Village chief, your township enterprise sells laser cannons?

Listening to the ringing phone, Wang Wen slapped his forehead.

He's really making a fool of himself. As the saying goes, "Those who are near the water get the moon first." He already has the advantage here, yet he's still thinking of going far away instead of staying close.

The thought that he had dared to question his nephew's ideas made him want to reach back and slap himself twice.

They should have given them more projects back then. Since they were going to make money from the overall contract anyway, they might as well have used the money to do favors.

The phone was answered. Wang Wen walked to the window, looked out at the flowing Yangtze River through the floor-to-ceiling glass, and said to the person on the other end of the line:

"Receive that batch of goods, but don't inspect them on the spot. Inspect them after the other party leaves."

"You don't need to worry about those things. Just show me how many good products there are. I need to confirm some data. You don't need to worry about the rest. I'll handle persuading the board of directors."

"Hurry up, I'll wait for your news here."

After hanging up the phone with the port, Wang Wen found the finance department's number and dialed it.

"Prepare some funds for me now. The recipient? It's the company Wang Ju mentioned before. Get the funds ready."

"He changed the company name and account? No problem, just prepare the funds, and you can complete the contract later."

"Once the funds are ready, just wait for my call. I'll call you, and you can transfer the money immediately."

"Hurry up!"

After finishing his conversation with the finance department, Wang Wen hung up the phone, plopped back into his chair, opened his mouth, clutched his heart with his right hand, and kept breathing in and out through his mouth.

After calming down, he began to mutter to himself again:

"Wang Ju, Wang Ju, I'm your third uncle, you can't betray me!"

He waited from noon until he started get off work in the afternoon, and then until almost the end of the workday, before the port finally called him and brought him some rather outrageous news.

100% yield rate!

There were even 2000 more parts than the agreed contract, and the yield rate of those 2000 parts was also 100%.

Upon receiving this news, Wang Wen was somewhat dumbfounded, but he quickly found a suitable explanation for this outrageous information.

The other party has the technology to develop high-performance batteries and metallic hydrogen, so developing these small parts is naturally a piece of cake for them.

They only take on this kind of business because they are short of money.

The other party is short of money but has the technology, while I have business.

Isn't this a match made in heaven?

Wang Wen picked up his phone and casually sent a message to the finance department:

Send the money! Let me know when you've sent it.

The message arrived from the finance department in less than 5 minutes.

The transfer has been initiated by the bank!

Upon receiving the message, Wang Wen quickly dialed his nephew's number. As soon as the call connected, he immediately spoke:

"I've already arranged for the finance department to transfer the money for your order."

"Be careful over there."

Having said what needed to be said, Wang Wen hung up the phone, stood at his desk for a while, then turned and walked towards his office.

Now, he needs to find two allies.

…………

Yangcheng.

Wang Ju hung up the phone, glanced at the time, and realized it was almost closing time. She decided to swallow the news of the money arriving in her account, turned around and went back to the booth to pack up with Lin Man.

And so, Wang Ju watched helplessly as Lin Man removed the batteries from the electric car, kept one, and carried the rest of the batteries back to the car.

He followed behind, helping Lin Yongqiang and the others out.

Back at the hotel, after dinner, Wang Ju told Lin Man the good news.

Upon receiving the news that the money had been deposited into his account, Lin Man couldn't wait to take out the financial key that his father, Lin Yaobei, had given him from his backpack, log into the bank's website, and check his account balance.

The account held 24469816.01 yuan.

Lin Man counted the string of numbers twice before he felt relieved.

The contract signed at the time was priced in US dollars, with 20 parts at $20 each, totaling $400 million.

I had already received 269 million, which is basically that much money according to the exchange rate.

It feels great to become rich overnight.

Stretching back in his chair, Lin Man turned to Wang Ju and gave her a thumbs up: "Sure enough, if you want to get rich, you still have to make a fortune unexpectedly."

Standing next to him, Wang Ju shrugged, then spread his hands and said calmly:

"My personal advice is that you should find a finance team as soon as possible, because you will need to file taxes and issue invoices. By the way, the invoices must include input tax, otherwise I'll be killed by the finance department."

Lin Man waved his hand lightly: "It's nothing, I'll go find the finance team after I'm done here."

"That's no small matter!" Wang Ju pulled up a chair and sat down, pointing at Lin Man and then at herself: "Let me explain it to you more clearly."

"With your technical skills, whether you pursue a technical or management career, you have a bright future ahead of you. Since it's a bright future, we need to be careful not to create any problems for ourselves that violate our principles."

"As long as there are no fundamental issues, everything else is minor. Paying taxes on time is a matter of principle, understand?"

"Understood!" Lin Man nodded, then gently tapped Wang Ju with his elbow: "How about you get me two people from Tilanqiao?"

The next second, he got a series of kicks to the knee from Wang Ju: "I just said, don't cause any problems with principles."

"People who have studied at Tilanqiao are very strong, but the problem is that you can't use their skills properly. If you use Tilanqiao's skills, it's like telling everyone that you want to be a corrupt official."

"In the past two years, the country has been cracking down on petty thieves like you. Believe it or not, the moment a courier from Tilanqiao arrives at your door, the disciplinary committee will show up, slap a notebook and pen in front of you, and tell you to write whatever comes to mind."

"Write down everything you can."

"I..." Lin Man was speechless. After all, he had just written it two days ago, and he had no desire to write it again.

Moreover, he has no desire to appear on any lousy TV shows.

Every time he appeared on that show, his reputation was ruined.

Noticing the confusion on his face, Wang Ju sighed:

"Let me ask around for you, are there any special requirements?"

"Do you want a man or a woman? If it's a woman, do you want someone young and pretty, or someone older and more mature?"

"Do you want someone with a curvy figure?"

Seeing that the conditions were becoming increasingly outrageous, Lin Man quickly distanced himself from Wang Ju:

"Bro, what are you doing? Are you trying to use your femininity to corrupt me?"

"You damned capitalist!"

"Heh!" Wang Ju sneered twice, raising her middle fingers with both hands, just about to say something sarcastic when the landline phone by the bed rang.

The sudden ringing made Lin Man and Wang Ju turn around abruptly. They stared at the phone for two seconds, then looked at each other, both seeing confusion in each other's eyes.

For the sake of convenience, exhibition organizers collect information about the hotels where exhibitors stay, but they do not collect specific room numbers.

Because there are specific ways to contact them, and there is also a WeChat work group.

If anything happens, just send a message in the WeChat group.

Furthermore, it's unlikely that the hotel staff had nothing better to do than eat their fill.

That's someone else!