Wang Yu suddenly burst into laughter, making Han Jun, who was following him, feel a chill run down his spine.
"I say, little factory director, you don't have to laugh so wickedly, do you? It's creepy!"
Han Jun shivered beside him. Based on his experience and habits, this was Wang Yu's typical pre-prank behavior.
The saying in Jiangyang County, "Fear not the king of hell calling, but fear little Wang smiling," was no joke!
"It's nothing, just a call from Secretary Yang. The eight provinces have jointly put pressure on me to publicly donate my mini-engine technology."
Wang Yu said with a chuckle, his words immediately causing a stir among the employees of the car factory around him.
"What a joke! Why should we give our stuff to others?"
Han Jun was the first to object, and several of his subordinates chimed in, "That's right. We publicly donate the technology, and they get to eat for free? There's no such thing as an easy meal!"
Everyone grumbled, their faces filled with indignation at the unfairness of the situation.
"It's okay, if they want it so badly, I'll give it to them."
Wang Yu said with a grin.
"Ah? Little factory director, you haven't been driven mad by anger, have you?"
Everyone spoke again.
"Don't worry, my things aren't that easy to take.
I didn't want to be too ruthless, but since they're rushing to their deaths, I can't help it!"
Wang Yu said with a smile, but his words sent a shiver down everyone's spines!
This was the first time they had heard Wang Yu utter the words "ruthless" and "to the death."
"Wang, what are you doing? Huh? Why are all of you looking so serious?"
Andre, reeking of alcohol, staggered over and saw the somber atmosphere, asking curiously.
"Old An, are you sober now?"
Wang Yu looked at Andre with amusement. This guy always boasted about his invincible drinking capacity, claiming to gargle with vodka and finding domestic wines too weak, only tolerating the strongest 76-degree Laobai Gan.
But this time, when they came to the provincial capital, he volunteered to catch up with old friends and ended up being knocked out by yellow wine, which he mistook for a beverage, lying in the hotel for a whole day and night, snoring loudly!
"Ahem! That's because I hadn't seen my old friends for too long and was going easy on him. Yes, going easy!"
Andre mumbled, patting his throbbing head. Only someone truly drunk could understand the agony of yellow wine; it was like a knife slowly cutting flesh.
"Alright, I'm not interested in your trivial matters. What I want to know now is, how is the job going?"
Wang Yu directly said to Andre, "It's just that someone has run into the muzzle of a gun today!"
"Oh? You say someone has run into the muzzle of a gun? What's going on?" Andre's spirits immediately lifted.
"I'll tell you the specifics later. How are the negotiations with Institute 367 going?"
Wang Yu asked directly.
Institute 367, originally a state-affiliated industrial production base, manufactured various special parts and components.
Andre had once served as an expert from the Ice Bear Kingdom to support Institute 367.
However, with the passage of time, Institute 367 was now in a state of near bankruptcy and production halt. Andre had subsequently ended up working for Wang Yu.
This time, Wang Yu brought him along to the East Continent Industrial Expo partly to leverage his connections with Institute 367, hoping to secure an order for a batch of batteries.
"I've contacted them. Production is not a problem. They are ready to accept orders at any time, but the minimum quantity is ten thousand units."
Andre hesitated at this point. "But if I may say so, why do you need so many battery orders?
Even if your vehicles require batteries, with your supplier channels and our Ice Bear Kingdom's Black Mountain port access, you'll never run out. After all, lead-acid batteries don't have much technical content; many people can make them. There's no need to specifically approach Institute 367, right?
While Institute 367's quality is slightly better, the advancement is limited. It doesn't seem worth it."
"Heh, maybe I really do need tens of thousands of batteries?"
Wang Yu chuckled, offering no further explanation, and then turned to Han Jun. "How are things going with the electrolyte manufacturers you were asked to contact?"
Han Jun was responsible for all material procurement for the car factory, and this was his area of expertise.
Hearing Wang Yu's question, Han Jun nodded. "I've contacted them. However, they said that the types of raw liquids you need are quite rare and require an additional charge. To prevent a monopoly and price gouging, I specifically found three suppliers this time, all with excellent reputations in the industry."
Wang Yu nodded in satisfaction at Han Jun's steady response.
However, his actions left everyone even more bewildered.
Weren't they working on mini-engines? Why were they suddenly talking about batteries and electrolyte solutions?
"Well, if that's the case, then everything is ready."
Wang Yu said with a smile, "I'm prepared to usher in an era."
Huh? Usher in an era? That's so exaggerated?
Everyone looked at Wang Yu in surprise. What was going on? He was speaking so extravagantly.
"That's right, the era of electric vehicles... I just hope those who steal batteries can find honest work and don't appear too soon."
The last sentence was Wang Yu's private murmur, not intended for anyone to hear.
In this era of development, people's primary need was for good quality at a low price. Fuel-powered vehicles were merely transitional products. Cheaper and more practical electric scooters were Wang Yu's true direction.
"The era of electric vehicles?"
"Forget it, you wouldn't understand even if I told you."
Wang Yu shook his head and then directly instructed Han Jun, "Go arrange something for me."
"What is it, little factory director?" Han Jun quickly asked.
"Yes, like this... Notify all bicycle and motorcycle manufacturers participating in the expo, telling them that in three days, I will unconditionally and publicly share all product technology and design plans for fuel-assisted vehicles."
"Ah? Little factory director, what do you mean by this?"
Everyone present was stunned.
"What do I mean? Naturally, I'm responding to the call and donating my technology,"
Wang Yu said with a grin. "I'm very curious to see what the attitude of the heads of the eight major bicycle factories will be when all this technology becomes common knowledge. And... you see, I'm only contributing the engine technology, which doesn't mean I can't sell it myself in the future, right?
If I sell it to their competitors at a low price with high volume, what kind of scene do you think that would create?"
"What kind of scene?" Everyone couldn't help but shiver. Of course, it would be an extremely brutal price war with every shot aimed at the heart!
This was forcing them into a bloody battle to the death! They would have to fight to the bitter end, even knowing the outcome.
Even if those few major enterprises managed to win the price war, they would likely be severely weakened.
The little factory director's move was too... devious!