Forced to marry a disabled man in the countryside? I'll repay you tenfold!

Director Li finally breathed a sigh of relief. He coughed lightly, put on an air of superiority, and said slowly, "Old Wang, are you sure you saw it clearly? Didn't someone just say it was obsolete stock? If it's obsolete, we can't take it. Or it's a counterfeit; those are just useless junk that look good but aren't actually useful."

Chief Engineer Wang chuckled sheepishly and waved his hands repeatedly: "Hey, that was just blind fooling around! I've checked carefully; it's a genuine, latest West German model, every part matches perfectly. Our country can't replicate this—with this technology, we wouldn't have to worry about oil for a long time!"

Director Li nodded in satisfaction, turned and grasped Su Wanqing's hand, saying solemnly, "Xiao Su, thank you, thank you to your friend! This batch of goods is exactly what we urgently need!"

Su Wanqing smiled slightly: "Then let's talk about the price."

Chief Engineer Wang immediately approached, his eyes shining: "Comrade Su, how many do you have left? Could you give them all to us? The price is negotiable!"

Su Wanqing said calmly, "Let's go with the black market price. This batch is for you. My friend has a few hundred more sets. If you can't handle them all, you can distribute them to other units."

"Several hundred sets?!" Chief Engineer Wang nearly choked on his breath, dizzy with happiness. "We can handle it all! This stuff is consumables; a set of drill bits doesn't last long. With this batch, we can finish our targets for the next three years next year!"

He had a shrewd plan – one exploration team wouldn't need that many, but there were dozens or even hundreds of drilling teams in Xinjiang alone, so if you put them together, a few hundred sets wouldn't be a problem at all.

We'll trade these few dozen sets tonight, and once we've raised enough money in a few days, we'll take the rest. Cash on delivery, no one owes anyone anything.

They were all old acquaintances, and the rest of the transaction went smoothly. Even at the black market price, Chief Engineer Wang felt he had gotten a great deal—the oil sector was wealthy and powerful; gathering gold and cash back would be no problem for them.

Su Wanqing understood that with the reform and opening up approaching, it was time to hoard some cash. But the most important thing was still gold—that was the hard currency for spatial upgrades.

This thing is only worth a few thousand dollars in West Germany, but its price has increased several times over on the black market here. According to the black market price, Su Wanqing made several times the profit. She felt that it was too greedy for her to get it for free.

Director Li felt that the black market price was incredibly profitable, and he wondered if Su Wanqing's friend had made her money back.

Both sides felt they had wronged the other and were somewhat guilty, so they were both quite polite.

After the discussion, Chief Engineer Wang immediately took his men back to raise money, leaving a few people behind to guard the equipment—this valuable stuff was about to become theirs, how could they let someone else take it back? What if it got switched?

Taking advantage of the moment, Director Li quietly leaned closer and whispered, "Xiao Su, tell me the truth, are there really only a few hundred sets?"

Su Wanqing smiled meaningfully: "Of course not."

Director Li, with a knowing look, said, "Your friend is no ordinary person. To get this level of goods, he must have connections. Tell me the truth, how many sets do you have? I'll spread the word for you—if Xinjiang can't handle it all, there's still Urumqi, Bortala, and a dozen or so other brother cities. The entire Xinjiang oil quota depends on this."

Su Wanqing whispered a number in his ear.

Director Li stumbled, nearly losing his balance: "How...how much?!"

Su Wanqing repeated it again.

Director Li swallowed hard. Even the usually tight-lipped Director Li was inwardly turmoil: Wait, did you raid their factory? How did you get so much foreign goods? Did you empty their factory? This quantity is more than all the equipment they produced this year! Was this made by your friend's father?

Also, how did you manage to transport all this stuff back? Selling it at black market prices, you're really taking a loss!

At this moment, in his mind, Su Wanqing's "friend" had risen to the level of a wonderful patriot; only charity would sell at such a low price.

But Old Li, true to form, only hesitated for ten seconds before regaining his composure. He patted his chest and said confidently, "Xiao Su, you trust me, and I trust you. Leave this to me, don't worry!"

Su Wanqing nodded: "I believe you."

That's settled then. Director Li didn't take a single penny of profit from it, but the units that sold the goods owed him a huge favor—these were things that money couldn't buy.

Of course, he also owed Su Wanqing a favor, and the debt kept growing.

Late into the night, Chief Engineer Wang returned with seven or eight large trucks. The money was counted, the goods inspected, and the transaction completed in one smooth motion.

Dozens of pieces of equipment were carefully loaded onto the truck, and gold and cash were piled up like a small mountain.

Su Wanqing and Director Li agreed on the time and place for the next transaction—the goods would be kept on the back mountain from now on, and Director Li would send someone to pick them up and then deliver the exchanged goods here, minimizing Su Wanqing's risk as much as possible.

With everything agreed upon, the convoy disappeared into the night.

Su Wanqing piled the gold and cash in an inconspicuous corner, clapped her hands, and said, "Let's go, they'll come to collect it in a bit."

Zhou Yanshen glanced around strangely—he had just checked, and there was no one around. His wife's friends really trusted her; they just left so much money lying around? Weren't they afraid someone would find it?

After the two rounded the bend in the mountain, Su Wanqing moved her mind and instantly stored the pile of valuables in her spatial storage—it was safest to keep them here with her.

Before even getting home, Su Wanqing tallied up her day's haul again—100,000 yuan in cash, plus gold worth over 300,000 yuan. That's right, this upgraded equipment was worth far more than the set from the Wucheng exhibition!

Fortunately, she was willing to spend that precious 6 kilograms of energy to upgrade, and with only a few dozen sets, the price more than doubled. It was a huge profit!

The next day, the entire Xinjiang oil industry was in an uproar.

"Have you heard? Someone's managed to get their hands on a batch of the latest West German drilling rigs! Double the efficiency, triple the drill bit life!"

"Unlimited quantity! We'll deliver as long as you pay!"

"Really? Even Daqing couldn't get their hands on this, how could we possibly have it?"

The news spread like wildfire, and countless people, their eyes red with envy, inquired everywhere—who had the goods?

However, Su Wanqing didn't care about any of that. She just wanted to hand over the work to Director Li and get paid.

She's currently busy with shiitake mushroom cultivation. She mentioned it to Liu Shuqing last time, and he sent people to build the house the very next day; it's finished now. The cultivation site is now complete, and the shiitake and silver ear mushroom spawn she's cultivating are fully mature, just waiting to be placed in the cultivation boxes for their official growth.