"Whoa!" Aunt Cai cursed. "Ye Ni'er, what are you doing? You scared me half to death!"
Fortunately, Aunt Cai's hands were steady, and there were no major problems.
Shang Yechu quickly turned off the flashlight and apologized to Aunt Cai, "I'm sorry, Auntie, my hand slipped."
This thing is so bright?
Shang Yechu had assumed that this product, having been unsold for three or four years, would have long since stopped working properly. Unexpectedly, the lack of sales didn't affect its quality. However, it's also possible that Uncle Fan fully charged it before delivering it.
Shang Yechu, who had only mentioned it casually, became interested in the large flashlight and examined it from all angles.
As the car emerged from the tunnel, sunlight streamed through the windows. Shang Yechu finally made out the brand name on the bottom of the flashlight.
Two large, bold characters: Feibai (飞白).
The car drove all the way to Sheng Wenzhi's house. As expected, Sheng Wenzhi was still in bed when they entered. Shang Yechu urged him to wash his face while sitting on the sofa, and on a whim, started searching for "Feibai brand flashlights".
My phone automatically connected to Shengwenzhijia's Wi-Fi, and search results popped up. The first picture on the encyclopedia was of the top-heavy flashlight in Shang Yechu's bag.
Feibai brand was founded in the 1950s, initially belonging to the civilian branch of a local military enterprise. Because it was manufactured to military standards, it was extremely durable, with high brightness, long battery life, and resistance to drops and freezing.
The meaning of "Feibai" is not calligraphy, but "to cut through the darkness and let the day fly in".
The text on the phone screen kept scrolling.
As a long-established domestic brand, Feibai flashlights have a very good brand image. They are known for their integrity and trustworthiness. Besides their high-quality products, they also possess a strong sense of human warmth.
During the wave of state-owned enterprise reforms in the 1990s, Li Feibai, the factory director of Feibai Factory, refused to cut his own losses and did not lay off a single veteran worker. Instead, he implemented a "reduced working hours without layoffs" policy, which meant that each worker worked three hours less and took turns resting. As a result, although wages were reduced, all the workers in the factory worked together to overcome the difficulties.
Feibai brand flashlights come with a lifetime warranty. We have never evaded compensation for quality issues. Many returns and exchanges are based on "a receipt and a promise," and even if the customer bought a ten-year-old model, the factory will do everything possible to repair or replace it.
In addition, Feibai allocates a portion of its profits annually to the "Feibai Fund" to donate to struggling employees, out-of-school children, and remote mountain villages. For this, it has even been commended by the local government. Shang Yechu glanced at Feibai's place of origin and chuckled: it was an industry in Jinsha City. It was a place Shang Yechu was quite familiar with.
Unfortunately, with the widespread adoption of LED flashlights, headlamps, and mobile phone lights in the 21st century, traditional flashlights were gradually replaced. Feibai brand sales plummeted. Furthermore, Feibai's adherence to a "craftsman-style" production method resulted in high costs, making it unable to compete with inferior imitations and low-priced imported goods, ultimately leading to its withdrawal from large department stores and supermarkets.
Nowadays, it is extremely difficult to find genuine "Feibai" on online shopping platforms, and offline, it can only be found in small general stores like Uncle Fan's.
Young people like Shang Yechu have basically no recollection of this brand. They might even mistake it for the name of some kind of laundry detergent. Only older generations like Uncle Fan would stubbornly insist, "This is the best flashlight I've ever used."
Good products don't necessarily sell well.
Shang Yechu felt a slight pang of regret.
What are you looking at?
Sheng Wenzhi walked over, drying his hair. He was still wearing his pajamas, water droplets dripping from his hair, and he looked very casual.
"It's nothing." Shang Yechu turned off her phone, her gaze inadvertently shifting downwards, and a strange feeling immediately arose.
I'd heard he even had abs. Although they were barely visible, they were still... well, pretty good-looking.
When Zhuang Sheng showed off his muscles, Shang Yechu remained unmoved, only wanting to pass him on to Xu Hanwen to practice his acting skills. But now, as Sheng Wenzhi casually displayed his abdominal muscles with his shirt open, Shang Yechu felt a sudden chill, as if the other man's belly had been ripped off someone else.
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