"Director Lu… you planned this out to the bone."
Wang Cheng's lips twitched as he stared at Haifeng.
"Listening to your analysis, it does make sense."
"If China Star Auto wants to develop independently, self-sufficiency is the only way.
Foreign carmakers will never sit back and watch our country's auto industry rise."
"At first, I thought things would be smooth for your company…
But now I see the difficulty."
He looked Haifeng in the eye and added:
"You're launching this massive plan all at once.
Aren't you afraid the company will run out of money?"
Haifeng sighed, tone steady.
"Afraid? Of course.
But does being afraid solve anything?"
"Every step forward carries risk.
If we let fear dictate our pace, we'll always be stuck waiting for permission—begging for scraps."
"We won't ever stop relying on others if we keep doing that."
He continued:
"To be honest, our first vehicle model is finalized and ready for mass production.
But as the saying goes—' An army marches on its stomach.'"
"Without logistics, without infrastructure, how can we fight a proper battle?"
Then Haifeng gave them a full strategic breakdown.
🚘 The Audi Plan – National Ambition
"Leader Chang, I won't lie or exaggerate.
Even if I had ten lives, I wouldn't dare fool you."
"But here's the truth—it's not just about competing with foreign giants.
They're not even qualified to be our rivals."
"We're not looking to catch up.
We're going to dominate them."
"We'll force every high-end foreign brand to drop their prices."
"This isn't empty talk. We have the technical foundation to back it up."
"Others may doubt us—but I don't.
Because strength decides who leads, who follows, and who's forgotten."
📈 Production Goals
Haifeng laid out the numbers:
"Once our first Audi model launches, I expect we'll sell at least 100,000 units in the first year."
"That's just the start."
"Once the full brand system is in place—multiple models, optimized logistics—we're targeting one million units annually."
"We've already broken this into five construction phases, each with detailed milestones."
"By year five, we'll hit full capacity."
"And honestly? That's a conservative estimate."
"If operations go smoothly, the economic impact will be beyond imagination."
Leader Chang Yaohui stood in silence for a long time.
He was stunned.
This wasn't a plan.
It was a movement.
Every number Haifeng laid out was a political achievement waiting to be signed and claimed.
If this plan succeeded, the promotion channels would open like floodgates—for him, the region, and every department involved.
He wasn't worried that Haifeng was bluffing.
Not anymore.
The technical level at Audi and the proven track record of its parent company—China Star—spoke louder than words.
They had already developed tech no foreign country had even proposed.
If they could pull that off?
What couldn't they do?
And the truth?
Haifeng wasn't exaggerating at all.
Even hundreds of thousands of units sold yearly would be understating the potential.
He hadn't even mentioned it yet, but…
The Audi brand also served as an official government vehicle in his past life.
He was just getting started.
Chang Yaohui finally spoke.
"To be honest, Director Wang and I came today for two reasons.
One—to investigate the development status of China Star Auto."
"And two—to see what kind of support you might need from us."
"Now that we've seen it with our own eyes… we understand."
"We'll take this back.
And once I've studied it, I'll prepare a plan immediately."
Wang Cheng echoed him.
"We'll report your requests to the higher-ups.
Of course, whether they're approved is above our pay grade."
He gave a dry laugh.
"To be honest, President Lu… when they hear what you're asking for, the higher-ups might drop dead on the spot."
"You have no shame."
Haifeng responded with a straight face:
"Just make sure they understand our difficulties—and our dedication.
We're doing this for the country."
Then he gestured casually.
"It's noon already. You're welcome to join us in the cafeteria for a simple lunch.
We're still a tiny, poor company—no fancy hotel meals yet."
Wang Cheng looked like he was about to decline.
He'd already gotten what he came for and feared Haifeng would try to sneak in another outrageous request over lunch.
But then…
Xu Zhilin spoke.
"Let's eat first.
Stop by my office when you leave—I've got a document for you to take."
Wang Cheng blinked. Then nodded.
"...Understood, Teacher."
Everyone turned in surprise.
Teacher?
Haifeng raised an eyebrow.
So Wang Cheng and Old Xu knew each other?
Seeing the puzzled looks, Wang explained:
"Before I joined the Ministry, I worked as a technician at BAIC."
"Xu Lao brought me in.
Without him, I wouldn't be where I am."
Haifeng finally understood:
Xu Zhilin wasn't just some retired engineer.
He had deep connections in China's auto industry.