When you are rich, there is Rheinmetall; when you are poor, there is Rheinsteel!

Jialim was stamping the stamps over and over again, while Lin Yu appeared in the tractor workshop with Kang Shikai and a map of Shandong Province.

Spreading the map on the long table and placing Kang Shikai's report on it, Lin Yu pointed at the report and said:

"Old Feng, come and see what we need to prepare if we produce tricycles and other vehicles."

Picking up the report on the table, Feng Lun read it carefully. The more he read it, the more he felt that it was a wise decision for Lin Yu to make Kang Shikai the head of the marketing department.

The tractors they produce are mainly used to launch rocket launchers.

Although Jalim ordered a few units this time, the production volume was completely unable to amortize the cost.

Externally, their products are not well-known enough. They did a sales trip around Lanling some time ago, but the results were dismal.

Therefore, the tractor workshop is faced with a choice, either to close down or to do other things to increase its competitiveness.

After a long time, he put down the market research report, frowned and said:

"Lao Kang, I need you to mark the road conditions in Shandong Province. I think this map is from 2000."

"Okay." Although Kang Shikai was confused, he still took out the pen on his chest and marked it on the map.

Ten minutes later, several more roads were added to the map. Judging from the markings, they were fast connecting roads between cities, but they had not yet been built.

Other branch roads are still the same.

After staring at the map for a while, Feng Lun let out a sigh of relief, and a touch of relief appeared on his face. Under the gaze of the two people, he explained:

"In Lao Kang's report, he divided tricycles into two categories, one is a gasoline engine tricycle and the other is a diesel engine tricycle."

"A gasoline engine tricycle is actually a motorcycle engine, but the tricycle needs to carry a load and the power output needs to be stronger than a general motorcycle engine."

"The power transmission method can be chain transmission or drive shaft transmission."

"This is easier."

"A diesel tricycle has a larger load capacity than a gasoline engine. It is actually a tractor with a shell and a different appearance."

"But considering the handling, we need to redesign it, make the chassis, make the engine, make the transmission shaft, and make the tires."

"The most difficult ones are the chassis, drive shaft, and tires."

"Because those people will definitely overload. We marked the load capacity as two tons, but they dared to pull ten tons! And they drove wherever the road was bad."

"If the chassis is crushed twice, they will dare to run to the store to cause trouble!"

Hearing this, Lin Yu thought of a joke he had seen on the forum later in life.

It was a discussion about China's modified car culture. Because he also wanted to buy a car at that time, he went to visit these forums.

So I saw the joke.

Fake modified cars: change the exhaust, put graphics on the car, change the brake discs.

Real modified vehicles: converting a tractor into a semi-trailer, converting a four-axle into a 100-ton king, and converting a semi-trailer into a road train. As long as the vehicle can move, there is still room for modification.

Thinking again, around 2005, those ruthless people who drove three-wheel tractors, Lin Yu nodded in agreement and said:

"So, now if you give me a sentence, can you do it?"

"If you can do it, then do it. I will give you the money."

The calm words and the serious look in his eyes made Feng Lun subconsciously want to retreat. However, as he took half a step back, he thought of his family and the wasted first half of his life.

I have wasted half my life, now I have a chance, let’s fight for it!

Gritting his teeth, Feng Lun nodded: "Go for it! Once these tractors are produced, I will go out for a walk."

Lin Yu tilted his head towards Kang Shikai: "Old Kang, you go with him when the time comes and find out the functional requirements in the market. In fact, you can ask more people."

"For example, for those who are doing brick and mortar construction, Zhang Congyi will let Zhang Congyi drive out for publicity."

"But while you're producing these things, don't forget to produce another car for me."

As soon as these words came out, Feng Lun and Kang Shikai's attention suddenly moved from the map to Lin Yu.

Kang Shikai didn't feel anything yet, but at this moment, Feng Lun just felt like a big mountain was pressing on his head.

He wants to give himself a slap in the face to make you talk bad and make you say that this thing is easy to do.

Look!

Now there's one more.

Taking a deep breath, Feng Lun looked like a dead pig and asked carefully: "Director, what kind of car do you want to make?"

"UTV." Lin Yu spit out a word, then picked up the pen and simply sketched the shape of a vehicle on Kang Shikai's report, and also marked the dimensions.

Looking at this car, Feng Lun felt awkward.

Because this car looks like an ordinary pickup truck, but it also has a cargo bed. However, this cargo bed is shorter than the pickup truck, and the overall vehicle length is only 3/4 of the pickup truck.

There are no windows, just a frame roof with hooks all over the roof.

Even the hood above the engine looks like a seat.

Anyone buy this thing?

Pointing at this unique car, Lin Yu continued to explain: "The all-terrain farmer's vehicle is powered by a diesel engine and requires a wading depth of 1 meter. It can cross deserts and light swamps at will."

"Come on, Lao Feng, I'm optimistic about you!"

Snap, snap, snap.

Hearing the tapping sound on his shoulder, Feng Lun's eyes widened. Was he asking himself to take off without even learning how to walk?

This will kill people!

On the other hand, Kang Shikai, who was next to him, stared at Lin Yu's abstract painting style and saw the general outline. He gestured with his hands and asked:

"This car is not used to carry farmers, but to carry people on the battlefield, right?"

"As long as you know." Lin Yu nodded and walked out with his hands behind his back, leaving only Feng Lun and Kang Shikai looking at the abstract car in a daze.

Finally, the two of them packed up the things on the table, waited for Feng Lun to finish his work, and walked out of the base together.

Go to the market first to understand the demand, and then fix the design.

When they were going out, the two of them passed by a black Santana. They stood on the roadside and watched the car drive into the factory. They were both confused.

Because the license plate of this car is the local license plate of Lanling City.

You know, Factory 567 is still notorious. Most people can hide when they can. If they can't hide, they will find ways to move to the side.

I wouldn't even consider coming here!

"Old Feng, tell me, what are the people in the car doing here?"

Feng Lun thought for a long time and quickly replied: "I don't know, but I should go to the factory director, but that's none of our business. Our first priority now is to go around the city and find out what the final model of the car is. What a prospect.”

"Then where should we go first?" Kang Shikai asked subconsciously. Finding the market is a statistical job.

But the functional requirements are a professional job and a bit confusing.

Feng Lun lowered his head and thought for a long time, then suddenly raised his head and said:

"Let's find Lao Zhang. He is working on a construction site in the city. He should need a truck to transport materials. He should know best what functions are needed."

With the goal in mind, Kang Shikai was full of energy and waved his hand: "Let's go!"

As soon as he took a step forward, he was caught by Feng Lun, pointed at the car parked at the door of the security department, and asked:

"Wait a minute, you're not going to walk, are you? Ask the security department to drive a car there. You can use this car as a reference."