I was reborn without dreams

Chapter 215 Mechanics, even a dog wouldn't study it.

"what?"

Zhang Deli, the old educated youth, felt a buzzing in his head and immediately felt some tinnitus. He had never learned how to socialize before, let alone read "The Art of Secretarial Work," but when he sat down, he sat on the sofa with half his buttocks on it.

I dared not sit for too long.

Are you that happy?

Seeing the middle-aged man's shock, Chief Instructor Zhang was very pleased. "Engineer Zhang, we both have the surname Zhang, maybe we were family five hundred years ago. Don't worry, you'll be guaranteed to live a life of luxury here. And repairing a couple of roads won't be a problem either."

"..."

He shuddered and then fell silent.

He knew this fellow clansman Wenquxing was extremely wild, but this kind of behavior... he couldn't handle it.

"Mr. Zhang, isn't this too high?"

"Oh? Isn't it bad if it's too high?"

"This will cause resentment and turn people's envy into jealousy. Also, it's too high, which will make many people feel it's unfair..."

"Tobacco, sugar, liquor, electricity—which of these doesn't cost more than 1,800? I haven't seen anyone complain about that. So why do people always bark like dogs when it comes to me? If anyone's unhappy, tell me. I have several thousand men under my command, ready to be deployed at any time to wage a 'holy war' to protect our wages."

"..."

"Mr. Zhang, what can you accomplish if you're so afraid of everything? By the way, how old are you this year?"

"Fifty years old."

"Since you're already at the age of knowing your destiny, can't you see that these days, whoever has the most money and the cleanest money is destined for greatness? I have connections, so don't be afraid of the nobodies in Panlong City barking. Many people call me 'Nine Thousand Years Old' and call me the head of the Eastern Depot, but if I really invited the 'Imperial Guards,' they wouldn't dare bark anymore. Isn't that strange?"

"..."

I've seen arrogant people, but I've never seen anyone this arrogant.

Zhang Deli thought to himself, "If you weren't a 'three-time champion'..." But then again, being a "three-time champion" is indeed quite impressive.

The auspicious omen of "three consecutive top scholars" is indeed based on some legend.

The old educated youth thought to himself, "The title of 'three-time champion' is really useful in densely populated areas."

As Zhang Da'an said, having more money gives you the right to bark like a dog, and having clean money gives you even more of the right to bark like a dog.

"Two thousand yuan a month..."

Zhang Deli, who was muttering to himself, was actually extremely conflicted.

"Zhang Gong, you don't want the villagers to hear that it was your suggestion to reduce the monthly salary from two thousand to four hundred, do you?"

"..."

"So, you see, you're not willing either, then let the person who made this suggestion choose someone else."

Zhang Da'an casually picked up a document, stood up and handed it to Zhang Deli, "Besides the Mudihe Reservoir, I also want a supporting electrolytic aluminum plant and a tungsten ore refinery, so after you go back, submit a report to the higher-ups saying that you want to build a freight railway extension. Of course, railway matters are a national issue, a whole-system plan, but highways are still an option."

"Huh? Highway?"

"Whether Panlong City asks me to borrow money to repair roads or to establish a basic construction investment bank or an investment company, I can do either."

"..."

The old educated youth suddenly felt parched, as if this were a windfall. Zhang Da'an, however, remained nonchalant, pulling a metal candy box from his pocket, shaking out a hard candy, popping it into his mouth, and saying, "Don't think it's a windfall. I just happen to need to spend the billions I have. If money directly generates more money, it becomes dirty, and my voice will lower. So, as a patriotic entrepreneur, contributing to the country is perfectly reasonable, isn't it?"

"Reasonable...?"

"very good."

Head Coach Zhang nodded. "Do you have children?"

"There are two."

"Why wasn't it aborted by the family planning policy?"

“In my area, someone pushed me into a ditch and I died, and nobody knew for a month.”

"Holy crap, this is a great spot!"

Zhang Da'an's eyes lit up. "Damn it, it's still inconvenient to kill someone in the Yangtze River estuary. We'd have to weld an iron cage over them to sink them in the Yangtze."

"..."

crazy.

I feel like my brain would boil over if I talked to this person for even half a minute longer.

How old are you? Are you working?

"The eldest is pursuing a master's degree at Yunnan University of Science and Technology."

"Oh? What's your major?"

"mechanical."

Even mechanical dogs don't learn this.

"..."

Despite his scolding, Zhang Da'an still said, "How about this, let him go to Yunnan University to study for a master's degree in international relations."

"what?"

"I'll put in a good word, and Jiangning University will make the arrangements."

"This this……"

"Follow me, and your future will be limitless."

"..."

Zhang Deli thought it wasn't necessary, but he didn't dare to politely refuse.

They really didn't dare to speak. The old educated youth had no idea what kind of temperament this guy had; he seemed like a complete madman.

That mental state struck him as madness, no doubt about it.

He was genuinely afraid of dealing with this kind of person.

This guy is especially influential.

"and this."

He also took out a document and handed it to Zhang Deli, saying, "I've already talked to Jiangning Institute of Technology. Zhang, you should also get a master's degree while you're at it. And get an expert title by the end of the year... Have you been working in blasting for ten years?"

"That must have been thirty years ago. When I was a sent-down youth, I even helped disassemble fuses. My teacher was Liu Guangbo from Jiaotong University, who was..."

"Oh, the old Ministry of Chemical Industry, I know. You're on Bluestar now, right?"

"You know that?"

"To be honest, Mr. Zhang, we really do have a connection. Although Mr. Liu and I aren't particularly close, he greatly admires my uncle and plans to strengthen our cooperation in field trials and frontline promotion of fertilizers and pesticides. After all, my uncle is a big star now, and his reputation is very strong."

"Oh, you must be Comrade Zhang Zhengdong from Pengcheng? I heard he's your cousin, Mr. Zhang..."

"My dear, my dear uncle."

"..."

Instructor Zhang immediately corrected the old educated youth's incorrect terminology: What does "cousin" mean?

My dear uncle.

Also, that's not called Pengcheng City, it's called Fengyi County.

People in remote areas are unaware of local customs and traditions; ignorance is no excuse.

Regarding Liu Guangbo, mentioned by the old educated youth, he was a ruthless man who participated in several of the twenty-six projects of the "43 Plan." He slightly increased the density of firepower by employing the tactic of flanking maneuvers when all else fails.

The conversion of fertilizer industry happened in the blink of an eye. The main reason was that he wrote a letter of complaint at the time, saying that the claim of a yield of XXX per mu was nonsense, and he was then promoted to develop fertilizer and chemical equipment research and development.

They didn't let him stay in Luzhou or the capital either, and sent him all the way to southwestern Yunnan. At that time, they were maintaining an old railway, which was a product of the "anti-French aid to Vietnam" period. During the maintenance, if there were minefields or areas prone to rockfalls, they would blast them in advance.

He bombed his way along the border and met a group of educated youth in southeastern Yunnan, including Zhang Deli.

Liu Guangbo also took the opportunity to set up "five small" chemical plants in several populous counties in southern Yunnan, which brought considerable benefits to the provincial capital, Kunming.

Liu Guangbo left Yunnan Province ten years after the "counterattack against Vietnam" was over. The Russians disintegrated less than two years after Blue Star Company was established, and Liu Guangbo returned to his sect first.

Zhang Deli could have returned to Luzhou at that time, but the old educated youth couldn't bear to leave the poor children in the mountains and his sworn brothers, so he didn't go back.

Fortunately, both children are quite good. Although it's a pity they didn't become "Shanghai masters," they still became "phoenix men" (men from humble backgrounds who achieve success through hard work) through their own abilities. The value of their postgraduate studies in Kunming is still quite high these days.

Two years in the workforce is more than enough to become a deputy county head, if you're willing.

However, the eldest son of the former educated youth aspired to become the "chief engineer," and as long as he had enough money, he was content. Therefore, his ambition was not in an official career, which presented a different picture.

At this moment, Head Instructor Zhang suggested that his eldest son pursue a master's degree in "international relations." Zhang Deli immediately felt that this was inappropriate, but out of fear, he didn't say anything. If it were someone else, he would have firmly refused, saying that his eldest son had his own ideas.

Facing a madman...

No.

That's not all there is to it.

Coach Zhang's mental state doesn't seem to indicate that he's capable of normal communication.

“Zhang, don’t be so nervous. Although I’m not a good person, I haven’t actively tried to harm ordinary people. The reason I suggested your eldest child study ‘International Relations’ is because I need to maximize my profits. I have some connections internationally and can handle the ‘Vietnamese socialite’ in Laos. If the reservoir project proceeds smoothly, I’m not only going to do electrolytic aluminum, but also to secure the development of two mineral resources in Laos, one of which is a magnesium mine.”

"what?"

"So I need people familiar with the border environment to come to my side. I don't just recruit the descendants of veterans. Someone like you, twenty years from now, would cost at least three or four million a year to hire as an advisor. However, between fifty-year-old Zhang Deli and seventy-year-old Zhang Deli, I would definitely choose the former."

"Even if we mine it, we don't have the transportation capacity, unless it's by rail. But if it's by rail, building the railway will take many years."

"I'll be thirty in ten years, I can afford to wait."

"..."

At this moment, the old educated youth was truly shaken, his body trembling uncontrollably, completely shivering.

Because Zhang Deli suddenly realized just how incredibly powerful this madman was, it was really difficult for ordinary forces to fight him to the death.

They can't even scratch the surface; their "peak of life" must have lasted forty or fifty years.

Others might outlast an old man, but this madman in front of me can outlast anyone, whether they're middle-aged or young...

There is plenty of time.

The main message is "Persistence is victory"; it also emphasizes "A thousand years is too long, seize the day".

Having both traits simultaneously can be incredibly annoying.

No wonder the barking of dogs in Jiangkou Province is so melodious; he can even "hear the barking of dogs in the deep alleys" in a place like Yunnan Province. He must have some skill.

So powerful.

"Can those Vietnamese women in Laos really be controlled?"

"It's nothing."

Head Coach Zhang smiled calmly, "I have many connections in Europe, and I happen to be related to the families of these 'Vietnamese noblewomen.' It's only natural that they want to continue their pleasant bag-buying spree in Paris and cultivate a good relationship with me."

The "Vietnamese noblewomen" mentioned here are actually the wives of Lao upper-class figures who were "married into" Vietnam for a long time. Their purpose was relatively simple: to facilitate control over the Lao upper class.

After all, Laos is a small, landlocked country compared to Vietnam.

Even a "little tyrant" in Southeast Asia is still a "tyrant".

Even at the constitutional level in Laos, Vietnam has long held a position of "suzerain state," playing a guiding role.

Therefore, unless the benefits are exceptionally compelling, it's hard to say that it can sway a large group of people.

It just so happens that Zhang Da'an is there...

I have that ability.

It's not because of projects involving geopolitics, such as building railways or developing mineral resources, that it requires long-term contact, long-term cooperation, and long-term negotiations to build confidence among both parties and all parties involved.

Coach Zhang doesn't care about geopolitics or international influence; it's none of his business. While he was having his "professional team" blitz the French team at the Mediterranean betting companies, he was also having substantive contact with the "Vietnamese gang" and "Laos gang" in Paris.

These "rich ladies" families had a simple request: they wanted to be taken along.

I didn't mean anything by it; I just genuinely like the Euro.

Coach Zhang also said that he would let the Brazilian team win the championship this time, and then he would choose another team for the next World Cup, and then everyone would make money together.

Vietnamese and Laotians in France, as long as they can blend into the social circles, are actually similar to Vietnamese people in France, even if they have been "taken down" by Saigon Iron Fist.

To put it bluntly, it refers to those who fled abroad in the past, as well as those currently in the upper echelons of Vietnam and Laos.

Zhang Da'an will take out 20 million euros, to be paid in installments over five years. Within five years, he will finalize the project on the Lao border. Previously, he would travel to the border to receive cash, but now he can still travel without having to. He can open an "International Garden Community" in every provincial capital south of the Yangtze River, with villas or large apartments as he pleases, and the entire house design will be included.

Zhang Da'an even established a "Zhang An Aesthetics Research Institute" in Paris, promising to handle everything from product to style.

Money can pave the way, and it's still effective against this kind of person.

Because if it can be promoted, transnational projects, on a certain scale, can be transformed into national projects.

What Zhang Da'an found bizarre was that these "Vietnamese noblewomen" were all prepared to ask for an exorbitant amount, and they wanted to buy a large apartment in Kunming.

This frustrated Zhang Da'an, who thought that with current housing prices, they could easily choose any city, like Nanjing or Bao'an.

Unfortunately, the families behind these "Vietnamese noblewomen" were probably afraid of scaring away Zhang Da'an, this "lucky charm from China," so they didn't dare to make any particularly big wishes.

Another reason is that I also want to see their strength.

Why does Head Coach Zhang need an "international relations" expert in Yunnan Province?
The reason is that they have already made contact with the "diploma mill" of the University of Porto, and can send Vietnamese and Lao students to Portugal to study classical arts, such as painting and music.

"Zhang An International Academy" is a legitimate institution that accepts students, but it selects students from outstanding high schools in Laos and Vietnam and promises to establish a branch of "Zhang An International Academy" in Kunming.

Previously, Coach Zhang thought that Yongzhou, the capital of Lingxi Province, was the "Jerusalem" of the Indochina Peninsula. Later, he discovered that Kunming, the capital of Yunnan Province, might be the "Constantinople" of the Indochina Peninsula.

Truly evil and wicked.

With this series of combined measures, the wealthy women, who are "for the sake of their children," have quite a plan. They are betting on both sides: sending one child to Europe and another to China, and then, within five years, they can also get a share of the four million euros.

It should be noted that those twenty million euros... were in cash.

Of course, you could also say it's "offering money" to make friends.

International friends are also friends.

As for the "International Garden Community" in Kunming, whether it's a villa or a large apartment, the materials for one floor won't cost more than a thousand yuan. Zhang Da'an does the construction and delivers the materials himself. Of course, if international friends are willing to buy, it doesn't matter.

In fact, some people are planning to buy them. After all, besides the "Vietnamese noblewoman" family, there are also their dependent families who, in order to curry favor, will buy these houses and live together. Then, in the international student cafeteria, they will greet the "Vietnamese noblewoman's" children with a smile and say that they also live in the "International Garden Community".

I only use Stamina hair oil!

This outrageous and shameless act is so egregious that it's impossible for the government to intervene; it would be an insult to the nation's dignity.

When large corporations are involved, the work has to be done quietly, without any fanfare, and the accounting must be handled with extreme care.

Zhang Da'an is different. His "Zhang An International Academy" admits outstanding international students and gives them full scholarships, as well as an annual outstanding student award of hundreds of thousands of euros... What's going on?
It can withstand scrutiny from any country.

He was open, honest, and upright.

In this process, Zhang Da'an certainly needs local intellectuals who understand "international relations". So the problem comes back to the beginning: he is just looking for pieces of the puzzle. Who he looks for doesn't matter.
As long as Zhang Deli's son isn't mentally challenged, he's a useful, capable, and versatile person.

No amount of lobbying could change anything.

In terms of spreading slander, they are unparalleled in the country.

Zhang Deli, a former educated youth, didn't even know what state he was in when he returned to his new place. He was in a daze, his legs were weak, he was confused and disoriented. When he called to report on the situation, he was completely out of it and his words were incoherent.

Finally, Zhang Deli received a call from his eldest son, Zhang Dianke, and said to him, "Dianke, yes, it's me. I have something to tell you... Mechanical engineering, even a dog wouldn't study it."

"..."

(End of this chapter)