Rebirth of the 80s New Farmer

The pre-fabricated tip truck production line on the Black Reef was installed and idling, and the newly built flat-head line and tipping line were also transported to prepare for installation.

Yimeng is not happy.

"Mr. Wan! When are you going to add another line to the pickup truck? It's not easy to do anything with just this one line."

"The trucks haven't been delivered to the line yet, what are you in a hurry for?"

"That motorcycle has three lines."

This guy dares to compare with motorcycles. I don't know if the group motorcycles are the big ones now!

"What about your upgraded pickup?"

"The upgrade has been completed, and the prototypes have been built, just waiting for production."

The upgrade of the pickup is actually an upgrade of the fur. The mechanical aspect is almost unchanged, but the interior has been renovated.

Therefore, there is no need to conduct various experiments.

Although it is only an upgrade of some superficially beautiful things, it is not in vain, and the effect is obvious, at least the noise has been reduced by more than half.

All the seats inside were changed to sofas, a radio and a small electric fan were added, and all the front lights were changed to the latest square lights.

Because of the support of Asada Nobu's people, the level of the car's interior skin has also been raised to a higher level.

This time it looks like that, much better than the original castrated version.

Wan Feng drove it around for a while to experience the driving experience himself.

When Han Guang's family saw Wan Feng coming out again in the security company's yard behind their house, they stopped in front of the car with a stride, and firmly refused to allow Wan Feng to drive out of Nandawan.

Wanfeng had no choice but to drive around Nanwan twice.

The sound of the engine of the boss's car, and even the cricket-like sound from the driver's building due to the vibration all disappeared, and only the slight sound of the engine could be heard.

And the driving comfort is much stronger than before.

This upgraded version of the car is set.

The old car only cost 4 yuan, so it is no problem to buy an extra [-] yuan for this car, right?

Ok, deal.

Wan Feng immediately assigned the task of building a pickup line to Guan Hai.

Song Xucheng returned to Jiangwei as promised, and handed over the blueprint, a prototype and a set of molds to Wan Feng.

This prototype and this set of molds probably weigh seventy or eighty catties.

Wan Feng took 3 yuan to Song Xucheng on the spot, of which [-] was Song Xucheng's drawing fee and [-] was the material loss fee for the auto parts factory.

I used other people's materials for testing and made a prototype. Of course, I have to pay them, and one size is one size.

Of course, Wang Chunjiang was also present, so the money would naturally belong to him.

"Brother Song! Are you really not coming to our place? You come to my place with a salary of [-] a year, and you will get a bonus if you make something."

"Hey! Xiaowan! I want to come too, but you can't forget your roots. Director Yin is really kind to me, so I'm embarrassed to come out."

Wan Feng understands this point. To be a human being, one must have a conscience and a bottom line. If a person has no conscience and bottom line, it is no different from a beast.

"Brother Song! I still say that, the door of Nanwan Group is always open for you, you can come anytime."

Song Xucheng went home.

Wan Feng handed the prototype to Wang Chunjiang: "This is what you will produce in the future. The molds are all ready for you. You and the masters in your factory are thinking about it. After the equipment is installed, start working. Follow ten steps. The annual output and processing of [-] units."

"Didn't you say [-] units?"

"Oh! You think there are too many people? Everyone thinks you are so little that you are a freak."

Wang Chunjiang chuckled: "I'm afraid I won't be able to do it and delay your production."

"It's okay if you can't do it. You have to do it for me even if you work fifteen hours a day."

"Then let me try."

"It won't work! I must give me a resounding answer."

"Guaranteed to finish!"

"now it's right."

Chapter 1853 The majesty of a man cannot be challenged

In November, the weather turned cold and the river began to freeze. It was a season that was not suitable for field work.

In particular, the infrastructure project was the most affected. Tan Chun and his team went back to their respective homes, looking for their own mothers.

The most leisurely people this season are these groups doing infrastructure construction.

Almost all the people who gather in small shops drink, fart, play mahjong and poker are this group.

This is people's freedom. Although Wan Feng doesn't like gambling, he has no reason to interfere. He is too busy with his own affairs to care about others.

The logistics department of Nanwan Group began to count the figures and prepare for the year-end summary.

The various projects in the company are going smoothly, and the profit figure is better than last year, but Wan Feng is still not happy.

Luan Feng still ignored him, and now that Zhang Xuan was kidnapped, she dared not contact him anymore.

What makes him depressed is that the two of them have resolved their conflicts and become comrades-in-arms in the trenches. Now that Zhu Bajie looks in the mirror, he is no longer a human being.

What is this called?

The two sides appear to be in a cold war.

After more than a month of various preparations, Wang Chunjiang's air pump factory finally opened on November [-]th.

It turned out that the row of abandoned old supply and marketing cooperatives in the courtyard of the old brigade had become a foundry workshop. The furnace opening ceremony was held the day before yesterday, and the castings had been poured out.

After the sound of firecrackers for the opening, Wan Feng and Wang Chunjiang cut the ribbon for his small factory.

The opening of a small factory with more than [-] people was very lively, and the workers hired by Wang Chunjiang applauded and cheered.

After the ribbon-cutting ceremony, the sound of machine tool processing sounded in the workshop.

Although an air pump is neither big nor heavy, there are many processes, and it is also composed of dozens of processes.