When Wan Qianshan saw Zhu Zhiyuan, he also looked at him. He said honestly: "Emergency charging does consume more power. It takes five kilowatt hours to fully charge. In fact, if you are commuting in the county, you need to charge it once a week. Two times at most is enough.”
"Twice a week, 10 kilowatt-hours of electricity, 40 kilowatt-hours a month, let's count it as 50 kilowatt-hours." Zhu Zhiyuan did the math: "What's the current price of electricity here in Hushan?"
"Residential electricity is one yuan per dollar, and commercial electricity is two yuan, forty-five yuan."
"When an average person buys one, the electricity bill is only forty or fifty yuan." Zhu Zhiyuan calculated: "It's not much. It saves a lot compared to a gasoline truck."
"Compared with gasoline-powered vehicles, we have to save money." Lin Zhong nodded: "But there are also disadvantages. Motorcycles consume more fuel, but they have strong horsepower, can run fast, and can carry more things. In this regard, electric vehicles are completely superior. Not enough."
He added: "The most annoying thing is that you can't run outside. Once you run far away and there is no place to charge, it's over."
"This is indeed a headache." Zhu Zhiyuan nodded.
Not to mention now, more than ten years later, many electric vehicles often have to worry about finding charging piles.
"It's just a means of transportation." Lin Zhong concluded: "Working class people can buy one, but the problem is that if they are white-collar workers, they often want to save face. For those tens of dollars, he might as well ride a bicycle."
Tell him that he is dead, and Wan Qianshan will have a bitter look on his face, as if a bitter melon has been drained of water.
Zhu Zhiyuan looked amused, nodded, and said to Wan Qianshan, "Can you drive?"
"Yes." Wan Qianshan nodded.
"You drive my car." Zhu Zhiyuan gave him the car keys: "Give me your car keys and I will ride over."
Wan Qianshan blinked and nodded: "Okay."
Lin Zhongze frowned slightly.
"He seems to be interested in electric vehicles." Lin Zhong was suspicious.
In his view, electric vehicles are neither advanced nor inferior, and their prospects are unclear, but if they are to be developed, the investment will be huge.
"But if he has the resources and funds, he can invest several hundred million to expand the Hongyang Factory. That's not impossible."
Thinking this way, his heart felt warm, but he didn't make a sound.
Wan Qianshan drove Zhu Zhiyuan's car and led the way. Zhu Zhiyuan rode an electric bicycle and followed behind.
This car from Hongyang Factory has really good power and feels quite powerful, unlike some electric cars that are soft and like a woman twisting her waist.
However, Zhu Zhiyuan did not invest hundreds of millions in such electric vehicles as Lin Zhong thought.
He knew the development of future generations. Before his rebirth, BYD swept across the oil trucks and became extremely popular.
But that investment was lost, and current battery technology is far behind.
Money is easy to say, but without technology, there is really no way. Zhu Zhiyuan cannot do this.
The future of fire is from photovoltaics, to batteries, to electric vehicles. It is a thread. It can only develop when the overall technology is advanced.
Right now, photovoltaics are not even good enough.
Especially this year, photovoltaics will have a big downturn, and a large number of photovoltaic companies will go bankrupt. Eventually, they will slowly pick up again under strong state subsidies, but it will not be until at least ten years later.
Batteries are similar. The overlord of later generations, CATL, was not established until 2011. At this time, there is not even a hair on it.
But when he rides a bicycle, he certainly has ideas, but it’s not the same path.
When we arrived at the Hongyang Factory, the situation was completely different from that of the switch factory and casting factory.
Hongyang was first dressed in red and colorful, and there was a long line of people at the factory gate. Children were wearing fresh white shirts and red scarves, holding flowers in their hands, as if they were azaleas picked from the mountains.
A row of drummers, all wearing white jackets, towels on their heads, and bright red silk belts around their waists, are dressed like Ansai drummers.
As soon as Zhu Zhiyuan's car approached the factory gate, the big drum rumbled and the sound shook for ten miles.
The children held flowers and jumped and shouted: "Welcome, welcome, warm welcome."
Zhu Zhiyuan was dumbfounded.
No one in his two lives has had such an experience. Except on TV, he has never seen it in real life, let alone experienced it.
This is exactly Premier Zhou's attitude in welcoming Nixon.
Fortunately, he was riding an electric bike, so he fell behind a bit when he was busy.
But it was no use. Wan Qianshan drove the car to the factory gate and got out of the car. He took a bowl of wine from several beautifully dressed girls and walked up to Zhu Zhiyuan. He sang: "Guests from afar" , Hushan welcomes you, a bowl of water and wine represents our mountain spirit..."
Zhu Zhiyuan estimated that this was a custom in this place. He had seen this custom before. Many ethnic minorities have it. It is commonly known as barring wine. It is only available when distinguished guests come. But if the distinguished guests do not drink, it will not give them face. It’s quite dumbfounding.
Zhu Zhiyuan didn't refuse and took the wine. He took the wine bowl and said, "Director Wan, are you particular about this wine?"
"No." Wan Qianshan said: "Assistant Zhu, just drink it. Three bowls means satisfaction, six bowls means happiness, nine bowls..."
"Okay, okay." Zhu Zhiyuan said hurriedly: "Just three bowls. I'm very satisfied, very satisfied."
The bowl is not small, and can hold about three taels of wine. The wine is rice wine, but the alcohol content is not low.
Zhu Zhiyuan guessed that his drinking capacity had leaked yesterday, and Wan Qianshan dared to go up like this, otherwise he would have been drunk and he would have been blind today.
Zhu Zhiyuan raised his wine glass and gestured around: "Thank you to the friends of Hongyang Factory. I wish Hongyang Factory prosperity and all my friends happiness and health."
After toasting, he drank it all in one gulp.
The workers' families at the factory gate immediately applauded enthusiastically.
A girl came up to pour the wine, and Zhu Zhiyuan continued steadily, finished two more bowls, and thanked him again.
"Okay." Wan Qianshan cheered loudly and raised his thumb: "Assistant Zhu, you are the one, please."
The word "please" fell out, and the sound of firecrackers crackled.
Zhu Zhiyuan was very suspicious that the firecracker of Hongyang Factory not only welcomed him, but also had the smell of sending Sun Daqing and his group in.
The human heart is like a steelyard, but you can't help it, so you can just watch with cold eyes and wait for you to come in. You can't do anything else, but you can still set off a firecracker.
Wan Qianshan personally led the way, and Zhu Zhiyuan followed him in.
Hongyang Factory is quite big.
Hongyang Factory actually has two factories, light and dark.
Hongyang Factory is located against a mountain.
There are natural caves in this mountain, which were later artificially expanded. Hongyang's military production equipment is basically installed in the caves.
There is even a Yin River in the cave, and a small hydropower unit is installed to power military production, making it private and safe.
In a war situation, as long as raw materials are supplied, Hongyang Factory can continuously produce arms.
The older generation has worked hard for the security of this country. It can be said that they have tried every means and used every ingenuity.
There is an open factory outside, but the current production is mainly in the factory outside.
Hongyang Factory has always had some military orders, but they don’t need to be placed in a secret factory. They can be easily completed in the outside factory area.
Wanqianshan brought Zhu Zhiyuan into the factory area and went to the production workshop to introduce the situation of the entire Hongyang factory.
Zhu Zhiyuan was not interested in military products, which had nothing to do with him, so he looked at the civilian products currently produced by Hongyang Factory.
The Hongyang Factory cannot afford the small amount of military orders it receives. It must produce additional civilian products, otherwise it will not be able to sustain itself.
They additionally established Duojing Company, which is the abbreviation of Duojing Company and its full name is Diversified Business Co., Ltd.
Since it is a diversified business, it is natural to do everything.
"Don't think that the casting factory only produces mosquito-repellent incense. Our factory actually also produces mosquito-repellent incense." Wan Qianshan said with a proud or bitter smile on his face: "The mosquito-repellent incense produced by our factory is even supplied to the military through the relationship with the military industry system. The scale is larger than that of Lao Mo It's much bigger, which is why Lao Mo hates Director Sun."
"Why?" Zhu Zhiyuan asked curiously.
"Old Mo also wants to enter the army. He wants to follow Director Sun's path, but Director Sun won't do it."
"Oh." Zhu Zhiyuan understood.
"At this point, I can't blame Factory Director Sun." Wan Qianshan said: "We have finally managed to get some connections. In the summer months, we can earn more than 100,000 yuan a month, and the plates are It’s so big, if the casting factory comes in again and they take away a piece, we will lose a piece, and of course Director Sun won’t do it.”
Zhu Zhiyuan nodded. This makes sense. Even brothers can only take care of themselves at this time. What's more, Hongyang Factory and Casting Factory are far from being called brothers.
