Chapter 17: The Auto Repair Shop Plan – A Huge Success!
Chapter 17: The Auto Repair Shop Plan – A Huge Success!
"A motorcycle...it really is a motorcycle!"
The business owners, looking at the motorcycles in front of them, forgot why they had come here in the first place.
They might be buying it to attract attention, for practicality, or simply because they want to buy it.
For them, getting a motorcycle was the most important thing.
"Hui Zi and Qiang Zi, register these motorcycles on the consignment note and then sell them at the price listed there."
"Oh, by the way, keep Zhao Jiahao's motorcycle for him. Give him a call and have him come pick it up."
Wang Yang handed over a piece of paper and tossed out a bunch of keys, on which was listed the price of each motorcycle.
Based on the brand and quality of the parts, Wang Yang gave the most reasonable price for each motorcycle.
The lowest price is a few hundred yuan, the highest is two thousand yuan, and the average price is a little over one thousand yuan.
"I want this one!"
"Keep that one for me!"
The boss was originally afraid that Wang Yang would run away, so he came to confront him.
Now, they're all turning into middle-aged women shopping at the market, afraid that someone will snatch the motorcycle they've got their eye on.
Motorcycles this cheap are hard to find.
If the vegetables run out, we can wait until tomorrow for new ones. But if the motorcycles run out, we don't know when they'll be available again.
"Yang-ge, no matter how much money you make, you can't ruin your health like this!"
Yang Wenqing accompanied Wang Yang back to the tin shack and even poured him a cup of tea.
Wang Yang's eyes were bloodshot, clearly indicating that he was overworked.
"Okay, did you do what I asked you to do?"
Wang Yang nodded; things really couldn't continue like this.
Even if Wang Yang possesses unparalleled technical skills, his abilities are still limited.
Therefore, Wang Yang plans to find a piece of land to open an auto repair shop and take on apprentices.
"All the paperwork is ready, but getting the approval from the planning bureau will take some time..."
"But Yang-ge, are you really going to teach these techniques to other people?"
Selling one motorcycle is equivalent to a month's salary.
In other words, selling a few motorcycles a month is about right.
Wang Yang could easily rely on his skills to work comfortably for a few days each month and earn a thousand yuan or so.
Wang Yang is currently working hard and also plans to teach his skills to others, which Yang Wenqing finds very puzzling.
"You'll understand in a few months. Just do as I say and spread the word about my plan to open a car repair shop and take on apprentices. I'll personally go to the planning bureau."
Wang Yang's goal is very clear.
When Muda Motorcycles came to Guangzhou at the end of the year to build a joint venture factory, we acquired the secondary agency rights for Muda.
Only by securing agency rights and establishing a business model can one truly ride the wave of the times and stand out from the crowd.
But Kida is an internationally renowned brand, so why would they look down on Wang Yang, this young upstart?
Wang Yang's answer was also very simple.
In the vast blue ocean of the domestic market, the most awkward thing for foreign capital to enter is that it needs to cultivate a large number of supporting talents from scratch.
Wang Yang wants to train a group of auto mechanics, establish a private auto repair team, and increase his leverage.
Moreover, a single auto repair shop is related to the livelihoods of dozens of households and is closely connected to people's lives.
State-owned enterprises are laying off employees every year, and more and more people are losing their secure jobs.
At this point, there is a need for private enterprises that can provide employment opportunities.
Private auto repair shops not only provide jobs but also teach people skills, allowing them to earn a living anywhere.
Even if policies tighten later and motorcycle assembly is cracked down on, the local authorities will turn a blind eye to the auto repair shops because of this.
This insurance lasts longer than any license or permit.
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"Uncle Jiande, what's Boss Qian doing? Why isn't he making any moves?"
"I don't know, let's see."
Chen Haitao and Chen Jiande were completely bewildered. The noise and arguments they had expected did not happen. Instead, they heard the sound of a motorcycle starting up.
Next, Chen Haitao and Chen Jiande witnessed a scene they would never forget.
Several motorcycles of various shapes and colors sped out of the scrap metal yard in a line.
"Uncle... I didn't see wrong, did I?"
Chen Haitao rubbed his eyes in disbelief, unable to accept the reality before his eyes.
Chen Haitao begged his father for several days and even got beaten with two belts, but he still couldn't buy a motorcycle.
There were more than a dozen vehicles right in front of me, like they were being sold in bulk.
"Are you kidding me? This guy surnamed Zhang dares to lie to me?!"
Chen Jiande was equally incredulous, and anger appeared on his face.
Chen Jiande acted like a clown, inciting people to cause trouble, and this is the result.
Wang Yang actually managed to repair the scrapped parts and reassemble a motorcycle.
Or perhaps Zhang Baoguo lied to him from the beginning, and Wang Yang brought back a motorcycle.
"Let's go settle accounts with that Zhang guy!"
Chen Jiande did not believe Wang Yang's technology at all, and was convinced that Zhang Baoguo had deceived him.
Wang Yang is just a kid, what kind of skills could he possibly have?
On Chun'an Street, a new storm was brewing.
A dozen or so motorcycles slowly drove into the street, the roar of their engines once again drawing everyone's attention.
"My goodness, isn't that Boss Qian? Why is he riding a motorcycle?"
"Boss Qian has made it big! Look at his motorcycle, it's even cooler than Boss Zhang's!"
The onlookers didn't understand the differences in performance, but they could tell the difference in appearance.
Good water is justice.
Clothes make the man, and a saddle makes the horse.
The owners riding those stylish water motorcycles instantly became the envy of everyone.
"Where did this motorcycle come from?!"
Zhang Baoguo was the most unlucky one.
Zhang Baoguo had just come into contact with the few remaining motorcycles on Chun'an Street by offering free motorcycle repairs.
In his efforts to learn motorcycle repair techniques, Zhang Baoguo caused quite a few malfunctions and even lost some money.
Just as Zhang Baoguo was feeling smug about his newfound knowledge of motorcycle repair, these dozen or so motorcycles appeared out of nowhere, completely shattering his worldview.
When Wang Yang managed to get his hands on a motorcycle last time, Zhang Baoguo thought it was a lucky find.
Now that more than a dozen motorcycles have appeared, Zhang Baoguo has to admit that this is Wang Yang's masterpiece.
But isn't Wang Yang only twenty years old? How come he already has such a wealth of skills?
She's twenty years old!
"Could it be that kid Wang Yang can actually fix those parts?"
Zhang Baoguo spent tens of thousands of yuan to quickly learn motorcycle skills, but Wang Yang had already mastered them.
Zhang Baoguo is going to compete with Wang Yang.
Only now has Zhang Baoguo realized the gap between himself and Wang Yang.
Meanwhile, at the scrap metal recycling station, Wang Yang reclined on the sofa in the tin-roofed shed, quietly watching his colleagues count their earnings.
"Sixteen thousand five hundred..."
Yang Wenqing and the other two found it hard to believe and clicked twice before they were convinced that this was not a dream.
In just half a month, he earned enough to become a millionaire.
Moreover, the distribution channels have been established, and there is a large inventory of parts, enough to produce at least twenty motorcycles.
If all of this batch of goods is produced, they will have at least 40,000 yuan in cash flow.
Four households with ten thousand yuan each!
And this is only the first step.
In the future, there will be a steady stream of parts delivered, which will be repaired and assembled into motorcycles, earning them one million-yuan household after another.
For the three people who only earn a few hundred yuan a month, this is like striking it rich!
"I said I would help you make money, and I will help you make money."
"Now, do you want to join me in doing something even bigger?"
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