Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

The construction of the auxiliary building of the school is now coming to an end. Some of the Tan Chun construction team who stayed here began to finish the auxiliary building, and some began to build walls.

The technical school doesn't have a courtyard wall yet, so a door stack has been built in the middle of the front, standing there alone, and it doesn't look good at all.

Once the house is built and the walls are enclosed, the building is considered complete.

The original plan of the technical school was to complete the handover by April 15th. Wan Feng saw that the current progress would not take April 15th, and estimated that it would be almost handed over by April 10th.

Yin Zhenfei looked at Wan Feng's magnificent four-story teaching building with eyes full of envy.

"That's great! Xiao Wan! If I didn't have my own business and have not paid back due to famine, I would have thought of working here with you."

"Boss Yin! You're joking, I can't afford someone like you."

"Really! I feel a vigorous vitality here. The chairman said that you are the sun at eight or nine o'clock in the morning, and your place is the sun at this time."

Wan Feng agrees with this, Jiang Wei is indeed in full swing of vitality.

Whether they are farming or working here, you can see from their faces their vision and yearning for a happy life tomorrow, and they are working hard for this goal.

This kind of emotion really infected Yin Zhenfei deeply.

Although Shenzhen, which is a special zone, is also in a vibrant atmosphere, for some reason, he always feels a little uncomfortable and awkward in Shenzhen.

Zhou Bingde saw Wan Feng coming in with two strangers in the principal's office on the first floor and greeted them.

"This is Comrade Zhou Bingde, the principal of the technical school. He used to be the captain of the construction team. Now he is retired and hired by me to manage the school. This is the manager Yin Zhenfei from Shenzhen. He has business contacts with our Nanwan Group. This is his assistant. Comrade Cao Anyi."

Zhou Bingde shook hands with Yin Zhenfei and Cao Anyi, and then led Wan Feng, Yin Zhenfei and Cao Anyi into the teaching building.

"This is a tailoring class. There are fifty-six students in this class. It is the class with the most students in the technical school. All of them are girls. The lecturers are from Fengfeng Garment Factory."

"This is a vehicle maintenance class. It mainly teaches the maintenance of automobiles and tractors. From engine and transmission vehicle maintenance to tire repair and electric welding, there are 43 people in this class. Contrary to the clothing cutting class, this class is all boys."

"This is an appliance repair class..."

"This is…"

Zhou Bingde introduced each class as he walked.

It was the first time for Wan Feng to enter the technical school, and he looked curiously at the students in the classroom through the glass.

Almost all of these people walked into the classroom for the second time. Compared with their mischievous and spirited sneaking in the classroom for the first time, they all listened to the lecturer attentively when they entered the classroom for the second time.

well! If you showed this mentality when you entered the classroom for the first time, wouldn't you have entered the university classroom a long time ago!

Don't talk about others, don't you feel the same way.

Thinking of this, Wan Feng laughed at himself.

Yin Zhenfei didn't say anything about other courses, he just nodded politely to express his appreciation, but he stopped when Zhou Bingde introduced the two subjects of semiconductor and computer.

There are not many people in the semiconductor and computer classrooms, about thirty in each.

The lecturers are two lecturers from the semiconductor department of the Nanwan factory, and they are all teaching introductory courses now.

Yin Zhenfei's interest in these two courses far exceeds other subjects.

"Your technical school still opens this?"

"Let's put it this way, except for the chef class, we have all the rest. Next year, Mr. Wan said that we will also have an excavator loader class."

"It's amazing! It's amazing! I really didn't expect that your business, little liar, can go so far."

Wan Feng is speechless, you have come to my house, so don't talk about a little liar, okay?

"Manager Yin, you haven't seen what my company looks like yet?"

"Haha! From the size of your technical school, the seriousness of the lecturers and the seriousness of the students, I know your company without even looking at it.

Must be very good. Now, let me see where your business is outstanding? "

Yin Zhenfei decided not to visit the technical school, but to visit Wan Feng's company.

Three days ago, Wan Feng took Lin Lairong to visit his company, and today he took Yin Zhenfei to the gate of the Nanwan factory.

He couldn't remember how many people he had brought to visit his company over the years, probably more than a dozen times.

If there is no food to eat in the future and become a tour guide, I probably won't starve to death.

Lin Lairong did not show much interest in the products of Wanfeng's old factory, but Yin Zhenfei was different. He was full of interest in every project of Wanfeng.

"I've seen this motorcycle in Shenzhen. Every night, there are people racing on the road east of our factory. It seems that they are riding this motorcycle. It is actually produced by your company."

Drag racing with the South Bay AX100? And this thing?

Who doesn't want to race in a racing competition? Isn't it ridiculous to use this motorcycle for racing?

Wan Feng remembers that in ten years or so, there will be a very large motorcycle market in Zhongshan City, where any motorcycle you want to assemble can be tinkered with for you.

Many of the cars of the underground drag racers in some big cities in Huaguo come from there.

"Dongguan seems to have set up a motorcycle factory. It seems to be called Haojue AX100, yes! These two motorcycles are competing recently. Some say that Nanwan is good, and some say Haojue is good." Cao Anyi finally opened his mouth and added something. information.

This time Wan Feng couldn't laugh or cry, what is there to compare it to?

Haojue 100 and South Bay 100 race? Isn't this a joke!

Except for the different places of production, different names, and different body colors, these two cars are the same in everything else.

What does this game mean? Will this tell the difference?

Isn't the idleness of these racing cars painful?

From the engine workshop to the assembly workshop to the packaging workshop, Yin Zhenfei looked at it carefully.

"No wonder you don't want to do such a lucrative business as a switchboard. It's a lot of money!"

"Hehe! Uncle Yin! You are really wrong. If you talk about profits, there is no switch to make money in making motorcycles. Don't believe me! My motorcycle costs more than 6,000 yuan from the factory, and I earn more than 1,000 yuan. How about you? Switches are also on sale now, tell me how much money switches make."

The net cost of the switch that Wan Feng gave Yin Zhenfei was around 2,000 yuan, plus the labor and electricity costs and taxes, the cost of a single switch was only 3,500 yuan.

But how much is it selling on the market?

In order to open up the market, Yin Zhenfei sold it at a low price for 9,500 yuan. What kind of profit is this?

Wan Feng earns between 1,000 and 2,000 yuan for a 6,000 motorcycle, but 6,000 yuan for a 9,500 switch.

Compared with the switchboard, the profit of the motorcycle is simply not worth it.