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Chapter 412 People who make each other successful (Third update, please subscribe)

Nanyang, almost everyone who comes to Nanyang will never think about leaving again.

Because here is not only the life of their dreams, but also the environment and opportunities that allow them to achieve their dreams.

In fact, people often care about the former. As long as the former is satisfied... life will be complete.

In the early morning, as soon as He Mingwei walked out of the bedroom, he smelled the fragrance of breakfast filling the air.

Through the glass window on the kitchen door, I can see my wife busy inside.

As usual, after getting up, He Mingwei went to the bathroom to wash up and took a shower to wash away the sweat. After walking out of the bathroom, he heard his wife say.

"You're up, hurry up and have breakfast!"

Miyoko, who was standing at the table, opened the stool and set out the dishes for her husband.

"Miyoko, I told you, there is no need to be so polite between us."

"No, you have worked so hard. My wife's job is to take good care of you!"

Soon, after a simple breakfast, when He Mingwei was about to leave home, Miyoko was already at the door, prepared his shoes and raincoat for him, handed them to him, and warned him.

"right,"

"Hello, Awei."

"You too, otherwise, I'll take you to the factory on my bike."

This bicycle equipped with an engine was the only one in the community. It was precisely because of this bicycle that He Mingwei did not leave the reclamation area and enter the factory like Zhao Deliang, but continued to work as a mechanic in the plantation - for a month I can get 3 more yuan.

"No, no, you're working outside the city and it's very hard. Come on over. Don't be late. Come on!"

"Hehe, that's not the case. You guys have to hold on tight. When we get back, we can move together and be neighbors."

Zhao Deliang said proudly.

Mary, who was holding her husband's arm, said hello to He Mingwei.

His wife's stubborn answer made He Mingwei sigh helplessly. These Japanese ladies are good at everything. They know how to do housework, speak softly, and know how to please people in bed. But the biggest problem is that they are too polite.

After going downstairs, the three of them said goodbye. When Zhao Deliang was riding his bicycle and taking Mary to the hospital, He Mingwei was starting the bicycle engine. Soon with a "chunk" sound, he got on his car and drove away. Out of the apartment.

"Well, well, I've been working hard. There's no rush on this matter..."

"Brother Liang, do you and your sister-in-law work together?"

"Brother, do you have a sister-in-law?"

"Be careful on the road!"

Many pedestrians poured out of apartments and communities, and the bustling people walked towards their respective destinations. Car bells rang, horns honked, countless bicycles shuttled on the streets, and a few cars moved as slowly as a snail in the turbulent flow of people.

Since Mary became pregnant, whenever Zhao Deliang has time, he will go to the construction site to look at houses that belong to them, divide them into public housing, and move to a new home.

"Yes, we're just on our way, let's go together."

His wife's encouragement made He Mingwei smile and then walked out. When he went out, he happened to meet his neighbor.

When saying hello, Zhao Deliang's face was filled with an unconcealable smile. Looking at that smile, He Mingwei said as if he suddenly realized something.

Bicycles are the mode of transportation for most people in Nanyang. This is due to the developed bicycle manufacturing industry. In fact, this is thanks to Japan. Before the war, Japan was the largest bicycle producer in the world, and Nanyang directly moved several factories back. The Phoenix Bicycle Company alone has an annual output of more than 30,000 units. With sufficient production capacity and low prices, bicycles costing seven or eight yuan each quickly became popular in Nanyang and became standard equipment for most Nanyang families.

Among so many bicycles, He Mingwei's bike is equipped with a large engine and is definitely the most handsome boy in the village. No matter where he goes, he looks very cool and always attracts the attention of others. The bicycle equipped with an engine was not very fast at only more than 20 kilometers per hour, but the advantage was that no one was pedaling, so we drove all the way to the plantation.

"We call it venture capital. Although plantation is an investment, what does this investment have to do with risk..."

Sitting in the car, Yang Yuankai was once again thinking about how to persuade several bosses not to invest in plantations after returning to Chang'an. Plantations... How could such investments without technical content show his level as Yang?

"What a bunch of rich people who have never seen the world."

While he was thinking about this in his mind, a sudden car broke into Yang Yuankai's sight.

"Is that... being overtaken by a bicycle?" Then he realized something was wrong - that bicycle was actually equipped with an engine!

"Master, catch up with that car."

Soon, Yang Yuankai caught up with the car as he wished. Looking at the car He Mingwei was riding, he looked back and forth.

"Sir, do I have to go to work now? I'll be late."

"No rush, no rush, it's my fault for being late."

This man...is a bit strange.

Yang Yuankai curiously touched the engine mounted on the frame and asked.

"The bike is a Phoenix 28-inch bike, and the engine is made in the United States. Was this bike bought or made?"

Seeing others asking about this car, He Mingwei immediately said proudly.

"Buy it? Where can I buy it? I saved this car myself. The engine is removed from the generator commonly used in plantations. I have saved five or six cars. If the engine is not enough, I can save a few more. .”

"Not enough engines?"

"This machine is all scrapped. I'm a mechanic. I can repair it and it can be used again."

"Oh, is there any place to buy this engine?"

"Yes, why not? But who spends money to buy this? It costs more than ten yuan!"

Only a dozen dollars!

Yang Shikai's eyes lit up and he said.

"You saved this car,"

"That's right, I made all the parts myself."

"So……"

Standing up, Yang Shikai looked at He Mingwei and asked.

"Are you interested in setting up a factory to produce it?"

"What? Setting up a factory?"

The sudden question made He Mingwei a little confused. When he was confused, he heard the gentleman in front of him say.

"Yes, just set up a factory and manufacture it in batches."

The reason why Yang Yuankai is interested in this car is... it's cheap! An engine costs more than ten yuan, plus the car parts, it only costs thirty or forty yuan at most. Where can I buy such a cheap "motorcycle"?

Whether in Nanyang or elsewhere, this kind of simple motorcycle will definitely be very popular. Employees who are far away from their work, small vendors selling goods, etc., they will definitely need this kind of cheap motorcycle.

It is even likely to replace bicycles. After all, most people now travel by bicycle, which is fine for nearby places. However, once you need to go to a slightly distant place, riding a bicycle becomes very labor-intensive, time-consuming and inconvenient.

"How much does it cost to set up a factory? I just save it for fun and save a few cars for my co-workers."

At most, it's just a craft job that costs a few dollars. Yang Shikai said before He Mingwei could refuse.

"You can start a business by just saving money for fun. As for the money to set up a factory, you don't have to worry about it. I'll pay for it."

When making the decision to invest, Yang Yuankai never imagined that he would negotiate his first venture capital investment on the way to the plantation - the investment was not large, only 10,000 yuan, but for him, this was But it is an attempt. As for how much reward he can reap, Yang Yuankai does not know now, but at this moment, he believes that this is the biggest difference between Nanyang and Tangshan. Here, everyone has a chance to succeed, but success The way is different.

A few days later, after signing the investment contract, looking at He Mingwei who was full of energy and vowed that he would never let him down, Yang Yuankai had an idea in his mind for no reason.

"Maybe, this is the so-called dream..."

No, this should be a dream come true!

Am I making him successful? Or is he making me successful?

For a moment, Yang Shikai couldn't tell clearly. Suddenly, an idea flashed through him as if he suddenly realized - they were achieving each other's achievements!

(End of this chapter)