Lord of the Desert

Tianhe
"You have only come to the government office of Qizuojian twice, but your name has already been widely spread."

Zhuang Liren put down the melon rind, put a few doses of Tianji Zhenqi at random, and cut the remaining half of the watermelon into four pieces.

Hong Fan looked carefully, and saw that each petal occupies exactly a quarter of the central angle, as precise as using a protractor.

"Many bachelors of science turned their work direction to functional, and they chased me and Wen Zhongguan to inquire about your address one by one."

Zhuang Liren pushed the two melons and said with a smile.

"Duke Zhuang hasn't told them yet, has he?"

Hong Fan asked.

"Of course not, otherwise you might not even have a day of leisure."

Zhuang Liren replied.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhuang, for your understanding. In fact, I am very willing to communicate with them."

Hong Fan breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's just that it was really busy before; it should be better when it waits until the middle and late June."

As he spoke, he did not touch the remaining watermelon, and his expression became solemn.

"I came to see Duke Zhuang this time to discuss business matters."

"I know, you say."

Zhuang Liren nodded, took the sweat towel hanging by the chair and wiped his hands.

Hong Fan took out a few folded papers from his pocket and unfolded them in a clean place on the table.

"But do you have any new ideas in numerology?"

Zhuang Liren became interested and hurriedly got up to take a closer look.

What is transcribed on the paper is the theoretical basis and design ideas of several schemes based on centrifugation, but the final numerical calculation is missing.

Zhuang Liren was originally an expert.

He saw the engineering design in detail from the mechanical analysis, and already had a basic judgment on the usefulness and feasibility of these plans.

"Young people have broad minds."

Although Zhuang Liren failed to immediately think of the application direction, he would not underestimate its value.

"Most supervisors create for a lifetime, and that's it."

"It all starts with the analysis of the motion of the particle. Did the cycloid problem last time give you inspiration?"

he speculated.

"Not really."

Hong Fan did not hide anything.

"A dozen or so days ago, by chance, I got acquainted with the shopkeeper of a certain firm; this system was specially developed to improve their production efficiency."

Zhuang Liren was silent for a moment when he heard the words, and then was a little shocked by Hong Fan.

He has studied for half his life, and he has always known that inspiration is mysterious and elusive.

Sometimes it can't be found for many years, and sometimes it spreads out from one point, and it surges in an instant.

But it only takes ten days to create such a set of things from scratch under the framework of propositional composition, which certainly does not belong to the category of inspiration, but outright violence.

"I understand, alas, every time I see you, I have a new understanding of the differences between people."

Zhuang Liren sighed and laughed at himself.

"So the young master came here to find me, because he wants to get some calculation and experimental support?"

Seeing that there was no data in the design case, he took the initiative to ask.

"Don't dare to hide it from Mr. Zhuang. In fact, I have already determined the best plan, and even made the real thing."

Hong Fan said.

"The reason why I didn't present the final result to Duke Zhuang is because I made a promise to him before."

"It's okay, I'm proficient in all these ways."

Zhuang Liren didn't think he was disobedient.

"Sitting in the position of the chief supervisor, I was considered half a merchant."

"Since you're not looking for me for technical support, you must be trying to lure me into the gang?"

He took a piece of melon and handed it to Hong Fan.

"As Mr. Zhuang expected, this business is too big."

Hong Fan nodded.

"I'm here this time, just hoping to be able to work together as a supervisor."

"You have found the right person. The cement factory outside is built day and night, but I built it with my own hands——I was just a young prison at that time."

Zhuang Liren said proudly.

"In terms of numerology, the master's accomplishments are certainly outstanding, but in terms of business, Zhuang has been immersed for half his life."

"By the way, how big is your business?"

He took a bite of the melon and asked casually.

"The annual net profit starts at 50 yuan."

Hong Fan replied.

Zhuang Liren choked on a mouthful of watermelon and coughed repeatedly.

"Ahem, 50 guan? Could it be that the young master made a mistake, is it [-] guan?"

He cleared his trachea with zhenqi and sprayed the melon flesh out of his nasal cavity before he could reply.

"It is indeed 50 guan. If it is expanded, it may be even bigger."

Hong Fan said seriously.

"No wonder you came looking for me."

Zhuang Liren also became serious.

The figure of 50 guan, not to mention the big supervisor, even the first-class family and sect can't take it lightly.

"It's a huge payoff."

Hong Fan smiled wryly.

"It's not just me, even the entire Jin Hai Hong family can't bear it."

"That's why I have to look for Mr. Zhuang. With my current appetite, if I eat too much, I will choke myself to death."

Zhuang Liren nodded silently, thinking for a long time.

"To be honest, there are not many businesses that can achieve this scale inside and outside of Xijing City."

"The ones that have nothing to do with the instrument as a prison are even less."

"I know it..."

Just as he was about to give a reply, a small head poked out from outside.

"My lord, come outside to report that the elder and second masters of the He family are waiting outside the government office."

Ah Nian said crisply.

"Because it's a matter of urgency, I didn't send the greeting card in advance."

"Should they come over?"

He asked, his eyeballs stuck to the three watermelons uncontrollably.

Hearing this, Hong Fan and Zhuang Liren were both taken aback.

They also noticed each other's performance.

"Master Hong, why don't we welcome him together?"

Zhuang Liren asked with a smile.

"No, I'll stay away for now."

Hong Fan waved his hand, went to the side room to wait, and brought a piece of watermelon to Ah Nian at the door.

About a quarter of an hour later, the boy knocked on the door again.

"My lord is looking for you."

He said and added another sentence.

"I think they have a good chat."

Hong Fan bowed his hands in thanks and went back to the study.

The last two pieces of watermelon on the table have turned into skins.

There were two people sitting opposite Zhuang Liren.

The one on the left is He Zhixin.

The one on the right is five points like He Erye, with his upper arm fully covered with sleeves, making him even more burly.

"If I'm not wrong, the new method that Second Master He said came from Mr. Hong, right?"

Zhuang Liren smiled, got up and pulled a chair for Hong Fanxin.

"How could there be such a coincidence?"

He Zhixin got up to greet him with surprise on his face.

He Siyuan also got up and saluted, and carefully looked at the young Xingjun whom his second brother had mentioned countless times.

"As the saying goes, heroes see the same thing..."

Zhuang Liren took up the topic naturally, he was no longer easy-going like when he was alone with Hong Fan, and his vigorous aura easily overwhelmed the He family brothers.

Discussions among the three parties went smoothly, and a cooperation plan was finalized without much debate.

The He family spun off all the business related to Xisui Pill and injected it into the newly established "Tianhe Commercial Bank", which is responsible for the business of the commercial bank, accounting for [-]% of the shares.

Hong Fan bought shares with technology and was responsible for the separation process of Duo Zhuzi, getting [-]% ​​of the shares.

The Equipment Manufacturing Supervision Committee provided part of the supply of raw materials, and another [-] guan in cash, and took [-]% of the shares.

In addition, Tianhe Commercial Bank only said to the outside world that the He family cooperated with Qi Zuojian to hide Hong Fan's existence.

(End of this chapter)