Chapter 453: Strength Lies in Numbers!

The tour guide next to him couldn't help but speak.

"Mr. Song, this kind of design drawing should not be handed over to professionals."

"Aren't they professionals?"

Song Jiang asked back, and the tour guide was speechless. He always thought that professionals were those experts and teachers with high academic qualifications. And do these ordinary workers really have the ability?

"By the way, don't stand here either." Song Jiang patted his shoulder, "Submit a design drawing to me later."

The tour guide was confused and pointed at himself.

"I want it too?"

"Nonsense, this is work!"

The sonorous and powerful words were accompanied by the confused and turned around.

Song Jiang clapped his hands and looked at the empty tables and chairs below.

Hopefully, a solution can be found.

He knows nothing about trams, but the employees at least know one thing.

As the saying goes, there is strength in numbers.

I don't believe that more than 300 people can't come up with an idea!

...

The next day.

As soon as Song Jiang walked into the factory, he saw a group of eagerly waiting employees, holding a stack of papers and looking over.

?

In silent stare-in-eye.

"You...are so efficient?"

As soon as the voice fell, an old man rushed over and excitedly handed the paper to Song Jiang.

"Boss, take a look! Is there any hope?!"

"Okay." Song Jiang just took the paper and took a look. There were pairs of hands swishing beside him. The densely packed papers showed the great achievements of last night.

He looked up and saw only pairs of bright eyes.

He had to open his hands. The next second, a thick stack of papers was in his arms.

10 minutes later, he came to the office that was prepared for him in the factory. Compared with the warmth of Tengsheng, the office of the automobile factory is much simpler. The walls are simply scraped white, the floor is covered with a layer of white porcelain, and there are wooden desks, computers, and shelves.

Putting the design on the table, Song Jiang stretched his muscles and sat down.

"Okay, let's take a look at their ideas."

On the white paper, the crooked lines show that the author's painting skills are not good, but the general structure is marked with straight lines.

Batteries, chassis, control system, tires, frame...

The battery is designed on the roof to ensure safety, and the control system is inside the extended car wall...

The battery replaces the chassis, and the roof is designed with solar panels...

Countless ideas were flipped through by fingers one by one.

Each design drawing follows the basic principles of automobiles, and no one misses the parts needed for the car.

Some people tout their ideas at the bottom of the design drawing. Some people also add a few flattering words to win bonuses for themselves. There are all kinds of handwriting, sloppy, clean, and regular script, as if you can tell the person behind the handwriting.

Song Jiang classified each one into a category, some of which were thought-provoking, and some were too weird, such as the design of flying trams, magnetic levitation trams...

One after another, until Song Jiang's hand paused slightly, and he picked up a design drawing seriously.

On the white paper, there were straight lines. Unlike other design drawings that had a few boxes drawn and Yuanyuan said what equipment it was, he drew the outline of each device, even accurately to the screws on it. Next to it is the length marked.

15*7.5*2

36*85*15

…

"This is very professionally drawn."

Song Jiang scanned the name in the lower left corner.

Mao Chengtian.

He picked it up and put it in the upper left corner.

Three hours later, the technician who came to hand in the design drawings came over and saw the classified design drawings.

"Master Hong, can you help me look at these and see which ones can be used."

"Let me see."

The technician took it, flipped through it briefly, and threw some of the design drawings into the trash can, "These are not practical. The battery design is to the ceiling, how to install the control system. Boss, just look at the chassis."

"As long as the layout of the chassis is right, the framework is easy to say."

As the design drawings were eaten up by the trash can one by one, "You can try the remaining ones."

"This one is drawn quite professionally."

The technician looked at the white design drawing and said the last sentence.

"Boss, there are still 7 days, you can wait."

…

Seven days later.

A total of 468 design drawings were collected, 238 of which were logical, 129 were feasible, and 59 were identical.

Finally, 10 designs were selected for practical use!

On the day of the screening, Song Jiang directly issued bonuses.

"Ten people's design drawings were included this time, Ming Xu, Shao Kangshi, Ge Xinyan, Mao Chengtian..."

As the names were reported, excited men and women came forward and received the bonuses.

The high platform piled with Mao Zedong's grandfathers was lowered at a speed visible to the naked eye. After the 100,000 bonus was awarded, the remaining 3,000 was all transferred to the account by bank transfer.

"Next month, we will make the first version of the tram model based on these 10 design drawings!"

The loud voice echoed throughout the audience, and there was a surge of applause from the audience. The employees who had just received the money smiled brightly, "Mr. Song is right!"

"Make the model first!!"

The drawings are in place, and the practical operation begins!

For a whole month, no one was idle. All employees were divided into 10 groups, each group was responsible for various equipment from the chassis to the frame. The first version of the model did not need much attention. It only had four wheels, a chassis plus shock absorbers, various electronic devices, and even no car shell!

Rows of battery components were placed on top of the chassis, and wires were used to connect various components.

Serious people at least took care of the messy wires. The rougher ones were directly lumped together and could not be distinguished.

"Lights, wipers, horns, steering wheels, transmissions..."

The employee sat cross-legged on the finished model, with a battery pack wrapped in a thin film under his buttocks, and he held the steering wheel in his hand.

Insert the key and turn it!

A slight vibration came from under his buttocks.

After a few seconds, the vibration disappeared.

He pressed the transmission.

"No response, which part is connected wrong!!"

"Come down and check again!!"

The group of employees around him quickly stepped forward and checked one by one, which part was wrong?

To build a chassis that can run, move and make noises, it is really a headache for these employees who have just come into contact with electronic equipment!

Even if they have a basic understanding of cars, cars and trams are very different!

Song Jiang stood not far away with his arms folded. As an outsider, he couldn't help with professional knowledge at all.

But as a boss, he could buy some answers with money.

"Kuroda 4S store? Yes! I'm ordering 10 Mercedes-Benz cars!"

"Don't have that much in stock?"

"Help me transfer them within three days! Otherwise I'll buy them from another store!"

"OK! You can deliver them to this address, No. 302, Nanhuai Road, Bosha City, Tengsheng Automobile Factory."

The salesperson on the other end of the phone was full of questions. He held the phone away and looked at his colleague next to him.

"The customer said he wanted to order 10 cars to be delivered to Tengsheng Automobile Factory?"

"Do we have such an automobile factory here?"

"Who cares? I'll deliver them if you pay! If you don't pay, you'll be treated as a liar!"

"Alipay has received 2.6 million yuan!"

A crisp female voice echoed in the store. The salesperson opened his mouth wide. The manager next to him quickly approached, snatched the phone and bowed.

"Thank you, distinguished sir. The ten Mercedes-Benz cars you requested will soon arrive at the Tengsheng Automobile Factory. Do you have any other requests? It's almost noon now. Do you need me to deliver lunch boxes? It's free."

"Okay, welcome to call next time~"

The manager looked at the hung up call, turned around with a smile, and the salesperson next to him rubbed his hands, "Manager, my commission"

"What commission!" The manager's face changed, "This is the customer I serve! You just happened to answer the phone when he called! I have to drive it later, don't make trouble for me!!"

The salesperson's eyes widened, "What do you mean by the customer you serve! I answered the phone!!"

"Are the calls you answered your customers?"

The salesperson cursed and turned away at the shameless man.