Siheyuan: I Have A Mysterious Factory

"No. 1 in the world, I don't care about it." Xu Dajun said with a face full of disdain.

What's the use of being number one in the world in science?

Xu Dajun didn't want to do it.

What he wants is the prosperity of the motherland.

What we want is for the common people to live and work in peace and contentment.

As long as these requirements are met.

Xu Dajun doesn't have much to worry about.

Making money or something is secondary to him.

Of course, with Xu Dajun's means, it is easy to make money.

However, just the bonus from the motherland is enough for him to live.

Hearing what Xu Dajun said, Yan Kuang's eyes became even hotter.

"Okay, okay, stop flattering, and study the blueprint quickly." Xu Dajun said with a smile.

"En." Yan Jiekuang focused on the drawings.

Looking at these blueprints, Yan Jiekuang instantly became extremely devoted.

This is why he has achieved such great success.

Looking at Yan Jiekuang, Xu Dajun hesitated for a moment, then spoke again.

"Have you been home recently?" Xu Dajun asked.

"No." Yan Jiekuang didn't hide anything.

Xu Dajun is also aware of Yan Jiekuang's family situation.

The stingy Yan Bugui was extremely harsh on his sons.

It is also for this reason that no one is willing to give him a pension later.

Xu Dajun didn't want to see this.

Not because he sympathized with Yan Pugui.

It is because of human relations.

Children should take care of their parents.

At least, you can't ignore it.

"Take time to go home and have a look. After all, it's your home and your parents." Xu Dajun said.

Yan Jiekuang was stunned for a moment, and then spoke after a while.

"Brother Xiaojun, don't worry about it. You know the situation in my house. I really don't want to go back." Yan Jiekuang said with a wry smile.

Thinking of his father, Yan Jiekuang couldn't help but sigh.

"If he hadn't threatened you back then, I might not have been so heartless. That time, I saw through his essence." Yan Jiekuang continued.

Xu Dajun didn't know what to say when he heard this.

This thing happened because of myself.

He can't ignore it.

It's just, other people's private affairs.

Even Xu Dajun just mentioned it.

"Third Master is also worried about you. You should go home or you have to go back. There are more than two months to celebrate the New Year. You go home to celebrate the New Year." Xu Dajun said in a commanding tone.

Yan Jiekuang thought for a while, then nodded.

Xu Dajun stood up and walked out.

I went to bed today, haven't eaten yet, and feel a little hungry.

Afterwards, he came to the street, found a small restaurant, ate some fried liver, and ordered some tea soup.

After eating, I rushed back.

As a result, we haven't waited for the courtyard house yet.

I saw a few cars parked at the entrance of the alley.

Don't think about it, some factory directors must have gotten the news.

Thinking of these entertainments, Tianshi felt a little headache.

After becoming a celebrity, there are more troublesome things.

Think here.

Xu Dajun changed direction and rushed to his parents' residence.

It's been a few months since I went back, so it's time to check it out.

As a result, here, the situation is still the same.

I saw several cars in front of my house.

These factory managers are really pervasive.

Xu Dajun was a little dumbfounded, he had nowhere to go.

"Why don't you go to Dasheng and the others||." Xu Dajun thought in his heart.

Then, it turned around again and headed east.

On the way, Xu Dajun saw a factory, and a smile appeared on his face.

"The Sixth Automobile Factory?"

This factory is the first factory in China to produce motorcycles.

However, it is only a military-industrial product, not for civilian use.

Ordinary people can't buy motorcycles even if they have money.

The current motorcycles are all manufactured by reverse research. To put it simply, they are knockoffs.

Even so, it should be cool to build one yourself.

Anyway, it's all right now, so Xu Dajun walked over to the factory.

The guard saw Xu Dajun approaching and came out to stop him.

As a result, he recognized Xu Dawu before he got close.

"Are you Xu Guoshi?" The guard said with a face full of disbelief.

Who would dare to believe that we saw a national hero here?

"Yes, it's me. Is your factory manager here?" Xu Dajun directly asked to see the factory manager.

"Yes, yes, I will contact you." The guard rushed to the guard room and dialed the phone.

Not long after, he poked his head out without even hanging up the phone.

"Academician Xu, our factory manager was very excited when he heard that you came, and he will come out immediately." The guard shouted loudly.

Xu Dajun nodded with a smile.

Soon, I saw someone running over from the office building.

"Where is Xu Guoshi? Where is Xu Guoshi?" The man said excitedly, even sweating on his forehead.

"Xu Guoshi is here." The guard quickly pointed to Xu Dajun.

When the man saw Xu Dajun, he was stunned for a moment, and then ran over with a flattered face.

"Hello Xu Guoshi, I didn't know you were here, so I'm sorry to welcome you." The factory manager said quickly.

"There's no need to be so polite, what's your last name?" Xu Dajun asked.

"Whatever yours is not yours, what is expensive or not, just call me Lao Ding." Director Ding said.

"Okay, old Ding, do you want to regroup?" Xu Dajun asked.

Director Ding was stunned when he heard this.

"It's about reorganization. The higher-ups have turned our military into civilians. We are now considering what to do." Hearing this, Director Ding felt a little uncomfortable.

Since the above decision is made, it means kicking one's own factory out of the military industry.

Facing the future development direction, Director Ding felt a little helpless.

My own factory produces military motorcycles.

These motorcycles cannot be directly produced and sold for civilian use.

They have to improve.

Improvements will take time and money.

However, their factory just did not have the time and funds.

In such a situation, although it is not possible to dissolve.

Director Ding felt that the future was bleak.

"I have some blueprints here, which were given to me by some old seniors. I wonder if I can change to a motorcycle?" Xu Dajun said with a smile.

Director Ding was stunned when he heard this.

"Change to a motorcycle?" Director Ding looked at Xu Dajun.

Xu Dajun smiled slightly.

"You can take a look at the blueprint first." Xu Dajun handed over the blueprint.

He didn't have to worry that the other party would be greedy for his blueprints.

Director Ding looked at the drawings and frowned.

"Xu Guoshi, I don't understand." Director Ding began to sweat on his forehead.

"Then find someone who can understand." Xu Dajun was very generous.

When Director Ding heard this, a smile appeared on his face.

"Old Wangtou, go to the office where you teach the workshop director." Director Ding said.

Hearing this, the doorman ran to the workshop.

Director Ding rushed to the office with Xu Dajun.

As soon as Xu Dajun sat down and before Director Ding had time to pour tea, the workshop director rushed over.

"Director, what do you need from me?" the workshop director asked.

"I called you here to look at these drawings." Director Ding said, pointing to the drawings on the desk.

"Drawings?" The workshop director was a little stunned.

Go over and look at the drawing.

The next moment, he exclaimed.

"A drawing of the Harley Electra-Glide series motorcycle?"

It seems that the workshop director has seen the world.

He even knows Harley motorcycles and the specific model.

Xu Dajun nodded in satisfaction.

Director Ding is a little strange, is it necessary to make such a fuss?

However, the performance of the workshop director at this moment is obviously not excessive.

Whether it is at this time or in the future.

Harley Motorcycle (Lee Li Zhao) is definitely the top aristocrat in the world motorcycle industry.

Not only in performance, but also in price.

This is also the favorite of the hippies of a certain superpower, and even became a representative of their culture.

Of course, the most important thing is that this represents the top technology of motorcycle technology.

Therefore, the workshop director is so surprised, it is completely justified.

"It was given by Xu Guoshi." Director Ding said.

Until this time, the workshop director looked at Xu Dajun.

He recognized him at a glance, it was Xu Dajun who was on TV every day.

"It turned out to be Xu Guoshi, Xu Guoshi, are you going to give us this drawing?" the workshop director said.

"It's not a gift, but a motorcycle to ride." Xu Dajun said with a smile.

"Don't say one car, even ten cars are worth it." The workshop director felt like a treasure.

Hearing this, Factory Manager Ding gave him a blank look.

People want one, and you give it away.

You are not the factory manager, so you don’t have to be responsible, right?

"Compared with the one above, I think you need the blueprint below more." Xu Dajun reminded.

Harley motorcycles are awesome though.

But it is not what they can produce.

The blueprint below is the most important thing for them now.