Chapter 172
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"Manager Li, why are you looking for me?" Feng Yu called Li Mingde from the school's janitor office. He was still in class, and his pager was beeping non-stop. All the students and teachers were looking at him.
This was not the first time this semester. Even the form teacher could not do anything about it, and the other teachers were used to it. Feng Yu was "chased" out of the classroom again, and he went to the janitor office to make a phone call.
When the janitor saw Feng Yu entering the janitor office, he immediately unlocked the phone box. This kid must be calling him again.
"Xiao Feng, come to the motorcycle factory. The exterior design is completed. Didn't you want to take a look at it?" Li Mingde blew out a smoke ring. If it were not for Feng Yu wanting to take a look, he would have approved it and started the trial production.
The exterior design of the motorcycle was completed? This was a big deal, and Feng Yu must pay attention to it.
This bunch of old-fashioned people always thought that quality was the most important. They only needed to focus on the shock absorption and durability. They did not care about the rest.
When will the consumers realize these things? It should be at least 6 months. The exterior design was something that could be seen at a glance. If there were two motorcycles parked at the entrance, the one with the better exterior would be more attractive!
If no one was interested, who would buy your motorcycles? Especially when it was a new brand of motorcycles, and there was no reputation before!
Feng Yu had slammed the table with Li Mingde about this motorcycle brand. Li Mingde wanted to use Bing City Motorcycles, but Feng Yu rejected it. This name was too small. How could it attract people?
Hou Haitao wanted to use Long Jiang Motorcycles, but Feng Yu rejected it again. The Aviation Factory had the Long Jiang Motorcycles brand, and people would think that the motorcycles were manufactured by the Aviation Factory!
Feng Yu also rejected Bing City Machinery Factory's old brand, which was used to manufacture farming machines. In the end, Li Mingde slammed the table angrily. So what if you have the veto power over the motorcycle factory? I am the General Manager!
I can say this, that can't, but you said that Tai Hua brand, Wind and rain brand will do? That is your Tai Hua Trading's brand. Who is shameless? I am the representative of the major shareholder. The city is the major shareholder. You want to make your company famous?
With the help of Hou Haitao from the Aviation Factory, both of them gave in and agreed to name it after Bing City's Songjiang River.
Songjiang Motorcycles. The brand name was confirmed, but Feng Yu was at odds with Li Mingde on the exterior design. Li Mingde's intention was to use the exterior of the Soviet Union's motorcycles. Anyway, he was buying the entire production line and technologies from them. Furthermore, the Soviet Union's motorcycles had a certain market base in China.
Of course, Feng Yu didn't agree. He had already changed the brand. Why should they use someone else's look? Furthermore, the appearance of the Soviet Union's motorcycles were not in line with the Chinese aesthetic standards.
How could there not be a shelf behind the seat? Why is the front so high? Is it comfortable to ride? What's the use of such a big fuel tank? Who the hell rides a motorcycle for long distances? Also, why wasn't there a fuel tank? If it ran out of fuel, who the hell would be able to push it home?
Feng Yu said a lot, and Li Mingde could not refute, but Li Mingde was furious. You want to scheme? Can you do it? You just want a new look. I will hire a design expert. Even if I hire someone, I will not give you this opportunity!
Feng Yu also knew that he was not a professional. Maybe the experts hired would be more reliable. This time, Feng Yu did not argue with Li Mingde. But he insisted that he must audit the design, or else he will not pay the design fees!
… …
"Xiao Feng, this is a master designer who had returned from overseas. He is setting up a design company in Shanghai. He is Michael Liu." Li Mingde pointed to a bespectacled middle-aged man and introduced him to Feng Yu.
Michael Liu? He still had a Western name? He was obviously Chinese. Could he be a foreigner?
"Nice to meet you, Mr. Liu."
Michael Liu raised his chin and shook Feng Yu's hand. He was a genius who had returned from overseas. He had set up his own design company. Although it was still in the start-up phase and everything was simple, his arrogance made him look down on Feng Yu.
With the help of his father's generation, he was working in the Machinery Company. How dare he say that he wants to audit his designs?
Humph! I will show him the designs that I had finished in 3 days. He will be shocked!
Feng Yu looked at Michael Liu and frowned. This person was quite arrogant. It would be best if he was really capable. If he did not even have any capabilities and was still so arrogant, then he will be fired later!
Did he really think that he was good because he had studied overseas? In his previous life, Feng Yu had seen many people who could not survive overseas and returned to China to pretend to be powerful!
Feng Yu did not stand on ceremony. He sat on the sofa and crossed his legs. He pointed to Michael Liu and said: "You are the designer hired by the company with a high salary, right? Where is your design? Let me see." Michael Liu nodded.
"I am a designer, not a designer!" Michael Liu replied unhappily.
"What's the difference? Who gave you that title?" Feng Yu asked while shaking his legs.
Michael Liu was speechless and decided not to say anything. He placed the design on the table and pointed to everyone. He then continued to raise his chin.
Oh, you have quite a personality. I hope you are really capable.
"Mr. Liu, can you introduce your design?" Li Mingde smiled and said.
"Please call me Michael." Michael Liu corrected Li Mingde. "My design is based on your requirements. The exterior must be attractive and different from the Soviet Union's motorcycles. It must be different from China's motorcycles. Everyone, please take a look. I had increased the height and length of the handlebars. When you ride it, you will look like an eagle spreading its wings! I had purposely increased the fuel tank to increase the endurance of the motorcycle. Once you fill up the tank, you will be able to go further than any other motorcycles in China … … "
Looking at Michael Liu, Feng Yu shook his head helplessly. What the hell is this? Isn't it just the exterior of an American heavy duty motorcycle? I thought it was a new design.
Why is the handlebars so high? Is it convenient to make turns? Do you think China's roads are long and straight? You can ride for a few hours? You even purposely increased the fuel tank? I felt that the original design was too big!
The Soviet Union's motorcycles were already heavy enough. If we follow your design, it will be even heavier!
"You are Michael, right? This is your design?" Feng Yu stood up and asked.
Michael Liu was very proud of himself when he saw that the spoiled brat was stunned by the design he made in just three days and even stood up from the sofa.
"What do you think? Isn't this design fashionable? Isn't it cool?" Michael Liu raised his chin and asked.
“Fashion？ Cool？ Who gave you this confidence? This is your design? Bullsh * t! "Feng Yu said with disdain.
"What did you say?"
"Do you still need me to repeat myself? This is obviously an imitation of an American heavy duty motorcycle. You think I don't know? Our motorcycles will be sold in China, and it must be suitable for China's road conditions. What is this?! You are still a master designer? I think you can't even be a designer overseas! "
What? This is an imitation?
Li Mingde wanted to defend Michael Liu, but he kept quiet. He had wanted to use this Michael Liu to disgust Feng Yu. But now, he was the one being disgusted!
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