15: Chapter 15 God-level Support! Production Line Efficiency Explodes!

"Your Excellency, Commander?"

Hearing this form of address, Chen Xu's brow furrowed almost imperceptibly.

It felt a bit out of character.

He looked at the man in front of him, codenamed T-003, and pointed to himself.

"From now on, call me Boss."

Then his finger pointed toward T-003.

"Your name is Chen San."

"Yes, Boss."

Chen Xu nodded with satisfaction.

He turned around, clapped his hands, and signaled Chen Yi and Chen Er to stop for a moment.

"Time to reassign tasks!"

"Chen Yi!"

"From now on, you're only responsible for one thing—the motors! Core manufacturing, precision tuning, and dynamic balance testing! Don't touch any of the grunt work!"

Chen Yi nodded, then returned to his task, becoming busy at the machine tool.

"Chen Er!"

"Your task is final assembly! You're responsible for the final collection of all components!"

"Pre-assemble all of these parts."

Chen Er also nodded, his gaze quickly sweeping over the parts boxes as his mind began constructing the optimal assembly process.

Finally, Chen Xu's gaze fixed on Chen San.

"Chen San!"

"Here, Boss."

"You are the gears and lubricant of our production line!"

"All preliminary preparations, battery pack assembly, tire assembly!"

"And whenever those two are working, whatever tools or cooperation they need..."

"You must appear in the most suitable position to assist them!"

"Understood."

A crude but clearly defined "assembly line" took shape within a few sentences from Chen Xu!

The effect was immediate!

Buzz—!

The rhythmic hum of the lathe once again permeated the entire workshop, but this time, it never stopped.

Chen Yi was completely immersed in processing the core iron cores.

When the first perfect rotor, gleaming with a metallic luster, was removed and placed on the dynamic balance tester...

Chen San's figure had already appeared beside the tester, hands steadily picking up the balancing clay as he skillfully started the equipment.

"Nine o'clock direction, zero point zero one five grams."

Chen Yi reported the data without looking up, his hands already starting to process the next rotor.

The testing time that once caused the production line to stall had now transformed into three production lines advancing simultaneously.

Chen Yi's processing achieved true seamless integration!

On the other side.

Chen Er was preparing to install a rear swingarm, and as soon as he turned around, he saw...

Chen San had already placed a swingarm, pre-assembled with shock absorbers and bearings, neatly by his hand.

The angle and position were perfect.

He needed to wire it.

A wiring harness of exactly the right length was immediately handed over.

Whatever tool he needed, he could reach out and grab it.

The auxiliary problems that had plagued them before were perfectly resolved by Chen San.

Efficiency was pushed to the absolute maximum.

Chen Yi's machine tool never stopped again.

At Chen Er's assembly station, a steady stream of pre-assembled semi-finished components arrived.

The entire workshop shifted from its previous stumbling, frequently interrupted rhythm into a high-speed, smooth, and rhythmic operational mode!

Parts were being assembled rapidly.

And semi-finished frames were being put together with astonishing efficiency.

This was no longer just a broken workshop.

This was the prototype of Chen Xu's future fully automated industrial empire.

Everything would start being written from here.

...

Meanwhile.

At Lubà Electric Vehicles, in the Chairman's office.

Wang Fugui had been in a foul mood since the last incident, even losing a few pounds.

"President Wang."

His confidant, Li Biao, pushed the door open and entered, his face carrying an undisguisable contempt.

"That kid is just an amateur. He really thinks having a bit of money means he can build cars himself."

He reported his observations from the past few days.

"He bought a bunch of top-tier parts; the batteries are from Weichao, the electronic controls are from Chuanhui... I did the math, the cost of the parts alone is much higher than ours! I think he's gone mad!"

"Also, he paid a high price for a batch of custom frames from Hongda."

"A friend of mine showed me the blueprints; they're weirdly shaped, heavy, and ugly. He completely fails to understand market aesthetics!"

After hearing this, Wang Fugui leaned his mass of fat heavily against his executive chair, letting out a scornful laugh, his obese face full of superiority.

"Using the best materials makes the best car? Naive!"

He picked up his teacup, gently blowing on the floating tea leaves, his eyes filled with the arrogance of someone who had seen through everything.

"Does he understand supply chain management? Does he understand cost control?"

"Does he understand economies of scale?"

"A green boy who thinks he can subvert the industry with nothing but passion and some stinking money?"

"He hasn't even figured out the basic rules of this game!"

Wang Fugui narrowed his small eyes.

He could already see the scene of Chen Xu's capital chain breaking, coming to him in tears to beg him to buy that pile of scrap metal.

"Don't worry about him anymore."

"When he's spent all his money and comes crying to beg me, I'll take him and his broken factory all at once!"

"When that time comes, I'll make him work for me on his knees!"

He didn't realize at all that in the broken workshop he despised, a storm in the electric bicycle industry was brewing.

A week later.

When the custom frames arrived at the workshop and were unloaded at the entrance of Xingchen Machinery...

The scene inside the workshop had undergone a world-shaking change.

The parts boxes at the entrance had vanished.

In their place were stacks of pre-assembled components.

Tires, shock absorbers, battery compartments, braking systems, handlebars... everything was in place.

All that remained was for the frames to arrive for final assembly.

Chen Yi stood at his workstation, using a piece of flannel to wipe a motor that had just finished its final tuning for the last time.

That motor was a work of art; every inch of its casing gleamed with perfect luster, containing surging power within.

He placed this "heart" gently on the workstation.

Then he turned to Chen Xu and nodded slightly.

The fiftieth motor was ready.

All parts had been consumed.

Everything was prepared.

Chen Xu's gaze swept across the field of black frames.

Finally, it landed on the one at the very front of the queue.

He extended his finger, pointing at that chassis.

He spoke four words in a deep voice.

"Final assembly, begin!"