Anti-Japanese War, weapons designer at Fengtian Arsenal

Li Qinwu was right. 100 men's bicycles and 100 women's bicycles were sold out before 3 p.m. in shops on two of Chongqing's busiest streets.

The main thing is that the bicycle store has been rearranged. All the gray ceramic and steel products have been removed, the lighting in the entire store is much brighter, and the huge posters of European and American men and women riding bicycles placed at the door of the store have attracted a large number of rich men and women to come in and check it out.

Then they couldn't move anymore. This bicycle is really powerful. Its appearance is far better than other bicycles on the market at that time. The word "fashionable" is completely worthy of its name.

In general, women's bicycles sell better than men's bicycles, mainly because women's bicycles are small, exquisite and lightweight, and are great whether you buy them for normal travel or to show off with your sisters. The women's bicycles didn't even last until the afternoon, and were all sold out around 11 in the morning.

He earned 2 yuan that day, and the first batch of people who bought the bicycles had already created an advertising effect. They rode the bicycles in Chongqing city like moving billboards, which set off a shopping craze among the rich men and women who liked to compare with each other. These people came to his door to buy bicycles, but it was a pity that Li Qinwu only prepared 1 bicycles to test the market.

Some hot-tempered rich guys and girls finally found a store selling cool bikes, but found out that they were out of stock. They immediately got angry and threatened on the spot that if the bikes were not sold to them quickly, they would kill them.

Li Qinwu could only persuade him kindly and promised that the goods would be available tomorrow.

Li Qinwu immediately returned to the factory and ordered an expedited production of bicycles for men and women. This was not difficult to make. The body could be burned out of ceramic steel powder, sprayed with paint, and the parts of unsold cargo bicycles could be removed and installed.

Li Qinwu, who was assembling parts in the workshop himself, was still muttering in his heart that these rich guys and girls were really weird. They didn't want to buy it when the price was 30 dollars, but when it rose to 100 dollars, they all flocked to it. He had a new understanding of the brand effect and the influence of foreigners on Chinese people.

However, Li Qinwu is still thinking about selling the gray ceramic steel bicycles. He now divides the bicycles into two categories, one is leisure bicycles, mainly targeting rich men and women, and the other is cargo bicycles, mainly targeting farmers.

Although leisure bicycles are expensive and he can make 74 dollars for one, there are not many rich men and women after all, and the market will soon be saturated. Moreover, this does not conform to his long-cherished wish to change the current poverty of the masses in China. He still hopes to promote cargo bicycles among farmers.

Li Qinwu worked in the workshop until 6 p.m., during which time he was thinking about how to promote cargo bicycles among farmers.

He still figured out a few factors. One was that bicycles were too expensive and farmers could not afford them. The price of 30 dollars could easily empty a family's savings.

As for those who can afford this price, they will also feel repulsed because they don't understand bicycles. They are unwilling to invest their entire fortune in something they don't understand, and they don't know that this thing can improve their lives and work efficiency.

While he was thinking, a bell rang in the workshop. Li Qinwu put down his work and looked at his watch. It was already past six o'clock, which was the time to get off work in the factory.

He washed the engine oil off his hands and walked towards the factory cafeteria. Along the way, he met many workers from Niujia Village. These workers called him Director Li and greeted him, and he responded with a smile.

The people in Niujia Village are indeed professional farmers and they work very diligently. They have contracted all the heavy work in the steel factory, freeing up a lot of labor.

Li Qinwu did not treat them badly. The factory provided two meals a day. Not only was each meal full, but they could also occasionally eat meat. There was also a guaranteed egg at the dinner table every day.

When doing heavy physical work, you must ensure the intake of carbohydrates and protein. There must be no ambiguity on this point. Otherwise, it is easy to get into trouble due to hypoglycemia or lack of energy.

For example, Jia Dongxu from the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill, 10 out of 4 were killed by the protagonist, 1 was killed by the adultery between Qin Huairu and Yi Zhonghai, 5 were killed by his mother who snatched food from him, and were strangled to death by a machine while working because of lack of energy.

In order to prevent this from happening to his workers, Li Qinwu required every worker to eat two meals in the factory before going home, and then gave each worker two ceramic steel lunch boxes, allowing them to take meals home for their families for free.

The food is free if you bring one lunch box, but if you want to bring more, you have to pay an extra copper dollar per portion. This is mainly to prevent someone from taking advantage of the situation and selling the free meals to outsiders. Li Qinwu was disgusted by the way the factory welfare was used, so he added this rule.

Li Qinwu came to the lunch window reserved for leaders, handed the lunch box in, and ordered a stir-fried vegetable, a spicy tofu, a stir-fried pork with green peppers with only a little bit of pork shreds visible, and a boiled egg.

After packing these things, he found an empty table and ate.

The leadership window was newly added recently. It didn’t exist before.

The reason I added this is because one time he came to the cafeteria to eat and was about to line up, all the people in front of him were trying to make room for him, but he said no, but the workers got really nervous and started to move away one after another, until there was no one at the entire window, as if Li Qinwu was some kind of bully.

So he could only set up a leadership window. This was not really his attempt to gain privileges.

After dinner, Li Qinwu sat there, lit a cigarette, and continued to think about how to sell cargo bicycles.

At this time, he saw an old man outside the cafeteria pushing a wheelbarrow towards the outside of the factory. He knew this man, his name was Niu Er, he was almost 50 years old, had done farm work all his life, and was not in good health.

When the factory was recruiting, this man was not accepted and he collapsed. He knelt on the ground and cried, saying that his son had been conscripted into the army during the civil war a few years ago and died on the battlefield. He was the only old man and his granddaughter at home. His granddaughter was sick and if he didn't have this job, his granddaughter would probably starve to death.

He cried so sadly that Lao Huotou saw it. He couldn't bear it and asked Li Qinwu if he could arrange a job for him.

Li Qinwu asked Niu Er to deliver food to the factory canteen. This job was much easier than transporting coal and rails. His salary was not reduced and was only 5 dollars, which was considered as taking care of him. He just asked him not to gossip and tell others about it, otherwise the workers who did the hard work would be dissatisfied.

Niu Er knelt down in front of Li Qinwu on the spot and let Li Qinwu support him for a long time.

Niu Er's tool for pulling vegetables is a wheelbarrow, which was lent to him by the village chief Niu. Every day, the women of Niujia Village would go to the fields early to pick vegetables, and then Niu Er would push the wheelbarrow to collect them. He was also considered a purchaser for the Julong Steel Plant.

But the wheelbarrow was not very useful. It was made entirely of wood, and the wooden wheels were not round. It made a clanging sound when pushed and was very difficult.

Li Qinwu's eyes stayed on Niu Er's hunched back, and suddenly, he found an idea to sell cargo bicycles.

He stood up and called to Niu Er outside the cafeteria: "Uncle Niu Er, wait a moment."