If I was the boss of Henry Firearms I'd fire the entire upper management and replace them all with floozies and agreeable bimbos. My GROSSLY overpaid fart catchers, yes men and disgruntled flunkies would all be drawn at random from the ranks of CGN. I'd retain one engineer for use as bayonet practice, but not before he reverse engineered the iconic Contender tip up rifle and had us tooled up to produce it. I'd have the CNC machines punching out barrels in obscure but respectable cartridges like 45-90, 50-95, 50-70 etc. Put those in a 28" pipe, shaken, not stirred. For the bedwetters and panty waists, mainstream calibers like 30-06, .308, .243, .303 Brit. The usual pea shooters would be available for the varminteers like 22 hornet, 22-250, .223 etc. The revolting poseurs, gas bags and bloviators that like exotic wierdo calibres like 6.5-.284, 6.5 Dasher, or anything in a PPC or a BR ... would be used as targets in the ballistics lab. I'd want these guns to look good, too - not like bargain basement junkers. Warm woods, with checkering done by a real human, not a chinese hair lipped retard or a poop looped CNC machine. All factory workers would be heritage Americans or Canukistanies - no hyphens. I'd charge a fair price for them and they'd carry a 1"/100 yard guarantee with proof targets enclosed.
I'd also offer a Henry "Canukistani compliant" variant of the AR15 as a raised middle finger to Turdo La Doo and his gun grabbing liberal fart suckers.
Now if you'll all excuse me - I need to get back to my anger management issues.