MTL - Rebirth of the Flying Era-Chapter 1010 You want my interest, I want your principal

  Chapter 1010 You want my interest, I want your principal

   Secretary Deng put down the phone, thought for a while, and then raised his hand to look at his watch.

   After a while, he knocked on the door and entered Dad Zhu's office.

   "Leader, it's time to rest." Secretary Deng said.

   Zhu's father has a very strict schedule every day.

   Working and resting, eating and taking medicine, unless there are special circumstances, are all unshakable.

   "Little Deng~" Dad Zhu responded, looked up at the time, stood up from the chair, and moved about in the room.

   Secretary Deng took the opportunity to intervene: "Leader, Comrade Du Fei called me just now and asked me to do a favor."

  Secretary Deng is very measured. If it involves the relatives of the leader, if it is a private matter, he will weigh it up and say it or not.

   If it's business, you must say hello to Dad Zhu in advance.

   Zhu's father said "Oh": "Why did he ask you to help?"

   Secretary Deng briefly explained the situation.

   Zhu's father just said "um" after hearing it, and didn't continue.

  Secretary Deng understood right away, and didn't mention this anymore.

   Meanwhile, at the Fire Equipment Company.

  Du Fei put down the matter not long after he put down the phone.

  He believes that with Secretary Deng's ability, he will definitely get things done.

  But at this time, Julie walked in from the outside.

   "Second Sister?" Du Fei was slightly different, as Zhu Li seldom came to him.

  Julie held a letter in his hand and threw it on the desk: "It was delivered by the postman in the morning. If you are not here, leave it somewhere for me."

   Du Fei saw that the sender's address was Yun N, and he immediately understood that it should be Li Yuanchao's news.

   Calculating the time, since the last time Hu Lin and Zhang Hongying went back with their equipment, there should be a result there.

  Zhu Li watched Du Fei open the letter and asked, "Is it from Li Yuanchao?"

   She guessed it too.

  Du Fei opened the letter paper and nodded.

   Zhu Li knew about Li Yuanchao's situation, so she didn't ask any more questions.

   said "I'll go first", then turned and went out.

   This letter was sent from Yunn a few days ago, but it was more than ten days ago that it came out of Li Yuanchao's hands.

   After doing the math, it happened to be the day of the fierce battle on Zhenbao Island.

  The content of the letter is very simple, mainly to thank Du Fei and announce the good news by the way.

  At the beginning of March, Hu Lin and Zhang Hongying managed to transfer the equipment back.

  Li Yuanchao couldn't wait a long time ago, got the new equipment, and after a little preparation, he launched an attack on the emerald mining area.

   That General Gawa is indeed a hard stump, not only has a large number of men, but also has real tanks.

   There are two more vehicles than the information Li Yuanchao had before.

  It's a pity that those classic tanks at the end of World War II, coupled with the lack of training of the tankers, usually performed well with two shots, but they all panicked at the critical moment.

   Facing the large number of bazookas provided by Du Fei, they didn't show any combat effectiveness at all, so they were named and reimbursed one by one.

  Combined with the hundreds of mortars, the ground-shaking momentum of the brain-fired shots.

   Before General Gawa could react, he was already defeated.

  It is not difficult to see from the lines that Li Yuanchao is proud of himself.

   This battle was won, occupying an important emerald mining area, and he finally had a solid base.

  In the letter, Li Yuanchao repeatedly emphasized how important Du Fei's help is.

  Du Fei couldn't help but smile.

  It seems that Li Yuanchao has tasted the sweetness of equipment crushing this time.

  With the mortars and bazookas that Du Fei gave him on credit, plus a large number of mines and grenades, they are enough to make them the most fierce firepower team in the area.

   And suppressing this kind of thing with firepower is like eating sugar and smoking, it is addictive.

  At the end of the letter, Li Yuanchao mentioned that Hu Lin would come over in a few days to discuss the transfer of jadeite to Xiangjiang.

  Seeing this, the corners of Du Fei's mouth turned up slightly again.

   This is the most important thing.

Do it all at once, second time tired, third time exhausted.

   Now Li Yuanchao is in full swing. With his character, after winning the mining area, he will definitely continue to expand.

  Thinking of this, Du Fei reached out and took out a map from the side cabinet of his desk.

  Follow the edge of the cloud, you can find the current location of Li Yuanchao.

  Du Fei roughly drew with a pencil.

  Although they are all deep mountains and old forests, the area is really not small.

  Du Fei was smiling with a pencil in his mouth.

  In his impression, not far to the southwest of Li Yuan Dynasty, there is a famous emerald mining area.

   As long as the passage to Xiangjiang is opened up, this new mining area will be occupied.

  By then, Li Yuanchao should be able to buy tanks~

   While thinking in his heart, he gritted his teeth, the copycat tank must speed up its progress.

   At the same time, far away on the other side of the Pacific Ocean.

  In a manor in Texas.

  In the huge log-style villa, Bush sat in his father's study with a serious face.

  After meeting Du Fei that day, he felt that the matter was extremely important, and it was not appropriate to call or send a telegram.

  I took the train to Guangzhou that night, then transferred to Xiangjiang, and flew back to China.

  Getting off the plane in Los Angeles and returning home non-stop, Bush's face could not hide his tiredness, but his eyes became brighter and brighter when he spoke.

"Father, I think this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!" Bush spoke quickly, his eyes fixed on his father's eyes: "If we can really build a factory in Huahua that provides employment for hundreds of thousands of people, Washington will face the challenges of Huahua in the future. , will never get around the Bush family."

  Bush's father Press watched his excited son finish speaking, and said in a deep voice, "George, did that young Du tell you all this?"

   Bush nodded.

Press said: "A factory with hundreds of thousands of people, even textile and garment factories, is a huge investment. My son, how do you ensure the safety of this investment? After all, you know, where we Almost no impact."

Bush disapproved, persuading: "Father, you don't know much about planting flowers. Not long ago, they had a complete quarrel with the Sulian people. Who else can we choose? Moreover, according to my understanding, the annual cotton production of planting flowers is limited. Just enough to supply their existing textile mills."

Speaking of this, Bush showed a confident smile on his face: "So, once the new textile mills are built, they will not only need our orders, but they will also need us to import cotton. Believe me, father, without us nodding, whether it is Indus Still, not an ounce of cotton can go into a plant."

  Press narrowed his old eyes slightly.

Bush is wise: "Father, the upstream and downstream are in our hands. As long as we cut them off, they will have to stop working. That's hundreds of thousands of jobs...Father, you once taught me that when the opponent is invincible, we will stop working." Give him the flaw."

   Hearing this sentence, Press was very relieved.

  Du Fei didn't know the conversation between the Bush father and son, if he knew, he would definitely smile.

  Before he crossed, he often heard a sentence: You want my interest, but I want your principal.

  This sentence is similar to Du Fei's textile factory.

  Actually, when Du Fei thought of this plan, besides what he told Bush on the surface, he also had a hidden purpose, which was to import cotton.

  In this era, the food for growing flowers is barely enough, and the cultivation of cash crops such as cotton has been greatly squeezed.

   Coupled with the obstruction of external trade, there will be a shortage of cloth.

  Du Fei threw out the textile factory, in addition to wanting to earn a wave of processing and OEM money in advance, but more importantly, he wanted to open up the import of bulk commodities through this.

  Using the profits of export processing to feed back the money for imported cotton.

  It will definitely alleviate the current situation of shortage of cloth and cotton to a great extent.

   Basic necessities of life.

  Put clothes before eating. As long as the supply of cloth comes up, the standard of living of the common people can be seen to be raised by the naked eye.

   It's just that Du Fei didn't tell anyone about this idea.

  The hype that is being said now is useless. Only when the idea becomes reality can it be the most convincing.

   Afternoon, almost two o'clock.

  Du Fei has nothing to do at hand.

  The tanks are being dismantled in the 8270 factory, and the matter of the tractor factory is left to Secretary Deng. That Mr. Hasim will come tomorrow...

  Du Fei wandered out of the unit without riding his sidecar motorcycle.

  Go to a small alley nearby, take out a bicycle from the portable space and ride on it, cross Shichahai along Di'anmen Street, and arrive at Mianmian Hutong in a short while.

  Recently, I haven’t been here for a few days.

  I called Qin Huairou just now, and I could clearly hear her jumping for joy.

  Qin Huairou had already arrived ahead of time. Hearing the movement at the door, he saw Du Fei through the crack of the door, and immediately opened the door.

   With a bang, the courtyard door closed, and she immediately clung to it like a koala, whispering, "You have no conscience, you haven't come here for a long time."

  Du Fei smiled, and hugged her buttocks: "Isn't this busy~"

  Qin Huai softly snorted, winking like silk.

  Suddenly, like a vixen possessed.

  Even if she is an old friend, Du Fei's heart beats faster because of her natural charm.

   Immediately can’t wait to get inside the house…

   It's Xiao Biesheng's newlyweds, and the last time Du Fei came here was before Chinese New Year.

  Qin Huairou has been saving for more than two months, and she is really like a wolf and a tiger.

  Thanks to Du Fei's superb physique, otherwise he would have rolled over.

   When it was over, Qin Huai was limp and limp, lying on Du Fei's body like a cat, chattering about the courtyard house and the rolling mill.

   Although Du Fei had no interest, he had fun listening to it.

   While talking, Qin Huairou suddenly stood up and looked down at Du Fei.

  Du Fei saw her expression was a little strange, and he didn't understand what kind of trouble this girl had.

  Qin Huairou said solemnly: "You tell the truth, what is your relationship with Zhu Li?"

  Du Fei couldn't help being taken aback for a moment, thinking that this is where it is!

   With a slap, he slapped Qin Huai's soft and fleshy place: "What nonsense, that's my second aunt, what can we be related to?"

  Qin Huairou frowned.

  She thought she knew Du Fei well, and she dared not talk about other things, but she could tell at a glance about the relationship between men and women.

  At this time, what Du Fei said didn't look like a lie.

  Qin Huairou pondered and said: "That's right..."

  Du Fei blew into her ear: "What's the matter? Don't play tricks on me."

  Qin Huairou shivered, his face flushed slightly, and he quickly plucked his ears with his hands: "If you really don't have that bad intention, then... Zhu Li has taken a fancy to you!"

  (end of this chapter)