In order to produce an out -of -print car, re -changing a assembly line.

Listen!

Does anyone say?

Wang Cheng's mouth twitched.

Is this Mr. Meng, who is a rich country?

When he used to be beautiful, he thought he was a rich man, but even when he was the highest point of his career, compared with Mr. Meng's generosity, he was just a beggar on the roadside.

"Since Mr. Meng's opening, can Wang have a rejection, otherwise he may be poked by his brothers to poke the backbone." Wang Cheng agreed.

You need to know.

Mr. Meng's document is equivalent to reversing the dilemma of Xia Guo's automotive industry with his own power.

It can be said.

The tide is turned down, and the support of the building will be poured.

It's a real hero who can get dry goods!

so.

Even if Biadi Shengtang, as an out -of -print car with a sense of meaning, can not be produced in principle, and if the commemorative car does not sell for sky -high prices, it must be no money to make money.

But all this is in front of Mr. Meng.

It seems to be meaningless.

"I will instruct you to work overtime below. In the shortest time, you will arrange a top -equipped Biadi Sheng Tang, all of which are the original class. It is guaranteed to be exactly the same as the out of print." Wang Cheng smiled.

Mr. Meng is willing to buy their company's car, that is their blessing.

If you don't talk about your personal preferences.

Whether it is the Tianheng series of Nagata International or the Phantom series of Rolls -Royce, there are too many cars than Biadi.

"Well, don't worry, just make the shell, I plan to replace the fuel system with an electric system." Meng Yu said casually.

Since it was a small gift he gave.

Naturally, it can't be too ordinary.

As for why it is not directly sent to Guisha a Nirvana car, this is a question of personal preference. The expensive ones are not necessarily the favorite.

but.

Meng Yu rarely gives gifts.

And the objects sent are all in the good order sequence. Through the system, the woman who can clearly see the heart, in other words, each may be his future wife.

And this gift overhead.

For Meng Yu, it is insufficient.

"Huh! Stupid Ayu." Murong Qianyu whispered.

Among the women.

Obviously she paid the most for A Yu. Even after taking over the Murong family now, most of her energy is still on the Meng language company. It can be said that she is worried about her career.

Why do you have no gifts!

Ayu is eccentric!

Murong Qianyu said he was jealous.

Although her voice is fine.

But who is Meng Yu, that has taken doubles and is not old -fashioned. Listening is more keen than ordinary people.

So the corner of his mouth set off a soft arc, and he touched Murong Qianyu's long hair and long hair.

Everyone consciously turned his heads.

I heard that President Murong was a celebrity around Mr. Meng. When I saw it today, it is indeed groundless. There is a cause.

Who can think of?

On the table on weekdays, the president of Mu Rong, who was pointed at Qianfu, was the newly -promoted iron -handed prime minister in the business world. There was such a little woman.

Women like President Murong.

Maybe only by Mr. Meng, such as Mr. Meng, can the uncomfortable giant figures be completely surrendered?

"Ayu, take your trottering, and then touch your head." Murong Qianyu was like a blue in Meng Yu's ears.

Although the words are not very elegant.

But there is a thick sweetness in the discourse. Indeed, these two people did not just know it. The words were too elegant, but they seemed to have a sense of distance.

certainly.

Murong Qianyu pays great attention to Meng Yu's face.

This is a whisper.

It is only a whisper that she and Meng Yu can hear.

"Thank you chairman, who did you plan to give to which beautiful sister? I just asked curiously, there was no other meaning." Murong Qianyu smiled.

There is no sound of this remark.

So everyone heard it, they subconsciously shrink their necks, remembering the fear of governing the woman in the family.

The jealous woman is really terrible.

Meng Yu shrugged, "Of course I drove myself. As the owner of the Nirvana car brand, there was no suitable domestic car in the past. Now it is not appropriate to drive Porsche now."

Murong Qianyu stunned.

Yes!

If it wasn't for the decline in the IQ, she would not consider this obvious problem. This is awkward.

She coughs.

"Sorry, the chairman, I was a little disrespectful just now." Murong Qianyu owed me slightly towards Meng Yu. For the majesty of Chairman Meng Yu, she was awesome.

Then she looked at everyone and restored the president of the company's high -cold in the company. "" You guests, if there is nothing else, you can go back to prepare for production. I will complete the front work of the Nirvana project within three days,

I hope you don't let me wait for a long time. "

Everyone nodded with a dignified face.

For Mengyu Company, the Nirvana project may be just one of the big projects that make money, but for the car company, it is a matter of life and death.

If it wasn't for the endorsement of Mr. Meng.

They did not dare to change the production flow line at all, because once the Meng language company put their pigeons and did not give them outsourcing projects, they would have a constraint cash flow and will completely break.

But the reputation of Meng language, they all believe in.

Because of the chairman of the Mengyu Company, who dares to be on the front of the lighthouse country, who asked what else he dare not do or not be able to do it?

For Mr. Meng's Nirvana Automobile Project.

They will inevitably make every effort to help, let Nirvana cars occupy the global market in the shortest time, and earn a lot of money from foreigners.

Let Xia Guo's car.

In the history of global car, leave a strong stroke,

"Then we will retire first. This time it is really trouble, Mr. Meng, and it is also our domestic car manufacturers who are not angry, let Mr. Meng laugh."

"Well, if it wasn't for the group of Western people, we would not be able to lose that miserable for more than thirty years than we built the factory for more than 30 years.

"Indeed, we have no way for foreigners to engage in technical monopoly."

"Don't talk about it, those who have passed. With Mr. Meng's Nirvana car, we will make a lot of money! Not only will it be conquered in the domestic market, but we must flatten the overseas market and establish a new international standard for automobile production."

"Yes! We must be a person who establishes the rules. In the future, foreign artificial cars have to abide by the standards set by Xia Guo."

"Don't talk here, let's talk about it for a while. Didn't you see that President Murong and Mr. Meng had something to do?"

"Ah ..."

"Then we will not disturb, wait for President Murong to come and guide at any time."

Murong Qianyu's face red.

Lost dead.

Blame A Yu too attracting her, so that she couldn't help but look at him a few times.

Seeing that everyone disappeared into the corner one after another, Murong Qianyu was relieved. As soon as he wanted to talk about the Nirvana car plan with Meng Yu, he was picked up by a pair of powerful big hands and hung around in the air.

now.

Murong Qianyu is convinced that this is a taste of happiness.

It is good to be able to give everything to his own people, and he still feels distressed, so good!
Chapter completed!