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Daxing Machinery Factory is a large machinery factory. When Yu Hongjun came here, the guard didn't even let out a fart, so he let Yu Hongjun in.

He brought He Gui to the workshop. The workshop was a Soviet-style building. Yu Hongjun didn't know how to communicate with the workshop director, so he gave up a working area.

He Gui picked up the materials and began to straighten them. The other fitters saw the curved steel pipes processed by He Gui and didn't know what they were. Yu Hongjun couldn't understand them either.

They also knocked on a few strange-looking iron sheets, iron rings, etc., and then the two of them went back with their things.

He Gui started assembling it the next day, welding, polishing, and assembling it. A weird shelf was ready. He Gui then took out a lot of parts.

Yu Hongjun knew that this was a bad motorcycle. He bought it for fifty yuan and it was a Happy 250 that was scrapped by someone else.

Three days later, a large motorcycle with a very strange shape appeared. It had a big fuel tank and shiny wheels. In the fitter workshop, the wheels, fuel tanks, and tires were made from the front tires of a six-wheel tractor. They were wide and big, and the wheels were originally

I wanted to cast it, but it was too troublesome, so I had it processed at a machine shop and assembled it myself.

It is similar to the Prince's car in later generations, and it was also modified by some masters themselves.

The seats were custom-made by a master craftsman at a sofa factory for 20 yuan. The lights were car lights and the bulbs were replaced.

The big round mirror of the car, the back is polished and shiny. This is the result of half a month of charging. Of course, if enough time is given, then He Gui can cast the entire engine. In 2020, there are many videos, among enthusiasts

Everyone is a talent.

Yu Hongjun was a little stunned: "How much does this thing cost?"

"Selling foreigners." He Gui spit out three words, and then motioned for Yu Red Army to sit on it.

Woohoo!

The motorcycle started, its displacement was a bit small, and the entire motorcycle was mostly black, with black spray paint.

"Where do foreigners live?" He Gui asked, with Yu Hongjun guiding the way from behind.

People on the road were shocked, what kind of big motorcycle is this? This thing looks like one word, expensive.

The traffic policeman looked at it but didn't dare to stretch out his hand, and the cyclist's eyes widened even more.

Jianguomen Street is the embassy area, and you can see many foreigners with blond hair and big noses here.

Before we even reached our destination, there was a group of blond-haired people with big noses on the street, gaping at the cool-looking Harley-Davidson motorcycles.

"John, am I dreaming?"

"Kayla, believe me, I saw it too, it was a Harley."

"Sell high."

Five or six blondes with big noses came closer one after another. He Gui was attracted by a fierce girl with blond hair and blue eyes, but her facial features seemed to be of Middle Eastern origin, with softer lines on her face, and long legs in tight jeans.

Makes people bend down unconsciously.

"Hi."

"Hello!" several big noses greeted one after another.

"Purely handmade." He Gui said in Chinese.

Kylena translated to the big noses around her in disbelief. The big noses all asked, and Kylena asked: "My name is Kylena, can we touch it?"

"sure."

"Shet, I believe this is handmade, look at the polishing marks."

"Absolutely, and there's this weld."

"Even the rearview mirror is polished."

"Gosh."

Several big noses looked at it carefully and stroked it.

"How did you do it?" Kylena asked in shock.

He Gui shrugged: "It's very simple. You can do it too. It just depends on whether you want to do it or not."

Kylena translated He Gui's words, and the big noses looked at each other. Kayla spoke first: "I think we have something to do."

"I guess so."

"Well, I think if I learn how to do it, Barbara will definitely fall in love with me."

Kylena asked He Gui: "So do you need us to join...your workshop?"

"Welcome, but I don't have any extra engines. You can prepare your own engines." He Gui understood the language spoken by the big noses very well. You would know this after seeing it often.

So when we came back, the embassy sent a car with six people and accompanying staff.

After arriving at the site, the car and the staff did not leave. Kylena and others were surprised when they saw the simple processing environment. Fortunately, there was still a semi-finished product.

"genius."

"That's right."

"Come on, let's get started." He Gui took out some aprons and handed them to a few people. Yu Hongjun felt that this was the only thing that He Gui, a fool, could do.

The five young people are named Kayla, John, Ari, Valadoa, Tyke, and long-legged Kylena.

Taking out a few sketches, He Gui asked: "Choose a look yourself."

"Buy high."

"Xie Te, this guy is better than the designers at Harley." Several foreigners shouted as if they had never seen one on the market, but He Gui liked this.

The ideology of Westerners is very different from that of the Mainland. If a child in the Mainland says he wants to make something by himself, his parents will definitely hold his ears open and go to a cram school.

Six people chose six types of appearance. Harley is the violent aesthetic of machinery. He Gui and a group of foreigners hammered and hammered it. First of all, the fuel tank. The iron sheet was placed on a piece of wood, hammered out into shape, hammered on both sides, and directly welded.

, and then polished.

It attracted many other people from the surrounding area. When Yang Hai and others came here again, they scratched their heads in confusion.

"Brother Hai, look over there."

"Wow!"

Yang Hai and others had never seen such a majestic, domineering, and mighty motorcycle like Harley. Looking back at their own, they felt like a general and a soldier.

"Brother, buddy, did you make this yourself?" Yang Hai was not an idiot. He saw that He Gui and others were making what seemed to be a bicycle frame.

He Gui nodded: "If you don't have a license plate, it will be confiscated if you hit the road."

Yang Hai turned around and shouted: "Maozi, Maozi."

"Brother Hai." A voice came over quickly, nodding and hunching, but he was at least 1.8 meters tall, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. At first glance, he looked like a big man from Shandong, but he had this expression.

He Gui then took a closer look at Yang Hai. Yang Hai was skinny and 1.75 meters tall. He looked to be in his twenties. His hair was the kind of big parting that was often seen in the 1980s.

The shirt is still tucked into the waistband of the trousers, and a pair of sunglasses is not lost wherever I go.

"Maozi, can this modified car be driven on the road?" Yang Hai asked.

Mao Zi shook his head; "No, but whoever stops us, Brother Hai, will just go and get it back."

He Gui was teaching Kylena how to weld step by step. Kylena didn't think much about it, but in the eyes of Yang Hai and others, she was the awesome Brass.

Yang Hai's mouth was watering, and Xin Yiheng gritted his teeth and said, "Let's buy it back and ride it at night."

When He Gui heard this, he pulled Yang Hai aside and muttered for a while. Yang Hai's eyes lit up and he hurried away on He Gui's modified motorcycle.

The rest of the people stared eagerly. Yu Hongjun patted He Gui and pointed at the five people who paid the money: "Five exhaust pipes."

There are a lot of motorcycles, but many people can't afford 100 yuan at the same time, so they just get 100 yuan from scraping together, and then hurriedly exchange them.
Chapter completed!