Li Ye hurriedly said, "I actually wanted to fight the enemy too. The stronger units like ours become, the less foreign capital will dare to exploit and suppress us at will. They're all the type to bully the weak and fear the strong."
Li Ye said that with perfect righteousness, because the domestic auto market decades later had been exactly like this.
Only because domestic-made cars on the mainland had continuously improved and risen had foreign carmakers been forced to lower their proud heads and cut the price of a three-hundred-thousand-yuan car to two hundred thousand.
If not for the efforts of mainland auto workers, they could have kept earning that hundred-thousand-yuan premium until the end of time.
The old man glanced at Li Ye, then asked again, "When you swing that stick, you'll inevitably hit your own people too. What will you do if you knock your own people into a scattered mess?"
Li Ye pursed his lips and answered, "Then we'll do what you grandpas did back then. Absorb them into our ranks! There are too many auto factories on the mainland. It's like the old warlord melee—everyone has their own calculations. How can they compare to our own troops, united from top to bottom?"
"Hahaha, this kid's ambitions aren't small! He's actually thinking of absorbing brother units?"
"He's already absorbed an auto factory in Dongshan Province. I heard he's done quite well."
"..."
The old men chatted and laughed amiably, but the elder seated in the middle kept staring at Li Ye, as if trying to see straight through his heart.
Li Ye could tell that although these old men were comrades who had come through the same era, some probably still held power, while others were carefree, unruly wanderers.
And this Uncle Peng in the middle