When it came to Hu Rong, Liu Ziguang hesitated: "Uncle Ming, I'm not going to attack you. It's useless to go to Hu Rong for this kind of thing. This little girl can't get rid of the sand in her eyes. It will be self-defeating to go to her... com..."
Lu Tianming said: "It's not that I want to cheat for personal gain, I just want to take over this job smoothly. If you don't work, you don't know that firewood, rice, oil and salt are expensive. Now when I walk on the street, I want to pick up scrap metal when I see it. The factory has never had enough funds."
, bank loans cannot be approved, and other financing channels have been tried, but now all the idle funds in society are pouring into the real estate industry, and no one wants to engage in industry. I have calculated that if a dismantled bridge is demolished, it will only be 800 tons of scrap steel.
, the total price is only one or two million, and we can’t even buy a decent villa with this amount of money, but even with such a small amount of steel, we have to find ways to avoid falling into the hands of others.”
Liu Ziguang said: "Mr. Lu, stop talking, I understand, leave this matter to me."
Lu Tianming let out a long sigh: "Oh, it's not easy. When I was in the army, others came to me to beg me. Now the situation has changed. I beg my grandpa and grandma all day long. When can our Chenguang Factory return to its former glory?
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Liu Ziguang came out of the factory and was about to get into the car when he suddenly heard a mechanical roar in the distance. He walked over and took a look, and was startled. A small and exquisite tank was driving towards him, spraying blue smoke, with metal tracks pressing down on it.
There was a rattling sound on the concrete floor, and there was a thin gun barrel hanging on the tank.
"Holy shit, what kind of airplane are you doing?" Liu Ziguang was stunned by this evil little tank.
The tank stopped and the top cover opened, revealing a face covered in oil. It was Deng Yunfeng, the director of the first workshop. He also wore a leather tank cap on his head and looked like a tank soldier.
"Guangzi, do you know what this is?" Deng Yunfeng laughed.
"The tank, well, it seems to be a tank from World War II."
"By the way, it's Little Japan's Type 94 Bean Chariot. It's produced by our factory. It's not bad."
Liu Ziguang stepped forward and stroked the small tank covered with rivets, and asked, "What are you doing with this thing?"
"Props, aren't anti-Japanese war movies popular now? Someone invested in a movie. I heard it was a big-budget production. It was directed by someone with a bearded face. I forgot the name when I mentioned it. Anyway, it is a large-scale TV
TV series, funding post, originally they contacted the Bayi Factory for props, but those old gadgets from the Bayi Factory can only be used as decorations, how can they really explode, so it is our turn to do this job, five diesel engine models
A tank with a gun barrel that can spit fire is priced at one million, which is not too high."
Liu Ziguang shrugged and said to himself that Lu Tianming was really worried about the factory. He even took on such a trivial job. It seemed that life at Chenguang Factory was still not easy.
"Can this little tank stop bullets?" Liu Ziguang asked casually, patting the steel plate of the tank.
"That's not possible. It can't even stop an automatic rifle. This is a low-carbon steel plate for civilian use. It is completely different from an armored steel plate. If you want to add armored steel, the cost will be overwhelming." In any case, Chenguang Factory is owned by an old military industry.
Basically, when it comes to this, any worker can speak clearly and eloquently.
Liu Ziguang nodded: "So, if we really need armor steel plates, can our factory really make tanks?"
Deng Yunfeng proudly slapped his chest: "Guangzi, you have forgotten what our factory does. During the Iran-Iraq war in the 1980s, our factory's products were popular in the Middle East. Not to mention the old tanks from World War II, even the armored vehicles in active service.
If you can build it, Photon, next time we fight, tell me and I will drive a team of tanks to support you."
Liu Ziguang smiled and said, "That's good." He looked at his watch and saw that it was getting late. He quickly said goodbye to Deng Yunfeng and drove to the company. The Red Star Company was clean and tidy, and there was a banner at the door with a line of big words: Warm Welcome
The foreign aid working group returns with honor.
The so-called foreign aid working group is actually a 30-member military training team headed by Li Jianguo dispatched by Red Star Company to Kokang. As the domestic situation in Myanmar has eased, their work has come to an end. Members have returned from land and sea one after another. Today, they are unified
Have a welcome meeting.
During the military training team's work abroad, they developed their military qualities, honed their personal will, and enhanced their practical skills. When thirty strong men stood there, not angry or intimidating, it was clear that they were an extremely solid iron wall.
Copper wall.
The welcome ceremony was held in the company's parking lot. Liu Ziguang personally awarded commemorative medals to the soldiers. This is a commemorative medal issued internally by Red Star Company. It looks similar to a military medal. After the ceremony, the soldiers went to Peace in small groups.
Hotel, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. Many soldiers who are not local are celebrating the Mid-Autumn Festival under the unified arrangement of the company. Mr. Liu will also be there to have a drink and chat with everyone.
Liu Ziguang and Li Jianguo walked into the office. Looking at Lao Li's face that was tanned by the tropical sun, Liu Ziguang sighed: "Jianguo, you have worked hard."
Li Jianguo said: "Nothing, I just like to live that kind of life, where I can find a sense of existence. By the way, your things." He put a heavy suitcase on the table.
Liu Ziguang opened it and took a look. The golden light inside was shining, and it was full of gold bricks.
"Did Chen Jinlin give him his share?"
"I gave it. He didn't want it at first, so I forced it on him." Li Jianguo said.
"He should have a share of the gold. Besides, if he hadn't brought the ship to pick it up, these things wouldn't have been easy to transport."
The gold was brought by Liu Ziguang in the Philippines last time. Song Lian's family fortune was wiped out by him, and the box sank at the bottom of the dock with a secret mark. Liu Ziguang has been very busy recently and has no time to get the gold.
, simply asked Li Jianguo to make a trip. Such a large amount of gold would definitely not be able to get on the plane, so he contacted Chen Jinlin and asked him to arrange a cargo ship to go to the Philippines, and then he successfully brought the gold back.
With gold in hand, I don’t panic. These gold bricks stamped with the Philippine National Bank’s logo are worth millions of dollars. How to exchange them for cash is a little troublesome, but it doesn’t bother Liu Ziguang. Black money is naturally used in secret, and gold is hard currency.
At critical moments, it is more useful than any dollar or euro.
Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. Just like last year, the holiday dinner was held at the Peace Hotel. My family, as well as old neighbors from Gaotupo, old colleagues from Chenguang Factory, and soldiers from Red Star Company who returned from foreign aid in triumph, all came to Heping
There was a happy gathering in the hotel, and the largest and most luxurious private room had been prepared, just waiting for the banquet to begin.
Nowadays, people in Jiangbei no longer have reunion dinners at home during the holidays. They all try to go to restaurants for dinner. Every major festival, the seats in the hotels are full. Even if you book half a month in advance, you may not have a seat. Peace Hotel is located in Jiang'an District
In the bustling area, with convenient transportation and a large parking lot, it has always been everyone's first choice. Today, the upstairs and downstairs are all full, mostly families coming to have a reunion dinner. The hotel has also specially prepared special dishes, which are given to each table.
Waiters wearing cheongsams shuttled back and forth, creating a very festive atmosphere.
A young man who was not very tall but exuded a toughness hurriedly walked in from the door. Although it was mid-autumn, he was only wearing a black short-sleeved T-shirt, showing his strong muscles and his hair was shaved.
He is short and full of energy, but he wears a pair of elegant glasses on his face, which looks a bit out of place.
After the young man came in, he asked the waiter where the private room of Red Star Company was. The waiter smiled and said it was on the third floor. Just as he was about to go upstairs, he suddenly saw a familiar face in the hall and couldn't help but stop and look.
It was a family of five, sitting around a round table to eat. Grandpa, grandma, mom and dad, and a young girl. It was a very warm family. The girl was slim, talked softly, and used serving chopsticks from time to time.
Grandpa and grandma put vegetables on the plate.
The young man hesitated for a second and then walked over, came to the table and said hello: "Hello, Ma Xiaohui."
The girl turned around, obviously stunned, and said hesitantly: "You are..."
"I'm Ye Zhiqiu, our classmate in high school." The young man said with a smile.
Ma Xiaohui opened her mouth in astonishment and looked at Ye Zhiqiu speechless. How could the most useless bespectacled otaku in the class, who was known as the four-eyed sheep in the past, be transformed into this look? Look at his sharp eyes and the marks on his scalp.
The scars, the muscles on the arms, where there is no sheep, are clearly a strong wild wolf.
"Ye Zhiqiu, you...you have changed a lot." Ma Xiaohui finally came back to her senses.
"This is your family, grandparents, uncles and aunts." Ye Zhiqiu greeted politely, and Ma Xiaohui quickly introduced: "This is my high school classmate, the top scorer in the college entrance examination that year, a top student at the University of Science and Technology, by the way.
, Ye Zhiqiu, where do you work now?"
Ye Zhiqiu said: "I work in a technical service company and just came back from abroad yesterday."
Ma Xiaohui's parents looked at each other and said quickly: "Child, why are you standing? Sit down quickly."
Ye Zhiqiu said: "No, my colleague upstairs is still waiting for me. Ma Xiaohui, please give me your phone number."
Ma Xiaohui was the class star of her high school class back then, while Ye Zhiqiu was just the most unnoticed otaku. If it had been in the past, let alone asking for his phone number, he would have blushed and run away if they met him face to face. Ma Xiaohui did not hesitate.
After giving out his mobile phone number and QQ number, Ye Zhiqiu nodded and said, "I remember."
"Can you remember it after listening to it once?" Ma Xiaohui stuck out her tongue in surprise.
"I'm more sensitive to numbers." Ye Zhiqiu smiled: "Grandpa, grandma, uncles and aunts, I'll go up first."
Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly heard someone shouting from behind: "No one is allowed to leave."
Ye Zhiqiu looked back and saw a big man standing in front of him angrily. This man was 1.9 meters tall, with two fists as big as alms bowls. His eyes were so fierce that he was not a good person at first glance.
Ma Xiaohui lowered her head in fear. Father Ma stood up and said, "Xiao Li, we have made it very clear to you. Please don't pester our Xiao Hui in the future."
"You have found a new boyfriend, right? Okay, you Ma family are really good at playing with me, right? Then let's have fun and make me uncomfortable, and I will make your whole family uncomfortable for the rest of their lives."
Ma Xiaohui suddenly raised her head and said: "Li Zhiteng, we are really not suitable. We will not be happy even if we are together. Please be more sensible. If you continue to be so messy, I will call the police."
"You report it, you damn report it, the public security system is all my friends, let's see if the police will help you or me!" Li Zhiteng shouted arrogantly, causing everyone in the hall to look this way.
Ye Zhiqiu spoke: "My friend, how about some quality? What's the point of pestering others like this?"
"You idiot, where are you from? If you dare to pry off my woman, you can do it!" Li Zhiteng looked down at Ye Zhiqiu and cursed.
Without saying a word, Ye Zhiqiu raised his foot and kicked Li Zhiteng's calf hard, knocking Li Zhiteng to the ground on the spot. Then a hungry tiger rushed up, rode on Li Zhiteng and hit his face hard. He punched Li Zhiteng three times.
It turned into panda eyes. After all, Li Zhiteng was taller and bigger, so he turned over and pressed forward, and the two started fighting.
The hotel security guards rushed up and pulled the two away. Li Zhiteng, who was stunned, finally realized that he was actually pretty good at it. He often participated in Sanda training in the anti-riot brigade. This time, he was knocked down by a sudden attack. Tiger
His beard was pulled out, which was not a big deal. Li Zhiteng cursed and tried to rush forward, but was held tightly by the waiters.
After hearing the news, Scarzi rushed down from upstairs and hurriedly tried to dissuade him: "Isn't this Xiao Li? What's going on, making trouble in my brother's shop during the holidays?"
Li Zhiteng knew that Scar was not someone to be trifled with, so he said harshly: "You can do it. If you dare, don't leave this house for the rest of your life."
After saying that, he threw away the waiter and went out angrily. When he got outside the gate, he started calling people.
Ma Xiaohui and her family were frightened. Ye Zhiqiu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, "I'm sorry for causing trouble to you. I'll handle this later."
Ma Xiaohui said: "Ye Zhiqiu, you can't beat him. He is just here to fool around. I'd better call the police."
Scarzi also came over, pulled Ye Zhiqiu aside and said, "Boy, you are in big trouble. This guy is very difficult to deal with. Hurry up and take your family out of the back door, otherwise you won't be able to leave."
Ye Zhiqiu said: "Thank you, brother, this is not my family, I am from the private room on the third floor."
Scarzi touched his bald head: "On the third floor, are you from Brother Liu's company?"
"Yes, I am from Red Star."
Scar curled his lips and said, "nnd, I really just eat the carrots first and don't worry about it. You can handle it yourself. You will be compensated according to the price of the rotten dishes."