Chapter 30

Subsequently, Zhang Wen followed Suyao to look at the situation in the factory.

There were about 3,000 people left in this factory now.

But these people were not freeloaders.

Many of them were former eighth-grade workers.

The kind of tough guys who could hand-craft airplanes.

The others were not weak either.

If placed elsewhere, they would all be talents that people would fight over.

It was truly a great bargain for Zhang Wen.

Although the equipment in the factory still belonged to relatively early machine tools.

Zhang Wen could even see the Russian on the nameplates.

In a word, the workers' skills were high enough.

But the factory's equipment was really poor.

Especially the processing equipment.

Hand-cranked, would you believe it?

However, the sparrow may be small, but it has all the vital organs.

The entire industrial chain was here.

Suyao explained: "At that time, because of the requirements of the Third Front Construction, most of the work had to be done in our factory."

"And done well."

This made the industrial chain in the factory extremely well-preserved.

After going around in circles.

Zhang Wen still found quite a few problems.

For example, rough processing and a lack of awareness of standardization.

Every part processed by a worker could only be assembled onto the workpiece they made.

To some extent, this could be considered one person, one machine.

When he was almost done looking, Suyao took Zhang Wen into a factory building.

"This is our aborted drone."

"Factory Director, you seem interested?" Suyao looked at Zhang Wen's keen interest.

Zhang Wen squatted down and looked carefully at every inch of the parts.

The drone they made.

It was called small.

In reality, it was about the same size as a car.

In terms of power, it used a radial engine; the power was not bad, fuel consumption was high, but the stability was not bad.

And the engine noise was huge.

The control system used a wired connection.

It was not connected via wireless signals, which greatly restricted the operating range of this drone.

Everything else was fine.

But these problems alone were enough to sentence it to death.

"I understand."

"Personnel matters will remain unchanged for now; Suyao, you manage this place first."

"For future planning and development issues,"

"Come to the Qingtianchang to find me tomorrow."

Zhang Wen already had a plan for this airplane factory in his heart.

But he couldn't do this right now.

There were still problems with the motor; it seems he might have to find someone.

Zhang Wen thought to himself.

Subsequently, he bid farewell to the Hongtianfeijichang.

And returned to the broken car Ding Hui was driving.

Now there were only two people in the car.

Zhang Wen didn't feel embarrassed anymore.

"I say, Ding Hui."

"In your factory, does no one know that this car is really trash?"

Zhang Wen really couldn't help it.

"Factory Director, we also know this thing doesn't work."

"But how to do it, we really have no clue."

Ding Hui said to Zhang Wen while driving.

"None of us had ever built a car at that time."

"We could only brainstorm. Add whatever we had."

"We dismantled a Jiefang-brand truck in the factory."

"Studied it one by one."

"Then looked at what the truck didn't need."

"And what the sedan needed."

"As a result, once integrated, it became what you see now, Factory Director."

"Good heavens!" Zhang Wen slapped his head in despair; trucks and sedans are simply two different tracks.

They actually copied a truck to build a sedan.

It would be a miracle if this could be right.

"But Factory Director, don't look at our car as trash, it still sells for 100,000."

Ding Hui continued.

"What the hell? 100,000? Why don't you go rob someone?" Zhang Wen asked in shock.

It would be considered not bad if they could sell one of these things.

"No way, the material cost alone is worth 100,000."

"Plus other costs, we can already be considered selling cars at a loss."

"And other domestic cars are about the same."

"You know, 100,000 yuan, to be able to buy a car, is about right."

"Look now, where is there a 100,000 yuan car? Xiao Ri Zi's Corolla costs at least 270,000 or 280,000."

"Volkswagen's Santana. Over 300,000."

"And, you have to pay extra to buy these two cars. If you don't add 50,000 or 60,000, you can't even get out of the 4S shop door!"

"Alright, Factory Director, we're here."

Ding Hui finally stopped at the factory gate.

Zhang Wen was really uncomfortable from the bumping.

Then Ding Hui helped Zhang Wen walk into the 723 Factory, which was originally a tank factory.

Coming to the workshop, Zhang Wen discovered the exact same problem as the Hongtianfeijichang.

Manual assembly is fine, at least it can be understood; after all, the limitations of the era are here.

But, is hand-hammering parts a bit too much?

The tolerance between parts is ridiculously large.

The accessories on two cars are completely non-interchangeable.

The engine is a tank engine they modified themselves.

It burns diesel.

Now Zhang Wen finally knew why it was so shaky.

And the suspension.

Good heavens.

Zhang Wen asked.

Ding Hui said blankly: "Suspension? What is suspension?"

"You don't know what suspension is?" Zhang Wen didn't know how many times he had been shocked today.

Ding Hui just shook his head blankly.

Zhang Wen thought for a moment.

Finally, he knew, that tank thing doesn't have suspension at all; that thing has tracks underneath!

Trucks are the same; there is no room for suspension development.

Zhang Wen was completely convinced.

"In your factory, does no one have a car?"

Ding Hui said with a cheeky face: "We have them, but we can't reach other people's standards."

"After all, how many years have they been building cars."

"How many years have we been building cars, don't you think?"

"It's your mom!"

Zhang Wen rubbed his head; he had a headache now.

No, the problems with these two factories are too big.

Now they must be completely overturned and started over.

"Alright. I'm going back."

Then, Zhang Wen left the 723 Factory directly.

Back in the office of the Qingtianchang.

This instantly stunned everyone who was preparing to give Zhang Wen a surprise.

"What's wrong with the Factory Director?"

"Don't know?"

"Chen Shifu, why don't you go in and ask?"

Chen Shifu looked at everyone and had to bite the bullet and go in.

"Who is it?"

"It's me, Old Chen."

"Come in."

The room responded.

After Chen Shifu entered, he saw Zhang Wen writing and drawing on paper.

"Factory Director? What's going on? What happened?"

"Nothing. I bought two more factories."

"Now I have a headache about their planning and development."

"What?"

Chen Shifu had a dazed expression.

"What factory did you buy again?"

"Hongtianfeijichang and 723 Factory."

"You should know them, right?"

Once these words were spoken, Chen Shifu was completely numb.

These two factories were not inferior to the Qingtianchang in terms of scale.

"Factory Director, you're not joking, are you?"

"My heart can't take the stimulation."

Chen Shifu still didn't believe it.

"Here. The agreement is here."

Zhang Wen pointed directly at the agreement on the table and said.

Chen Shifu cautiously picked up the agreement on the table.

After seeing the content of the agreement.

"My dear mother."

"These two factories are worth hundreds of millions!"

"You bought them for two yuan?"