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Wang Shuai was probably worried that the motorcycles wouldn't sell, so he said he would set the price at 3280, which is 100 yuan lower than the price in Harbin.

Wang An really couldn't understand what he was thinking.

Putting everything else aside, just transporting a motorcycle to Harbin is a huge problem. It's a journey of over 500 kilometers; you can't exactly say you're riding the motorcycle back, can you?

Wu Dong was even more interesting; he actually said he wanted to team up with Zhang Shuya to operate a scheme, and then sell some of the motorcycles to the county government and various other units.

To Wang An's utter surprise, Zhang Shuya actually agreed.

Zhang Shuya is no longer just the head of the Gong'an Juju (a local administrative unit), as she is also the deputy county head and the standing committee deputy county head in charge of the Zhengfa area.

So, if Wu Dong were to team up with her, this deal might actually go through.

At the same time, He Liang and Ma Guoqiang also said that they would buy several motorcycles from the motorcycle factory in the name of their respective units to serve as the official vehicles for those key leaders.

In short, they were all worried that the motorcycles wouldn't sell.

After everyone finished speaking, Wang An, who had initially intended to just listen and move on without participating in the decision-making process, couldn't hold back any longer and addressed the group:

"Brothers and sisters, how little confidence do you have in the motorcycles we assembled?"

After scanning the crowd, Wang An spoke again:
"Let me tell you, as soon as our motorcycles go on sale, there will be a rush to buy them. If you don't rush, you definitely won't be able to buy them. What we're worried about now is how long these 130 motorcycles can last, when the next batch of parts will arrive, and most importantly, whether the pharmaceutical factory can supply foreign exchange in time."

After Wang An finished speaking, all six second-generation rich kids, including the person in charge of sales, looked at him with questioning eyes.

It was obvious that everyone in the room, except for Wang An, thought that motorcycles wouldn't sell well in the county town.

Wu Dong said:

"Xiao An, why do you think something that costs over 3 yuan can sell well? At that price, how many people in our county can afford it?"

Zhang Shuya also frowned and said:

“Xiao An, we’re completely in the dark right now. If we can’t sell the motorcycles, the engineers and technicians we’ve hired, the workers we’ve brought in these past few days, and their food, drink, heating, and other expenses—all of that adds up to a considerable amount of money every day. We don’t know how long our money will last.”

After Zhang Shuya finished speaking, Ma Guoqiang immediately chimed in:

“Let me tell you, Xiao An, our motorcycle factory, not counting just us, now has more than 40 people just including engineers and workers.”

“Every day when I open my eyes, I have to spend more than 100 yuan just on the expenses of these people. If you add their food, water, electricity, coal and heating, it will cost 120 or 130 yuan a day. The key is that these people are definitely not enough. We will need to hire more people for the stores in the future.”

Following that, Wang Shuai and He Liang also expressed their opinions, but both of them were worried that the motorcycles would not sell or would be difficult to sell.

After everyone finished speaking, Wang An scanned their distrustful eyes, then smiled confidently and said:
"I think you guys are all a bit clueless right now. How about this, let's do it my way first. If my method doesn't work, we can think of another way, okay? Anyway, it's still cold, and motorcycles haven't been in good season yet, so we have time to adjust as needed. What do you say?"

To be honest, Wang An was not worried about motorcycle sales at all, because these things would only become more and more popular. At least before the 21st century, motorcycles were always in short supply.

It wasn't until the 21st century, with the entry of many independent brands into the market, that the motorcycle industry began to flourish.

Even then, all motorcycle brands were still making a fortune. Yes, a fortune, they were making a killing.

After Wang An finished speaking, Wu Dong, Zhang Shuya, and the others exchanged glances. Wu Dong then smiled and said:

"Sure, why not? You've always had plenty of clever ideas. Let's listen to you for now, and if that doesn't work, we'll think of something else."

Wang Shuai also laughed and said:
"Yeah, before our scar removal medicine was first launched, it was your idea. Now, we'll listen to your suggestion again when it comes to selling motorcycles."

After a pause, Wang Shuai suddenly realized something and said:
"Hey Xiao An, you're not still going to bombard us with ads on TV, radio, newspapers, and magazines, are you? If you're still going to use that method, then forget it. We've already started working on it, and you'll see it all in a few days, hahaha."

After Wang Shuai finished speaking, the others were taken aback at first, and then they all burst into laughter.

Wu Dong said while laughing:

"I just went to the county radio station and the county newspaper yesterday, planning to promote it on the radio and in the newspaper first."

He Liang said:

“YJ County isn’t far from DJ County, and I’ve also contacted them.”

Ma Guoqiang immediately laughed and said:

"Don't worry about LQ County either, I've already spoken to them."

Wang Shuai added:

"Don't worry about JY County. As long as we sell well here, we'll open a store there immediately. Let me tell you, Xiao An, JY County is much richer than our county."

Even Sun Nian said:
"And I've also talked to my uncle about BA."

Wang An never expected that these second-generation rich kids would care so much about the motorcycle factory, and that they would all do their best to find ways to sell the motorcycles.

In comparison, Wang An, the person who took the lead, was really the laziest. Apart from selling the broken plates and bowls and the parts from the leopard to get HK$95, which was his contribution, Wang An really did nothing else.

Although Wang An felt he hadn't done anything, these second-generation rich kids didn't see it that way.

In the eyes of these second-generation rich kids, Wang An had sold off his family's antiques, leopard skin, leopard bones, and other precious items in order to help them make money, so Wang An was the one who contributed the most.

After all, anyone with a little knowledge knows that the antique market has taken off, and the price of antiques will only continue to rise.

Therefore, Wang An's willingness to sell antiques for the motorcycle factory was definitely a huge sacrifice.

Therefore, if they don't pay more attention to this motorcycle factory, they will be letting down the good things that Wang An sold off.

What they didn't know was that Wang An didn't actually care much about those antiques and the parts from the leopard. (End of Chapter)