Thirty Entrepreneurship: Recycling of second-hand aircraft carriers at the beginning

Chapter 378 The Power of Group Actors

"These little guys are so energetic." Lin Chen said with a smile, "Let them do it! I have plenty of time, so I can just find some people to play with me. When they are ready, I can help them cut the ribbon or something."

"Okay! I'll reply to them right away." Fang Lan said with a smile, and then asked, "Is Mr. Lin willing to provide financial support?"

"I pay people to worship me? Isn't this too ridiculous? I haven't reached that point yet. I don't need to erect a monument or a biography for myself." Lin Chen said with a smile.

"This is the key to maintaining victory, not being carried away by victory!" Deji said with a smile, and the three of them laughed together.

Soon, they arrived at the airport and the plane was ready. They chartered a Boeing 787, and the huge plane shone brightly in the sun, like a big bird spreading its wings and ready to fly.

The ground staff pushed the necessary equipment onto the plane first, and other performers followed.

There were still many empty seats on the plane, so it wasn't crowded.

Soon, the plane took off and the flight attendant brought the airplane meal, which was a simple boxed meal.

Xia Tong ate her lunch box and said with a smile, "It seems like we are having a party here!"

"How about Sister Xia Tong dancing for us?" a young stagehand girl said with a smile, and the others followed suit.

"Okay, the place is a bit small, so I'll perform a chopstick dance for everyone!" After Xia Tong finished speaking, she picked up the chopsticks, hummed a song, and danced happily.

"This chopstick dance is really exciting!" Chen Chi, who was sitting nearby, said with a smile, "It's almost as good as my eyebrow dance!"

Everyone has seen the "eyebrow dance" in "Love Apartment" and burst into laughter.

After dinner, everyone looked out the window to admire the white clouds outside and felt the wonderful feeling of the plane flying through the clouds. It was as if they were in a fairyland, it was wonderful.

Lin Chen sat next to Fang Lan and heard Fang Lan chuckle, "Does this count as ascending to heaven in broad daylight?"

"Well, it's like the Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea! It's just crossing the sea of ​​clouds!" Deji continued.

Lin Chen turned around and smiled and said, "Do you know the legend of 'Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea'? In fact, it was not about eight immortals crossing the sea, but the story of eight prisoners crossing the sea to escape from prison during the Song Dynasty. After they succeeded, they were discovered, and because they were soaked white by the sea water, they were mistaken for immortals. Since they were prisoners, they quickly escaped, and then they were said to be immortals who came and went without a trace."

"The locals are so stupid! They treat prisoners as gods. Only they can do that." Fang Lan said with a smile.

"Because they landed on Penglai Island, there has been a legend of mirages there since ancient times, and the saying that gods have descended to earth also originated from there. A mirage happened to appear that day, so the locals thought that it was really gods who had descended to earth." Lin Chen explained.

"Wow, that's an interesting idea." Deji said with a smile, "It's wonderful to think about it! Mirages are so mysterious, and the gods inside can even come down to earth and appear before us."

"We are about to descend to earth!" Fang Lan pointed at the screen on the cabin and said with a smile, "In half an hour, two hundred 'gods' will descend to Hengdian!"

The three of them burst into laughter again.

In the Linhai Military Region Command, An Ran stood in front of Fang Weihai. Now, she is the captain of the Red Light Team.

"Xiao An, your speed of growth from the first female member of the Red Light to the first female captain is truly amazing. Now your deeds have spread throughout the entire military region and have become a role model for everyone to learn from." Fang Weihai looked at her with a smile and then picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea.

"This is all thanks to the chief's cultivation!" An Ran saluted and said, smiling, "Of course, it is also inseparable from the support of Boss Lin."

"It takes a lot of work to make a good iron! The key is to do your best." Fang Weihai said with a smile, and then said, "Now, I will give you a new task: select eleven members with the best qualities from the Red Light, and we will equip them with Iron Man armor. Then we will equip them with ten ordinary soldiers to form the Iron Man armor team. The formation work must be completed within one day. Tomorrow, the ordinary soldiers selected by the headquarters will be in place, and you will start training on the same day. Can you complete the task?"

"Report to the commander! Ensure that the mission is completed!" An Ran said as he puffed out his chest and saluted.

"Very good! Soldiers of the new era should have this kind of mental outlook!" Fang Weihai nodded with satisfaction.

The next day, at the training ground of the Linhai Military Region, the twelve members of the Iron Man Team had been formed and began to line up for training.

"Click!" As the Iron Man armor started up, the soldiers quickly took action.

Obstacles had been set up ahead, and the Iron Man warriors fired their artillery easily. After a loud "boom!", the huge obstacle was smashed to pieces, and the soldiers passed the obstacle smoothly.

Dozens of plastic dummies armed with guns fired plastic bullets at the team, while the Iron Man warriors swept by with laser guns, and the plastic dummies turned into pieces in an instant.

"Well, not bad." Fang Weihai nodded with satisfaction while standing on the viewing platform.

At this time, the Boeing 787 had already landed at Dongyang Airport, and the bus had been waiting for a long time.

Everyone quickly boarded the bus and arrived in Hengdian in a short while.

Autumn in the south is much warmer than in the north, but it is not dry due to the influence of moist ocean air.

The cool ocean air makes people feel slightly chilly, so the overall feeling is not much different from that of the north.

Everyone wrapped their clothes tightly and walked into the Qin Palace.

The local partners were already waiting there with smiles on their faces.

After Lin Chen and his friends got off the bus, a chubby director came up to them, shook Lin Chen's hand tightly, and said with a smile, "Mr. Fang! On behalf of all the staff, I welcome you!"

"Haha, Mr. Fang? I'm not square, I'm quite round!" Lin Chen smiled and pointed at Fang Lan behind him and said, "This is Mr. Fang!"

"Oh, I'm sorry! Maybe I drank a little too much at noon and I feel a little dizzy!" The director quickly apologized and turned around to shake Fang Lan's hand.

Lin Chen didn't care. He just thought the director was naive and after smelling the obvious smell of alcohol on him, he turned around to check the venue.

The tall Qin Palace seemed to have traveled from two thousand years ago. The extras had already changed into Qin people’s costumes. Some were walking around while others were standing solemnly by the side holding long spears.

The staff in charge of the sound system was adjusting the background music. The passionate drum music demonstrated the majesty of the Han Dynasty emperor.

The sun was shining brightly, and everything seemed to be covered in a layer of smoke and dust. Lin Chen walked in it, excited by the music and moved by the performances of the extras, as if he had really traveled back a thousand years ago.

When he walked to the Danchi of the "Four Seas Return to One Hall" and looked back, he saw a vast expanse of emptiness, and could not distinguish between reality and illusion, right and wrong. People, carriages and horses all seemed like phantoms in the white mist.

For a moment, Lin Chen forgot about the 10 billion assets, the time-travel system, and even the existence of the universe and planets, and his thoughts drifted away. "Hey, what are you doing?" A clear and pleasant female voice suddenly sounded from behind, startling Lin Chen.

He turned around quickly and saw a girl dressed in Han Dynasty costume looking at him with a smile. She had her hair in a bun and was wearing a grass green silk dress, which made her look particularly lively.

"Are you an extra in the crew?" Lin Chen's memories came back like a tide. He resumed his identity as Boss Lin and asked with a smile.

"Yes." The girl nodded with a smile, "I just graduated and was bored at home, so I came out to earn some pocket money."

Lin Chen was attracted by her clear voice. Every sentence and every word seemed to strike his heart, making his heartbeat involuntarily accelerate, "bang bang bang" non-stop.

"You're so cute, it's a shame for you to be an extra. How about I arrange a role with lines for you and give you more scenes?" Lin Chen suggested with a smile.

"Oh, it seems you have a lot of power!" The girl responded with a smile, "So what role are you going to assign me?"

Although she was just an extra, she knew the plot outline very well and was familiar with all the characters.

"There are two maids around the heroine, An Cui and He Xin. You can choose one." Lin Chen said with a smile.

"Ah, such an important role should have been chosen, right? It's not a good idea for me to replace others and let them be extras." The girl smiled and waved her hands, muttering to herself, "No, no, I'm just here to play, I can't take away other people's jobs."

Lin Chen was moved by her innocence and cuteness, and couldn't help laughing. He reached out and scratched her nose, but then gave up the idea and just added her on WeChat.

The shooting started soon.

Lin Chen was walking around the crew, watching the actors perform seriously and finding it very interesting. Suddenly, his phone vibrated.

He picked up the phone and saw that it was an unfamiliar number, so he hung up without hesitation.

However, the phone vibrated again, and this time the name displayed was Fang Weihai.

"Uncle Fang, what do you want to talk to me about?" Lin Chen answered the phone and asked with a smile.

"Xiao Lin, the Western Theater Command called you just now to discuss a project, but you hung up. If they call you again, don't hang up," Fang Weihai said on the other end of the phone.

"Oh, I thought it was a sales call!" Lin Chen explained with a smile, "Don't worry, it won't happen this time."

Fang Weihai laughed and hung up the phone. Sure enough, not long after, the strange number called again.

"Hello, Mr. Lin!" A polite male voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Hello." Lin Chen responded with a smile, "Are you from the Western Theater Command?"

"Yes, Mr. Lin." The other party continued, "I am from the Logistics Department of the Western Theater Command. One of our mobile rescue vehicles broke down. I heard that you have great repair skills. I would like to ask you to help repair it and add some functions."

"It seems that my reputation has spread far and wide!" Lin Chen smiled proudly, "Of course. What functions do you want to add?"

"There is no specific plan for this yet." The other party said, "You can do it as you see fit. The terrain in our Western Theater is complex and there are many extreme venues, so I hope you can put more effort in this area."

"No problem." Lin Chen agreed readily.

"Are you in Linhai now? We can send the car over there." the other party asked again.

"Send it over." Lin Chen said with a smile, "I'll take a plane back now."

The matter was settled, and Lin Chen immediately set off back to Linhai.

As soon as he arrived at the factory gate, he saw a large military truck rumbling over, stopping at the factory gate, and then automatically unloading a tank-like vehicle.

A young man in a neat military uniform came over and stretched out his hand with a smile: "Hello, Lin Chen!"

"Are you the one who called just now?" Lin Chen smiled and shook hands with him.

"It's me." The young man nodded and smiled, "You have a really good memory."

"I don't quite understand." Lin Chen said with a smile, "Linhai is more than a thousand kilometers away from the Western Theater Command, right? How did you get here so quickly?"

"We've been here a long time ago." The young man said with a smile, "When I called you, the car was at the Linhai Military Region Headquarters. If it weren't for the traffic jam, we would have to wait for you here."

"I see." Lin Chen nodded in sudden realization, "Aren't you afraid that I won't accept the order?"

"We have heard about your deeds a long time ago. You are a person who loves money and patriotism. How can we not accept the order? We have sufficient funds, and I heard that you haven't had much business recently." The young man said with a smile.

Lin Chen laughed, patted him on the shoulder, and walked into the factory with him: "You are a smart man. Come, let's have a cup of tea together."

The two of them brewed a pot of Biluochun tea, chatted for a while, and then sent the young man away.

The young man's name is Da Huangdi, and he is a Uyghur young man. The two exchanged contact information, and Lin Chen promised to deliver the modified rescue vehicle in a month.

As for the funding, since it was not known what specific technologies would be needed, Lin Chen temporarily paid for it. After sending Da Huangdi away, Lin Chen began to study the rescue vehicle carefully and think about how to modify it.

He circled the car a few times and had an idea in mind. He wanted to give the car tank-like wheels so that it could travel on swamps and ice fields; he also wanted to give it the ability to take off with jets to cope with more complex environments; at the same time, he wanted to install an automatic temperature adjustment system to ensure that the people inside the car would not be affected by severe cold or heat.

In addition, there are some improvements in details. Lin Chen recorded them one by one and summoned the system.

"Master, according to your request, I have scanned out ten suppliers." The system responded crisply.

"Very good." Lin Chen looked at the price list and found that it was much lower than the previous offer. Even if all the requirements were met, it would only cost about 100,000 RMB.

"It's just a small amount of money. Even if the army has a financial crisis and can't pay, or deliberately refuses to pay, I'm not afraid. Just consider it my contribution to the organization."

(End of this chapter)