Mike Liu was dumbfounded. He didn't expect that in this remote ice city, someone would actually know about American heavy motorcycles! I originally thought that it would be easy to make a lot of money, and at the same time, it would also increase the visibility of his company and himself, and open up the company's business, but now it seems that both he and the company are likely to be ruined.
For a new company, if the first major business deal fails and the news is plagiarism, then the reputation will be completely ruined!
"Mr. Feng, maybe I misunderstood the design concept. Please give me another chance. I promise to come up with a different design that will satisfy you."
Mike Liu also saw it at this time. It seemed that Feng Yu was the one who had the final say on this design result.
"Okay, let me just make two points and see how you change it. Can you do it on the spot?" Feng Yu had a faint smile on his lips and stared at Mike with bright eyes.
"No problem, my professional skills are definitely up to par, please tell me." Mike Liu even used honorifics for Feng Yu, who was younger than him.
"First, how to make the driver more comfortable; second, how to make the motorcycle conform to the habits of Chinese people so that it can be used to sell goods later."
Everyone understands the first point, but Li Mingde is confused about the second point of selling goods. A motorcycle is not a truck, so what kind of cargo can it haul
Before he could speak, Mike Liu lowered his head and drew a new sketch on the white paper with a pencil. It seemed that he was inspired as soon as Feng Yu said it.
Feng Yu sat back on the sofa and crossed his legs: "Mr. Li, I've been in your office for so long, why don't you even have a cup of tea?"
General Secretary Li went out to pour tea angrily, but he didn't even pour tea when Feng Xingtai came. Unexpectedly, this young man was even more troublesome. I thought it would be great if we could get some Soviet equipment and technology. We, Mr. Li, still have the final say in this company!
In less than ten minutes, Mike Liu drew a new sketch. He reviewed it himself and compared it with the two requirements just made by Feng Yu. It completely met the requirements!
"Mr. Feng, take a look at this drawing again. Does it meet your requirements?"
Feng Yu took it over and took a look. The handlebars were lowered a lot and the seat was also slightly lowered. It would be very comfortable to ride. He passed the test on this point.
But a shelf was actually added to the back, and a small basket was also placed in the front, just like later women's bicycles. This is not impossible, but it is not very practical. It blocks the headlights in the front, and the shelf in the back is too big, so the motorcycle cannot really be turned into a truck.
This Mike Liu can redraw a sketch in ten minutes, which is enough to show that he really has some skills. Feng Yu doesn't know how fast other people are, but those who do appearance design in machinery companies, motor factories, and ice flying factories definitely don't have this speed. Especially the idea of hanging a basket in front made Feng Yu feel that this person is very thoughtful.
"Are you American or Canadian?"
"I am Chinese, and my nationality is still Chinese, but I have a green card from the United States." Mike Liu looked at Feng Yu worriedly. Can you tell me whether this design is feasible or not
Feng Yu nodded, he was still one of his own, which was good.
"What's your real name?"
"Mike Liu."
"I asked you your Chinese name!" Feng Yu got angry and pretended to be a foreigner!
"My real name is Mike Liu. My mother gave it to me. If you don't believe me, look at my ID card." Mike Liu hurriedly took out his ID card. He was just pretending and had no intention of actually giving it to Feng Yu.
Unexpectedly, Feng Yu actually grabbed it and looked at it, Mike Liu, Mike Liu, rub, these parents are really talented, maybe they are the first group of people who worship foreign countries.
"How many people are there in your company now? I mean designers like you."
"Count me among the three, and the other two are my classmates. We all came back from studying in the United States." Mike Liu still didn't understand. Why did Feng Yu ask this? Did he want three people to design at the same time
"Are they all at the same level as you?"
"Yes, you can even say that he is above me."
"Feng Yu, what are you two talking about? How is this design? I think it looks good." Li Mingde interrupted Feng Yu and the others' conversation. I am the boss here. Do I have no sense of presence in front of you
Only Hou Haitao, the director of Bingfei Factory, was sitting in the corner of the sofa, drinking tea and smoking without saying a word. He always felt that the way Feng Yu stared at Mike Liu seemed to be attracted to this person!
Feng Yu smiled: "Yes, let's talk about the design first. I am quite satisfied with your design, but I will also make many demands. You must make it in the shortest possible time. Are there any problems?"
"Absolutely no problem!" Mike Liu was overjoyed. Did this difficult guy also take a fancy to his talent
"Okay, let me tell you my requirements, and you can see what you can't do. First, the handlebars need to be adjusted slightly. You are a bit tall. You have to consider whether it is comfortable for a short person to ride. The standard is set at He is about 1.7 meters tall. Second, the fuel tank is too big. There is no need for fifteen liters. Ten liters is enough. No one in China will ride a motorcycle for long distances. More than 300 kilometers is enough. Third, motorcycles must be as good as bicycles. Same, there is a back seat, but instead of seating people, it is used as a shelf. The width should not exceed the width of the car seat, as that would be too ugly. It should be all metal, strong, and ensure that five bags of rice can be placed on it. Fourth... "
As Feng Yu spoke, Mike Liu took notes with his pen. Every time he said something, Mike Liu felt it was very reasonable. Why didn't he consider this? He thought two or three points would be good, but in the end Feng Yu was stunned and asked for eight points.
"Feng Yu, I won't say anything else. What kind of anti-collision bar should be added to this motorcycle? Who would ride a motorcycle to hit a tree?" Li Mingde felt that this was a complete waste of money and would undoubtedly damage every motorcycle. The cost has increased a lot.
"How fast can our motorcycles reach? Isn't it slower than a car? If you are walking on a dirt road in the countryside and are accidentally hit on your leg by a branch, it will easily cause fractures. The first generation of motorcycles may not have it, but the second generation Second-generation motorcycles are a must!" Feng Yu insisted.
"Okay, there won't be one in the first generation anyway. The fuel tank can be smaller, and adding a shelf is no problem. We have also mastered the technology of preparing fuel tanks, so we don't have to worry about running out of fuel halfway. How about, let Mike Liu, a design master, do it Finished the design?”
Mike Liu hurriedly waved his hands and said quickly: "Mr. Li is ridiculous, I am not a design master. Compared with Mr. Feng, I am just a beginner. The real design master should be Mr. Feng!"
Feng Yu glanced at Li Mingde and said nothing, just a smile on his lips. With this expression, Li Mingde was so angry that he couldn't even eat for a whole day!
Damn it, why did the designer I hired listen to Feng Yu in the end? What's the point of returning from studying abroad? The major you study abroad is to flatter others, huh! ~~Please collect and recommend, thank you
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