Rebirth of the 80s New Farmer

Chapter 554 Questions About Loans

Chapter 554 Questions About Loans

Motorcycles can't pull, don't we still have four wheels!Isn't that prototype car just for short-term work?

Besides, Xiao Jun has to run in the empty car when he buys four wheels anyway. Pulling a dozen peeling machines and threshers should be considered as running in.

A peeling machine is only more than 40 kilograms, and a dozen of them are only five or six hundred kilograms, which is no different from an empty car.

It's a pity that a trailer can't fit it.

"The soil miscellaneous company wants [-] units, cash on delivery."

"Then I'll send one car there first, and send the rest tomorrow."

Wan Feng started the prototype car and replaced it with a big trailer.

It turned out that the hand-held trailer was too small, about the same size as Wan Feng's motorcycle, so how many could it hold?

Even if the trailer is big enough, it can only hold twelve machines, unless the remaining three machines are stacked on top of these machines, but that is impossible.

The airspace of the machine was stuffed with straw so as not to scratch the exterior paint.

Wan Feng drove the tractor, which didn't even have a canopy, to the soil miscellaneous company in the county town and delivered the goods.

The remaining three Wanfeng promised to deliver tomorrow.

The ex-factory price of the peeling machine is 30 yuan, and each machine has a profit of [-] yuan, which is not a huge profit, but a normal profit ratio.

It was past four o'clock when Wan Feng returned from delivering the machines, and the brick factory's truck also returned.

When Xiao Jun comes back, he will officially hand over the car, and tomorrow the 22 will be driven by someone else.

Xiao Jun picked out a car front that he found pleasing to the eye at the machinery factory.

"You can drive it home when you go home, but you have to open a big road. The chassis of this thing is too low for a big river. You have to drive the front of the car for a day, and you have to run at least [-] kilometers. After [-] kilometers, you can hang the truck Run another [-] kilometers, then pull half a load and run another [-] to [-] kilometers. Basically, it’s almost done. Don’t take the running-in seriously. Whether your car will be able to withstand use in the future, and whether you have the strength to run-in a new car is very important."

Wan Feng almost tugged at Xiao Jun's ear.

Many people who don't understand the running-in of vehicles don't take it seriously at all. They don't know that the service life of a car and the running-in are crucially related.

"Driving home, try to run with the gas pedal floating as much as you can while walking, just watch as you don't let the exhaust pipe pull smoke."

Xiao Jun drove the tractor chug chug along the avenue to go home.

"This kid drove the car away, where is the money?" Zhang Hai asked.

"I counted three thousand and four thousand for his car. In the future, everyone in the Weida team will buy cars at this price."

"That's fine. If you don't have any discounts, you won't be stabbed in the back. I'm asking him about the money for buying a car. Three thousand and four is also money."

"He went home to raise money, and I lent him what was not enough. It seems that the shoe factory didn't pay me a dividend for a month. Adding this month's dividend is almost enough."

"Why do I feel that the team is at a disadvantage."

"Hehe, this time I went to Shenyang for an exhibition. If I saw a shoe-making production line, I was going to buy a set and come back to make high-end shoes. If the team doesn't pay, then I will invest myself and make money at that time. But it’s all mine.”

Zhang Hai immediately widened his eyes: "You have a good idea, this time I can't let you stick to it."

"Hehe, a production line costs more than 1 yuan, can you afford so much money?"

Zhang Hai seemed to have a toothache: "So much money?"

"You didn't look at how many machines there are in that production line. Even if a machine costs two thousand, it costs more than 1."

"That has to be counted as a collective. How about you spend money to buy it back and let the team borrow it from you?"

"Okay, the monthly profit is three points!"

The monthly interest is three cents, and the annual interest of 1 yuan is [-].

"Three cents! Why don't you rob the bank, little bastard? Believe it or not, I'll sue you for speculation?"

"Then go get the loan yourself."

When talking about the loan, Zhang Hai almost cried: "We have already borrowed [-] to [-] yuan now, how much can we pay back?"

"Ah? Wasn't it only five or sixty thousand last time? Why pay five or sixty thousand now? Didn't I say that I have to borrow hundreds of thousands?"

"Get out! Do you know how difficult it is to get a loan now? Some people can't even get a loan of 1000 yuan now."

That is now, and in two years the bank will take the initiative to seek you out to discuss your loan.

"There is no rush to get a loan. Don't worry too much about that small loan. It's only a few dollars. If you can really loan out 100 million now, you are a hero!"

Zhang Hai really wanted to take Wan Feng into the Yina River to feed the bastard, it wasn't you who signed the loan, so it doesn't hurt to speak while standing up!
A bicycle stopped in front of the team headquarters of the Wahou team. The rider stopped the bicycle and untied the two long iron rods tied to the frame of the vehicle, and then unloaded two boxes from the shelf of the vehicle.

Open the box and take out a piece of white cloth and tie it to two poles placed parallel to the ground.

"Playing a movie, playing a movie!" A group of children ran over and booed.

"Go, go home and go to sleep, or you won't be allowed to watch a movie at night." The guy playing the movie fooled the child.

Hearing this, Wan Feng sniggered. Whenever he acted in a movie when he was young, his mother would put him to sleep during the day and say that he would watch a movie at night. This was the excuse he used.

Unexpectedly, this trick is still effective.

"We don't have to go to sleep now on vacation." The child is still smart, and someone fought back.

The projectionist seemed to remember that it was still summer vacation.

"What movie are you playing?"

"Grandpa led the grandson to fight!" The projectionist was from Crouching Tiger Village, and casually said Hu Chai.

"You lied, there is no such movie." These children may not be studying bullshit, but they can remember the name of the movie clearly.

"Why not, new movie, this will be shown tonight." The projectionist teased the children while setting up the movie screen shelf.

What left Wan Feng speechless was that Luan Feng came running at the speed of a motorcycle.

Where is the lady that the paralyzed Lao Tzu taught you?
Luan Feng asked what movie he was playing, and the projectionist was no longer Hu Chai.

"405 Murder."

"It's really a new movie!" The children cheered.

Murder 405 was filmed last year, creating a myth that the number of viewers exceeded [-] million and the box office exceeded [-] million. What kind of miracle is this in the era when a movie ticket cost [-] cents to [-] cents?
This movie can be called a classic even decades later. If this movie can be turned into a color film and shown in theaters, it is guaranteed to be no less than those blockbusters.

Last year, it was screened in almost all cities, big and small, but it was considered a new film in rural areas.

Luan Feng saw Wan Feng and Zhang Hai squatting at the gate of the machinery factory and approached Wan Feng: "Is this movie good?"

She knows whether the movie is good or not, even her little man knows, and she doesn't know how this guy knows.

"It looks good!" Wan Feng replied without thinking.

"Don't you need to think about it before answering?"

"Why should I think, it really looks good."

"Go home and let my mother cook!" Luan Feng cheered and started flying home.

Wan Feng heaved a long sigh when he saw Luan Feng flying.

(End of this chapter)

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