"Brother, you are finally back!" Nie Shiyu jumped out to greet her: "Aunt Cao has gone to work the night shift again. I have already prepared the meal and am waiting for you and Uncle Qin."
Looking at the dishes on the dinner table, Qin Tao felt a little ashamed. His stomach was already bulging. He was very grateful for helping Liu Minggang get the contract. He pulled Qin Tao and other factories
The cadre went to eat, and Qin Tao happened to have some ideas to talk to him, so he went, but forgot about his family.
Nie Shiyu has been waiting for him to come back!
What should I do now? Say that I have eaten? Nie Shiyu will definitely be very angry.
"Okay, let's eat." Qin Tao said, sitting on the table, opening the bowl, and saw that there was a plate of pork with pickled vegetables on the plate.
"You did it?"
"Well, brother, give it a try and see how it tastes."
Qin Tao picked up a piece, it was fat but not greasy, it melted in the mouth, and when combined with the fragrance of pickles, it was so refreshing.
"tasty."
"If it's delicious, just eat more, and I'll serve it to you."
A bowl of rice was placed in front of Qin Tao. Qin Tao continued to eat with a smile on his face.
"Brother, school is about to start." Nie Shiyu said, "I will definitely listen to you, study hard, and be admitted to Mingzhou No. 1 Middle School."
Transitioning from junior high school to high school is a major transition in life.
Many children of workers go to schools affiliated with factories. For them, it is very easy to live a life of growing up, graduating from junior high school and entering a factory, and there is no need to study hard at all.
Nie Shiyu used to be like this, but now, she has to study hard. Qin Tao is a college student, and she also wants to be a college student!
Qin Tao nodded.
"Brother, when do you plan to go out to do business again?" Nie Shiyu asked Qin Tao.
"Well, wait a minute, what's going on?"
"In the past few days, Aunt Cao seems to be still worried about the clothes they have in stock. I saw her wanting to talk to you several times, but seeing you busy in the shipyard all day, she felt embarrassed to disturb you."
Nie Shiyu said.
Qin Tao frowned.
There was a lot of work in the shipyard, so Qin Tao focused on the shipyard, and the garment factory had also slowed down.
However, women have always been harder to serve than men. There are still a lot of clothes in stock in the clothing factory. If those clothes cannot be disposed of, although the female workers dare not openly seek trouble, the gossip behind them will definitely not
Less.
Cao Yuru knew that her son was very busy and did not want to cause trouble for him. However, she still suffered a lot of pressure in the factory.
"Okay, then I will make some arrangements for the factory tomorrow, and then go out again the day after tomorrow."
"Brother, can I go with you?" Nie Shiyu's eyes were full of expectation.
Qin Tao nodded.
…
Two trucks are heading north. In front is Dongfeng 140. The driver is Wang Erzhu. After driving it once, he is already familiar with the road. Next to him is the factory director Zhao Guodong. This time he comes out as if he is here to see the world. Behind him
The car is Lao Jiefang, driven by Zhang Lijun, a veteran driver from the factory, and sitting in the passenger seat are Qin Tao and Nie Shiyu.
"Er Zhuzi has been showing off his experience of going north since he came back. This time, I want to go with him to see the world." Zhang Lijun said to Qin Tao.
Lao Jiefang was breathing heavily. Although there was no trailer attached to the back of this car, it was just a main vehicle, and the cargo it carried was only half of the Dongfeng 140. However, this car was still very strenuous.
"Brother Jun, how old is our car?" Qin Tao couldn't help but ask.
"It was allocated by our superiors in the third year after our factory was established." Zhang Lijun said, "It has been thirty years now."
"Too old." Qin Tao said: "This time we go to Lao Maozi's place. We can get a batch of cars over. Your garment factory, our shipyard, and the steel factory will all share some parts to solve our transportation problem."
Nowadays, car registration is not so strict. If the three factories go to the Mingzhou City Transportation Department together, the car can still be registered. After all, in this era, as long as there is a connection, even if it is a stolen car, it can be registered.
Use it normally.
Although the cars from Lao Maozi have relatively high fuel consumption, their performance is definitely excellent.
"Okay." Zhang Lijun said: "When I first learned to drive, I drove Lao Maozi's Kamaz. That car was really good."
Nie Shiyu sat on the far right, looking at the scenery outside the car window, wondering what she was thinking.
A few days later, the car arrived in Fenhe, and after completing the customs clearance procedures, the two cars drove onto Lao Maozi's land and went straight to Vladivostok. Qin Tao was familiar with the roads and found Nikolai again.
.
The sun shone lazily on the port. Warships were moored neatly, with flags fluttering. The two aircraft carriers with a displacement of more than 40,000 tons were even more conspicuous.
The current navy of the Red Empire is at its peak. The Red Flag Pacific Fleet in the Far East is also very powerful. They have 800 large and small ships, including more than 120 submarines and 98 surface warships, including the famous "Minsk"
"" and "Novorossiysk" are two 40,000-ton aircraft carriers.
This was also their most glorious period.
"My old friend, we meet again." Qin Tao stretched out his hand to Nicholas, his eyes passed through Nicholas' body and looked at the huge fleet behind him.
"Yes, nice to see you." Nicholas's hand held Qin Tao's hand tightly.
The last time he cooperated with Qin Tao, Nicholas made a lot of money. This time, Qin Tao came with good things again. For him, it was another opportunity to make a fortune.
"Your Excellency Nicholas, the goods we brought this time are half more than last time." Qin Tao said: "We hope to exchange some trucks and scrap metal from outside."
Qin Tao's eyes looked at the port again, where thousands of sails stood, showing the power of the Pacific Fleet. In his eyes, those were scrap metal and would be moved away by Qin Tao in the future.
However, now I can only drool with greed.
"I can give you ten trucks, but those outside are not scrap metal." Nikolai said: "My friend, those belong to the Soviets."
Last time Qin Tao drove away the dredger, Nikolai had no psychological pressure. Now that the dredger has been dismantled, even the people on the island can't recognize it. However, it was impounded after all, so the handling is simple.
Processed.
Although their current huge fleet has more than 800 large and small ships, this is not something he can handle!
"Of course, these all belong to the powerful Soviet Union." Qin Tao said: "With so many warships, some of them are old ships from decades ago. It is time for them to be decommissioned. How can you keep such old ships?"
It’s useless and there’s no need to dismantle it yourself, leave it to us and get the best of both worlds.”