A doctor who travels through two eras

Lin Sanqi woke up with a hangover the next morning.

When he woke up, he found himself naked. He broke out in a cold sweat and quickly looked around.

He was afraid of seeing his equally naked secretary lying next to him; that would be a huge mistake.

Fortunately, there was no woman with him, which relieved Lin Sanqi, but at the same time, she cursed Yao Zhuohan for giving her such a chance, but it was useless.

Men are so dramatic, they want...and...and more...

What Lin Sanqi didn't know was that after he returned to the hotel drunk, Yin Lianyi made a video call to check on his condition.

Later that night, Yin Lianyi suddenly made a second video call to Yao Zhuohan, saying she wanted to check on the chairman's health.

Actually, I just wanted to see if the little vixen was disheveled or lying in her boyfriend's bed.

So that night, no matter how much Yao Zhuohan wanted to, he didn't dare to make any rash moves after the boss's wife checked on him several times.

Just then, there was a knock on the door. Daisy Company had booked the presidential suite for Lin Sanqi, and people were already waiting in the reception room outside.

Then Chairman Zhou Daxin's voice could be heard from outside:
"Chairman Lin, I just heard a sound. Is he awake?"

Lin Sanqi opened the door and said with a smile, "Sorry to keep Mr. Zhou waiting. I haven't been drunk in a long time. I made a fool of myself."

Zhou Daxin laughed heartily: "Chairman Lin is from the South, and I know he can't hold his liquor. He drank so much last night, which was already giving me face. I, Old Zhou, will remember this favor."

Lin Sanqi gestured:
"Okay, Mr. Jay, wait for me a little while I wash up. We can talk about the collaboration today."

To everyone's surprise, Zhou Daxin waved his hand dismissively and refused:

"It's rare for Chairman Lin and Secretary Yao to come to Zibo, so we must do our best to be good hosts. Let's go for a walk. Today we're not here for business, just for a relaxing trip."

Zibo has many tourist attractions, some of which are quite famous. Nearby are places like the Eight Great Bureaus and the Qi Culture Museum, while further afield are places like Zhoucun Ancient Town, Liaozhai Cultural Park, and Hongye Shiyan Tourist Area, among others.

"Come to Shandong, Chairman Lin, you can rest assured. Eat well, drink well, play well, and sleep well. If we don't satisfy our guests, then we wouldn't be worthy of the grand Qi culture and the charming Zibo."

Lin Sanqi thought to himself that the work efficiency was really low, but the hospitality of Shandong was truly touching.

"Okay, then I'll follow Jay Chou's arrangements!"

As a result, Lin Sanqi spent the next night in a hangover again. He didn't even get to eat much of the cold dishes, let alone fish.

On the third day, Lin Sanqi refused to go out or attend the banquet.

Still in the hotel suite, Lin Sanqi held onto Zhou Daxin tightly:

"Jay Chou, no, no, no, listen to me, let's not play or drink today, or I'll have a stomach hemorrhage. I've received the hospitality of the people of Shandong, I'm satisfied, it's perfectly OK."

Let's talk business today. Once we've reached a good agreement and both of us are satisfied, then we can have some food and drinks, right? If the deal falls through, wouldn't that be a waste of your money?

Zhou Daxin may seem carefree and easygoing, but can someone so scatterbrained really build such a large business? That would be a gross underestimation of him.

After spending the last few days getting to know each other and testing the waters, Zhou Daxin has confirmed that this southern businessman has a strong desire to make purchases and is genuinely there to do business, rather than just bringing his sister-in-law along to freeload.

"Alright, then I'll go along with your wishes today. Haha, the company shuttle is just waiting downstairs. Chairman Lin, let's go to the company to talk."

Lin Sanqi waved his hand, then whispered:

"Mr. Jay, let's talk privately just the two of us today. Once we've reached an agreement, we can then involve our respective teams. What do you think?"

Zhou Daxin's eyebrows twitched, his heart filled with doubt, but he remained outwardly calm:
"Alright, Chairman Lin is taking care of my business, so we can talk however we want. Here's what we'll do: Xiao Huang, Xiao Kong, you two go to the company and wait. I'll let you know if there's any news."

Upon hearing this, Kong Hongde, Huang Yuqi, and the other executives of Daisy Company all smiled and took their leave.

Yao Zhuohan closed the door, opened his laptop, and showed the two bosses the page.

Lin Sanqi pointed to a list of military-grade all-terrain vehicles on the screen and asked:

"Mr. Zhou, could your Daisy Company manufacture a Lynx like this?" Zhou Daxin stared at the various military green or camouflage-painted all-terrain vehicles in the pictures, lost in thought, and nervously swallowed.

"Chairman Lin, you, you must be joking. Our company only deals in all-terrain vehicles for agriculture and tourism, and we are not involved in the military industry."

Lin Sanqi knew the other party's concerns.

Without permission, the consequences are terrifying.

Lin Sanqi chuckled and said with a relaxed expression:
"Mr. Zhou, do you know there's a place called Laiyang in your province?"

Zhou Daxin was somewhat unable to follow Lin Sanqi's train of thought and nodded blankly:
"Yes, I know. Laiyang pears are very famous. Is Mr. Lin a fan of them?"

Lin Sanqi explained with a smile that he simply couldn't resist sharing this with others:
"There's a steel pipe factory in Laiyang, just an ordinary steel pipe factory, nothing special. Then they exported a batch of steel pipes to the Middle East, and guess what?"

The rocket attack launched by the Middle Eastern compatriots used the Rachaum 114mm rocket launcher, whose projectile body was a perfect match for the caliber of the Laiyang steel pipe.

Later, the United States and the United States investigated and found it through the serial number on the steel pipe.
Middle Easterners assembled their missiles by hand: steel pipes from Laiyang, fertilizer propellant, sugar fuel, and welded tail fins. Each missile cost only a few hundred dollars, yet it forced Judah to use its $20 Iron Dome missiles to intercept them, resulting in a hundredfold economic loss.

Zhou Daxin's lips twitched as he listened, never expecting that there was such a remarkable person among his fellow villagers from Dongshan.
He was a soldier by training, and upon hearing this story, he was immediately filled with patriotic fervor, slamming his fist on the table and exclaiming:

"Great job, Laiyang Steel Pipe Factory is awesome! They really didn't let us Shandong men down. Haha."

Lin Sanqi burst into laughter at this point, finding the whole thing hilarious, and continued:
"And there's a small factory in your Dongshan Province that produces gas cylinders. It's really a small factory, with only a little over a hundred people. And guess what, Mr. Zhou? After these tiny gas cylinders were shipped to the Middle East, they were modified by the locals into heavy mortars."

Jay Chou was a soldier back then, so he should know about mortars, right? They're similar to the "heartless cannons" we used during the Liberation War.

The manufacturing method is simple: empty the gas cylinder, refill it with ammonium nitrate and other explosives, weld on the tail fin to improve flight stability, and then launch it with a bang.

Don't underestimate the small size of a gas cylinder; a 10-liter household gas cylinder has the explosive power equivalent to 150 kilograms of TNT, or 3000 hand grenades. Three shots can easily destroy an entire residential building, which terrified the Jewish army.

The funniest thing is that the explosives used to fill the hole were actually exported from your Dongshan Province.

Zhou Daxin was shocked when he heard this:

"Seriously? I've never heard of any company in our province being this audacious. Are they risking their lives for money?"

Lin Sanqi continued laughing, laughing until she was breathless:

"Mr. Zhou, you really shouldn't disbelieve me. The raw materials for making explosives are exported from your Dongshan Province. They are just a few small fertilizer plants. The exported ammonium nitrate fertilizer is refined and becomes the raw material for explosives."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Daxin's eyes widened in surprise:

"Yeah, damn it, these Middle Eastern folks are really clever. How did they manage to figure this out? Does that mean our Dongshan Province is..."

Lin Sanqi was laughing so hard she was almost tired:

"Yes, that's the case at least in the Middle East."

Moreover, the Laiyang Steel Pipe incident exposed a revolutionary reality: in today's highly developed civilian industry, the arms monopoly has been broken.

By leveraging our industrial chain advantages, we have inadvertently rewritten the rules of the modern battlefield.

When Middle Easterners used steel-tube rockets costing a few hundred dollars to force Judah to invest tens of millions of dollars in an air defense system to intercept them, the logic of modern warfare had shifted from high-tech crushing to industrial attrition.

Zhou Daxin's mind was a bit confused; he couldn't quite make sense of this line of thought.

"Chairman Lin, um, what does all this have to do with our cooperation? Our family sells agricultural vehicles, so you probably think..."

Lin Sanqi finished laughing and sat up straight:

"Jay Chou, the reason I brought out these photos and gave these examples is to say that the factors that determine the success or failure of a war are diverse. It's not like we imagine, with planes bombing from the sky, missiles flying, and warships charging at sea."

So I'm asking on behalf of some fellow Africans: could your Daisy Company produce a military-grade all-terrain vehicle like this? (End of Chapter)