In front of Feng Yu is a beautiful motorcycle. It is one meter long and half a meter tall, and it looks like a cartoon. The figures are correct. This is the size of the motorcycle.
This kind of motorcycle was called a mini motorcycle, and it was also called a pocket motorcycle. This motorcycle is not allowed on the roads and can only be used for racing. In other words, this mini motorcycle was initially developed to be used as a race car!
Two days ago, Feng Yu remembered the mini motorcycle he had seen in his previous life. He felt it is fun, and he had never played with it in his previous life. He wants to get his hands on one in this life.
Feng Yu asked around and found out that there are some factories in China that produce this motorcycle. But they are not selling in China. Some overseas customers had placed orders for them to produce. This is why Feng Yu had not seen this motorcycle on the roads in China.
Feng Yu had wanted to buy it from other factories, but those factories only produce according to orders. After that, Feng Yu called Li Mingde and asked him to produce a prototype.
"Manager Feng, if you say this is a toy, then the internal structure of this motorcycle is the same as a normal motorcycle. But it is scaled down. But if you say it is a motorcycle, then it does not meet the standards. There is no way it can be licensed. "
Li Mingde thought Feng Yu had made this car for his nephew to play with, just like the mini Songjiang Motors car he made in the past. It's normal for a teenage boy to like this motorcycle.
Although several engineers had worked hard for a long time to produce this, no one would say anything about it.
Everyone knows how good General Manager Feng is to the company. If it's not for General Manager Feng, they will not be able to live their lives now.
Just mentioning that they are from Bing City Machinery Manufacturing Group, everyone will be envious of them. If this young man says he is a technician in Bing City Machinery Manufacturing Group, it will be easier for him to find a partner than being an engineer in other factories!
Bing City Machinery Manufacturing Group has high salaries and benefits. Many people said that they will not change jobs even if they are offered a job in the government!
Li Mingde took out a Wahaha water bottle filled with petrol. He opened the mailbox of the mini motorcycle and poured the petrol inside.
"General Manager Feng, give it a try. Be careful. This motorcycle can reach 45km/h. "
Although this mini motorcycle was very small, its speed was not slow. It was faster than some electric bicycles.
Feng Yu put on his helmet and rode on it. He kicked back with his left foot and retracted the pedal. The key was turned, and the roar of an engine could be heard.
With a light twist of the accelerator, the motorcycle shot forward with a roar.
Feng Yu walked around the house. This little guy was really fun to play with.
Taking off the helmet, Feng Yu gave Li Mingde a thumbs up in satisfaction. "Old Li, this motorcycle is well made."
Li Mingde chuckled and said, "It's all done by a few senior engineers in our company. Manual assembly and debugging are definitely not a problem."
"That kid Zhixing will definitely like this motorcycle. In the future, we can also make an electric one. With the use of special materials, it can be even lighter. "
Feng Yu looked at Li Mingde in surprise. "What Knowledge Executor? Do you think this is for Li Zhixing? This is for me to play. "
Li Zhixing was too young, and this motorcycle was not slow. It was too dangerous.
In Feng Yu's previous life, many people loved this motorcycle. It was not a race car, but a toy. Only adults can play with this!
Li Mingde blinked. "General Manager Feng, what did you say? This is for you to play with? "
"Ah? Can't I play with it? Don't you think this is interesting? "
Li Mingde laughed. "Hahaha … yes. This is interesting."
He did not expect Feng Yu to be the one who wants to play this game, or rather, all the people who created this game did not expect Feng Yu to want to play this game.
How old is he? Why does he still want to play with toys?
Furthermore, if you want to ride a motorcycle, the company has so many motorcycles. What's the point of making this little guy?
"You are saying that the electric one will be ready soon, right? Ok. Once the electric one is ready, get me one too. "
"Huh? Ok. I will surely be ready in two months. Maybe one month is enough."
Old Li went back with such a mission, and he couldn't tell anyone about it. It was suffocating him. If he were to tell those engineers that this motorcycle was for General Manager Feng to play with, he could imagine the impact on those engineers.
How can someone like General Manager Feng play with toys?
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"See that? I told you I can ride it too." Wen Dongjun looked at Feng Yu proudly when he came down from the motorcycle.
This little guy was too small, and it was uncomfortable for him to ride it. But Wen Dongjun had to admit that it was fun to ride. It was even better than riding a big motorcycle.
Feng Yu slowly asked: "What's wrong? Don't your knees hurt? Isn't your waist tired? "
Wen Dongjun straightened his neck: "No, and not tired."
When Wen Dongjun said this, he was still stretching his arms and legs. If it was a normal motorcycle, he would be able to land on both feet. Not to mention this little guy, who was only half a meter tall. When Wen Dongjun was riding the motorcycle, his whole body had shrunk into a ball.
But even so, he still wants to ride it.
Many people are interested in new things, let alone Wen Dongjun who loves to play.
"Feng Yu, give this to me. Treat it as a Lunar New Year gift."
Feng Yu shouted angrily: "Who dares to ask for gifts? I only have one motorcycle, and I am keeping it for myself! "
"Tsk, tsk, tsk … … You are the World's Richest Man, and why are you so stingy? It's just a toy. When you were young, you liked my toy gun. Did I give it to you? "
"This should be manufactured by Bing City's Machinery Company. You can ask them to manufacture eight to ten more models for you to play with. That's settled. This will be installed in my car later. Don't you have a sports car? You can play with that. "
Bad friend, a really bad friend!
Feng Yu had a sports car, but he does not drive at high speeds. He wouldn't do something so dangerous. In his previous life, Feng Yu had heard that Schumacher's mother had become a vegetable because of this. This shows how dangerous it is.
To Feng Yu, a car is only a means of transportation, and it's better if it is more comfortable. To Feng Yu, only fools will do racing.
"Eh, why don't we get a few more? It will be more fun for us to play together. We can also have a competition, and the loser will be punished. It's that Truth or Dare you mentioned! "Wen Dongjun said excitedly.
Competition? Feng Yu can't be bothered to participate in competitions. What if he fell down accidentally? What if he got disfigured?
Feng Yu decided that he must not show off in front of Wen Dongjun in the future. This guy is a robber!
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