Chapter 380 My nephew is a junk
Perhaps out of resentment towards Heinzel, or perhaps aroused by ambition, Yang Haifan became more serious during the subsequent visit. When he saw something valuable, he went up and touched and asked. In addition, the 360-degree photo archive was not blind spots, so he would not give up if he did not take Pumai's technical secrets for himself.
Heinzel also felt something was wrong. The reason why he dared to make wild words and let the Chinese take photos casually was because he felt that the Chinese were ignorant and backward, and probably could only watch the fun and not see the tricks. Who knew that Yang Haifan lived in a factory since childhood and worked as a manager of Chenyu Bearing Company for a few years. He had very good industrial literacy. There was also a great man like Feng Xiaochen, who was born in large-scale industry. His eyes were very sharp and he could see the secrets of technology at a glance.
Every company has its own tricks, and many technologies are formed after accumulating countless experiences and even paying a certain price. The process of development of these technologies has gone through twists and turns, and once it is broken through, it is just a layer of window paper. Outsiders can understand it at a glance and learn it indefinitely.
Technical know-how is not a product patent. The latter is protected by patents. If others steal it, they can make a claim through legal means. Technical know-how is used in the production process. After others steal it, they will not know it at all. Even if they can guess that the other party is using the technology they invented, you will not be able to come up with evidence. Because of this, all companies will strictly keep their technical know-how confidential and avoid being learned or imitated by others.
If a colleague from Europe, America and Japan came to inspect, Heinzel would definitely have restrictions. Some places would not allow the other party to take photos, and some places would not even allow the other party to watch. This time, because the person who came was a Chinese, Heinzel made such a mistake.
Heinzel is a very fanatical admirer of "head of state" and believes in the theory of national advantages. He believes that other ethnic groups except Europeans are inferior nations and cannot have industrial talent. Previously, a Chinese delegation had visited Pumai Company, which was also received by Heinzel at that time. The members of the delegation knew nothing about industry. They went to the workshop to take a quick look, took photos of some large machinery, said a lot of praise, and then left. This experience strengthened Heinzel's understanding, making him feel that China was a backward and ignorant place. People there wore long robes and jackets at home and did not understand what modern industry was.
Heinzel didn't know that the Chinese delegation that visited Pumai was actually an education delegation. They came to Germany to inspect basic education and took the time to see factories. In fact, they were just a tourist. He was a mechanical engineer and compared modern industrial knowledge with a group of teachers who taught physics and chemistry in junior high schools. It is no wonder that he could find a sense of superiority.
This time, Feng Xiaochen, Yang Haifan and the others came to visit. Feng Hua contacted him through a director of Mingbao Bank. When Feng Hua contacted him, he said that what can be seen and what can’t be seen, and there is no need to make things difficult for Pumai to master. In order not to make the other party feel guilty, Feng Hua also specifically said that his nephew is a civil servant with a junior high school education and does not know much about industry, so just take a look.
When such a polite word was passed to Heinzel's ears through the public relations department of Pumai, it was interpreted as another meaning, that is, the two young Chinese people who came to visit this time did not understand industry and were purely here to hunt for curiosity. Since it was hunting for curiosity, Heinzel was too lazy to guard against it, so he spoke, saying that you can see whatever you want.
Before a workshop was completed, Heinzel felt something was wrong. What these two Chinese people saw, were concerned about, and focused on shooting were real technical tips. Those big machines that looked majestic and were very suitable for photography backgrounds seemed to be non-existent in the eyes of these two Chinese people. This means that the other party was by no means an outsider, but a person who had really worked in industry.
Even if they have worked in industry, what can they do? Can they still learn these technologies to compete with us?
Heinzel comforted himself in his heart. He had already said it, but if he wanted to take it back, he would feel embarrassed. The other party was two oriental people he disdained. He would feel very humiliated when he broke his promise in front of the other party.
"Sir, I would like to remind you that the photos you took cannot be circulated to any other company except for your own viewing. What I said is that I do not want our European, American and Japanese colleagues to see them."
When he walked into the second workshop, Heinzel pretended to be careless and said to Feng Xiaochen and Yang Haifan. This is what Heinzel planned to fix the problem of the sheep, but it was difficult to get her hair into the sheath, so he had to hold a stand.
"I understand what Mr. Heinzel means." Feng Xiaochen said with a smile, "Don't worry, we won't let these photos be transmitted to other places outside China. That's what you mean?"
"Uh..." Heinzel hesitated for a moment. He felt that Feng Xiaochen's answer was a bit wrong, but it was difficult to refute. He just owed him again. He clearly said that he didn't want others to see it, but he wanted to add a word to his colleagues from Europe, America and Japan. He spoke like this entirely out of an instinct, because he felt that European, American and Japanese colleagues were considered peers, and Chinese companies were not worthy of being his colleagues at all. But this statement seemed to give people a misunderstanding, that is, it doesn't matter if these photos are spread in China, just don't let European, American and Japanese companies see it.
Is that what I mean?
Isn't that what I mean?
Heinzel himself was fainted, and he nodded reluctantly and said, "Yes, that's what I mean."
The inspection at Pumai Company lasted for a whole day. The 20 rolls of film that Feng Xiaochen and the others brought were taken, and they temporarily asked Peman to buy 20 rolls at a nearby convenience store. At the end of the visit, Heinzer's face was already a little green. He vaguely felt that he seemed to be a bit outrageously wrong this time, but he couldn't say it.
Farewell to Heinzel and left Pumai Company. Feng Xiaochen sent Perman away first, and walked with Yang Haifan back to the hotel where he stayed. Seeing Perman walking far away, Feng Xiaochen burst out laughing and said, "Haifan, we have made a lot of money this time. Are you almost crying if you didn't see that Heinzel?"
Yang Haifan also laughed: "This is what it means to shoot himself in the foot."
Feng Xiaochen said: "These we see today are all technologies that are not exchanged for thousands of dollars. If we explore it ourselves, we may not be able to find it out in ten or eight years."
Yang Haifan said: "Yes, I have realized it. After seeing these workshops of Pumai Company, I have already had a clear idea of how to organize our production. I can't understand many technical tricks at once, but I believe that Mr. Zhang can understand them just by looking at these photos."
"When our products are made, we must give Heinzel a one-ton medal."
"Just just hang an excavator shovel around his neck." Yang Haifan said gloatingly.
The two were chatting and laughing, and had already arrived at the hotel. As soon as they walked into the lobby, Feng Xiaochen saw his aunt Feng Shuyi standing up from a sofa and greeting them.
"Xiaochen, Mr. Yang, you are back, I'll wait for you for a while." Feng Shuyi greeted the two with a smile, and at the same time helped Feng Xiaochen pat off the little dust on his clothes. Such a small action made Feng Xiaochen feel warm in his heart. German aunt, that's also a dear aunt.
"Aunt, why are you here in Stuttgart?" Feng Xiaochen asked in surprise.
"I contacted an old factory for you, with the second-hand equipment you want, and this factory is in Stuttgart." Feng Shuyi said.
Feng Xiaochen's eyes lit up: "Is that so, how many are there?"
"60 lathes, 40 milling machines, 15 grinding machines, 5 punching machines, 2 forging presses, and many others, I'm waiting for you to take a look." Feng Shuyi said.
"Where is the price?" Feng Xiaochen asked with concern again.
Feng Shuyi took out a stack of information from her bag, looked through it, and asked: "A Clinburn's FK41b small spiral bevel gear hobbing machine has been used for 10 years and has basically no wear and tear. How much do you think it's appropriate?"
Feng Xiaochen was a little stunned. Yang Haifan took over the conversation and said, "I have heard of this model. A factory in Pujiang introduced this type of gear hobbing machine. Around 1976, it was about 310,000 yuan."
"That's less than 200,000 US dollars." Feng Xiaochen converted it according to the exchange rate, and then said: "I have used second-hand equipment for ten years. If the wear is not serious, I can accept 50,000 US dollars."
"What if it's $5,000?" Feng Shuyi asked with a smile.
"5,000? What does it mean?" Feng Xiaochen's eyes widened, "Aunt, this joke is so big. If it is 5,000 US dollars, I won't even pay it back, and I will move away immediately."
"You are so embarrassed to bargain!" Yang Haifan scolded, "If it were me, it would be fine to add 5,000 yuan. The gear hobbing machine is a good thing. It is not difficult to produce one or two thousand gears a day. One machine can support more than a dozen excellent milling workers."
Feng Shuyi said: "I told the middleman that my nephew is from China. He is a scrap steel recycling and is preparing to purchase a batch of scrap steel to return to China for smelting. The other party said that if you can pack all the steel in the entire factory and be responsible for dismantling and transportation, then they will sell it to you at the price of scrap steel."
"I'm just a trash collector..." Feng Xiaochen said cutely with a bitter face.
"This junk is worth collecting!" Yang Haifan said quickly.
"Hey, it's not right." After Feng Xiaochen was briefly distracted, he suddenly thought of something: "Aunt, if it was based on the price of scrap steel, that gear hobbing machine shouldn't be sold for US$5,000. The scrap steel price in the international market is about US$100 per ton."
Chapter completed!