Saving the Automakers: Build the First Car for Young People

It had been a bright, sunny day when, without warning, it suddenly turned to night. A bolt of purple lightning struck, hitting its target dead on. By the time Qin Tian woke up in the ICU, it was already the third day. A flood of memories that weren't his began rampaging through his mind. For the past few days, the ICU entrance had become a tourist attraction. He was the pet locked in a cage, and only after several days of observation was he finally discharged. Qin Tian could finally relax, but the outside world was in an uproar over him. The moment his right leg stepped out of the hospital, an enormous shock came crashing down on him. Just like that, he became the sole owner of an auto company that remained 8.888 billion yuan in debt even after bankruptcy restructuring, an unwanted business whose liabilities far exceeded its assets. “You want me to make cars? Fine, how about the first car for young people?” “What? You want a drone? I sell cars, not drones.” “How much does a car cost? Name your price, and if it's reasonable, I'll sell it.” “What, 19,999 yuan? You want to buy a car for 20,000? Damn it, you're obviously here to mess with me.” “It's not that I can't sell one for 20,000. What, you don't want to buy it anymore? You were just testing me to see if I'd haggle? You want to buy my signal booster and phone instead? That's going too far.” “What do you mean, gas cars are too expensive to run, and you want an electric car?” “The electric car is finally ready. What, electricity is too expensive? You can't afford it!” “Fine, how about I make you a plug-in hybrid?” “The plug-in hybrid uses too much fuel, you can't afford it, and you want a sedan?” “What, a sedan isn't your style? You want a coupe SUV!” “All right, all right, I'll make whatever you want!” Qin Tian did nothing all day but trade wits with netizens. As long as they dared to ask, he dared to build it.