Park the car in front of the villa in the factory area.

Fei Yi's heart finally seemed to have stopped completely.

Empty.

It seems like it is going to lose contact with the whole world.

How could he be?

How could you like Yi Ming?

That big sister!

The egg girl who ruined his sneakers!

This is too unreal.

However, he really felt that whenever he thinks of Yi Ming, even if he is just a name or a specific person, his heartbeat will start to accelerate.

He was just autistic, not having heart disease such as arrhythmia or tachycardia.

so.

This is a real, clear, real, heart-warming feeling.

Destroy it!

What are the bad things for contemporary young people? They like to like their own aesthetic opposites!

"Yiyi, why haven't you got off the car yet?" Ms. Han walked to the driver's seat and asked.

"I've been driving for too long, I'll have some cramps. I'll slow it down, right away!"

"You kid, you told me to change me, but you just don't listen."

Class Fei Yi was a little excited by Ms. Han's words and argued: "I am not a child! Don't call me a child. I am a great young man in the contemporary world, a man, mature, rigorous, steady, and gentleman!"

Han Yuxin was originally going to help her son open the car door.

I was stunned now.

With a searching look, I looked at Fei Yi and a half minutes.

In order to show his inner strength, Fei Yiban had no intention of dodging.

Until Ms. Han reached out to help him open the driver's seat door.

"Mr. Feiyi, who is mature, rigorous, steady and gentleman, is it possible that you get off the bus yourself now? Or do you need your mother to hug you?"

“…”

Is it really a real mother?

Is it really true?

"Okay, mom hugs."

Fei Yi directly opened his arms and leaned forward, without any intention of [get off the bus in person].

Han Yuxin was afraid that both of them would fall like this, so she quickly tried to stand still, and said the same thing in her mouth: "You kid."

The whole body of Feiyi seemed to be about to pounce on Ms. Han, and pressed against the frame of the car door, and then jumped off by himself.

It landed steadily at 180 degrees in the air.

He did not really remove all the gravity of his body on Ms. Han.

Although he is still a bit thin now.

But after all, he is also a 182 cm big boy.

The skeleton alone is not something Han Yuxin can easily catch.

After the perfect landing, Fei Yi continued to protest and said righteously: "I said it, don't call me a child!"

"Okay, my son!" Ms. Han was kind and satisfied with the wishes of Fei Yi Group.

Fei Yi's group raised his throat in one breath, but he couldn't say anything like this, [Don't call me son].

In the end, I had to return to my home in the factory depressedly.

This home will soon not belong to him.

Next, where will he and Ms. Han go?

What is the future path?

Are you really going to Yijia Village?

Put aside all kinds of emotional and monetary factors.

Can a person who has lived in a big city for so many years really be suitable for the countryside?

Although, in the city, his home is also in a relatively remote factory area.

But even so, everything that hospitals, supermarkets, shopping malls, and life needs is still close.

You can order takeout and errands at any time.

When you go to Yijia Village, all this becomes impossible.

In case there is something urgent...

Team Fei Yi didn't dare to continue thinking.

If you don’t go, that is not reasonable at all. What should you do if you inexplicably break into the aesthetic opposite of his heart?

From now on, can he still eat the eggs laid by the old hen in Yijia Village?

They are all eggs, so why do you just stir-fry some chicken oil and don’t even have to add any seasonings to make it delicious so that he wants to swallow his tongue.

What an old hen with no moral character can lay such an egg?

What about avenging Feiji?

Have you ever thought about the feeling of the evil spirit of the flying chicken?

Is it a warning from the unjust soul that I was unable to eat Yi Ming’s family again today?

...

Fei Yi took out all the dozen or so bags of patents about smart locks left by Director Fei.

He had seen it before.

But he has no ability to remember everything.

Therefore, we know a rough idea.

He looked at these before, thinking that there would be 1.5 billion left in his home and that he was fully capable of building a production line of smart locks.

In addition, there is a whole production and sales team that has been running-in for many years. It is not an out of reach to make a smart lock factory grow and eventually sell well all over the world.

The profits of smart locks and lock cylinders are completely different.

Different technological contents and different profit margins.

There is no need to circle the earth half or just one circle, and you can create a lock core that is one and a half circles and a half, and you can't know how many times the profit is.

This is the technological dividend brought by industrial upgrading.

It is also a better future industrial transformation that can bring a lock factory.

However, in the current situation, it is a fantasy to set up a new factory and develop and manufacture smart locks on a large scale.

The path of private customization is not about technology dividends, but about design dividends.

Smart lock core with normal functions and normal quality, plus a unique design and custom-made appearance.

Marketing also requires a different approach.

This path cannot be said to be without possibility of continuing, but the difficulty is not low at all.

Feiyi Group suggested that [Ruake White Tea] start his career by taking the charity auction because the story of [Ruake White Tea] is easy to tell and can be touching.

He could not tell the story of his father being kidnapped and finally being tragically torn to his vote in Mardin.

He cried and shouted how miserable he was, opening the bloody wounds in front of strangers over and over again.

Let everyone see his miserable experience, pity him and help him.

This is not something that Fei Yi can do.

Even if he did it, he would be the first to collapse.

I tried not to think about it, but I couldn't even sleep.

If Director Fei’s death was mentioned, it would be better to go through shock and brain death.

So, if you want to smuggle customization this road.

The only way out is that he must make a good enough design.

Make the small group of target customers who are born picky are truly satisfied.
To be continued...