Due to the booming sales of the special type bicycles, Lasov's factory finally resumed production.
Although the promised cafeteria was gone, every young man by the Lavanka River felt he was a good person and praised Mr. Lasov's generosity without holding grudges.
After all, this generous tycoon from Jinjaron Harbor sold bicycles to these employees at an 80% discount, and even allowed them to park their treasures in the spare warehouse, secured against theft by other tribes, and by the end of the workday, the bikes were returned with oil applied.
Whether or not oil was applied, they didn't know, but at least there was a repairman sitting at the warehouse door watching.
Of course, if these young men knew that the wholesale price of the bicycles originally priced at 200 silver coins was just 30 silver coins, it might not be the Weilante people trapped in the factory next time, but the Poluo people.
However, they will never know.
