For a long time, Wei Ziqian has been shown as a cold-faced white-collar woman in the workplace. In fact, under the strong shell, she has a fragile heart. After her mother passed away, Wei Ziqian followed Li Wan to Beijing, where she devoted all her time and energy
Putting yourself into work is to avoid being lonely and sad when you are alone.
Today's dinner was not a happy one. Although Wei Ziqian and Yang Shaonan were chatting and laughing during the dinner, it was actually very sad. Li Wan's parents still knew how to introduce a partner for their daughter, but his mother was no longer alive, and he still had to be here in this distant place.
She was lonely and busy in the capital, and just when she was feeling extremely depressed, Liu Ziguang, the person she had always cared about finally appeared.
In the dark office, Wei Ziqian no longer concealed her feelings. She rushed over and hugged Liu Ziguang tightly and choked up. Liu Ziguang gently patted her back and said, "Ziqian, isn't this good of me?"
Wei Ziqian realized that he had lost his temper, so he quickly got out of Liu Ziguang's arms and said, "Let's talk in my office." He led him to his independent office, turned on the light, pulled up a chair, picked up the coffee pot and said
: "I'll make you a cup of coffee."
"Ziqian, don't be busy, I'm here to see you for something." Liu Ziguang looked at Wei Ziqian with bright eyes and said.
"What's up?"
"Zhicheng has recently received a lot of construction orders from West Africa, and a group of construction workers are going to Africa to export labor. Is this a thing?"
"Yes, I've been thinking about this recently."
"I would like to ask you to help me purchase a batch of supplies and arrange for some personnel to go to Africa in the name of workers."
Wei Ziqian burst into laughter: "Perhaps you have forgotten that you are the general manager of Zhicheng Overseas, even though you have never performed your duties for a day."
Liu Ziguang waved his hand: "Of course I remember, that's why I came to you to arrange work."
Wei Ziqian took out his notepad: "Okay, what supplies do you need?"
"Five hundred bulletproof aramid helmets, the manufacturer chooses Nanchang Great Wall, which is purchased and declared as a helmet; then five hundred sets of green anti-scratch cloth work clothes, with a thousand sets of khaki cotton underwear, casually in Zhejiang
Just choose a clothing company that often does foreign trade orders; 500 sets of belts, preferably nylon texture, quick buckle, H-shaped straps, 500 pairs of boots, large sizes, canvas waist, cowhide leather, boot soles
The pattern should be jungle-style, and the shoe factory knows how to make it; a thousand pairs of socks, dark pure cotton, can be bought from the general textile market."
Wei Ziqian quickly wrote down everything Liu Ziguang said, frowned and asked, "Why do you need so many labor protection supplies?"
Liu Ziguang chuckled: "I almost forgot, there are still five hundred hats, long-brimmed baseball caps will do, and green. These materials will be declared to the customs in the name of labor protection supplies for construction workers. Just transport them to West Saddamoa and give them to me. I will pay for them."
The money will be transferred to you."
"What else?"
"Camping tent, polymer kettle, telescope, compass, portable GPS, sleeping bag, folding engineer shovel, flashlight, infrared night vision device, gas mask."
Wei Ziqian stopped writing and said: "That is to say, you want, in addition to weapons, enough camping equipment for five hundred people."
Liu Ziguang said: "Yes, I haven't sorted out the specific list of supplies. You know, I don't even have anyone around me to help."
Wei Ziqian pondered for a while and said: "I think if you go camping outdoors, you should also add compressed biscuits, water purification tablets, high-calorie cans, self-heating food, first aid kits, walkie-talkies, electronic watches, sunglasses, gloves, and rubber raincoats."
"You've done a good job of supplementing me. You can serve as my logistics consultant. Let's figure out what else needs to be imported."
The lights in the office were always on, Wei Ziqian brewed pot after pot of coffee, and Liu Ziguang smoked one cigarette after another. The ashtray was filled with cigarette butts. The two of them made a long list, starting from the crawler
Everything from excavators to off-road vehicle accessories, from military helmets to socks and underwear, was included. They also searched for manufacturers online and placed orders online. They were busy until the east came to dawn, and then came to an end.
"Let's go out and have some breakfast." Wei Ziqian stood up and stretched, revealing his slender arms under his shirt sleeves, which were shockingly thin.
The two went downstairs to find a breakfast stall and ordered two pancakes and fruits. The young boss was a young man in his twenties. He was wearing an old military uniform and an apron. He was neat and tidy. He also wore medical film gloves on his hands. In Mandarin, "
It smells like Jiangbei.
"Man, are you from Jiangbei?" Liu Ziguang asked casually.
The young man smiled, showing his white teeth: "I am from x county in Shandong Province, eighty miles away from the north of the Yangtze River."
Liu Ziguang said: "Oh, we are fellow villagers, how is the business?"
"It's not bad. I can earn two to three thousand a month, and then I can go home and build a house and marry a wife." The young man said with a smile.
"Yes, you were a soldier before?" Liu Ziguang asked, looking at the young man's old military uniform.
"From the Twelfth Army." The young man spread out the pancakes and looked at Liu Ziguang: "The eldest brother was also a soldier?"
"Haha, I was in general assembly before I changed my job." Liu Ziguang's words are true. Yongchang Company is affiliated to the General Armament Department.
"It's the chief. I'll give you an egg. I gave it to you." The young man said boldly. Liu Ziguang wanted to give him more money, but he didn't want to ask for anything.
Holding the pancakes, Liu Ziguang and Wei Ziqian walked side by side towards the office building, talking as they walked: "The total amount of these supplies is not large, it can be packed in a dozen containers at most, but if we declare it uniformly and sincerely, I'm afraid someone will start a lawsuit."
Suspicious, after all, apart from weapons, it is simply the equipment of a battalion."
Wei Ziqian said: "It's okay, I can handle all of this. There are many Chinese-funded companies in Sissadamoa. Just supplies such as instant noodles and Sichuan hot sauce require hundreds of containers, hundreds of safety helmets, and hundreds of shipments every month."
It’s really nothing to put together work clothes and boots. If you mess up, just declare them separately at customs.”
The two of them came downstairs, where well-dressed white-collar workers were already arriving for work.
"Mr. Li is coming soon, why don't you see her?" Wei Ziqian asked.
"No, say hello to her for me. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first." Liu Ziguang reached out and took Wei Ziqian's boneless little hand, shook it, and turned to leave.
Wei Ziqian watched his figure disappear around the corner of the street before walking into the office building.
…
Liu Ziguang walked forward along the way he came. Suddenly, a hawker carrying a basket flew past him. There was a crowd of people in front of him. A blue truck was parked on the side of the road, and a dozen uniformed urban management officials.
They were busy carrying the tricycle and stove to the car.
The young man who was spreading pancakes just now was standing on the roadside with his chest heaving violently, his eyes wide open and his teeth clenched, and he was holding a sharp dagger in his hand hidden behind his back!
Liu Ziguang immediately stopped and watched.
The urban management officials did not notice the angry young man, or they simply did not bother to pay attention to such a low-level Beipiao clan, so they loaded the seized items into their cars and drove away.
The young man wanted to rush forward several times. Liu Ziguang noticed that the hand holding the knife was shaking and the veins on his arms were bulging, but in the end he did not do anything irrational. After the city management officials left, he quietly walked to the corner of the street and faced the wall.
His shoulders kept shrugging.
"A man doesn't shed tears easily." The young man heard someone talking behind him. He turned around and found that it was the customer who had just bought breakfast. He wiped his tears with his sleeve and forced a smile: "It's okay, brother, I'm telling you a joke."
"I have a job, are you interested?" Liu Ziguang asked.
The young man's eyes lit up: "Fuck it, I'll do it."
"You didn't even ask what kind of job you were, and you were willing to do it?"
"My... eldest brother has also been a soldier, so he won't cheat me. Besides, eldest brother doesn't look like someone who does evil things."
Liu Ziguang smiled: "You are quite smart and don't act impulsively. I have a construction site abroad that is short of security guards. It costs two thousand yuan a month. If you think you can do it, just fill out the form."
The young man asked: "Okay, I'll do it. Where can I fill out the form?"
Liu Ziguang pointed to the building where Wei Ziqian was located: "Over there, in the Overseas Department of Zhicheng Group, you can find a eldest sister named Wei Ziqian, the one who bought pancakes with me just now. She will help you with the procedures."
"Thank you, brother!" The young man bowed to Liu Ziguang and was about to run over there, but was stopped by Liu Ziguang.
"Maybe you don't have any money on you. Here's five hundred yuan. Take it first." Liu Ziguang took out a few bills and handed them over.
"Brother..." The young man's eyes were red.
"By the way, what's your name?"
"Report! My name is Wang Yuanwen! Deputy squad leader of the 179th Motorized Rifle Brigade Reconnaissance Company of the 12th Group Army!" the young man said, puffing out his chest.
"I got it right. The soldiers of the Linfen Brigade are the sharpest weapons of the country." Liu Ziguang hammered Wang Yuanwen on the chest twice and looked at him with approval, "Follow me and work hard from now on!"
"yes!"
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A few hours later, Liu Ziguang arrived at the Capital International Airport, cleared customs through the VIP channel, and boarded Hu Qingsong’s private jet. The political situation in West Africa was unstable. Although high-level think tanks repeatedly assured that there would be no problems, Hu Qingsong was still worried that his investment would be wasted.
Piao, Liu Ziguang and Bei Xiaoshuai happened to take his plane to go together.
San Juan International Airport originally had only one runway that was paved in the 1980s. It had long been in disrepair and could not take off and land large jets. The first thing the Chinese engineering team did when they arrived was to renovate the runway and sort out a usable backup.
runway, and then build an international standard airport runway. The Chinese are very efficient, and now the new runway is ready for use.
Looking from the plane, there are many planes parked at the airport. The terminal building is erected with scaffolding and is also under renovation. There are many cars in the parking lot. The high-standard asphalt runway looks extremely neat in the sun. From San Juan Airport
From the looks of it, Western Saddamoa already has some shadows of developed African countries.
The commander in the tower control center directed the plane to land in standard American English. After it came to a slow stop, everyone got off the plane and saw a transport plane not far away unloading cargo. Black men in red transport overalls unloaded many loads from the plane.
There are large boxes with Italian writing on them and a large amount of French mineral water and German beer wrapped in heat-shrinkable plastic.
Everyone walked to the customs. Because they were the king's VIPs, they could pass without inspection. The customs staff wore neat white uniforms and served them with a smile. But ordinary travelers from China were not so lucky. The customs staff opened their
The boxes were rummaged around and the passengers continued to make things difficult, but some clever passengers handed over a box of cooling oil or five or ten yuan in RMB, and the customs officers let them go with a smile.
"Damn it, if they openly ask for bribes, no one will care about them?" Bei Xiaoshuai said angrily.
"It is impossible to become a developed country overnight," Hu Qingsong said.
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The new book "The Miraculous Doctor Liu Xiahui" by Dongmen Brag is pretty good. There are not many books that made me laugh. It's such a fucking spoof.