Siheyuan: I can integrate everything!

All the newly built production lines are related to Wanxingbang.

An additional production line was also built for precision machinery.

"It's such a shame that such an excellent motorcycle can't be produced in our factory. If it were produced in another factory, it would be even more difficult to get one!"

A factory ** sighed like this.

Most manufacturers offer internal discounts, and it is common for those who are close to the water to get the moon first.

After test driving the motorcycle for a while, Deputy Factory Manager Li sent it back to other leaders for what they called "actual testing."

At the same time, Wan Xingbang called in a technician to record the actual data of the motorcycle.

"Director, do you know what my specific goal is in designing this motorcycle?"

Wan Xingbang came to the office of Factory Director Yang and asked.

"Your purpose is...?"

Factory Director Yang looked questioning.

He had indeed never thought about this issue seriously.

He believes that this is just an ordinary motorcycle, and at most its design is more novel and eye-catching!

"Director, the only purpose of this motorcycle of mine is to export it in exchange for foreign currency. Its overall design style is more Western!"

Then, Wan Xingbang showed his appearance design drawings.

The most important factor that determines the success of a motorcycle is not its performance, but its appearance!

Many people buy cars not because of practical needs, but mainly because of the handsome and eye-catching appearance!

“Can this motorcycle really be sold?”

Director Yang frowned.

In the 1960s, factory-made machinery and equipment were mostly imported rather than exported, and the main items that could be sold in large quantities to foreign markets were usually some agricultural products and light handicrafts.

"Of course!"

"I have carefully planned it. The manufacturing cost of such a motorcycle is estimated to be around a few hundred dollars. Mass production will have the opportunity to further reduce the price."

"The export price is expected to be around US$5,000!"

Wan Xingbang came up with a plan to export motorcycles in exchange for foreign currency.

Wow!

As Director Yang was sipping his tea,

He spat out all the tea in his mouth on the spot.

"The manufacturing cost is several hundred dollars, which is the currency unit of this country. Now you want to sell it for 5,000 US dollars?"

"Do you think foreign customers are stupid and ignorant?"

Director Yang expressed his distrust.

The cost of manufacturing a motorcycle is several hundred dollars in the local currency unit. If it is exported and sold for hundreds of US dollars, it is already a huge profit. However, now it is priced at five thousand US dollars? This is completely unimaginable.

"Director, just submit this plan. Whether we can sell it at this price depends on how the foreign trade department handles the operation. For now, we just need to ensure that we produce high-quality products."

Wan Xingbang was not worried about this concern.

In a hidden corner of a factory, Liu Haizhong and Yi Zhonghai were chatting and planning.

"Brother, you should have seen it with your own eyes, right? The factory manager, Old Yang, was riding the motorcycle invented by Wan Xingbang." Liu Haizhong said, "We really can't delay any longer. We have to find a good opportunity to act quickly."

"The more this guy invents, the more attention his superiors will pay to him. Maybe one day they will send someone to protect him, and then we will be completely helpless." He urged Yi Zhonghai. A few days ago.

Someone had approached them and proposed to cooperate and fight against Wan Xingbang together. However, after the conversation that day, the other party had not taken any action, which made Liu Haizhong very anxious. "You think I want to relax?"

"I'm also very anxious! But the problem right now is that we haven't prepared yet, there's no way." Yi Zhonghai clenched his fist and punched a tree. Then he immediately put his painful hand behind his back and bit his lower lip to avoid making any sound. Liu Haixin must be laughing at him in his heart! He could only endure it secretly.

"Oh, couldn't you prepare earlier?" Liu Haizhong complained:

"I have always emphasized that once we are protected by the upper level, we will not have the chance to take action!" After saying that, he kicked a big tree hard. When Yi Zhonghai saw his action, he hated himself to death. He could obviously vent his anger like Liu Haizhong did, so why did he choose to hit with his fists just now?

The hands behind your back must be bruised by now, and the skin may even be broken!

The two discussed it but could not come up with a solution, so they went their separate ways.

"Director! Director! Come and take a look. You have reported again!"

An employee, Bai Ling, walked towards the director, Wan Xingbang, holding a newspaper in her hand. The headline of the newspaper was a report about the self-developed high-precision grinding machine. There was a group photo in it, and one of the protagonists was a photo of Wan Xingbang and the second-in-command. This was also the only staff portrait. The others were photos of various machines taken from different angles. All the employees cast envious eyes.

Although it was published in the newspapers, Wan Xingbang did not pay much attention to it. For him, it was just the beginning of his career, and he would have many more media appearances in the future. Why should he care about this one more time or this one less time. In the White House of **.

"What's happening here?"

"How can the People's Republic of China have such high-tech machines?"

"The functional performance described in the newspaper is several levels higher than ours. Could it be that the information was leaked from a confidential research institute of **?" President Trump angrily issued an order to conduct a comprehensive and in-depth investigation into the matter.

Other countries such as the East Asia Empire also reported on this. The ultra-precision cutting machine developed by the People's Republic of China caused a global sensation.

Afternoon arrives.

Old Yang found Wan Xingbang.

"Xingbang, you have achieved great success again!"

Lao Yang said, "I just had a phone call with my boss. Many overseas countries have proactively inquired about purchasing this precision cutting machine. And the prices they offered are getting higher and higher."

His voice revealed obvious excitement. After all, this showed that the precision cutting machine manufactured by Wanxingbang was indeed of top technology, and even many countries expressed their intention to acquire it, including the Eastern Empire.

So did the top management approve the export sale?

Wan Xingbang was a little surprised by this. "Of course not."

"We have no plans to export at the moment. All new machines produced now are mainly for local use. It is not too late to consider overseas promotion once the local market's needs have been fully met."

Director Yang shook his head slightly.

The high-precision machine tools developed by Wanxingbang are the most advanced products in the world today. Naturally, such treasures will be used by our own people first!

“Although machine tools are not exported, carbon fiber is.”

"We signed a high-value export contract with a certain country, with prices as high as ten times the domestic market price, and with special terms attached."

When talking about the high price and the attached conditions, Director Yang's smile was particularly bright.

It is not easy to feel bad when a country has to pay too high a price and accept unfavorable terms when importing urgently needed goods.

By exporting carbon fiber to control this country, once they can no longer control themselves and have to rely on our supply, they will have no choice but to sign the contract! This is exactly what Wan Xingbang wants.

"Xingbang, you have achieved remarkable success in exporting carbon fiber this time."

"The higher authorities are collecting relevant data and operating according to the procedures. I believe it won't be long before you will receive another major reward!" Director Yang said envious.

Although Wan Xingbang had only been at the steel mill for a short time, he had already received many awards from important units, and each award was extremely generous! In particular, the military even specially assigned him a colonel-level guard week!

When the bell rings,

Wan Xingbang got on his motorcycle and left. On his way back to the courtyard, he attracted 100% of everyone's attention.

In the 1960s, even bicycles were rare, and motorcycles were even rarer. What's more, this unique, cool and dazzling motorcycle was only available to Wan Xingbang!

Arriving at the gate of the courtyard,

Many children immediately surrounded him. "Uncle Wan, did you buy a new motorcycle?"

"This motorcycle is so cool. When I grow up, I will buy one too. No, I will buy at least 10!" "I want one too!" The children surrounded the motorcycle, wanting to touch it but were afraid to do so for fear of damaging it, so they could only observe it from close up.

"Xingbang, is this really a new car you bought?" Yan Fugui looked surprised.

Even if it was a second-hand car, he would still buy it with great reluctance.

Wan Xingbang first bought a bicycle and then soon after bought this motorcycle. The price must be very expensive. It is a waste of money! "Uncle, I didn't buy this myself. It was assembled by hand. It will be mass-produced soon, but it will be mainly for export. It is not expected to have a domestic market!"

Wan Xingbang parked the car.

"Did you make this motorcycle yourself?" Yan Fugui was dumbfounded in disbelief.

far away,

After seeing Wan Xingbang’s motorcycle, Yi Zhonghai and Jia Dongxu, who had just returned home, had gloomy expressions on their faces.

"Wan Xingbang actually dared to bring a motorcycle into the yard. If the motorcycle had any problems, he would be extremely distressed, right? The factory would definitely punish him, right?" His eyes flashed with jealousy.

He also looks forward to owning a motorcycle.

But he couldn't even afford a bicycle, let alone a motorcycle, which was more valuable.

If you can't afford a bicycle, how can you possibly afford a more expensive motorcycle?

Later, when Sha Zhu returned to the courtyard, he heard that Wan Xingbang had returned home with a motorcycle.

"Ha, that's the motorcycle my master developed. You just saw it, but I rode it for more than ten minutes in the steel factory."

Zhuzi grinned and smiled.

I just got home.

Yi Dahai followed him home.

The smile on Zhuzi's face suddenly disappeared, and he stared at Yi Dahai with cold eyes. What did this guy come to me for?

"Zhu Zi, can we have a calm chat?" Yi Dahai spoke.

"I have nothing to say to you, what are you doing here?"

"If you have something to say, please say it. If not, get out of here."

Zhuzi followed Wan Xingjian's guidance - he must not be tolerant towards Yi Dahai; if he couldn't reason with him, he should let him suffer a little, teach him a lesson until he was speechless, and then see if he would find fault again in the future.

"Zhu Zi, no matter what, I am still your senior. How can you tell me to get lost?" Yi Dahai's face flushed instantly.

I was angry.

"My last name is He, and yours is Yi. If you want me to be your elder, please change your last name to He. Once you change it to He, I will call you uncle or grandfather."

Zhuzi sneered.

"You..." Yi Dahai was so excited that he trembled and wanted to leave in anger;