When the people from Nanjing Automobile saw Li Ye arrive with more than a dozen workers from the First Branch Factory, they gathered together as well, "forming a battle formation."
The two groups slowly drew closer. From afar, it looked like Brother Ho Nam of Causeway Bay negotiating terms with Yiu Yeung of Tung Sing.
Since the two organizations had met at last year's exhibition in the capital, the other side's salespeople recognized Li Ye.
"Director Li, why such a grand display today?"
"Hey, I heard you'd launched a new type of coach, so we came to show our support! And what should I call this brother here?"
"Just call me Old Zhou. Our unit can't compare with yours. Your Jingcheng Brand coaches have taken over our leadership vehicle market, so we can only study products suited to the hardworking common people."
Old Zhou first placed a tall hat on the First Branch Factory, then modestly played himself down.
Li Ye shook his head and smiled. "Leaders will always be a minority in this world. The hardworking common people are the foundation. If this vehicle of yours truly suits them, then let me congratulate you in advance on a roaring success."
The First Branch Factory's Jingcheng Brand coaches were indeed aimed at the business reception and official vehicle markets. Under Li Ye's many requirements, they had acquired a certain "luxurious" quality.
But ordinary people would always make up the majority of the world, so products aimed at ordinary people would always be the foundation of an enterprise.
"Hahahaha, then we'll borrow your auspicious words. We don't ask for a roaring success—if we can reach one-fifth of your Jingcheng Brand coach sales, we'll be satisfied.
"Come, come, let me introduce it to you, Director Li. This is our new vehicle. We