In the cave, many people began to form separate teams.
Some of them are the absolute elite. They are waiting for Jiu Kai to open the last few containers, including Miao Fenglin, Yao Chaohui, and Liang Limei.
Some of them are the backbone, and they have already found treasures in the scrap metal pile.
There are also some who originally belonged to the logistics staff. They organized themselves and helped each group. They were the big guys selected by Dawendong who were studying how to get it out of the scrap metal pile.
In the end, there were about a dozen people standing there helplessly.
In a place where you can make a living based on your ability, who would want to be with someone who is just messing around, let alone a leader who is quick to appropriate the results of researchers and loves to show off.
However, these people form a team by themselves, and no one can contribute.
Naturally, someone spread the word about the situation in the cave.
Fu Qiang changed a pot of tea: "This Qiu Guanyin from Fujian Province is a good thing. As the ancients said, that's what the ancients said. You have to be a good person. Those guys are assigned some tasks, which are just odd jobs. What about me?
, when evil people can’t even do odd jobs, my old man will turn against me, and the most they can do is stare at me twice.”
Bai Hao nodded.
Fu Qiang made a new pot of tea and said to a clerk over there who was taking notes: "Xiaoqu, tell the people inside to clear the place first and then unpack it."
"receive."
Clear the place!
If you find something, you can come out and assign a research room to study it yourself.
This is also an exam.
Those who are standing there stupidly, come out as well. You go back first and wait for notification.
The last batch had a list already, and Fu Qiang probably knew who had how much. Now it was time to open the box and reveal the most valuable part of the scrap metal.
The clearing process went smoothly.
The reason is simple.
The people in the Ninth Factory Security Office are not just for free. Although the ten ruthless men Su Yinghao promised to find for Xu Zhengyang have not yet arrived, it does not mean that the original Ninth Factory Security Office is not ruthless.
Say it again.
The people in the Dongyuan University Campus Security Office are not necessarily weaker than the people Su Yinghao gave him.
When unpacking, Bai Hao and Fu Qiang both came in.
Miao Fenglin, Yao Chaohui, and Liang Limei couldn't help but walk to the front, and their breathing rhythm became rapid.
There is certainly nothing ordinary in these last five containers.
There are three seals on the container, namely the 9th Factory Machinery Research Laboratory, the Dongyuan University Campus Security Office, and the 9th Factory General Office.
There are two locks and there are lead seals.
Bai Hao stepped forward, and a person from the security office pulled out a rope from his collar. There was a key on the rope. Fu Qiang also took off a small leather bag from his waist, took out five keys, found the one with the corresponding number, and stretched out his hand.
Gave it to Bai Hao.
Bai Hao thought for a while and handed the key to Miao Fenglin.
"Director Miao, please!"
Miao Fenglin nodded and gave the other key to Yao Chaohui. The two looked at each other and stepped forward at the same time. Someone went to tear the seal and cut the lead seal.
Although there are only two locks, there is no need to go first or last. But Miao Fenglin still counts down, three, two, one.
Unlock the lock and open the container door.
There is still scrap metal inside.
but!
Those who stay here are all elites.
Only a minute later, relying on those subtle features, Yao Chaohui said: "It's Mao Xiong's log transport truck."
Fu Qiang clapped his hands gently: "Good eyesight, our people studied it for more than an hour before figuring out that this thing may be a log transport truck. Leave these five containers to the three of you, no problem, right?"
"No problem." Miao Fenglin stood up and expressed his stance.
Fu Qiang nodded to Bai Hao, and the two left together. They were no longer needed at this time.
After Bai Hao left, Liang Limei suddenly said: "Old Miao, if you insist on going back in half a year, why don't you leave this thing to our office to dismantle it?"
Miao Fenglin's face twitched, but he didn't know how to answer the question.
Yao Chaohui happily snatched the remaining keys from Miao Fenglin's hands, distributed them to others, and then opened the box.
A few minutes later, Yao Chaohui said: "Two of the last three plus one, six axles. Approximately 14.5 meters in length, diesel-powered and electric-driven, Mao Xiong's log transport truck. It is 100% not for sale, and this thing is actually placed here.
The place, Jiuchang has the right way."
Liang Limei interjected: "The tens of thousands tons at the dock."
Yao Chaohui was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "Come, let's discuss how to cooperate. Is it really a lion's head that makes soup, or is it a master chef from the imperial capital?"
This was the perfect way to resolve the embarrassment. Miao Fenglin said: "Jiong Shuisheng said that last year He Qiufeng from Jiaotong University ate it, and Master Yue Dasheng spent three days preparing it."
Miao Fenglin added: "Jiong Shuisheng said that he can eat it this year, and maybe he can add a dish of Xiangnan braised pork."
That's enough.
Everyone who understands understands.
This is no longer just a dish, but an honor.
As for He Qiufeng's achievements, Factory No. 9 has not publicized them, and it is impossible for them to inquire about them.
A researcher with gray hair but less than fifty years old picked up a large wrench and said, "I want to eat a piece of cabbage with soup." After saying that, he walked towards the container. Several people nearby followed him, and
Go and drive a small crane or a small forklift.
Everyone started to move.
Bai Hao's side, after returning to the office of the head of Factory Nine.
The people in the office told Bai Hao that there was a call from the beautiful country and asked Bai Hao to go back.
Bai Hao looked at the number and found it very familiar.
At the Solace family's estate in Beverly Hills, Bai Hao asked: "Is the call coming from a man or a woman?"
"The man is Mr. Haas."
After Bai Hao returned to the office, he made a phone call.
After hearing Bai Hao's voice, Jeff Haas said: "Bai, I need to order some clothes and some books. The quantity may not be small. Unfortunately, you don't have the beautiful Mandarin version."
"What book?"
Jeff Haas said in Xia Mandarin: "Three Sons and Four Classics."
Bai Hao was confused: "What are the Three Sons and Four Classics?"
Jeff Haas said: "Laozi's Dao Jing, Zhuangzi's Nanhua Bible, Liezi's Chongxu Zhenjing, and a Qingjing Jing whose author I don't know. I read it in Jingzhao."
"Well, leave it to me and I'll help you handle it. These are all trivial matters."
"I knew you would be fine."
Jeff Haas hung up the phone and walked downstairs.
In the living room of the manor, there are more than twenty futons, with a person sitting on each futon.
Jeff came downstairs and sat on a futon: "Just now we talked about the depth of desires and the shallowness of secrets. There are similar philosophical thoughts in the great work Sun Tzu's Art of War. This is the saying of the Nanhua Bible. As an investor
, we should conform to the heaven and the earth, the heaven and the earth represent the general trend..."
"Going against heaven and earth, like an eagle rushing to a mountain fire..."
Gwen Reese was on the second floor, wearing headphones and listening. She no longer cared about Jeff's schedule.
