There were many onlookers. It was rare for a luxury car to enter, so everyone was very curious.
However, the temporary workers did not dare to go over immediately. Their status was there, and they had to be cautious when doing things. Before others went over, they did not dare to be the first to join in the fun.
On the contrary, a few young people with official identities went over to watch the show.
This was the difference between a formal worker and a temporary worker.
Therefore, his peers were more or less dissatisfied and hostile towards Chen Feijin, who was a special case of a full-time employee.
From this point of view, Chen Feijin was lucky. He had a formal position at the age of fifteen, which was many times better than those who were still temporary workers in their twenties.
In the 1980s, formal workers had a secure rice bowl. Not only did they have many benefits, but the most impressive thing was that they would not be fired.
As for temporary workers, not only did they do dirty and tiring work, but they also had to be careful of being fired.
What was even more infuriating was that there were no benefits.
Moreover, those who did not work were all official workers. They relied on themselves not to be fired and waited for death every day.
For someone like Chen Feijin, who was in a rebellious period and didn't work every day and was in a daze all day, when the leaders saw him, they couldn't do anything except criticize him.
In Chen Feijin's eyes, the maintenance workshop was more like a museum, full of mechanical beauty.
Chen Feijin wandered around the repair workshop. From time to time, he would stop in front of an old antique car, looking like a leader who had come to visit.
At this moment, a black car was dragged in.
It was a square car with a black crown logo.
The rearview mirror on the wing was the most eye-catching part of the entire car. The hub of the disc-shaped magazine of the Bobossa submachine gun was ancient and elegant. The square body of the car was spirited, like a lonely aristocrat who stubbornly maintained his old clothes and customs.
From the perspective of later generations, it was only the size of a compact car and had nothing to do with fashion and movement, but its classical and luxurious temperament really stood out.
"Oh, it's a classic model, the eighth generation of the Toyota Crown. I remember that this is a model that Toyota specially uses for export. The price is up to 200,000 to 300,000 yuan.”
Looking at the license plate, it was a car from the Provincial Party Committee.
No wonder.
Strangely, no one dared to approach the car.
Chen Feijin, who was confused, opened the car door and wanted to enter the driver's seat to take a look. However, a voice called out to him.
"Chen Feijin, what are you doing?”
Chen Feijin looked in the direction of the voice and saw a strong man standing behind him.
The man looked to be in his fifties. He was wearing the most common blue overalls with four pockets and a pair of army green pants with many unwashed oil stains.
This person was Chen Feijin's immediate superior, the workshop director of the repair workshop, Hu Kaishan.
"Director Hu, I'm just looking at this car.”Chen Feijin replied.
Hu Kewang glared at him." Move aside. This is an imported car. You're so clumsy. It'll be troublesome if you break it."”
Chen Feijin didn't talk back and stood at the side.
"Strange, why didn't he talk back to me today?”Hu Kaishan wondered curiously.
Zheng Hongtao, an apprentice of the courtyard, said sarcastically,
"Chen Feijin, don't damage it. This is a pure imported car, not the old car you usually repair. If you damage it a little, you can't afford it.”
Chen Feijin smiled and replied,""What's the big deal? It's just the eighth generation of the Toyota Crown.”
"What? Was it because the front of the car looked like a crown that he called it a crown?”Zheng Hongtao teased.
Little did he know that his performance, in Chen Feijin's eyes, was like an idiot.
In this era, imported cars were rare, let alone high-end cars like the crown.
A few people only knew that this car was called the Crown, but they didn't know that the Crown was produced by Toyota, let alone that it was the eighth generation.
Chen Feijin had no choice but to explain," This is a brand under Toyota. It's one of the largest car manufacturers in Japan. It's one of the top global car brands.”
"Really? You're not making this up, are you?" Zheng Hongtao was uncertain and did not dare to say too much.
Chen Feijin was not interested in arguing with this short and fat acquaintance.
However, one of the workers who was responsible for sending the car over gave an answer.
"You were right. It's an imported Toyota crown.”
At this moment, a young man in a white shirt came over and handed him a cigarette. He asked politely,"Little Master, how should I address you?"
Although Chen Feijin didn't smoke, he still put the cigarette in his chest pocket and replied,""My name is Chen Feijin. How should I address you?”
"My name is Lin Meng."
Chen Feijin pointed at the crown and said,"This level of luxury car is rare in the country.”
Lin Meng said proudly," This car is for the Provincial Party Committee. There are only three or four cars in the province. They are all prepared for the provincial and ministerial-level officials."”
"I see. What's wrong with this car?”Chen Feijin asked again.
At the mention of this, Lin Meng immediately became angry."I don't know what's wrong with this car. It can't be repaired, so I had to bring it to your factory for repair. The technology here is still a little more advanced than ordinary repair shops.”
"Do you know what the problem is?" Chen Feijin asked.
"The other drivers said that it might be a problem with the transmission. However, the transmission of this car is different from other cars. The gears are different. They all have letters.”
"Oh, it's automatic."
Lin Meng looked up at Chen Feijin again. There weren't many people who knew automatic transmission nowadays.
"Sure. I've been to a few places, but they haven't heard of automatic transmission. I specially brought this car's manual over to show you.”
Lin Meng handed the manual to Hu Kaishan. The next second, Hu Kaishan's face turned ugly.
"Why is it in Japanese! Who can understand this!"
The Japanese imported car had a right-hand steering wheel, which Hu Kaishan could tolerate.
But what's the meaning of a car manual in Japanese?
Are the Japanese bullying us?
It was fine if he didn't add a simplified Chinese manual, but at least give him an English version.
"This Japanese is really overbearing. They're looking down on us. They won't even give us a Chinese manual.”
In fact, Hu Kaishan had misunderstood them. To be precise, this car was a smuggled car, so there was only a Chinese manual.
Otherwise, they would have at least given him a manual in traditional Chinese characters.
Hu Kaishan stood rooted to the ground, feeling conflicted.
Although the Dongfanghong Car Factory could make cars, it could only make cars from the 1950s.
He didn't even know how to repair a high-end car, let alone build one, let alone an imported automatic transmission.
If it was damaged, no one could bear the responsibility.
What was worse was that this car was recommended by their Dongfanghong Machinery Factory.
This book comes from：m.funovel.com。