"Do you have the capability for that?"
Qian Guotao's words plunged Wang Yu into silence.
Although the phrasing was a bit awkward, the meaning was clear: if any product from Wang Yu's car factory could be jointly developed with the Passenger Transport General Factory, he could use that product's name to secure a spot in the competition. Once he entered the competition and met the entry requirements, his other products could be displayed freely.
This method was akin to the Mechanical Industry Association's approach when they wanted Wang Yu to join them—in essence, it was exploiting loopholes.
The rules didn't explicitly allow or disallow this, and generally, no one would pay much attention.
Despite the seemingly roundabout and complicated solution, bordering on being overly circuitous, rules were rules and had to be observed!
"How about it?"
Seeing Wang Yu lost in thought, Qian Guotao inquired again.
To be honest, he had some doubts about Wang Yu's claims to Wu Lingling about personally designing and developing so many advanced products. How could one person possess such cross-disciplinary technical talent?
Most people were skilled in one area, but this guy was skilled in multiple areas. It was hard to believe!
Therefore, his proposal also served as a test for Wang Yu.
"Hey, Old Qian, this is going too far! Brother Wang is involved with trucks, not your passenger buses. What product is he supposed to come up with to cooperate with you? How can they be compared?" Lin Chunfeng interjected, his dissatisfaction growing as he saw Wang Yu frowning.
"Brother Wang, don't beat around the bush with him."
Lin Chunfeng meant to comfort Wang Yu, but Wang Yu remained in deep thought, seemingly not listening.
"Miss Wu, you try to persuade him too," Lin Chunfeng turned to Wu Lingling.
"Wang Yu, if it's really impossible, don't force yourself."
Wu Lingling also advised him, gently tugging at Wang Yu's sleeve. "After all, people aren't omnipotent. You don't need to take it to heart."
"Huh?"
Wang Yu snapped back to attention, looking at Wu Lingling in confusion. "Who said I couldn't do it?"
"What? You mean you have a way? A suitable product for the Passenger Transport General Factory?"
Everyone was taken aback. Was Wang Yu just putting on a brave face?
"Yes, is this difficult?" Wang Yu replied with a chuckle.
"Brother, stop pretending. If you had a solution, why were you frowning just now? Product development isn't a game. If it were that simple, why would I need to employ so many technical experts?" Qian Guotao said, offering Wang Yu a way out. His impression of Wang Yu had subtly shifted.
It seemed this young man was all show and no substance, stubbornly trying to save face. But that was understandable for someone his age; they had all gone through it.
"You're talking about this?" Wang Yu suddenly understood. "I have three plans. I was just deliberating which product would be the better choice."
"What?"
"Three plans?"
"You were just choosing among them?"
Everyone was stunned. Was it really that exaggerated? Qian Guotao, in particular, frowned slightly.
If Wang Yu's previous behavior could be excused as youthful pride, then this was outright boasting!
"Brother Wang, aren't you exaggerating a bit?" Qian Guotao's words carried a warning tone, implying Wang Yu shouldn't overstate his abilities.
"Yes, Brother Qian, you're right." Wang Yu nodded in agreement.
Qian Guotao inwardly approved. It seemed the young man knew when to be prudent and wasn't blindly intoxicated by his own words, engaging in self-aggrandizement. There was still room for negotiation!
However, before Qian Guotao's praise could fully form, Wang Yu spoke again, his words almost making Qian Guotao furious.
"There might be a little exaggeration in my words. In fact, I have seven plans. But three of them have costs that are too high, and one overlaps significantly with others, so I discarded it."
This!
This!
Qian Guotao was so angry he almost spat blood. Why not change his name from Wang Yu to "Wang Wu" (meaning delusion)?
Was he trying to reach the heavens? Seven plans? Was this the Calabash Brothers?
Qian Guotao's expression turned cold. "Since Brother Wang is so confident, then please demonstrate it."
"Demonstrate?"
"That's right. Let's go to the factory now, and you can show everyone your designs." Qian Guotao said curtly.
"It's fine if I don't understand the products, but we have many experienced old workers and technical experts in our factory. You can explain it to them. If there is even one suitable product, I guarantee that our Passenger Transport General Factory's competition spot will be yours."
"Hey, Old Qian, are you crazy? It's the weekend, and you're going to the factory without lunch?" Lin Chunfeng exploded, though he also felt Wang Yu's words were a bit excessive, he was still his guest. Was it right to treat him so dismissively?
"It's alright. We can still gather people even on a day off. It's not a big deal." Qian Guotao snorted and picked up his home phone, dialing a number.
"Hello, this is Qian Guotao. Please gather all members of the expert group at the factory tonight for a meeting. That's right, an emergency meeting!"
After finishing, Qian Guotao hung up the phone and fixed his gaze on Wang Yu.
"So, Brother Wang, are you going to demonstrate?"
"Uh, it's getting late, and it might be inconvenient to disturb people," Wang Yu said sheepishly. This Qian Guotao was truly decisive. In later times, he would probably have called his subordinates for a video conference...
"There's no 'inconvenient' or 'convenient.' If Brother Wang can indeed bring forth a good cooperative product, it would be a great opportunity for our Passenger Transport General Factory, as our performance has been declining."
Seeing that Qian Guotao had put it that way, Wang Yu could only nod helplessly.
However, he felt the need to make one last attempt...
"Can we have dinner first before we go?" He didn't want to face a group of experts on an empty stomach.
"No worries, the factory has a canteen."
"Fine... then let's go."
Soon, under Qian Guotao's insistence, everyone left directly for the Passenger Transport General Factory.
As Mrs. Qian, wearing an apron, emerged from the kitchen, she called out helplessly, "Hey, Old Qian, you workaholic! What is this again? I've already washed the vegetables!"
...
Upon arriving at the Passenger Transport General Factory, Wu Lingling quietly whispered into Wang Yu's ear.