With some difficulty, Duncan tilted his head a little in the direction of the door—at least that's what he could—and Rachel was there, looking at him with a mocking look he was all too familiar with. www.biquge.info But Duncan's gaze naturally passed over her and behind her.

The reason is obvious: Rachel will never come alone, and since she is here, it must be the collective action of the board, that is, Qin Lang and O'Connor are also here.

Duncan didn't immediately see the two people he thought he would see, though. A few slight, apparently deliberately lowered voices came in from outside the room, seemingly confirming his inference, but he was interrupted as he tried to identify who they belonged to.

Rachel was obviously reluctant to stand in the doorway, but it was also obvious that she didn't want to walk in on her own.

"Are you going to keep me standing here, Duncan?" She asked, meaning, that she needed an invitation.

Her attitude is not so easy to accept.

"Do you want me to get up from bed and welcome you?" The phrase was not uttered, because in the end, Duncan replaced it with a complaint. "Hell, for God's sake, and my arms and calves, Rachel, can't you just be nicer to me?"

"I'd love to be nice to you, Duncan." She replied, as she spoke, as she walked into the room, sat down on a couch, and proceeded to state her opinion: "Unfortunately, as soon as I arrived at this place, I heard that you were going to do something useless except to prove that your head had been caught in the door, a feat—"

Her taunts gave Duncan a sense of intolerability, and another problem was that he didn't understand why she reacted so violently.

"Yes, I'm going to get the City Council to limit the speed at which cars can travel to fifteen miles per hour." "Does this make you feel offended, Rachel?" he called. ”

Rachel smiled.

"Actually, Duncan, to me personally, your proposal is nothing and meaningless." Word by word, word by word, slowly and clearly, she said, "It's also nothing to the company." It's just, like I said, it's just stupid, other than proving that there's something wrong with your brain—"

"Hey!" Duncan protested, "You're attacking me again, Rachel!" ”

Protests were ineffective.

"I'm sorry, but that's the truth." She spread it out, looked at Duncan apologetically, and began to laugh, and laughed and laughed.

Her laughter multiplied Duncan's confusion.

"I don't understand, what the hell you're trying to say, Rachel."

Rachel stopped laughing and sighed. "At the very least, if a car isn't as fast as a horse-drawn carriage, then what do people buy it for?"

"Uh...... So you don't have to waste time and energy on caring for the horses? Can you save money on feed? After a moment's thought, Duncan replied.

She shook her head. "But they need to waste time and energy repairing cars, and they have to spend money on gasoline. Do you think this exchange is appropriate? ”

Think about it. "Nope."

"So people pay for cars because they're fast, but you're going to give them a limit." She shook her head again, "No one is going to listen to your advice, Duncan, they're just going to think you're a timid old antique who is afraid of modern technology." ”

Duncan fell silent, but instead of giving up, he mentally conceived his counterattack. After a while, about two minutes, he felt ready and said, "I admit that people buy cars because it's a new and fast form of transportation, but that doesn't mean we have to ignore safety—"

Then he stopped, because Qin Lang and O'Connor walked into the ward, but, more importantly, as soon as Qin Lang walked into the ward, he began to express his opinion.

"We've had Ford engineers invent wipers and seat belts, and we've designed and built new cars with stronger body structures, man, and we're not neglecting the safety of the driver, we're taking it seriously." He turned to Rachel and gestured to her to match what he was going to say, a new idea, "We can add this phrase to the Ford commercial, 'Ford, the safest car.'" ”

"Good idea." She chimed in, trying her best to match his performance.

Qin Lang thanked her, thanked her for her support, and then returned his eyes to Duncan, walked to the side of the hospital bed, and expressed his condolences to him for the second time after O'Connor, wishing him a speedy recovery and return to work - there is no doubt that condolences and blessings are what Duncan needs, although it only has a spiritual role, but now, his mind is full of car and safety problems, and that spiritual meaning is gone.

"I am grateful, gentlemen. But ......" he thought for a moment and said, "...... What I'm trying to say is that wipers, seat belts, or a sturdier body can do some work, but as long as people still drive fast, sooner or later they will get into a traffic accident and get seriously injured or even killed. Not only that, but I would also like to point out that the vast majority of our users cannot afford a premium car with all the safety features and are not willing to add those things to their own cars. ”

Because those things, wipers, seat belts, and other devices that have been invented and will be invented to make cars safe, are now all "optional" parts, according to a resolution of the board of directors, with the exception of a few high-end models - so they don't actually appear in cars.

There are only two reasons for this, firstly, customers who can only buy mid-range and low-end cars will hardly spend a dozen dollars more to install parts on their cars that they don't seem to be of much use; Second, when he visited the eastern region and the Ford plant, and that's what he's going to raise and criticize at today's meeting, less than a quarter of the salespeople would tell customers who were going to buy cars that they could buy those things.

Ford Motor Company executives told these low-level salespeople that "there is no need to go into too much detail with customers" and that this is the case with Henry. What Ford told them was that it was Rachel's policy, but in the end, it was a policy that Qin Lang tacitly approved.

There is no doubt about this - although there is no clear evidence. After all, within the company, there was very little to hide from him, and if he didn't agree, then Rachel's policy would not be possible.

Duncan didn't understand Qin Lang's thoughts. Windshield wipers, seat belts, etc., he knew these things, and he knew what they were used for - after seeing the same devices on the new premium cars produced by the Ford Motor Factory, Duncan realized that he had seen them a long time ago, on top of Qin Lang's heavy truck that had been locked into a warehouse with blast doors - but he did not immediately ask Ford to install them on the cars he built, but waited until about eight months ago, when there were already many automobile manufacturers in the United States, to instruct Ford's engineers to study themand then apply for a patent......

It's not hard to understand that he uses these things as a means to win commercial competition with other automakers, but it's confusing that he includes them as optional parts and acquiesces to Rachel's policy of concealment.

Just to reduce the cost of cars, ensure sales, and maintain the company's profits? Perhaps, however, such a demanding pursuit of profit seems to be more like Rachel's usual style, as for Qin Lang, he always has some complex and far-reaching plans, and his vision will never be so short-sighted.

His thoughts remained elusive.

But, one way or another, Duncan doesn't believe those devices can play an important role, although they do have some role to play if they are installed in a car. Although he had not thought of a good solution before, or even paid no attention to traffic safety problems, now, after the traffic accident he encountered, Duncan believes that the law can limit the speed of cars on the road can eliminate the safety hazards on the road.

The only problem was that Duncan was not without regret that Rachel was right, and no one would accept that suggestion.

Fifteen miles per hour, a bit silly at that speed.

Sighing secretly, Duncan finished his musings and came back to his senses, realizing that Qin Lang, O'Connor, and Rachel were all watching him intently.

"How?" He asked.

"We're waiting for you to continue." Qin Lang said, "However, Duncan, we exchanged opinions just now, and we all agreed that your opinion is not correct. ”

"Not exactly." O'Connor made a slight correction.

"How?"

"It's not just driving too fast that can cause a car accident, driving too slow." Qin Lang glanced at O'Connor and put the right to speak in his hands. But O'Connor didn't rush to speak, pulling a chair over and sitting down next to Duncan. "Qin Lang and I have already talked to the police," he said very seriously, but a smile appeared on his face from time to time, "According to the current investigation results, you should bear the main responsibility for today's car accident." ”

"What!" Duncan shouted. Coincidentally, at this time, he saw a smile on the corner of Jimmy's mouth, which made him raise his voice. "Should I take primary responsibility? This is! ”

"Calm down, man." O'Connor explained, "The police questioned witnesses, and most people thought the immediate cause of the crash was that you were driving too slowly, like, well...... A turtle crawls on the ground. ”

"What!"

"What's the speed of your car?"

"It's the same old age, ten miles an hour...... Wait, why is this my responsibility? Duncan protested, "What did I do wrong?" ”

"Calm down, calm down." O'Connor continued, "At the intersection where you had an accident, the speed of the cars passing through there is usually 25 to 30 miles per hour, so when he sees your car, the young man who hits you doesn't slow down, he thinks your car is going to ...... like any other car."

He couldn't go on anymore, and he couldn't control his laughter, so Qin Lang regained the right to speak.

"Tell me, Duncan," he teased, "how many times did the driver of your car give you the middle finger when you drove your car down the road?" (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please log in to the www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) (To be continued.) )