This is not how you drive a machine!

Chapter 3 Which dog stole the house!

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Yun stared at the unfinished car in a daze.

Do you dare to believe what it says about street lamp pendants?

How many livers?

"You're trying to trick me into working overnight, right? You think I'll fall for it?"

Don't forget who he was before!

His family is full of professional cake-pasting makers, how could he not understand this trick?
With an ambiguous promise, employees are tricked into working like oxen, and then when the boss gets what he wants, he cries and says, "bad luck, the opportunity is gone, you have to be understanding of the boss..."

"Ah."

Zhou Yun sneered and staggered towards his sleeping place. He would not be fooled again!

However, just as he passed by the workbench...

But his hands involuntarily picked up the tools.

"I……"

……

After hanging up the phone, Lin Yao smiled and then ignited a lonely heart.

Meeting Zhou Yun was the luckiest thing that had happened to him in the past six months.

Otherwise, he really didn't know where to find such a person...

Someone who earns two thousand a month, has top-notch skills in vehicle design and modification, and can do hands-on work.

According to his car modification requirements, a vehicle engineer with an annual salary of less than two million yuan would not be able to do it.

He had previously gone to talk to a professional, who asked for three million to modify the car, and did not guarantee that the modification would be successful, which almost scared him to death.

Thinking of this, he felt extremely guilty. Zhou Yun had asked for a monthly salary of 3,000 yuan, so why didn't he lower it a little more?

If we reduce it to 1,500, judging by Zhou Yun's expression, I think he would agree.

I gave him two thousand, but I still felt soft-hearted.

"I really found a treasure."

Zhou Yun is a talented person, but I don’t know how he lost his ID card.

At first he was afraid that this guy might be a cyber fugitive.

Later he discovered that apart from the racing knowledge that he got from nowhere, this kid's other skills seemed to be only slightly better than an idiot.

"Could it be that he traveled through time?"

Suddenly, Lin Yao frowned.

"This bastard author, who is so out of touch with the truth, really deserves to be killed."

After closing the novel, he picked up the financial report covered in red words and couldn't stop worrying.

In addition to the auto repair shop business, he also owns a vehicle machinery factory, which is now on the verge of bankruptcy.

His factory originally engaged in the production and wholesale of ordinary daily-use vehicles.

As a person who holds many mecha girl licenses, the sales of the large-sized figures he produces, the series of cars in mecha girl appearance, have always been very hot.

Until last year, his daughter said she liked racing and beautiful mecha girls, so he switched to processing and customizing high-end mecha girl parts.

The goal is to enter the racing car market and get a share of the mecha accessories sector.

"The business of modifying a mecha is very complex, you can't control it."

This is what the master who brought him into the industry said to him.

It was very effective. Just one month into the operation, the factory was reported for illegal emissions and environmental pollution.

Although it was later proved to be a misunderstanding, all the business had been taken away by his master.

After a year of operation, the factory has now entered a period of asset resale. All production lines have stopped and most employees have left. It is only one court summons away from bankruptcy.

If it weren't for the auto repair shop business, he wouldn't even be able to make it through this month.

My daughter at home wants to learn piano, painting, Olympiad classes, calligraphy, Go, and foreign languages... I recently enrolled her in a children's racing interest class. Everything requires money.

money!
A rich wife is like a flower; a poor wife takes the kids back to her parents’ home.

Lin·Midlife Crisis·Yao, after begging for help from everyone, finally got an opportunity.

I enrolled my child in an additional computer programming training class.

Programming should start from childhood. When they are young, their hair grows fast, and it is healthier to be bald.

The love of the parents is far-reaching.

"Ah, for the sake of the children..."

Lin Yao put down the loneliness in his hand and thought silently in his heart.

Two days ago, he received a piece of news that the Linglu Club was also short of funds recently and was in urgent need of a large number of low-priced accessories for mecha girls.

Lin Yao, who smelled the wind, quickly seized the opportunity, quoted the lowest market price to the club owner Yue Lin, and got an appointment.

But just having the lowest price in the market is not enough to be competitive, because people outside say that his products are not good, so sales are not good.

This method of spreading rumors was obviously the work of the master. If he wanted to break the deadlock, he had to do something to prove the strength of the factory, so he asked Zhou Yun to build that car.

It will take at least a few months to install the accessories on the machine, test the quality through a few races, and then restore its reputation through word of mouth among the drivers.

By then the factory would have gone bankrupt.

But if the accessories of the machine girl can be installed on an ordinary car, it can still run stably.

This directly proves that his factory has top-notch engineers and the highest quality products!
After all, ordinary cars don’t have the spiritual pressure protection of mecha girls.

With the car, Lin Yao felt more at ease and the probability of closing the deal was over 90%.

We have the car and can sell the goods, but this is still not enough, far from enough.

If he wants to revive the factory completely, he has to cooperate with famous racing drivers.

Only when his accessories run on the track and help drivers win honors can he have a long-term source of reputation and sufficient orders.

He had previously gone to talk to the city's top-ranked driver, Tan Tonglu of the Chiyue Club, and was then scolded by his assistant.

They said his factory was rubbish and it would be embarrassing for the racing drivers if he endorsed it.

He understood that these drivers had no shortage of resources, and even if he spent all his money, he could only get them to leave a fingernail-sized advertisement on their car bodies.

So he gave up the idea and changed his mind.

Instead of doing this, it is better to bet on an unknown driver to achieve good results in this year's World Championship.

However, unknown drivers have very poor skills. It would be a blessing for them to finish the race, and their investment would be wasted.

Where can you find a driver who is talented but not famous and can be bought with a little money?

The first thing Lin Yao thought of was...his daughter.

Unfortunately, she still has ten years to go before she can get a driver's license.

Then he thought of Zhou Yun.

Betting on other people is also betting, so why not bet on your own people?

Anyway, they are all venture capital. In his opinion, Zhou Yun has a greater chance of success.

He just had an inexplicable confidence in Zhou Yun.

Coincidentally, he also found out something. A few years ago, due to a contract dispute, the original number one driver of the Linglu Club ran away with the driver.

Now they need racers, good and cheap racers.

But the question is, how can we make the club trust someone who has no experience in flying a mecha?

For this reason, Lin Yao had no other choice but to give up more benefits.

He squeezed the factory, which was about to go bankrupt, dry and converted half of the goods into investment, only then did he buy a chance for Zhou Yun.

I hope Zhou Yun doesn't let me down.

Just as Lin Yao was thinking, a message suddenly came on his phone.

"Brother Lin, we need to change the agreed time. Wait for my notification." - Yue Lin, owner of Linglu Club.

Lin Yao thought for a moment and replied, "Brother, trust our master's skills. You will definitely be able to get the sample tomorrow afternoon. His skills are quite good."

After a while, Yue Lin replied.

"Ha, look how scared you are, brother. I just have something urgent to do. Your factory's products are so cheap, why would I order from someone else?"

"Can you tell me what it is? If you need my help, I will definitely solve it." Lin Yao asked.

"It's nothing serious, don't ask. I've been losing my hair lately, and the doctor advised me to go to bed early."

"Then you should go to bed early."

"Wait, there's one more thing." Yue Lin sent a message: "Don't send that racer you recommended last time to the team. Let's talk about your investment... later."

After seeing this news, Lin Yao was stunned for several seconds, and then became furious.

Judging from the situation, the business is going to fail!
Which dog stole the house!

……

In a trance, Zhou Yun seemed to have returned to his previous life.

He still remembers that game.

Before the race, the team got a new track monster, but Lao Zhang crashed it during the track test.

In order to catch up with the race, he worked late into the night to repair the car, but it was still not perfect. During the race, black smoke came out of the hood...

That year, he stood on the smoking hood, holding the championship trophy high, and had no idea what an opponent was.

However, after two years of wandering, these memories have become faded old photos, and he is afraid that he will forget them someday.

“It’s just the tires that are missing.”

He walked out of the store, went around to the side of the store, opened the warehouse, and pushed the tire back.

When he returned to the repair shop, he found that there was an extra girl in the shop.

(End of this chapter)