Chapter 42: Going Out, Promoting Toys

One week later, in Zhang Wen's office.

Zhang Wen stood up, pinching the thing in his hand.

A small drone was hovering over his head.

Left, right, up, down.

Extremely flexible.

Just when Zhang Wen was having fun.

Suddenly someone broke in.

"Hey! You wait!"

"Crouch down!"

Suyao hurriedly crouched down.

Just now the drone almost hit him.

After seeing Zhang Wen control the drone back, Suyao said helplessly: "Factory Manager, is it necessary?"

"I even specifically added a frame to this drone."

"The propeller can't hit people at all."

Zhang Wen grabbed the drone into his hand.

"Forget it, do you believe I can kill you with this drone."

"Don't believe it."

Suyao had a calm face.

"You say, do you know how much our drone's payload is?"

Zhang Wen asked.

"600 grams. About a catty or so."

Suyao answered immediately, he as an engineer at the aircraft factory.

Naturally understands the detailed parameters of the product.

"If, I use up all the payload, and put all TNT explosives on it?"

Zhang Wen asked curiously.

"Then I'm definitely dead, and you won't be able to escape either."

Suyao yawned, sat directly opposite Zhang Wen, and looked at several samples.

"You, always so uninteresting."

Zhang Wen said boringly.

Then, he sat down, disassembled the drone, and pulled out the SD card.

Inserted it into the computer, looking carefully at the photos in the SD card.

"No, not clear, the jelly effect is too obvious."

Zhang Wen complained while looking.

"Forget it, with your budget, it's not bad to be able to buy a proper camera."

Suyao complained ruthlessly.

"Hmm." Mentioning the price, Zhang Wen immediately changed his face.

"Wow, this photo, really okay, look, the nose is the nose, the eyes are the eyes."

"Hehe. Factory Manager, have you found a sales channel yet."

"Can't make products and have nowhere to sell them."

Suyao asked.

Zhang Wen's movements stalled, that's right, now it's 2003, drones and such, no one buys them.

And it's not the era of universal photography in the previous life.

Can't sell them as toys.

Can't sell many as toys either.

Zhang Wen slapped his forehead.

Damn, why didn't I think of this at the time.

"Instead of being here with me, it's better to go find a sales channel."

Suyao complained ruthlessly.

"Damn, you are ordering the boss around now." Zhang Wen said jokingly.

"Most factories, the factory manager is the biggest salesperson, you wouldn't know that, right." Suyao said.

"Fine, fine, fine, can't even take a joke."

Zhang Wen had no choice but to give in.

"I'm going to the Military Industry University."

"See if the students there want any."

Zhang Wen said.

Go find Cui Zhuren or other people, generally, the acceptance ability of college students for these new things is stronger than most people.

As for military use, Zhang Wen didn't think about it.

However, these things now can't be taken out, it's really far from Zhang Wen's idea of having missiles hanging under the plane and a pile of drones hidden in the fuselage.

Zhang Wen hurriedly took a few samples and went out of the factory gate.

He didn't have the habit of using a driver.

Just stopped a car at the intersection.

"Yo, you are from Qingtianchang, right."

The driver said familiarly.

After all, taxi drivers, basically no one has bad eloquence.

"Hmm, I am a worker at Qingtianchang."

Zhang Wen laughed, didn't say he was the factory manager of Qingtianchang, not many people would believe it if he said it.

A factory manager of such a big factory, no driver, no Mercedes-Benz, who would believe it.

"This is Qingtianchang's car, right."

Zhang Wen asked.

Yang Hongyi immediately raised his arms.

"I'm telling you, I bought this car."

"Simply, simply."

Watching the driver keep saying "simply," Zhang Wen stepped back, thinking the driver was going to hit him.

"Simply too right."

"This car is really fuel-efficient."

Yang Hongyi said.

"Isn't that pretty good? And don't pant so much, you almost scared me to death."

Zhang Wen laughed.

"Hey, look at what you said."

Yang Hongyi laughed.

"I'm telling you, these few days, excluding the share money, I earned much more than before."

"And I don't know what your factory manager was thinking, actually making it an SUV."

"These few days, quite a few guests specifically clamored to sit in my car when they saw me driving this car."

Yang Hongyi laughed proudly.

"I'm telling you, when I bought the car before, I was very hesitant."

"Seeing this car is cheap, I kept worrying about poor quality."

"Now I understand. Quality aside for a moment."

"If I have this unit price every day, after a year, I'd be happy even if the car broke."

Yang Hongyi panted and said.

"Don't worry, the quality of the car isn't that bad."

"Maintenance is also much cheaper."

"And there's no carbon buildup or anything."

Zhang Wen explained.

"How do you know, oh right! Look at my brain. I forgot this car was built by you."

Yang Hongyi said with a laugh.

"Hahaha." Zhang Wen laughed happily.

"You aren't lying to me, are you?"

Zhang Wen joked.

"How could that be? It's all sincere truth. Otherwise, how could I believe in your car? I can also be considered supporting domestic products."

Yang Hongyi defended.

"Hahaha!"

Laughter and joy all the way, Zhang Wen arrived at the train station.

Subsequently, got on the train to the Military Industry University.

As soon as he arrived, Zhang Wen rushed directly into Cui Zhuren's room.

"Hey? You said you were coming?"

"Good, good, good, okay, I'll wait for you in the office, you know my office, right."

"Good, just know it."

Cui Zhuren put down the phone, only then did he see Zhang Wen standing at the door with a big bag of things.

"Oh my, you brat, why are you here?"

Cui Zhuren said in surprise.

"Is there something wrong with the missile boat."

Zhang Wen laughed.

"How could that be, it's in steady production."

"Can't I come to find you if I have nothing to do?"

Zhang Wen looked at Cui Zhuren with a mischievous smile.

"You brat, not honest."

"What is this thing? Let me see."

Cui Zhuren looked at the big bag of things Zhang Wen was carrying and said.

"A kind of small toy."

"I thought, college students should like these novel things."

"I'll see if I can open a shop in our school."

Zhang Wen took out a drone and said.

"You brat, you really can't earn enough money."

"Not satisfied with the order of dozens of missile boats, and still want to build cars."

"I saw the news before. Your car is selling pretty well."

"Why, are you short of money again?"

Cui Zhuren asked in confusion.

Zhang Wen didn't stand on ceremony with Cui Zhuren, directly picked up the water cup Cui Zhuren used to entertain guests, poured water, and sat on the chair.

"Didn't I acquire an aircraft factory along with the car factory before?"

"Now the car factory has some color, but the aircraft factory hasn't had any movement yet."

"The workers below are making a scene. I have to find work for them too."

"Look, isn't this the product I designed?"

"If the students like it."

"I will increase production and promote it in universities across the country."

Zhang Wen told Cui Zhuren about his business blueprint.

Cui Zhuren didn't listen to Zhang Wen's nonsense.

Picked up a drone and looked at it.

"What is this for."

Cui Zhuren asked curiously.

"This is a drone."

Zhang Wen drank water and said.

"Drone? So small?"

Cui Zhuren looked at the drone that wasn't even the size of a palm and said.

"Shouldn't a drone be the size of Eagle Country's Global Hawk?"

"So small, what's the use."

Cui Zhuren asked.

"That's exactly why I brought them over, to sell them as toys."

Zhang Wen rolled his eyes; he wanted to make that kind of drone too, but he didn't have the technology right now.

Wouldn't he need to research it for a few generations first?

"How do you play with this thing?"

Cui Zhuren asked.

"This is the controller, it's super simple: press this to go up, this to go down, this to go left, this to go right, and this to take a photo."

"This is the SD card; plug it in here and it can store about 500 photos."

"You can view them by connecting it to a computer."

After Zhang Wen finished speaking, Cui Zhuren picked up the remote and gave it a try.

To his surprise, the drone flew straight up.

"Hey, hey, hey, this is actually quite interesting."

Cui Zhuren said excitedly.

"Right? You can even do this!"

Zhang Wen also picked up a drone, flew it straight up, and collided it with Cui Zhuren's drone.

"Fun."

Cui Zhuren said excitedly.

At this moment.

A military vehicle was parked downstairs at the Military Industry University.

Zengxia, who had spoken on the phone earlier, had arrived.

Zengxia hurried upstairs.

He spotted Cui Zhuren's office at a glance.

He rushed to the front.

He caught his breath.

Zengxia pushed open the door.

"Cui Zhuren."

He froze as soon as he finished speaking.

He saw Cui Zhuren and a person he didn't recognize beside him.

Above each of their heads, a tiny airplane was circling constantly.

It would move every now and then.

And it was very stable, with extremely fast speed.

"What, what is this thing?" Zengxia's eyes nearly popped out of his head.