Tan Sheng made a startling statement: "I brought back thirty-five people."
"Puff!" Wan Feng, who was drinking tea, sprayed out a mouthful of water like flowers from the sky. Unfortunately, Tan Sheng, who was sitting opposite him, was greeted by a timely rain.
This guy brought back so many people in just two months?
Wan Feng thought it would be good if he could bring back three or five things before the New Year.
After all, for a Shanghainese to come to a mountain valley like Jiangwei is not much different from climbing Mount Everest.
Fortunately, the tea had been stored for a while and was not too hot, otherwise Tan Sheng's face might have been as red as the rain hitting the beach and the pomegranate peel rolling up.
"Boss! I haven't taken a shower for two months, you don't have to spray water on me!" Tan Sheng was speechless.
"Two months without a shower? No wonder you smell like a plague pig. Thirty-five people! Holy shit! Did you bring all the beggars from the Bund here?"
"What are you talking about? Why would I beg for food? They're all powerful characters, all... how do you say that? That's right, all big shots!"
Just say it and you’ll be a big shot!
After saying this, Tan Sheng happily took out a small notebook from his pocket and pointed at the names on it to explain to Wan Feng.
This is Zhan Guohua from Wireless Factory 14, a national senior engineer who is responsible for integrated circuit design.
This is Lu Shengyong, an engineer from Wireless Factory 17, who is responsible for transistor manufacturing.
This is Liu Yue, an engineer from Wireless Factory 21...
When Wan Feng heard this, he realized that this kid had deceived people in front of him, and they were all engineers!
Even if Shanghai is full of talented people, there aren't so many engineers, right?
Why did you dig them all up?
Wan Feng couldn't listen any longer and decided to check on the person first: "Where is the person?"
"I arranged for them to stay at Captain Han's hotel. They came here to take a look. Don't blame me if they don't like it and don't stay."
"Of course I won't give you money if they don't stay. What if you lie to me? Take me to see it."
So in the hotel on the third floor of Han Guangjia Hotel, Wan Feng met the thirty-five technicians from Shanghai who were tricked back by Tan Sheng.
There are men, women, old and young.
Wan Feng's attitude towards them was warmer than the sun in the sky. He was simply devoted to them, and it could be said that he was even a bit flattering. He was truly concerned about their well-being.
It is mid-November now. For the locals, this is not the coldest time, but for these southerners, it is extremely cold.
These Shanghai people do have some complaints about the temperature here, but that's limited to the temperature.
Although they were born in Shanghai, they were still surprised by the prosperity of Wankou.
For example, magnetic card phones and pagers are the most modern products.
Although China's first paging station was built in Shanghai in 1983, none of these people wore that thing. Not to mention them, there were few people who had one on the streets of Shanghai.
But here they actually saw many people wearing pagers.
From time to time, the sound of a pager rang in my ears.
There are also magnetic card phones.
Shanghai only had some areas installed them last year, but here they also have them, and many people are still making calls while hiding in small telephone booths.
As mysterious as the spies in the movies.
Another thing is that the people here dress no worse than those in their city, although in their eyes the combination of clothes seems a bit rustic.
Just like Wan Feng in front of them, wearing a bulging down jacket that looked tacky, he didn't look like a company boss at all.
The company bosses in Shanghai all wear neat suits and have shiny hair.
That way he looks like an old farmer.
They looked at Wan Feng in a normal way, without any respect but also without any contempt.
If people didn't know that he was the CEO of Nanwan Group, they would probably have been humiliated by a bunch of cold stares.
The main purpose of these people coming to Jiangwei is to see and understand the local landscape, environment, customs and people.
If you like it, you might be able to work here. If you don’t like it, you can go back.
Their purpose is to see, so let them have a good look.
Wan Feng brought them to the Nanwan Factory and asked Cheng Gong and Gu Hongzhong to accompany these people to see everything there.
After all, Cheng Gong is from Shanghai, and they have a common language.
The other thing is to let Cheng Gong and Gu Hongzhong find out the background of these people, to see if Tan Sheng has given him some tricks, and whether they have any martial arts skills under their command.
Wan Feng is still wary of people who can talk big, as such people are most suitable to be scammers.
Although I can talk nonsense.
Gu Hongzhong and Cheng Gong took this team to visit every place in Nanwan Factory.
They were taken from motorcycles to cars to machine tools, then to Huaguang Technology and finally to the research building.
Wan Feng didn't know the consequences of watching for the time being. After handing these people over to Gu Hongzhong and the others, he went to work as a test driver.
In the morning, the prototype of the dump truck was started empty and drove around the factory several times.
Now, he thought he should take the car out for a spin and try out the feel of it.
It’s a pity that they don’t have a complete vehicle test bench for trucks. If they had one, they wouldn’t have to go outside to conduct experiments.
He had extensive experience driving dump trucks and felt that he was the perfect person to drive the first factory truck.
Wan Feng drove the car out of the factory gate in first gear. Wen Guanghua was sitting in the passenger seat, carrying a tool bag.
This made Wan Feng speechless.
If this car breaks down outside, you can use the tool kit and hammer!
It's so cold outside, why are you repairing a car? I'm afraid your eggs will be frozen.
Wan Feng drove the car onto Wankou Avenue in first gear and shifted to second gear.
This is a five-speed gearbox without a half gear. In Wan Feng's words, the gear shifting of the gearbox, which was made as a joke, is very smooth, and not at all like the gearbox of the King Kong he had driven before.
Wen Guanghua handled this issue very well.
After leaving the bay, Wan Feng drove the car onto the road to Wahou.
He was a little hesitant to drive somewhere else. Who knew if it would break down? If he drove towards Black Lagoon and got on a bad road, how would he get back?
It's freezing cold.
He had nothing to worry about when driving on the road to Wahou. If the car broke down, it wasn't far to walk home.
You should find someone to drive the car. If it breaks down on the road, you can just throw it away and call a car to tow it back.
After Wan Feng drove the car to the depression, he turned around and drove back, then ran towards Liutun. He also didn't dare to run too far, and came back after reaching Liutun.
For a round trip of three or four miles, the highest gear is third.
Overall, Wan Feng felt pretty good about this car.
Wan Feng drove the car back to the automobile department, and the people from Wen Guanghua's department began to surround the car, looking up and down, left and right.
The main thing is to check for oil leakage, overheating of the gearbox and rear axle, etc.
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