The train driver in the courtyard

Chapter 1061 Scooter Rolls Out of Factory, Dealers Frenzy, 100,000 Orders (Second Update)

Li Aiguo was unaware that the steel mill was showing a movie, and even if he had known, he wouldn't have had time to watch it because the assembly of the small motorcycles had already begun.

With the guidance of experienced workers, the young employees' assembly skills improved rapidly, and the assembly work went more smoothly than expected.

In just two days, the first batch of prototype vehicles successfully rolled off the production line and passed inspection.

"This vehicle is really beautiful, but it's too small; it's only suitable for women to ride." Section Chief Xing arrived after hearing the news and circled the scooter.

“It was originally designed for women.” Li Aiguo turned the key, and the dashboard was the same as the one in later generations, with two dials.

The larger one is the speedometer, and the smaller one is the fuel gauge. The two gauges are connected together, which looks very nice. There is also a gear indicator next to it.

The dial uses the same LED light array as the Red Star computer, which is inexpensive and looks very high-end.

Scooter motorcycles use continuously variable transmissions (CVTs), making them easy to control.

While it can't match the speed of a mountain bike, it's sufficient for daily shopping and commuting.

"Hmm, it's definitely suitable for women. Should we do what we did last time and release a batch for internal sales first?"

Section Chief Xing was also envious. His daughter had been transferred to work at Toyota this year, and having this motorcycle would make commuting much easier.

After mountain bikes went into mass production recently, the first batch of mountain bikes were offered at internal prices.

Veteran employees who had worked at the locomotive depot for three years were eligible for a spot, and that's when Zhou Ke bought his motorcycle.

“I think it’s a good idea. The cost is about 550 yuan. Let’s subsidize it a bit and sell it for 400 yuan.” Li Aiguo calculated the cost.

Although the price of four hundred yuan is considered high, many working-class families can still afford it by pooling their money together.

Li Aiguo used his purchasing authority to buy a car and also contributed money to help Zhao Yazhi.

Now that Miaomiao is in higher grades, she's quite busy with her studies, and having a motorcycle makes it easier to pick her up and drop her off.

In the evening, Li Aiguo arrived at Zhengyangmen Subdistrict Office on his dark blue Little Fat Goose motorcycle, immediately attracting the attention of many people.

"Aiguo, are you here to pick up Xiao Chen from get off work again? With Xiao Chen's belly, I think she should take a day off."

"Hey, a new motorcycle? Why is it so small?"

"I bought it for Xue Ru," Li Aiguo said with a smile to the street office staff.

"I knew it a long time ago, Xue Ru has fallen into a honey pot."

The staff of the neighborhood office teased Chen Xueru.

A blush crept up the young woman's ears as she overheard the gossip, but she felt secretly delighted.

While other girls were still thinking about riding bicycles, she was already riding a scooter.

Li Aiguo's focus was on the handling of the motorcycle.

After letting Chen Xueru ride all the way back to the courtyard, he asked her how she felt.

"It's easy to ride, really easy to ride!" Little Chen was so happy that she didn't pay any attention.

Well, it looks like we'll have to wait a few more days to collect the data.

The appearance of the Little Fat Goose motorcycle in the courtyard has attracted the attention of many residents.

Several young wives were quite envious, but when they learned that the products were currently only available for export and not for sale in Beijing, they gave up the idea.

Qin Huairu was sitting at the door helping Banggeng wash clothes when she saw Chen Xueru riding her motorcycle through the courtyard. Her mood immediately plummeted.

When she got married, Jia Dongxu promised to buy her a bicycle.

So many years have passed, and there hasn't been a single bicycle in sight.

Chen Xueru, however, got on a motorcycle.

If she hadn't changed her mind back then, she'd be riding a motorcycle now.

Qin Huairu felt regretful.

Aside from keeping a portion for internal staff, the rest of the scooters were to be packed up and sent to the port city.

This batch of motorcycles numbered as many as 10,000. To ensure their safe transport, the railway department specially added an extra train to Hong Kong.

Yang Jizong made arrangements in the port city, so that the train was still nominally transporting vegetables.

Also being transported were more than fifty large off-road vehicles, thousands of boxes of hand warmers, and more than five hundred Red Star computers.

The motorcycles were packed in wooden frames at the Qianmen Locomotive Depot and left Beijing under the cover of night, heading towards the port city.

Given the immense value of this freight train, the dispatching department made advance arrangements, with all trains along the route giving way and each station on high alert.

There was a joint team of meteorological station staff and crew members on board; there was no other way, as this train was worth tens of millions.

Nearly sixty hours later, the train arrived at the port city station late at night. The staff in charge of inspection were already waiting. They pretended to board the train and take a look before issuing a pass.

Many of the staff members are now planted by Yang Jia'an, and even if they aren't, they're all thinking about that side.

Several of the leaders had initially tried to take advantage of the situation, but within a few days, they fell into the sea while out at sea.

After the train passed the checkpoint, it continued its journey under the cover of night. Yang Jizong and his steward, along with dozens of large trucks, were already waiting in a wasteland.

"The cargo is piling up; it seems we should build a railway line directly into the factory," Yang Jizong instructed his steward to quickly arrange for people to unload the trucks.

Meanwhile, distributors from all over the world have gathered at Hextech's factory.

The factory was heavily guarded, with the Yang family members on the outermost perimeter. Anyone with an unfamiliar accent would be questioned, and if they couldn't provide a legitimate reason, the consequences would be severe.

This method, though somewhat crude, was very effective; several people from the small islands who came to gather information were detained because of their accents.

Inside, there's a factory security team trained by retired veterans, equipped with light and heavy machine guns, grenades, and the like. Even the most ruthless bandits in the port city wouldn't dare to mess with this place.

The entire transfer operation was completed in the early morning, with wooden crates being delivered into the workshop.

Dozens of dealers also tensed up at this moment. The quality of these motorcycles was crucial to their ability to make a fortune.

“Last month in our area, Xiaobenzi sold three thousand motorcycles, which is practically like picking up money off the ground.”

"Hopefully it can rival the little notebook's motorcycle, so we can also get a piece of the pie."

"Don't worry, the person who made this motorcycle is a designer of off-road vehicles, and his skills are top-notch."

"Yes."

Yang Jizong personally used a crowbar to open the wooden box, and the stuffing was taken out, revealing a dark blue, chubby goose-shaped cart.

"Oh my god, this is so beautiful!"

The beautiful design and timeless style caught everyone's eye, especially the bearded men from South America who stared wide-eyed.

Yang Jizong was also deeply impressed by the Red Star scooter.

Regardless of the quality, just based on its design, it's a sure thing.

"Wait a minute, let's install the battery and try it with some oil." Yang Jizong had already decided that he couldn't afford a large off-road vehicle, but he would definitely buy several of these motorcycles.

If you want to seduce those female celebrities, just give them a car, and they'll be hooked!

After installing the battery and adding fuel, Yang Jizong started the motorcycle. The motorcycle was barely audible and the vibration was barely perceptible.

Most motorcycles on the market nowadays have two valves, but Hongxing motorcycles use four valves, which is absolutely superior.

"This dashboard is red, and it's so bright, it's fucking bright."

"A beautiful design, this car is just like a graceful lady."

"And this rearview mirror, it's round and so cute."

"This lamp is big, round, and smooth."

The dealers crowded around, increasingly satisfied with the Red Star scooter.

"I need 5,000 vehicles, please make the payment now."

"Eight thousand vehicles, don't let anyone else earn them for me."

"I want ten thousand!"

For dealers, Red Star scooter motorcycles are not just motorcycles, but a source of substantial profits.

However, this time the total number is only 10,000, which is not enough to go around.

The last few bearded men from South America even pulled out their weapons.

These bearded men are ostensibly legitimate distributors, but they've been smuggling a white laundry detergent into Xiaomei's house quite often, so it's normal for them to carry some kind of weapon.

"Gentlemen, put your weapons away. Anyone who dares to cause trouble, leave now and never cooperate with Hextech again," Yang Jizong said calmly.

Wow.

More than a dozen gun barrels protruded from the surrounding area.

The bearded South American men then realized they were facing a behemoth with a mining protection army, and they all gave awkward laughs.

"Dude, we were just kidding."

"Yes, yes, we're all good brothers, how can we fight?"

The bearded men laughed, but their eyes remained cold.

Yang Jizong continued, "If I find out anyone dares to secretly lay a hand on their own people, what will the consequences be?"

At this, the bearded men's expressions changed slightly, and their idea of ​​secretly killing each other completely disappeared.

Hextech products have profit margins comparable to selling laundry detergent. With such a lucrative opportunity, who would risk losing their life to cause trouble?
"This time, we'll allocate the quantities according to the last batch," Yang Jizong decided, and the distributors all nodded in agreement.

"Mr. Yang, can we pre-order this car?" John Bull's dealer raised his hand.

"can."

"I have ordered 30,000 vehicles."

Upon hearing this, the distributors who had been arguing heatedly realized what was going on and began to raise their hands as well.

"I have ordered 10,000 vehicles."

"Twenty thousand vehicles."

In just a short time, the total number climbed to 100,000 vehicles.

"This is impossible!" Yang Jizong was also shocked by this number.

He knows the production capacity in the mainland all too well; it would take at least a year to produce so many motorcycles.

“Mr. Yang, to dominate the market, we need to have a sufficient supply of goods. We need to catch them off guard in the shortest possible time.”

"Yang, we can pay the full amount upfront." The dealers became enthusiastic; they had no worries about selling this kind of car.

"Alright then, I can make contact." Yang Jizong was also tempted.

The profits from motorcycles are secondary; the most important thing is to clean up the small notebook.

In addition, Yang Jizong, who had been in the business world for many years, knew that to deal with his opponent, he had to press on and drive him out of the market without giving him a chance to catch his breath.

After the motorcycles were loaded onto the ship and transported away, Yang Jizong quickly called the relevant ministry.

Hextech is now operating smoothly, but the necessary procedures still need to be followed.

This is not only being responsible to Hextech, but also being responsible to ourselves.

(End of this chapter)