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

Chapter 423 A little adds up to a big thing
"If you don't have time during the day, take some time at night. A little bit adds up to a lot."

Lin Chen wanted to check the time, but found that there was no clock in the room, and he didn't wear a watch or a mobile phone, so he bent down and glanced at the computer screen, "It's three o'clock in the morning, you haven't been up for a long time."

Fang Lan smiled, "There are special circumstances today." After saying that, she laughed softly again, afraid of disturbing the tranquility of the night.

Lin Chen thought of another thing, "You work so hard. Once the filming of this drama is finished, the money you earn will be enough for you to rest for a while." What he meant by rest was actually a euphemism for Fang Lan to relax.

After all, he has bought out the copyright and ownership of the drama, and all subsequent profits will be given to Fang Lan, and he only needs to recover his investment costs.

Fang Lan stopped what she was doing, turned around and pulled Lin Chen, "That's different, this is my hobby, just like you, you already have a lot of income, but you still continue to work."

Lin Chen nodded, seeming to understand Fang Lan's idea. But he still couldn't help but remind her: "Staying up late will affect your immunity."

Fang Lan smiled and said, "I'm very inspired today and have a lot of scenes to record. Go and have a rest. I'll go to bed after I finish writing."

Lin Chen patted her shoulder and left the study. He respected Fang Lan's choice, and everyone had their own way of life.

After returning to the room, he did not rest immediately, but began to calculate the revenue after the filming of "Sheng Sheng Yuan" was completed.

Judging from the revenue of another ancient style drama at the beginning of the year, the copyright fees are enough to recover all the investment, and the remaining online copyright fees and overseas copyright fees are icing on the cake.

He glanced in the direction of the study. Although his view was blocked by the bedroom wall, he still hoped that Fang Lan could stay up as little late as possible.

Not long after, he heard the sound of the lights and door being turned off in the study. Fang Lan seemed to deliberately lighten her footsteps and walked away.

On a night like this, any sound was amplified and Lin Chen could hear it clearly.

Only in this way could he rest at ease. Although he knew that staying up late was the norm in Fang Lan's industry, he still couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

The next morning, Lin Chen saw Fang Lan was full of energy, with no signs of staying up late. The two of them looked at each other and smiled, showing a tacit understanding.

At this time, Deji came out of the room, saw this scene, and laughed, "What secret code are you two passing?"

On the other side, Anfia stood at the door of her factory, with a sign in front of her that read "Everything can be repaired."

He was waiting for the customers he had arranged to meet, when suddenly a jeep came at an alarming speed and was about to overturn. However, Anfia remained motionless and showed no reaction.

Just when the jeep was five meters away from him, the car slowly stopped.

When the car door opened, the first thing that came into view was a pair of long legs, and then the whole person appeared in Anfia's sight.

It was Anfia, the always energetic person. The door of the jeep closed tightly with a loud "bang", and her eyes instantly turned to where Anfia was, with her hands raised high, her face filled with a smile as bright as the sun. That smile seemed to have a kind of magic, and even Anfia was involuntarily infected, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly.

The Anfia in front of me is completely different from the image of the teacher who used to teach rigorously at the podium of Linhai University. She is more like a lively, cute and energetic little girl.

Of course, if we ignore her tall figure, the picture might be more harmonious.

As soon as Anfia closed the front door, she turned around and took out a backpack from the back door. The size of the backpack was very familiar to Anfia. She shouted fluently in Chinese: "Boss Lin!" There was a hint of intimacy and familiarity in her voice.

Anfia was used to this and responded with a smile: "Very punctual, you are always so punctual."

Punctuality is one of the qualities that Anfia greatly admires.

The two of them had been getting along quite casually, and the first thing Anfia asked when they met this time was, "Have you arrived a long time ago?"

Lin Chen smiled and replied, "I just arrived not long ago." As he spoke, Anfia had already opened the door of the factory and led Anfia into a unique space.

This office is completely different from the repair area outside, without those cold large machines and dust on the floor.

The place is decorated in an antique style, and a set of exquisite tea sets is placed on the table, which looks particularly elegant.

When Anfia first stepped in, she couldn't help but look around and secretly admired in her heart: "This is completely different from what I imagined!"

Anfia was already sitting at the tea table, and the water in the kettle had already boiled. It was obviously boiled in advance using the smart remote control before Anfia arrived.

She was holding tea leaves in her hand, preparing to make tea. Seeing Anfia looking around, she smiled and asked, "What do you imagine it should be like?"

Anfia put her backpack on the table next to her. The two tables were not far apart, which made her feel very convenient.

“I thought it would be full of guns and like a gun display cabinet,” Anfia said candidly.

Anfia just smiled and said nothing more. She had already made tea and handed a cup to Anfia.

The two had previously agreed to find time to have dinner together, but this time, because Anfia had a gun that needed to be modified, they specifically found Anfia's factory.

Anfia found the job herself when one of her missions was about to end.

However, she eventually turned down the originally planned mission, and the deposit she paid was wasted. But Anfia didn't care about it, she was glad that she made the right decision.

The target of that mission was an ambassador of a certain country and the risk was extremely high. After weighing the pros and cons, she decided to give up.

Later, she heard that the person who took over the task ended up in failure and had a miserable end. Anfia couldn't help but sigh in her heart, but this was also a common thing in her industry.

The two did not immediately talk about the gun modification, the atmosphere seemed relaxed and comfortable. Anfia was not in a hurry to mention this matter, and she saw that Anfia did not seem to be in a hurry, so she followed the topic.

Anfia lowered her head and carefully examined the blue and white cup in her hand. There was only a faint tea and a few green leaves in the cup. She gently picked up the cup, took a deep breath, and smiled: "Boss Lin really knows how to enjoy life. This tea is extraordinary."

Anfia didn't expect that Anfia knew something about the tea ceremony of China, so she smiled and said, "It seems that you have a good eye."

Anfia took a sip of tea and said frankly: "Actually, I don't know much about the tea ceremony, I just think this tea is very fragrant. As for your tea-making skills, I can't taste it." Anfia laughed when she heard it, and was glad that she didn't have to accept the judgment of tea art.

After taking a few sips of tea, Anfia put down the cup and reached out to take the backpack. "Let's talk business," she said.

Anfia nodded, and the two came to another table. Anfia took out a black sniper rifle from her backpack. Lin Chen judged from the weight of the backpack that this was not an ordinary thing.

When the sniper rifle was fully displayed in front of her, Anfia could not help but nod in approval. Although she did not ask more questions, she already understood the origin and purpose of this gun.

This is a .50 caliber sniper rifle, a professional weapon that can only be equipped by the special forces of the United States. Anfia was able to get such a gun, obviously through some special channels.

Lin Chen knew the nature of Anfia's work, so he didn't ask any more questions. "How do you want to modify it?" he asked directly.

Anfia's expression became serious, without the previous lightness and teasing. "I need to increase its range," she said.

This mission was unusual, and Anfia really needed a longer range to complete the mission. She looked at Lin Chen with anticipation in her eyes.

"I think Boss Lin should be able to do it, right?" she asked.

Lin Chen has his own professional ethics. It is his duty to fulfill the customer's requirements. He nodded slightly: "Well, how much do you want to increase it to?"

"At least one thousand meters." Anfia answered firmly.

After hearing this, Lin Chen nodded again: "No problem, I can do it."

Hearing this answer, Anfia finally breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed her shoulders. She sighed, "I knew there was nothing that Boss Lin couldn't do." Lin Chen was accustomed to such compliments, and he just focused on completing his task.

After deciding to increase the range, Lin Chen asked another question: "What about other features?"

In his opinion, this sniper rifle was already good enough and there seemed no need to make any other modifications.

Sure enough, Anfia also shook her head: "Nothing else is needed, just increase the range."

Lin Chen had already called out the system while communicating with Anfia.

The system was very considerate, and promptly displayed the price required for different ranges and the parts that needed to be replaced. Lin Chen looked at the options on the screen - one thousand meters, one thousand two hundred meters... up to one thousand six hundred meters -

Then he looked up and asked Anfia: "One thousand meters, three hundred thousand dollars, one thousand two hundred meters, five hundred thousand dollars. Which one do you choose?"

Anfia hesitated for a moment. Increasing the range by 200 meters would cost an extra 200,000 US dollars, which made her a little difficult to decide. After all, the total amount of her mission this time was only 800,000 US dollars. If the cost of the modification was added, there would not be much left. She told Lin Chen her concerns frankly: "Increasing the range by 200 meters would cost an extra 200,000 US dollars. This is indeed a little hard to imagine."

Lin Chen remained silent on the matter. He knew that his rules could not be broken, so he did not make any concessions. After hesitating for a moment, Anfia made a decision for the sake of the successful completion of the task. She looked at Lin Chen's determined eyes and realized that there would be no loosening on the price. "Let's choose 1,200 meters. How soon can I get the gun?" she asked.

"Three minutes." Lin Chen's answer surprised Anfia. She couldn't help but widen her eyes and danced with joy, saying, "Wow! You can earn half a million dollars in three minutes! This is so... so amazing!" She thought for a long time and finally found a suitable adjective to express her surprise and admiration. In comparison, she herself had to risk her life and travel a long distance to earn three hundred thousand dollars. The gap was really too big.

Her feelings were in a mess. She raised the corners of her mouth in self-mockery and shook her head helplessly.

Lin Chen chuckled: "This is great value for money, isn't it?"

Anfia could only nod in agreement. Indeed, apart from Lin Chen, no one could make such an exquisite modification to the sniper rifle. This was his unique value.

Lin Chen did not continue this topic, but cleverly led the topic in another direction.

"Overall, the cost of the modification technology and parts is really quite cost-effective this time." He said lightly.

This is indeed the case. Modification technology and the required parts are two separate charging items.

But Lin Chen had already found the most economical package for Anfia. At this time, Lin Chen's phone rang with a reminder tone, and he clicked it to check, and half a million US dollars had been deposited into his account.

The technical information provided by the system has long been deeply imprinted in his mind, and the necessary tools and accessories are neatly placed in the drawer at hand, within easy reach.

Anfia found a comfortable seat and sat down, her eyes fixed on Lin Chen who was busy at the table.

Recalling the scene of my first meeting with Lin Chen, it was in a dark and damp basement.

At that time, Lin Chen was holding a box, busying himself with things, as if he was fiddling with something.

But now, Lin Chen can easily take out the necessary parts and tools from the drawer and operate them skillfully in a way that Anfia has never seen before.

In less than three minutes, Lin Chen had completed the modification of the sniper rifle.

He weighed the heavy thing in his hand and said with satisfaction, "It's done."

Then he handed the big thing to Anfia.

Anfia took the gun, made a few skillful adjustments, and put it into her backpack.

She sighed with relief, a grateful smile on her beautiful face: "Thank you, Boss Lin. I was watching you working just now, and I really thought you were so handsome."

Anfia's praise came from the heart, and Lin Chen smiled as if he was relaxed.

"Of course I'm very happy to be praised by such a beautiful woman," he said modestly.

After the two of them flattered each other, Anfia said goodbye.

Lin Chen sent her to the jeep. Anfia rolled down the window and said to Lin Chen with a smile, "How about I invite you to dinner when I have time?"

"No need for you to treat me, I will treat you, the beautiful lady, when the time comes!" Lin Chen responded generously, thinking to himself, who told you to say that I made half a million in just three minutes.

When Anfia heard Lin Chen's invitation, her face was filled with smiles. She waved her hand and drove away.

Although Lin Chen was not very interested in Anfia's specific actions, he couldn't help but speculate.

What kind of target would require such elaborate modifications to the .50 caliber sniper rifle in her hand?

You know, the bullet of this sniper rifle is five times heavier than the bullet of the 308 standard rifle.
(End of this chapter)