After the Divorce, I Could Hear the Voice of the Future
Chapter 594 - 586: Night Visit to the Park

Chapter 594: Chapter 586: Night Visit to the Park

"It’s worth deploying more funds; Tesla’s premium has been too high over the past two years, and we’re just returning it to its intrinsic value."

The experiences of the past few years have taught Lu Liang to have a strong sense of belief in whatever he does and to understand that positive belief is always greater than negative.

If there are 100 angles to analyze an issue, and even if in 99 of them the negatives outweigh the positives,

as long as there is one angle where the positives outweigh the negatives, then it’s enough to believe and carry it through unwaveringly.

They are on the side of justice.

In the underground parking lot of the hotel, Lu Liang and Sun Yutao talked for a long time, setting plans until Li Manli woke up.

"Let’s leave it at that for now."

Ending his call with Sun Yutao, Lu Liang caressed Li Manli’s cheek and teased, "Is this how you accompany me?"

"I didn’t want to either, it’s just that thinking of you driving makes me feel sleepy." Li Manli stuck out her tongue, full of embarrassment.

"You go back to the room and rest first, I have to go to the factory."

Lu Liang handed the hotel room card to Li Manli, then drove to the adjoining Tianxing Industrial Park.

At 1 a.m., the factory was brightly lit, with frontline workers standing in the smoking area taking a break and smoking.

The order volume for Tianshu exceeded expectations, and to reach the production peak quickly, they began implementing a two-shift system.

Lu Liang took a glance but didn’t say much.

Life in the factory is monotonous, with most employees doing assembly line work, especially during the night shift. Smoking might be their moment of joy.

Lu Liang understood, but he needed the night shift to speed up production capacity to avoid a backlog of orders turning into public discontent.

He couldn’t cancel the night shift, nor would he, so he could only make up for it in other ways, such as smoking areas by each safety passage, 24-hour cafeterias and shops, or most importantly, high overtime pay and night shift allowances.

Lu Liang drove to the office area, parking under a 33-story bow-shaped building that complemented the adjacent research building. From afar, it looked like a pair of horns reaching for the sky.

He was born in the Year of the Ox in 1985, and in the financial markets, the ox is also a symbol of good fortune, so he was attracted to this pair of horn-shaped buildings at first sight.

On the first dawn of May, the weather in Su City was still a bit chilly. Hu Weiwei, Wang Xiaofeng, and Zhuo Yifan stood at the entrance, waiting for Lu Liang’s arrival.

A macaron purple coupe parked at the entrance. Lu Liang rolled down the window and waved at them, "Get in the car, let’s first check out the workshop cafeteria."

The few of them were taken aback, exchanging glances and seeing the surprise in each other’s eyes. Lu Liang intended to conduct a midnight inspection.

Hu Weiwei’s face changed, feeling the most anxious, as she had always been responsible for employee welfare.

But in recent months, from trial production to official launch, they were now facing production capacity issues.

She had entrusted others with the task, only understanding the situation on paper, without personal supervision.

Hu Weiwei braced herself and sat in the front passenger seat, hoping she hadn’t entrusted the wrong person.

"What’s the current backlog order?"

Driving through the park, Lu Liang abruptly pointed to a street lamp and said, "It’s too dim, make it brighter next time."

Wang Xiaofeng nodded in agreement, Hu Weiwei added, "Mr. Lu, as of now, the backlog order is 58,500 units."

"What’s the current daily production capacity?" Lu Liang asked absent-mindedly, looking around to see what else needed improvement.

He valued this business venture and knew that skyscrapers rise from the ground, brick by brick is the foundation, and that a tree starts decaying from the roots.

No matter how strong or honest a dynasty is, decay and corruption will eventually occur. No company is immune to this, he just hoped that day would come later rather than sooner.

Whether the roots have rotted can be seen from the details.

That’s why he had the sudden idea for a midnight spot check, taking action early in this seedling stage to detect and address problems early, thus delaying an inextricable decline.

Wang Xiaofeng replied, "Mr. Lu, the first workshop produces 77 units daily, the second and third workshops produce 70 and 52 units respectively, with a total daily production capacity reaching 199 units. This month it’s likely to exceed 6,000 units."

They actually have enough production lines, but staffing is an issue, as they originally recruited personnel based on a monthly scale of 5,000 units.

The plan was to double the production capacity in the second month through mentoring and, by the third month, fully utilize the production line to reach its peak capacity.

Since it involves thousands of frontline employees, even without overtime pay during the training period, a base salary of 3,800 per month results in a monthly expenditure of millions.

So, it’s better to conduct seven days of safety and basic training, then have them learn on the job and progress through experience.

Many companies have adopted this approach, but plans can’t keep up with changes. The initial sales of Tianshu were incredibly strong, forcing them to implement two shifts and speed up production capacity.

"Just activate one backup production line for now, and consider adding more based on market feedback later."

Lu Liang pondered, softly saying.

Perhaps, in the eyes of outsiders, the 50,000 plus locked-in orders for Tianxing Tian Shu was already a big success.

But in Lu Liang’s view, the real test should begin on the delivery day, May 4th.

After all, for now, the only Tianxing Automobile out on the road is the one underneath Lu Liang.

The order volume exceeding fifty thousand is all attracted by the features showcased by Lu Liang, Tianxing, and Tian Shu.

To see if Tianxing Tian Shu can establish itself in the market, we’ll have to wait for the sales report in June.

Because this May, over five thousand units will be delivered.

Only when this batch hits the market will they know if they’ve truly succeeded and whether they should increase production lines.

As they were chatting, Lu Liang drove to the second cafeteria next to the workshop, spacious and bright, capable of accommodating up to five thousand diners.

At 1:30 AM, although it’s still the ’lunch break time’ for night shift workers, the lunch break was nearly over, and there were few diners.

Lu Liang parked the car far away, entered discreetly rather than making a grand entrance and sat beside two dining coworkers.

He wrapped an arm around one of their shoulders, pulled out a white meal card, and smilingly said, "Brother, can you help us get some meals?"

"Who are you~"

The person shrugged his shoulder, gave a suspicious look, barely uttering the word ’who’ before his eyes widened: "Lu Liang... Mr. Lu."

Lu Liang laughed and said, "Keep it down, keep it down, got hungry in the middle of the night and thought I’d come over for a snack, just help us get something, two meat dishes and two vegetable dishes will do."

The person nodded excitedly, turned to look at Hu Weiwei, greeted her briefly, and went to get the food.

Wang Xiaofeng and Zhuo Yifan, he might have met before but had little impression. Hu Weiwei is the group’s only female executive, having delivered speeches at press conferences, with strikingly neat short hair.

As an average worker, the most impressed they might be is with their team leader, followed by the workshop supervisor, and not bothered to remember anyone higher up.

"Brother, don’t be nervous, which department do you work in, what’s your name?"

Lu Liang patted the other’s shoulder, took out a pack of soft cigarettes from his chest, opening it and handing him one, smilingly said, "Smoking’s banned in the cafeteria, let’s smoke outside later."

"Thank you, Mr. Lu."

Feng Jianchun accepted the cigarette, Lu Liang’s approachable attitude relaxed him, truthfully saying, "Mr. Lu, I’m Feng Jianchun from Assembly Unit Two, Group Two."

"Jianchun, how’s the meal tonight?" Lu Liang looked at his plate, probably two vegetable dishes and one meat dish, with leftovers remaining, alongside an opened milk bottle.

"Pretty good, very filling, and reasonably priced."

Hearing Feng Jianchun’s words,

Hu Weiwei let out a long breath.

Only to hear Feng Jianchun say again, "Mr. Lu, the company even provides us night shift workers with a bottle of milk and a piece of fruit per meal."

"How much does such a meal cost?" Lu Liang’s mouth curled into a smile, feeling quite pleased.

Two months after the park’s opening, none of those messy things happened in his Tianxing District, overall quite gratifying.

"Four for the meat dish, two for the vegetables, one for the rice."

Hu Weiwei added, "Mr. Lu, we have subsidies for this, five yuan for each meal for day shift workers, eight yuan for night shift workers, ensuring each meal is under ten yuan, and ensuring everyone eats well."

Lu Liang nodded slightly, "That’s well done."

At this time, the coworker who had just helped with the meal also came over, clumsily carrying four trays.

Zhuo Yifan saw this, hurried forward to help.

All four portions were the same: braised pork with potatoes, stir-fried peppers with meat, mapo tofu, and salted greens.

"Looks delicious, everyone sit down and have some," Lu Liang said of the filling portions, "Been waiting so long, got delayed by things in Modu, so I arrived late."

In conversation, he learned the name of the coworker who had helped with meals was Liu Cunjing, a fellow from Ganxi alongside Feng Jianchun.

Both joined on the same day, worked in the same department, with a very good relationship.

"How’s the working and living condition?"

Lu Liang was eating, continuing to gather information.

As soon as he mentioned the living condition, both glanced instinctively at Hu Weiwei, evidently recognizing only this female executive besides Lu Liang.

Hu Weiwei sensed something amiss and with a forced smile said, "Whatever issues you have, speak out boldly, no need to hesitate — Mr. Lu is here."

"Mr. Lu, you might not know, our dorms often have water shortages, and every time it happens, the water turns turbid, needing a long time to drain before it clears."

"Also, the promised air conditioner installation has been pending since early last month, the weather is heating up, still no sign of progress."

"Oh right, another thing, our warehouse staff in the assembly department act high and mighty, usually ignoring people, feels like we’re begging them whenever we need parts."

Both griped on various inconveniences of life and work unaware of Hu Weiwei’s darkening expression.

But even noticing, they wouldn’t care much, wherever they go, it’s all just screwing screws, only that Tianxing pays better.