Cao Weidong’s purpose is to train a group of skilled workers to provide logistical support for Red Star Cars.
Cars are mechanical products and will always need maintenance.
Of course, it would be better if we could cultivate talents.
After all, in Cao Weidong's plan, the current Red Star is only version 01, and new models and updates will continue to be developed in the future.
"Just do as you say."
Director Tian made the final decision.
The matter was finally decided.
Factory Director Tian is responsible for running the production line.
Deng Dongming and Ao Sanyuan are responsible for setting up the technical school class of the auto repair shop.
The first batch of trainees are selected from employees’ families.
After the discussion, Cao Weidong stretched himself and left Jinghong Auto Repair Factory.
When we walked out of the production workshop, the sky outside had just darkened, and the sun was playfully hiding behind the clouds, casting a faint glow.
Looking at the afterglow of the setting sun, Cao Weidong suddenly felt like he was in another world.
I have been really busy during this time.
He rarely goes home so early.
The man in the mailroom ran over at this time.
"Gong Cao, Gong Cao, wait a minute. I just got your pager number."
"My phone number, what does it say?"
Cao Weidong turned back in confusion.
The man in the mailroom put on his reading glasses, took out his notebook and read it.
"It's Master Lu from the 409 Machinery Factory. He said that the things you ordered have been prepared. He asked when he would go and pick them up."
"Thank you, I understand."
Cao Weidong suddenly remembered that he had forgotten to pick up the biogas generator set he had customized at the machinery factory because he had been busy working on a prototype car.
It seems we have to ask Qin Youliang to go to the city.
With this in mind, Cao Weidong returned to the courtyard.
He first looked at the seven inverted rooms assigned to him.
Under the care of Director Li, he successfully completed the procedures and took ownership of the seven reverse-seat houses.
In his plan, the four reverse rooms on the left can be opened up and converted into a large house, and the three reverse rooms on the right can be used as kitchens and warehouses.
As for the lighting problem, just open skylights to solve it.
He was thinking that he would have to find a professional master to look at the specific decoration.
"Brother Weidong, why did you come back early today?"
Lou Xiao'e saw Cao Weidong and greeted him warmly.
Cao Weidong smiled immediately when he saw the big moth with a red face.
"I've been busy with work at work these days, and I just got the results, so I can have some free time."
"The relationship is good, come and eat steamed buns at home, my dad sent them as a gift."
"Where's Brother Damao?"
"I went to the countryside to play a movie again. I was the only one at home."
Cao Weidong thinks Lou Xiao'e's steamed buns must be delicious.
"Then I'll just eat two?"
In fact, he ate four buns in total.
The buns are made with leek meat.
The skin is thin and the filling is large. The juice from the meat filling soaks into the skin, making it soft and elastic.
Take a bite and the meat juices will flow between your lips and teeth. It is really satisfying.
After eating and drinking, while sitting and resting, Lou Xiaoe said.
"Brother Wei Dong, don't you want to find someone to decorate your house? I'll find it for you."
"Then don't worry, how about your craftsmanship?"
He casually talked to Lou Xiao'e a few days ago, but Lou Xiao'e unexpectedly remembered it in her heart.
Lou Xiao'e wrinkled her little nose and said as if taking credit: "Of course, I heard that I have repaired houses for dignitaries before. It must be an old skill. My father asked someone to find it."
"You have to reward me."
Cao Weidong smiled.
"How do you want me to reward you?"
Lou Xiao'e covered her mouth and smiled, but her face suddenly turned red.
"Just tell me, as long as I'm satisfied."
This is almost made explicit.
Cao Weidong's eyes moved on Lou Xiao'e, and he suddenly felt emotional.
"Looks like I have to eat two more buns."
.......
After the storm passed, Cao Weidong hugged Lou Xiaoe and finally got down to business.
"Have you talked to your father? What did he think?"
Lou Xiao'e pursed her lips knowingly and hesitated.
"I mentioned that my father doesn't believe that they are the first batch to surrender, they are role models, and the higher-ups will protect them..."
Cao Weidong sighed.
This is factually correct.
But many times, things don’t go according to common sense.
"You'd better advise your father and think about your options in advance."
After becoming closer to Lou Xiao'e, Cao Weidong vaguely revealed to Lou Xiao'e some major events that would happen in the future, and asked her to advise Lou Bancheng to prepare in advance.
On the one hand, it is to save Lou Xiaoe.
On the other hand, I will also have a backer when I venture into Hong Kong City in the future.
Lou Xiaoe said with her mouth shut:
"I hate it, don't move your hands."
"Although my father doesn't believe what I say, he feels that Hong Kong City has great development potential and has already begun to make plans."
"He concluded that the two industries of real estate and textile industry have development prospects, and planned to start from these two sectors."
Cao Weidong sighed in his heart.
As expected of an old fox.
Although I still have doubts, I know that you should not put all your eggs in one basket, so just take action.
And he has a vicious eye.
At this time, the most developed industries in Hong Kong City were finance and real estate.
Looking back now, the old wealthy people who dominated Hong Kong City in previous lives basically completed their capital accumulation in these two fields.
Lou Bancheng can cut into one, and as long as he acts prudently, there will be no mistakes.
In this way, I have laid this hidden line.
He was so happy that he started to get excited again.
"You... are annoying..."
The resistance becomes weaker and weaker until it becomes inaudible.
.......
The next day.
Cao Weidong was not in a hurry to go to work, and was waiting for the master bricklayer at home.
The third uncle saw him sitting at the door and immediately greeted him enthusiastically.
"Weidong, don't you go to work today?"
If it weren't for the inappropriate seniority, he wished he could call him Brother Cao Weidong.
Cao Weidong took a puff of cigarette and blew out a big, round smoke ring.
"My four-bedroom house with seven rooms on the left and three on the right is ready to be renovated, so I am sitting here basking in the sun and thinking about expanding the four rooms on the left into a big house and the three on the right into a kitchen and warehouse... ...."
The joy of wealth lies in sharing your joy with others.
What’s the point of walking in brocade clothes at night?
Besides, with his current status, owning seven reverse houses is not an out-of-the-box thing.
And if the house has a bad history, we are not afraid of anyone reporting it.
The third uncle left with a dark face.
He felt like he had received a critical hit of 10,000 points.
My son is getting married, but he is worried about the house.
Compared with Cao Weidong, it feels like my life has been in vain.
At the appointed time, the master bricklayer arrived as promised.
This is a tall, thin, middle-aged man with a thin build and a beard. He carries a cloth bag with him. Although his clothes are shabby, he looks very energetic.
The bricklayer said:
"Hello guest, my name is Liu Yongyi. I heard that you want to renovate your house?"
"Master Liu, I have a general idea. Let's go over and take a look at the house."
Cao Weidong handed Master Liu a cigarette and showed him around the seven reverse-seat rooms.
Master Liu took out a ruler from his cloth bag and walked around several rooms while measuring and marking dimensions on paper.
By the time he finished his work, the structural diagram of the seven reverse-seat rooms had appeared on the manuscript paper.
Just looking at Master Liu's drafting skills, Cao Weidong knew that Master Liu was quite good.
Master Liu looked at the manuscript paper carefully, compared it with the room, and asked:
"I wonder what level the customer wants to pretend to be?"