Whenever a person got busy, time passed quickly. Especially for someone like Li Ye, who "scattered seeds everywhere and worked on multiple fronts," surprises kept cropping up, and before he knew it, he had harvested a whole basketful of results.
One day in late September, Li Ye suddenly received a call from Wu Yan.
"Factory Director, our new minivan has been successfully developed. Would you like to come over and preside over a ceremony?"
Li Ye said in surprise, "Successfully developed? Damn it, Wu Yan, don't fool me. Didn't you say just a few days ago that there were several major problems you couldn't solve?"
Wu Yan said smugly, "Factory Director, don't you know that once one method worked, ten thousand methods opened up? Actually, once we solved one problem, the rest were easily resolved."
"Good, good, good. I'll head over right away. We have to celebrate—celebrate big."
Li Ye hung up and hurried excitedly toward the First Branch Factory.
Over the past few months, the FAMAS project had taken up too much of Li Ye's energy, so he had paid less attention to the "Miracle Car Plan." He had never expected Wu Yan to bring him such a huge surprise after only a few days.
Heavy trucks were the future of the mainland's transport industry, while miracle cars likewise held an irreplaceable place in the history of private cars on the mainland.
From its exterior to its structural design, this vehicle had been proposed by Li Ye according to memories from decades later. Although Wu Yan and the others were responsible for its development, it was, in truth, a labor of love personally crafted by Li Ye.
When he arrived at the First Branch Factory, Li Ye vaguely saw the miracle car from his memories—the miracle car that had