batches of students.
A class earns 300,000 yuan, which means an annual income of more than one million yuan.
This sports school spent more than three million yuan on purchasing land, vehicles and construction, and it is expected to recover all costs in three years.
Wan Feng is only responsible for giving people guidance and advice. It has little to do with him how long it takes to recover the cost of a transaction.
After attending the opening ceremony of the driving school, the students entered the school and began to take the preliminary theoretical courses.
Wan Feng, accompanied by Li Mingze, visited the driving school's premises and facilities.
The venue has a pile-up area, washboard roads, uphill and downhill roads, straight roads and loops.
Trees were planted in the vacant area, making it look like a park.
After strolling around and pointing, it was almost noon.
Li Mingze asked Wan Feng to have dinner here, but Wan Feng refused and drove home to eat.
Luan Feng and Zhang Xuan were not at home this afternoon. His mother was busy cooking. The little troublemaker in his family might do something that would anger everyone.
Wan Feng did not return to Nandawan. After coming out of Wohutun, he turned directly into the road in Xiaoshutun Village.
The original road at the west end of Xiaoshutun Village has now become a village road due to the construction of the triangular land.
On both sides of the road are high-rise buildings built in the past two years, all of which are about seven or eight stories high.
The most significant change this year is that the original two-lane road under your feet has been widened to four lanes.
With more buildings, there are naturally more stores, and these stores also open many businesses.
Wan Feng accidentally saw the sign of Heihezhujiangwei office when he passed by.
Then I remembered that this was the place where Quyang purchased motorcycle parts.
He had forgotten that such a unit existed.
Wan Feng thought about it, turned the car to the door of the office, stopped and walked into the office.
There were four people in the office, none of whom Wan Feng knew.
But it doesn’t matter. If we don’t know each other, we will naturally get to know each other after a meal.
There happened to be a small restaurant opposite the office.
The small restaurant was originally the address of the small factory in Xiaoshutun Village. After Wanqianxiang's factory moved to the junction of Dashutun and Huanghui, Li Quan developed this place into a building.
Wan Feng ordered six dishes and chatted with the three clerks while drinking. He was mainly asking about the situation at Heihe. The production line in Quyang was installed around July last year, and it has been ten months now. He didn't know how it was going.
Through casual chatting, Wan Feng learned the news from Heihe.
The Heihe Motorcycle Factory officially assembled its first motorcycle on August 1 last year. The registered trademark of the motorcycle is Longjiang.
So far, a total of 200,000 motorcycles have been produced, and the main sales areas are Neimen and Lingji in Longjiang, as well as the Russian Far East.
The agent for Russian screws is Shaminov.
Basically all the motorcycles produced have been sold.
According to the current motorcycle market conditions, the net profit of an AX100 motorcycle is only about 500 yuan.
Heihe sold 200,000 motorcycles and made a maximum profit of 10 million yuan, which is far from recovering the investment.
"Are Russian screws only produced in the Far East? Have they not gone elsewhere?" Wan Feng asked.
Although the Far East region is large in area, it has a population of only about six million people. At most, it can sell 200,000 to 300,000 vehicles, so the market size is really not large.
"We started exporting screws to western Russia from the Manchuria port in March this year. We have sales outlets in Chita, for example, and sales are quite good. I heard from Mayor Qu that they might have to open another production line this year, as the 200,000-ton production capacity might not be enough."
This means that there is still a great demand for Russian screws.
Wan Feng also asked about the supporting facilities.
"Mayor Qu has been actively implementing these supporting facilities in Longjiang, and it's yielding some results. I remember when we first started last year, we had over 700 categories of parts to purchase here. Starting in March of this year, those categories have gradually decreased, to around 230, and now there are less than 500 categories."
This means that Quyang took ten months to solve the matching of more than 200 parts.
This achievement and efficiency are already quite remarkable.
Wan Feng remembered that when the factory was first built in Xiwan, Zhang Shiqian only completed fifty projects in a year.
However, Zhang Shiqian is a commoner, and Qu Yang is the mayor of a city, so the success rate of their work is naturally different.
If Quyang can manage this car factory well, it will really be able to drive a group of small and medium-sized enterprises.
Wan Feng also asked about Heihe Promotion's side business.
"Agriculture is no longer under Mayor Qu's jurisdiction; he's in charge of industry now. But last year, those hazelnut mushrooms and other crops were doing quite well, and this year we might expand the planting area to over 10,000 mu."
Qu Yang still has the possibility of making further progress. It is estimated that in two years, he may become a high-ranking official in Heihe City.
When Qu Yang comes again, if he wants a 90CC production line, I will build one for him. We can't just rely on the AX100 to conquer the world.
Even if he wants to reach 100, he will be given one, which will be a great boost to his political achievements.
After dinner, Wan Feng went back home to see his son.
This guy was holding a stick and chasing ducks from somewhere outside the gate. Those ducks were quite interesting. Although they quacked, they refused to leave and kept circling around Wan Chongyang, as if they were planning to take advantage of him and bite him.
Maybe he is just bullying the young one. If it were an adult, he would have picked up the stick long ago.
The man and the duck were facing each other in the open space at the gate.
Seeing Wan Feng's car, the little guy ran towards the car dragging a stick, and the ducks behind him chased after him.
Wan Feng stopped the car on the side of the road and picked up his son.
Luan Feng and Zhang Xuan might not be at home this afternoon, otherwise this guy wouldn't have come out on his own.
Just as he was thinking about it, Zhu Min hurried out of the house: "Ah! How come he disappeared in the blink of an eye? Xiao Chong..."
Before I finished calling out the name, I saw my son holding his grandson and laughing.
"This little thing disappeared as soon as I turned my head. It scared me to death."
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