Break out of the courtyard

After Zhang Heping finished speaking, there was a brief silence in the living room of Villa No. 2.

Director Wang saw that Mr. Hua was frowning, and was worried that he had something against Zhang Heping, so he couldn't help but say to Zhang Heping: "You little brat, now that we've come to this point, why are you still being so hypocritical!"

Zhang Heping picked up the teacup with a smile, glanced at the strange young guard standing beside the sofa, and did not respond to Director Wang's words.

Upon seeing this, Director Wang Sumei also came to her senses and wondered if she had seen this tall and thin guard before.

Secretary Chen suddenly stood up and called the guard, "Xiao Qin, let's go outside and watch them filming a movie."

Guard Xiao Qin answered honestly: "I won't go. I want to protect the leader!"

"Go!" Elder Hua waved his hand and said in a deep voice, "Don't let anyone get close to the gate of the villa!"

When Liu Yuan heard this, she stood up subconsciously. Seeing Director Wang nodding at her, Liu Yuan followed Secretary Chen and guard Xiao Qin out.

"Some people have been replaced in the guard company. Xiao Qin is a new transfer." Mr. Hua explained briefly, then looked at Zhang Heping again and said solemnly:
"Our system and economic situation are similar to those of Northern Sudan. If Northern Sudan is at risk of economic collapse, then we won't be much better, right?"

Zhang Heping put down his teacup and smiled, "We are better than Beisu. First, Beisu is directly confronting Ou Mei, but we are not involved, and we have established diplomatic relations with Ou Mei."

"Second, we are in the process of reform and opening up. Although it is a little slow to cross the river by feeling the stones, we have room to retreat, and our economic problems are smaller than theirs."

“Third, we have enough Han people and are strong enough to unite the ethnic minorities. We don’t have as big ethnic problems as Northern Jiangsu.”

Mr. Hua nodded, but did not relax his words. "You said that the economy of Northern Su is at risk of collapse. Tell us what you think, and let's do some self-reflection."

Zhang Heping thought for a while, then lowered his voice and said, "You must know more about the shortage of goods and rising unemployment in Northern Jiangsu than I do."

"However, these are just minor issues. The reason why I said that the economy of Northern Sudan is at risk of collapse is because their higher-ups are preparing to improve relations with European Magnesium!"

"Those fighters who had been under all kinds of pressure and worked together to fight against the faith of European and American capitalism, were gone in an instant!"

Zhang Heping stopped talking here.

Today, North Sudan is a superpower that makes Europe and the United States tremble. Who dares to believe that this behemoth will fall?

Even though Mr. Hua and Director Wang acknowledge that North Sudan’s economy will collapse, their first thought will be that North Sudan will start a war like the Taiwanese did and shift the economic problems to other countries.

It is impossible to believe that Beisu will fall!

"Pressure! Faith..." Old Hua murmured, his thoughts remaining in turmoil for a long time.

After a long time, Zhang Heping got up to get the kettle and add tea to them three times. Then Mr. Hua spoke again and talked about the purpose of his visit.

"When those people heard that you were going to set up a nuclear power company in Hong Kong Island and build a controlled nuclear fusion device, they immediately stopped talking nonsense."

Although Mr. Hua did not explicitly say who those people were, Zhang Heping could roughly guess that they were the guys who wanted to hold them back.

"In fact, if we use our military industry system to obtain the 700 billion magnesium yuan, we don't need to apply for it in such a troublesome way." Mr. Hua pondered for a while and asked seriously:

"Tell me! Why did you contact the local authorities when you were discussing cooperation with the Nuclear Industry Group?"

"With your intelligence, you must have figured out that if a local government wants to build a nuclear power plant, it not only needs approval from the Ministry of Nuclear Industry, but also cannot bypass the Nuclear Industry Group."

"It's still an economic problem!" Zhang Heping put down the kettle, sat back on the sofa, picked up the teacup and said with a smile: "Capitalists have evolved!"

Mr. Hua and Director Wang looked at each other, neither of them understood the meaning of this sentence.

But after Zhang Heping took a sip of tea, he continued, "In the past, capitalists exploited workers to gain more surplus value!"

"Have you not discovered something different about me, a big capitalist, from other capitalists?"

Facing Elder Hua's deep gaze and Director Wang's blank look, Zhang Heping drew a semicircle with his right index finger in the air, opening upwards, and smiled faintly:

"This is a smile curve. The two high points on the left and right are the R&D and sales ends that make the most profit, and the bottom of the arc curve is manufacturing that makes the least profit."

"Over the years, Tingmei Trading has controlled both R&D and sales and earned tens of billions of magnesium yuan, while Tingmei Health Care Factory, which is responsible for manufacturing, has made less than 1 billion magnesium yuan in profit!"

"Here comes the question!" Zhang Heping put away his smile and asked seriously, "Tingmei Trading or Tingmei Health Factory, who is exploiting the workers?"

"When Tingmei Health Care Factory offered low wages to workers, I asked Tingmei Trade to raise their wages."

"Then the question arises again, do the workers think that Tingmei Trading is exploiting them? Or do they think that the factory is exploiting them?"

Zhang Heping did not get an answer, and ignored Mr. Hua's increasingly gloomy expression, and continued:

"The country is constantly introducing foreign investment. Businessmen from Hong Kong and Japan have set up factories in the mainland, leaving the manufacturing at the bottom of the smile curve to the mainland. Foreign businessmen, like me, control the most profitable R&D and sales."

"Heping, get to the point!" Director Wang understood what Zhang Heping meant. He was talking about how the country was helping capitalists exploit workers!

"Auntie Wang, I'm just talking about the main point now, just listen to me and finish what I'm saying!" Zhang Heping said calmly:

"There is nothing wrong with the strategy of attracting foreign companies to set up factories in the mainland, learning their technology, and finally strengthening ourselves through technological innovation."

"For those workers, we only need to introduce some laws and regulations, improve the social welfare security system, and protect the vital interests of our workers, and we can effectively reduce exploitation."

When Mr. Hua heard this, his expression eased a little.

Zhang Heping continued, "I just talked about the research and development, manufacturing, and sales of the smile curve. This is a direction for capitalists to evolve. They control the technology and sales end and throw away the labor-intensive manufacturing end."

“Now let’s talk about the second direction of capitalist evolution: the manipulation of financial capital!”

"I wonder if you two have found out how much money I made? How much money did I make in Japan?"

Mr. Hua and Director Wang were just about to listen to Zhang Heping talk about the second evolutionary direction of capitalists, but they didn't expect that the next question would fall on Zhang Heping again.

Since Mr. Hua didn't say anything, only Director Wang could answer, "Liu Yuan and I can roughly calculate the profit of your Tingmei Trading."

"I have also heard Huang Wenli estimate the profits of most of the companies under the Peace Group, but as for the money in the Peace Investment and Stepmother Investment accounts, I can only guess that it is more than 100 billion magnesium yuan."

"After transferring 450 billion magnesium yuan to the Shenzhen branch, Peace Investment Company still has 5.5 trillion yen in cash and 1.3 trillion yen worth of stocks and shares. At the current exchange rate, it can be exchanged for 500 billion magnesium yuan."

"There is still 3.4 trillion yen in the Stepmother Investment Company's account that has not been converted, which translates to a total of about 960 billion yuan in cash."

Director Wang's lips trembled, and he just couldn't recover from the arithmetic problem of 950 billion plus 960 billion! Facing Mr. Hua's complex look of surprise, joy, and worry, Zhang Heping smiled lightly and said, "I started investing in Japanese real estate in 79 and got involved in the Japanese stock market in 85."

"It took Peace Investment Company only a little over a year to turn its 200 billion yuan principal into 950 billion yuan in the Japanese stock market."

"The stepmother investment company spent more than eight years and invested 8 billion magnesium to buy houses and land in the eastern part of Japan. Later, it had to add an additional loan of 80 billion magnesium in 85 to turn the principal into 280 billion magnesium."

"Mr. Hua, Aunt Wang, tell me, who is exploiting whom in this lucrative financial industry?"

The reason why Zhang Heping revealed how much money he had was because he suddenly realized that Mr. Hua's personal visit was far from being as simple as asking him not to build a nuclear power company.

Considering the time when Mr. Hua rushed over overnight, Zhang Heping speculated that the capital was about to organize a joint negotiation team!
The reason why Mr. Hua came here first was to stabilize Zhang Heping and to find out Zhang Heping's investment logic, so as to facilitate the investment of 700 billion magnesium yuan!

It just so happened that Zhang Heping was worried about having too much money in his account, and his concubine Chen Shuting was pregnant. He had no time to focus on investing recently, so he simply went all in and waited for the other party to reveal their cards!

After allocating 1900 billion magnesium yuan, Mr. Hua and Director Wang really thought for a long time, because this did not include the more than 400 billion magnesium yuan in cash in the accounts of Heping Group and Tingmei Trade!

After a long while, Mr. Hua smiled helplessly and said, "You really have too much money in your account!"

This is a response to what Zhang Heping said before, that we don't need that little bit of money from the magnesium guys!
Only then did Mr. Hua understand that Zhang Heping's confidence in cutting off the water, electricity and gas supply to the Magnesium Embassy came not only from his military force, but also from the huge amount of funds he controlled.

"Heping, go back and have a rest first. Take me to the underground base and those factories tomorrow." Mr. Hua calmed down and said with a smile, "In two days, the higher-ups will send a cooperation and communication team to discuss the investment with you."

"When the time comes, feel free to bring forward any ideas you have! If they don't agree, we can cooperate with companies and factories in the military industry."

Zhang Heping stood up, looked at Mr. Hua and Director Wang, and said with a smile: "I have to say in advance that the money that my stepmother invested in the company is intended to be used to invest in domestic real estate and highways, and will not be used to support any state-owned factories."

"Okay!" Mr. Hua stepped forward, put his arm around Zhang Heping's shoulders, and said to him with a smile: "In the next few years, you can just focus on teaching at Shenzhen Peace College. We will help you keep an eye on the relevant investments and will never let anyone hold you back."

"Mr. Hua, I haven't finished talking just now!" Zhang Heping said with a smile: "The Internet has opened up the financial markets of Japan, Europe, and Magnesium, and has also accelerated the transaction speed of the financial industry."

"In the near future, these capitalists who have tasted the huge profits of the financial industry will dump all kinds of manufacturing industries in densely populated developing countries."

"By then, whichever developing country has sufficient electricity supply and cheap labor will be able to take over these manufacturing plants!"

"Mr. Hua, if we can become the world's OEM factory, most of the world's goods will be made by us, and those capitalists will really become paper tigers with only money. Don't you think so?"

Mr. Hua paused and muttered, "Internet! Financial transactions! Electricity! Manufacturing! OEM factories!"

"Good boy!" Mr. Hua patted Zhang Heping's shoulder heavily, then smiled at Director Wang who was following behind him and said, "The economic war without gunpowder he mentioned turned out to be a plan to seize factories all over the world!"

It's too much to talk about seizing factories all over the world!

Zhang Heping just wanted to promote the development of various industries in the country, and electricity, communications, and roads are the hardware for development. They can also ensure that the investment will not lose money, but the profit period will be longer.

...

The next day, Zhang Heping handed over the command of the advertising shooting to the boy and girl in the family, and went to Villa No. 2 next door.

What surprised Zhang Heping was that Mr. Hua actually took the initiative to ask him for Villa No. 4.

In response, Zhang Heping agreed without hesitation.

If the other party dares to ask for it, it is likely that they have reported it to their superiors. Combined with what Zhang Heping said last night, it is easy to understand Mr. Hua's intention of living in Villa No. 4, which is nothing more than to get closer to him.

Zhang Heping drove the car, carrying Mr. Hua and Director Wang, without Secretary Chen and guard Xiao Qin, and drove straight to the tunnel entrance at the foot of Nanshan Mountain.

A black Heping electric car stopped at the entrance of the tunnel. Zhang Heping, Mr. Hua and Director Wang got out of the car for inspection, then got into an open-top military green jeep. A guard drove the three of them into the tunnel.

Mr. Hua looked at the straight tunnel and asked with a smile: "The guards here are quite strict. They even pinched my face and eyebrows. Is this to prevent people from wearing human skin masks?"

Zhang Heping nodded, "I set the inspection requirements for them to prevent some strange people from using tricks."

"By the way, the shield machine used to dig this tunnel was built according to the drawings you provided earlier." Old Hua looked at the stone walls on both sides and the arc top with some emotion.

Zhang Heping responded with a smile: "I heard that a shield machine was sold at this year's spring Canton Fair?"

"It was bought by the guys from Magnesium, probably because they wanted to get a glimpse of the relevant technology and techniques!" Mr. Hua said with disdain.

Director Wang, who was sitting in the co-pilot seat, turned around and asked, "Heping, are you going to advertise smartphones now?"

"The distributors of Tingmei Trading have been making some noise recently. I plan to use smartphone ads to deceive them so that they won't be scared by the threats from the magnesium guys." Zhang Heping replied casually without mentioning the real reason.

The three chatted for more than ten minutes. The jeep turned a few corners and finally arrived at the first underground laboratory, but unfortunately it was empty.

Walking in this stone chamber of only 200 square meters, Elder Hua couldn't help but ask, "Is this laboratory too small?"

Zhang Heping explained: "This laboratory is used for cover. It won't contain anything too confidential. Maybe guards will be sent here disguised as researchers later."

"The next stone chamber is three times the size of this one and will be used as a backup power supply room."

Mr. Hua walked back and forth, touching the thick, clear gray cement wall, and said, "Okay, there's nothing to see down there. The equipment and personnel are not in place yet. Let's go check out the optical card factory and the health care factory!"

...

Peace Hospital Public Carpark, Central, Hong Kong Island.

The deputy director of the Magnesium Embassy returned to the car and said to Director Tom, who was sitting in the back seat smoking a cigar, "Director, the security guards at the Peace Hospital still won't let us Magnesium people in for treatment!"

Director Tom exhaled a puff of white smoke, frowned and asked, "Any news from Emily?"

The deputy curator glanced at his phone and didn't see any text message from Emily. Just as he was about to say there was no news, he saw a blonde woman appear across the street.

After a while, the blonde secretary came to the car and said gloomily, "Director, the renewable energy company still won't send a repairman. It still gave the same response as before. If they don't apologize, no one will be willing to come to our embassy for repairs."

Director Tom frowned, "That rich man Zhang is in Shenzhen. Didn't he receive the sanctions threat issued last night?"

Secretary Emily frowned and thought for a moment, then said, "Director, do you think we should find someone to send the video of last night's speech to Zhang Heping?"

Director Tom held out his cigar and flicked the ash. "I've received intelligence that there are a lot of guards at the Shencheng Peace College. Find someone who can get close to him and send him over. By the way, find out what secrets the college has!"

...(End of chapter)