Regarding Zhang Fakui, Lu Yang had been hearing his mother complain at home for a long time.
Zhang Fakui often went to drink with Lao Lu, and every time he asked Lao Lu to treat him. Zhang Fakui was behind two consecutive business failures.
In the past, Lu Yang was not very interested in the interpersonal relationships between his parents, but now he has to cheer up.
Zhang Fakui praised Lu Yang and continued chatting with Lu Jianjun.
"Lao Lu, I went to the south for inspection. This project has great potential, and the gross profit margin is very high. The price in the south is only more than a thousand yuan, but if it is sold to us, it will be at least three thousand yuan. Maybe we can make a huge profit with such a huge profit.
Pen."
"Is the news reliable?"
"Absolutely reliable. Why don't you and I go to the south again? I have inspected Zongshen and Jialing, and the reception there is very warm."
Zhang Fakui and Lao Lu had a lively chat.
Lu Yang was cutting his nails on the chair next to him, his ears already perked up.
Zongshen and Jialing...it turns out that Zhang Fakui wants to win over Lao Lu to sell motorcycles.
This is another fucking sunset industry.
Fortunately, he came today. If he hadn't come, Lao Lu might have followed Zhang Fakui south.
The motorcycle project was very popular in the 1990s. At that time, motorcycle teams were popular for marriages. It would not be too popular for anyone to own a motorcycle.
Later, the ban on motorcycles was tightened, and many big cities no longer allowed motorcycles on the road. Coupled with the rapid popularity of electric bicycles, the price of cars dropped, and motorcycles were attacked from both sides, and gradually fell into decline.
However, Lu Yang discovered an interesting phenomenon. After motorcycle companies collapsed one after another around 2018, motorcycles were revived with full health.
When he drives on the streets of many cities, he can clearly feel that there are more motorcycles.
Most of the people driving motorcycles are young people. For example, the young ladies are wearing tight vests and leather boots, showing off their attractive figures.
They shuttled around the city in style, edited background music and uploaded it to the short video platform, gaining a large number of fans.
You have to admit that there are enthusiasts in these groups, and there are also people who master the secrets of traffic.
Lu Yang judged that if Lao Lu entered the motorcycle industry now, he would most likely lose nothing.
He once remembered that Lao Lu roped in his second uncle Lu Jianbin, who had just retired from the army, to work on motorcycles, but he later lost the money.
Could it be that Lao Lu’s idea was inspired by Zhang Fakui?
Lu Yang decided to wait and see what happens.
Zhang Fakui stayed in the factory until evening. Lu Jianjun asked Uncle He in the cafeteria to cook two dishes, and asked Lu Yang to buy beer from the village canteen.
They just ate food and drank wine in the office.
After drinking, Zhang Fakui talked endlessly. He knew everything from astronomy to geography, from street stall economy to the international situation in Kuwait, from Kuwait to Saddam, there was nothing he didn't know.
Lu Yang glanced at the other party. Although Lao Zhang was idle, he still had some ink in his stomach and was involved in quite a wide range of things.
No wonder Lao Lu likes to be with Zhang Fakui, because he can increase his useless knowledge.
However, Lu Yang lost his patience after listening to a few words. Many of Zhang Fakui's views were biased towards folk rumors and hearsay.
The meal lasted until nine o'clock in the evening, and Zhang Fakui went back on his bicycle.
Lu Yang and Lao Lu also rode their bicycles home. The surrounding wilderness was very quiet. They could hear the sound of crickets and frogs in the grass. The stars in the sky were clear and translucent. They never encountered them again.
"Son, what do you think of the motorcycle industry?"
"Dad, how much spare money do you have on hand?"
"Well...if all the channel dealers have settled the money, it will be about 60,000 to 70,000 yuan."
Lu Yang was speechless, he was so bold to do anything with just this little money in his hand.
He asked Lao Lu to transform into an MP3 factory. In less than five months, he made a total of 100,000 yuan, and spent more than 40,000 yuan on the expansion of the factory. He only had that little money left.
"Dad, the motorcycle industry is not optimistic. You must not do it."
"Why?"
"First of all, motorcycles themselves are banned, but some cities have strict management and some cities have loose management. Once they are regulated, it will be a disaster for the sales of motorcycles."
Lu Jianjun nodded slightly. This is a fact, but who cares?
Lu Yang continued: "Do you know about the recent popularity of speeding gangs?"
The motorcycle gang is a group of young people riding motorcycles who specialize in snatching bags. The motorcycles are fast and flexible. There was little surveillance in those days, so it was basically difficult for the police to catch them.
Lu Yang: "There are also traffic safety issues, because there are many examples of traffic accidents caused by riding motorcycles, and because our country is developing the automobile industry, sooner or later cars will replace motorcycles."
He didn't say the last sentence. Motorcycles later became a toy for a few people.
Lu Jianjun thought about it carefully and felt that his son's analysis was reasonable, but after drinking today he agreed to Zhang Fakui to follow the south to inspect the market.
"How about we invest less? Then let your uncle also invest in individual stocks."
Lu Yang: Are you looking for a trap specifically for your own family?
He understood what Lao Lu was thinking, and he just wanted to get his second uncle together to make a fortune together.
Alas, he finally understood how many dreams the old man had crushed Lao Lu when he was still alive.
Lu Yang advised: "Dad, the motorcycle industry itself is a sunset industry. Don't get into it. Buffett said that focusing on doing one thing well in your life is the secret to becoming a master!"
Lu Jianjun asked: "Who is Buffett?"
Lu Yang: "Warren Buffett is a famous investor who specializes in stocks and funds. He is the one who likes to auction his lunch for money."
Lu Jianjun said softly, since his son did not agree to do the motorcycle business, forget it, and find a reason to reject Zhang Fakui another day.
In the past, he would not believe Lu Yang's words, but now he firmly believes it, because Lu Yang's ability to make money is much faster than him, and this MP3 factory still relies on his son to turn losses into profits.
After returning home, Shen Lijuan was overjoyed to see her son. She looked around Lu Yang for a long time and started her daily nagging mode.
"Why didn't you call me when you came back?"
"have you eaten?"
"Aren't you going to the provincial capital this time?"
"Look at me, I've gotten tanned these past few days. It looks like I was tricked into going to Southeast Asia."
Lu Yang patiently chatted with his mother, while watching TV, he also told her about his plan to make a motorcycle.
Shen Lijuan turned to Lao Lu and said: "I think the motorcycle business should be easy to sell, right? Look at the Wuyang Honda store on the commercial street. I heard that they can earn 50,000 to 60,000 yuan a year. In the past few years, they were still pushing tricycles.
I’m repairing my motorcycle.”
Lu Yang almost dropped the remote control. The looks between these two couples really stretched their crotch.
Shen Lijuan complained: "That Zhang Fakui is not good enough. He is lazy and lazy. If you want to do motorcycle business, you must not partner with him. It's almost the same with Binzi."
Lu Yang suddenly realized that the mystery was finally solved.
My mother supported Lao Lu in starting a motorcycle business, and then Lao Lu took his second uncle, who had just retired from the army, into a partnership. As a result, the brothers later lost money.
Zhang Fakui originally resented Lao Lu for not calling him and planned not to associate with him. Later, he found out that Lao Lu had compensated him and started to associate with him again.
well...
No wonder the family has been going downhill back then. It turns out that the root cause is here.
Lu Yang understands that every era has its limitations. Those who can seize opportunities and succeed are only a few, while most people are reduced to mediocrity throughout their lives.
He cannot criticize his parents from a later perspective. This is unfair.
If I didn't have to do it over again, I would still make the same choice based on my mentality and experience at the time.
Lu Yang told Shen Lijuan what he had said to Lao Lu, and Shen Lijuan gave up the idea and asked Lao Lu to concentrate on running the factory's business.
After returning to his bedroom, Lu Yang took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Gu Xiaowan.
Lu Yang: What have you been busy with recently?
After waiting for a while, Gu Xiaowan replied to the text message: Watching a movie with mom and dad in the cinema.
Lu Yang: Why don't you call me?
Gu Xiaowan: You didn’t come back again.
Lu Yang: What would you do if I appeared in front of you through time and space?
Gu Xiaowan: Humph, I don’t believe it.
After waiting for a while, she sent another text message: If you really show up, I will be very happy.
Lu Yang accidentally looked at the calendar and it seemed that Gu Xiaowan's birthday was at this time...