Rebirth of the 80s New Farmer

Chapter 1974 Little Monster

When the Nanwan Group was in the cold, the test team of Weijia returned home at about the same time as last year.

Wan Feng personally greeted them outside the gate, shook hands with the test team members one by one, and talked about hard work.

In the icy and snowy Mohe, although there were no more than a dozen problems found in the south, several defects were still exposed.

After these deficiencies are resolved, next year the mini sedan will have a road test of no less than [-] kilometers.

After all, the sedan is more delicate than other models, and a year of testing is not enough to get it to market.

On the afternoon of the 26th of the twelfth lunar month, Yang Jianguo and Han Meng came back to celebrate the New Year together.

Today is the day of holiday, after Wan Feng arranged the holiday things, he dragged Yang Jianguo and Han Meng out of Nanwan and into Triangle Land, and finally came to the gate of a small factory.

On the gate of the small factory is the Brother Auto Parts Factory.

Yang Jianguo and Han Meng were very puzzled by Wan Feng's bringing them here.

"I said Xiao Wan, what are you doing with us here?"

"Aren't you going in to have a look?"

"Why do we want to go in and take a look? What parts of the car are produced by this car part?"

"Vehicle tape recorder."

"Ah! A car radio is also considered a car part? Isn't this named after a fool's neck?" Han Meng complained.

Zhao Gang did a good job of keeping this stuff secret, and he still hasn't told Yang Jianguo and Han Meng about it.

Wan Feng was just about to drive into the factory when he saw a blue yellow sea bus stop at the gate of the auto parts factory.

Then a large group of people poured out from the factory, scrambling to get on the car.

Zhao Gang also came out of the factory, stood at the gate and waved to the people in the car.

"Huh? What is Zhao Gang doing here? You don't need him to look at the gate, do you?"

Han Meng shook the car door and yelled at Zhao Gang: "Old Zhao, what are you doing here?"

Only then did Zhao Gang see the pickup truck parked aside and Han Meng poking his head out of the car, and ran over in a few steps.

"Are you back? I wonder why you haven't come back at this time."

"Not long after I came back, Xiao Wan said that he took us to see the place, so he brought us here, and he didn't say what you are doing here?"

"Go in and talk."

Zhao Gang also opened the door and squeezed into the car.

Wan Feng drove into the gate and got off at the door of the office.

When I entered the house, I poured a cup of hot water first.

Yang Jianguo and Han Meng realized something was wrong.

"Zhao Gang! Are you hiding at home and opening a factory?"

"It belongs to the three of us, and Xiao Wan forced it to drive."

"The three of us? None of the three of us will take a stand!"

Wan Feng answered: "I have to bring a shelf even if I don't have one, because the ducks have already been put on the shelves."

Zhao Gang told the story of Wan Feng being forced to start a business.

"Hold the grass! This is the handle?" Yang Jianguo and Han Meng were very surprised.

"Our small factory now has more than 70 employees, including handymen. It officially started in September and has been working for more than four months. At the beginning, the employees were all raw, and the assembled products were unqualified. The rate is relatively high, and after two months of running-in, it is basically working now.”

"By the way, Brother Zhao! I don't even know how the production is going in your small factory. Just when Brother Yang and Brother Han come back, you are talking about it, and see if you have made any money?" Wan Feng interjected.

"A total of 7000 tape recorders were produced in the first two months, and finally caught up with the progress in the next two months. More than [-] tape recorders were produced, and a total of [-] tape recorders were produced in four months."

Although the number is a bit small, considering that the company has just started, this progress is already good.

The gross profit of a tape recorder is 35 yuan. After deducting the factory rent, water, electricity, profits, taxes and workers' wages and bonuses, a tape recorder still has a profit of [-] yuan.

"You mean the three of us have made a profit of nearly 300 million this year?" Yang Jianguo asked in disbelief.

"There shouldn't be any now. When the factory was built, Xiao Wan took 100 million, and the 100 million left will belong to the three of us."

This was enough to surprise Yang Jianguo and Han Meng.

"Hold the grass! It turns out that starting a business is so simple? If I had known, we would have done it a long time ago!"

"It's not my fault. I told you to do it a long time ago and you just didn't do it, or you would be multi-millionaires by now."

"It's not too late to do it now, and it's too late."

"I will give you support for the company. Remember that cartoon. It is best not to have a situation where three monks have no water to eat."

"No, our brother has been around for several years, and it is impossible for that kind of thing to happen."

Wan Feng felt that he had to go, and how these three guys planned the future of their small business was none of his business.

He said hello, went out, and drove home.

Wan Feng felt that the Spring Festival in [-] was much more interesting than usual. In addition to his younger brother having family leave to celebrate the New Year at home this year, there was also a small thing at home to join in the fun.

Setting off firecrackers is a bit too advanced for Wan Chongyang, he can only be watched by his grandpa or grandma now, and it will be next year to do it.

But he has already developed a strong interest in firecrackers, and he always dances when he sees fireworks blooming in the sky.

"Mom! My brother and I were four or five months old when we were young, is it the same as now?" Wan Jun always felt unreal while holding Wan Chongyang.

The biggest surprise of his home visit this time was that he had a little nephew.

It's just that this little nephew is a bit dazzling. Is he still not sure that this is a child of more than four months?

"Fart! You and your brother will be able to crawl when they are four or five months old, let alone walking or even standing."

"Ah? Mom! You must be thinking wrong. My brother and I weren't so useless when we were young, right? Not even my nephew?"

The little nephew can stand up while leaning against the wall, this is not true!

"You and your brother were similar when they were young. It's not you who are useless, it's your little nephew who is weird!"

"You mean my brother and my sister-in-law had a little monster?"

"Strange...strange..." Wan Chongyang actually started learning how to speak.

"Did you see that when you spoke, it was after your birthday, and your brother spoke later than you, but did you hear that, your little nephew is starting to scribble now, and it's time to speak after the new year. You still say no monsters? I suspect that your sister-in-law was like this when she was a child."

Luan Feng, who was cooking purple dumplings, stuck out her head: "Mom! Who was like a child?"

"I said your son will look mischievous next year, come! Hug the little monster grandma."

"Strange...strange..."

This child can be regarded as strange, so he won't let others have a strange nickname, right?
Luan Feng thought that it was a great regret in her life that she didn't finish middle school, and she planned to raise her son to be the favorite of heaven.

Learning starts with dolls, so she bought almost a room full of toys for Wan Chongyang a few years ago, and during the Chinese New Year, she and her son played with various toys in the room all day long.

Wan Feng suspected that she wanted to play, how could a four-month-old child need so many toys.

　Thanks to Brother You Lan for the reward of 0 coins!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)