The mass production of Sanfang motorcycles is on the right track, and Fangyuan's work has become easier.

He wrote an application and handed it to the factory director, Zhao Guozhu.

After reading the application written by Fang Yuan, Zhao Guozhu summoned three deputy factory directors.

"Fang Gong wants to apply for two hundred square meters ......of land," Zhao Guozhu said slowly.

"He wants to build cars?" Deputy director Li Yong was dumbfounded.

"Motorcycles have been built, and it's normal for him to want to build cars." Deputy factory director Zhou Yi said with a smile.

"Two hundred square meters is too little, a talent like Fang Gong, give him an acre of land, anyway, behind his house is vacant land, not cultivated land." Zhang Dong, deputy director of the factory, proposed.

"I'm going to grant 800 square meters of square work." Zhao Guozhu said.

There is a competitive relationship between the factory director and the deputy factory director, and there has always been a discord between the face and the heart.

For a talent like Fang Yuan, the factory director doesn't want to offend, and the three deputy factory directors don't want to offend.

Both the director and the deputy director got the news that the Third Machinery Plant was about to be upgraded.

Motorcycles will upgrade the Third Machinery Factory, and cars will definitely take the Third Machinery Factory to the next level.

The mechanical factory is upgraded, and their job level will also be improved.

As long as nothing happens to them, there is no reason for anyone to replace them.

The land around the No. 12 Quadrangle is owned by the Third Machinery Factory.

If it is reasonable, no one can say anything about the land within a radius of 800 square meters.

After Zhao Guozhu and others finished the meeting, they convened a meeting with the section chief, deputy section chief, director, and deputy director.

The next morning, Fang Yuan went to go through the formalities, and then the people in the factory, behind his house, circled 800 square meters of open space.

With the help of the factory director, Fang Yuan bought materials, hired workers, and began to build walls and houses.

800 square meters of land, fenced off with a garage and workshop.

The remaining land was turned into paddy fields and continued to 'experiment' with high-yielding rice.

With 800 square meters of vacant land, it is just over one acre, and a deputy factory director can make the decision, let alone decide at a meeting.

Director Zhao's car broke down, and he rode a motorcycle to and from work.

Under the pretext of developing cars, Fang Yuan pretended to dismantle and repair cars.

After a few more days, a batch of tripartite motorcycles was produced in the factory.

Those with the rank of deputy section chief and above are equipped with a motorcycle.

The engine, frame, etc., are all produced in the factory, and the cost of the motorcycle is not high.

Let the sky design an off-road vehicle according to the machinery and equipment in the factory.

Fang Yuan refers to the design drawing of the sky and draws the parts processing drawing.

Although the equipment of the Third Machinery Plant is backward, it is very complete.

The main factory has lathes, grinding machines, drilling machines and other machine tools, and there is also a smelter in the branch.

Most of the raw materials made of metal are produced and processed by the Third Machinery Plant.

It is difficult to create an off-road vehicle with a luxurious interior and a wide range of functions, but it is not a problem to produce an off-road vehicle with a solid leather.

When I got home from work, I looked at the wall, and Fang Yuan was quite satisfied.

The construction speed of this era is far less than that of Blue Star and previous lives.

There is no way, if it is all manual, the speed will naturally not be fast.

"The walls, the workshop, the garage can be done by Friday."

After eating dinner alone, Fang Yuan secretly pondered about building a car.

He wants a car for himself, so he spends money.

Raw materials can be purchased from the factory, and money is also required to use the machinery and equipment in the factory.

With Fang Yuan's current ability, as long as there are raw materials, he can make cars, airplanes, and aircraft carriers.

You can knock out a car with a hammer, and you can get a car in minutes with an ability.

A few days later, the fence, the workshop, the garage were built.

The walls are three meters high, made of green bricks, and the foundations are one meter deep.

Fang Yuan settled the wages of the workers and wielded a hoe to turn over the land.

For various reasons, the open space behind the house is half turned into a fish pond and half into a paddy field.

In his spare time, Fang Yuan wielded his hoe again and again.

After tossing for more than half a month, the fish pond behind the house was completed, and the paddy field was also completed.

Throw all the fish in the fish pond in front of the door into the fish pond behind the house.

After filling the fish pond in front of the door, Fang Yuan opened a door in and out of the kitchen again.

The factory purchased materials and welded a metal fence gate.

"It's very convenient to go home, go directly to the back of the house, and don't have to cross the threshold."

"On Monday, I went to the factory to build my own car and instructed the factory to produce a sample car."

Tires and the like, the Third Machinery Plant procured some from one factory to another.

In order to build a workshop, a garage, a fence, a toilet, a bathroom, Fang Yuan spent almost a thousand dollars.

"The Sword Comes"

It was inconvenient to take a bath, so he got a bathroom at the back of the house, and sometimes there was no vacancy in the public toilet, so he got a bathroom at the back of the house.

At this time, Fang Yuan only had more than thirty yuan left in his hand, and a lot of various tickets.

Considering that he has a motorcycle, the factory did not give him a bicycle ticket, a sewing ticket, a watch ticket, a radio ticket, and a copy of it, and he can take out a large stack of sugar tickets, meat tickets, food stamps, etc.

Taking advantage of the weekend and two days, he went to the mountains to hunt four wild boars and bought more than 800 yuan.

At work on Monday, Fang Yuan bought materials from the factory and instructed workers in one position after another to process auto parts.

The first localized car, inside and outside the factory, many people are staring at it openly and secretly.

"Fang Gong, something happened in workshop five." Li Liang, a third-level lathe, said.

"Who's in trouble?" Fang Yuan asked casually.

"Fan Meicheng was crushed to death by a steel belt." Li Liang replied.

"Isn't Fan Meicheng a fitter in a workshop?" Fang Yuan was stunned.

"He ran to workshop No. 5 ......," Li Liang said.

"During the working period, the pension should be at least half reduced." Fang Yuan frowned.

Fan Meicheng is a third-level fitter in a workshop, and the amount of tasks every day is enough for him to do all day.

When the task was not completed, he ran to the No. 5 workshop and chatted with the female employees, not only to work in tandem, but also to play hooligans.

Fang Yuan didn't go to join in the fun, and he didn't rush back to the courtyard.

Before the end of the day, he had a reason to stay in the factory.

Fan Meicheng's parents are both rural residents and have no formal jobs in the city.

Fan Meicheng's wife Liu Yan also has no job, and the eldest of the four babies under her knees is still in elementary school.

"If you lose your pillars and pensions, your pension will be at least halved, and the Fan family will be in trouble."

Ignoring the trouble of the Fan family, Fang Yuan continued to process the car engine.

Compared to his car, the people of the Fan family are not worth mentioning.

Fang Yuan didn't use the idea of going back in time and bringing Fan Meicheng back from the dead.

Fan Meicheng and his family can only be counted as his neighbors.

went out fishing together, and Fan Meicheng pricked his nest.

In normal times, Fan Meicheng's wife and children all want to take advantage of Fangyuan.

Even Zhang Youde, who has a difficult life, is only careful in his calculations, occasionally playing a cautious eye, and never making an inch.

Fan Meicheng is a third-class fitter with a monthly salary of forty-five.

Fan Meicheng's parents occasionally do odd jobs, and the living conditions of the Fan family are much better than those of Zhang Youde's family.

After knowing that Fang Yuan was bold and generous, Fan Meicheng's parents and wife came to borrow money and food every once in a while.

Adhering to the principle of borrowing and repaying, it is not difficult to borrow again, after Fang Yuan borrowed once, as long as the other party did not pay it back, he would not borrow.

Fang Yuan, who got off work on time, left on a motorcycle.

Parked the motorcycle in the garage behind the house, and only a few minutes after opening the main entrance, Zhang Youde walked over.

"Teacher Zhang, what's the matter?" Fang Yuan was thoughtful.

"Fan Meicheng is dead, you know, right?" Zhang Youde asked.

"Hmm." Fang Yuan nodded.

"The hospital decided to hold a meeting to discuss donating some money." Zhang Youde went straight to the point.

"What time is it?" Fang Yuan asked.

"I'll have to wait a while, there are still some people in the courtyard who haven't come back." Zhang Youde said.

"Okay." Fang Yuan nodded in response.

The sound of crying and crying in the middle courtyard is endless, and the sound of firecrackers comes and goes.

There were no monks knocking on wooden fish, and no Taoist priests chanting scriptures, and since the year before, dead people are not allowed to do dojos.