Siheyuan: I am the seventh uncle of Banggen

With the support of Da Piaoliang, the Japanese country is now developing rapidly, with the economy growing at a double-digit rate every year. Of course, construction in various places is also in full swing.

After leaving the hotel, I picked up a bicycle from the side of the road and rode around the center of Tokyo. No matter how expensive the equipment is, I am not afraid. No matter how much money I spend, I will get it back many times over from your bank.

The four big words "Bank of China" came into Zhang Dabao's sight. This is an old bank. When the Japanese invaded our country, they amassed a large amount of wealth in the country and plundered it desperately. Every bit of their bottom line and every penny shipped here from China was stained with the blood and tears of the Chinese people.

I just robbed you, because you are the worst. This bank is located at the bottom of an eleven-story building. There are four big characters "正金银行" on it. Judging from its size, it should be the head office, or at least the regional head office. There are many people coming in and out.

Zhang Dabiao took two hundred dollars and entered the bank. While doing business, he observed the inside of the bank. The business area was on the second floor, and there were one or two floors underground to store cash and more valuable items. There were armed security guards at the door, two of them standing at the door, and two security guards walking around with their hands in their arms.

Chapter 322: Actions in the Devil's Country

The defense level was at least two levels higher than that of banks in Hong Kong. After completing the business and getting a stack of Japanese yen, Zhang Dabiao walked out of the bank and happened to meet two soldiers from the United States.

The soldiers who had trained in the Japanese country were like the Japanese's fathers and were very respected. At this time, Zhang Dabao had an idea in his mind.

I got on my bike again and bought some local fruits and other things. I also bought some of their sake and sushi.

After a day in Tokyo, night fell and we returned to the hotel. Hu Yongjia had already returned from the negotiations, and with him came a chairman of Komatsu Company or something like that.

"Mr. Yan, thank you for your care. We can arrange the next trip for you if necessary." The little one smiled first, nodded and bowed while speaking.

"No, I want to walk around and take a look by myself. There is an old saying in our country that reading ten thousand books is not as good as traveling ten thousand miles. I want to take a look by myself. Thank you. Manager Hu, has the contract been signed?" Zhang Dabao declined the Japanese's kindness and turned to ask Hu Yongjia.

"Mr. Yan, it has been signed. Once I return to the company and pay the deposit, the contract will officially take effect," said Hu Yongjia.

"What about the delivery date?" Zhang Dabao asked again.

"President Komatsu said that there is no problem at all. They already have some equipment in their warehouse. They just need to produce a small part," said Hu Yongjia.

"That's no problem, President Kosatsu. It's a pleasure working with you. I hope we have the opportunity to cooperate again in the next step." Zhang Dabao shook hands with the Japanese and exchanged a few words. The Japanese said goodbye and left. Before leaving, he gave the two of them two sets of clothes. Zhang Dabao expressed his gratitude again.

"Manager Hu, please set up a warehouse when you get back. This will be used to store sewing equipment, weaving machines, and printing and dyeing equipment. You must also buy a factory building when you get back. It must be big," Zhang Dabao instructed Hu Yongjia again.

It was late at night. Zhang Dabao lived on the eighth floor. He opened the window and jumped down. He grabbed the window on the fourth floor and jumped again. He went out and after a few jumps, he arrived at the military camp where the American soldiers were.

These soldiers are stationed here in the Japanese army as if they are on vacation. They can eat whatever they want, drink whatever they want, and sleep with whatever women they want. The Japanese army will satisfy the demands of their foreign fathers. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is like living in heaven.

It is now past eleven o'clock in the evening, and the entire military camp is still a sea of ​​joy. A group of people are sitting around the campfire, dancing and singing. It is so comfortable.

At this time, Zhang Dabao reached the roof of the tallest building in the military camp, and the Type 92 heavy machine gun appeared in the space, with the muzzle of the heavy machine gun facing the American soldiers at the campfire.

"Ta-ta-ta-ta" the Type 92 heavy machine gun fired, and the sound spread far away in the silent night. The group of beauties were caught off guard and were knocked down in an instant. Under the stimulation of alcohol, many people forgot how to escape and began to run outside desperately. However, how could a person outrun a bullet? Some people were knocked down again. At this time, the defense team in the yard also discovered the shooting point where Zhang Dabao was located and began to fight back with submachine guns and semi-automatic guns.

After one ammunition chain was used up, Zhang Dabao took out another Type 92 heavy machine gun and continued shooting at crowded areas until the second ammunition chain was used up again. He then picked up the machine gun, jumped to the building behind, changed into black clothes, and sneaked into the military camp.

The weapons of the American devils were quite good, including armored vehicles, transport vehicles, and howitzers. They also collected more than ten of them and came to the ammunition depot. They searched everything inside and left two boxes of shells. They put grenades on the shells, pulled the fuse of the shells, and Zhang Dabao jumped out of the window. After a few leaps, he disappeared into the night. A huge explosion was heard behind him.

At this time, Zhang Dabao took out a 150mm howitzer from the space and fired two shots at the city.

When Zhang Dabao arrived in the city, Tokyo was in complete chaos. He arrived opposite the Specie Bank, took out a pack of explosives, lit it and threw it at the entrance of the building. The door on the first floor was blown open. Zhang Dabao threw the American grenades in his hand one by one. After throwing more than ten grenades, he sensed outside the door and found that there were still two people breathing inside. The others should have met their great god.

He threw two grenades to clear the way, and fired accurately with the submachine gun in his hand, taking out the last two people, and then blew up the door of the vault directly. The gold, various currencies, and valuables in the bank warehouse were all stored in the space, and then the bomb with a larger yield was taken out. With a "bang", the eleventh floor of the Bank of China collapsed, and Zhang Dabao also went far away, then returned to the downstairs of the hotel, and returned to his room upstairs by the same route.

Tokyo was in chaos all night, and the result for the two was that Hu Yongjia could not leave because all flights were suspended, and the specific reason was not given.

"Manager Hu, it's stopped, but we can't stop flying forever. Let's take a look at the steel production equipment. If there is an opportunity, we can produce steel bars ourselves." Zhang Dabao comforted Hu Yongjia.

There were checkpoints everywhere on the highway today, and all vehicles were checked very carefully. A pistol was found in a driver's car. In the past, this would not have been a big deal, but after the gun was discovered, seven policemen knocked the driver to the ground, took him to the car, and sent him away.

"Is this an action?" Hu Yongjia asked the taxi driver in Japanese.

"Maybe. I heard that the beautiful *** camp encountered a terrorist attack and many people died. Then they opened fire and hit the residential area, killing dozens of people, but these people didn't admit it. These soldiers also robbed a bank out of necessity, but they still didn't admit it," said the taxi driver.

"Are these soldiers from the beautiful country bad?" Hu Yongjia asked again.

"Especially bad," and then the taxi driver gave seven or eight examples to prove how bad these people were.

"Mr. Yan, we have arrived," Hu Yongjia called Zhang Dabao, who almost fell asleep in the car. What he did last night was so exciting. It would be great if the Japanese soldiers died, no matter who they were. It would be even better if the Da Piaoliang died. It would be even better if there was a conflict between the two groups. But it wouldn't happen, because the Japanese soldiers were so scared of the Da Piaoliang that they would tremble all over if they farted.

If Commander Zumi now wanted to sleep in the Emperor's palace, they probably wouldn't say anything, but would persuade the Emperor to agree quickly, and maybe even let their Queen take a clean bath.

There was a benefit to licking so well, which was that the Japanese economy developed rapidly after World War II.

Chapter 323

The equipment factory that Zhang Dabao and Hu Yongjia came to is a factory that specializes in the production of steel manufacturing equipment. It is called Sanying Heavy Industry. It is also a company with the blood of Chinese people on its hands. The staff are particularly arrogant. "We will not sell equipment to your countrymen." This was their first sentence. The reception staff sent out said this at the gate of their factory.

"Let's go to hell." Zhang Dabao turned around and left, keeping them in mind. Hu Yongjia, who was behind him, hurriedly chased after him. As Zhang Dabao walked too fast, he almost didn't catch up with Zhang Dabao.

"Mr. Yan, these people are very proud and they hate Chinese people. They especially listen to those in the West. They do whatever they are told to do and they don't have any opinions of their own," Hu Yongjia explained.

"Manager Hu, let's stop looking and go buy some things. It would be inappropriate if we didn't buy some local specialties to take back here. What are the local specialties here?" Zhang Dabao changed the subject.

"The electronic products here are pretty good. The televisions, radios, tape recorders, and cameras are all pretty good. The watches they produce are of okay quality," Hu Yongjia said quickly.

"Let's go and buy a camera first. Do you have a color one?" Zhang Dabao asked again.

"Yes, Canon and Philips are both good, but a bit expensive," said Hu Yongjia.

"What's the big deal if it's expensive? As long as the product is good, it's fine," Zhang Dabiao said. Would I tell you that I received money from a bank yesterday? Would I care about 10,000 or 20,000 yuan of Japanese money?

We took a taxi again to the shopping mall and bought three cameras and five watches. We could have bought the others, but they were not easy to carry, so we gave up after thinking about it. Then we went shopping and ate sashimi, sushi, etc. Another day passed.

It was late at night, and there was still a drizzle in the sky. There was no one on the streets of Tokyo today. It might be a curfew. Zhang Dabiao appeared near the American military camp again. There was no bonfire party today. The whole military camp was quiet, with only patrol teams walking back and forth.

Zhang Dabiao thought for a while, and came to the seaside five miles outside the military camp. There were a total of ten 150 howitzers in the space, all of which were placed on the road by the sea. Zhang Dabiao was not an artilleryman, but he could fire them. As for how accurate they were, that was not guaranteed. Today he still wanted to create chaos, not to kill many American soldiers. The cannons were fired one by one, and they had to run quickly after they were put away. The speed of these American soldiers was still good. Zhang Dabiao had been gone for less than three minutes when the enemy's artillery fire came.

Zhang Dabao made several leaps and appeared at the door of Sanying Heavy Industry.

It was quiet inside Sanying Heavy Industry today, with no workers working the night shift, which facilitated Zhang Dabao's actions. He sneaked into the factory and entered the warehouse, where there were steelmaking equipment, continuous casting machines and so on. Since he was already there, Zhang Dabao was not polite at all and directly put them all into the space. Then he took out the cannon again in the factory and fired it again in the direction of the Da Piaoliang military camp. After this round, Zhang Dabao put away the cannon and jumped out quickly. He reacted quickly again. Three minutes later, he received the artillery fire from Da Piaoliang. The entire Sanying Heavy Industry was bombed into ruins. Zhang Dabao then returned to the hotel the same way he came.

"Manager Hu, the Japanese are in chaos here every day, either shooting or setting off bombs. It's too unsafe. Let's go back together," Zhang Dabao said to Hu Yongjia after getting up the next day.

"It's better to go back. I also feel that this place is chaotic. There was quite a commotion last night. Could it be that there are rebels?" Hu Yongjia asked Zhang Dabao.

"Who knows? As long as we can leave, we will leave immediately. You can ask the front desk later," said Zhang Dabao.

"Okay, Mr. Yan." Hu Yongjia did not wait, but went to the front desk immediately. He got the news that he could leave almost tomorrow. He came back and talked to Zhang Dabao about it. Zhang Dabao smiled and said nothing.

Zhang Dabao and Hu Yongjia stayed in Guizi's place for another day. Early the next morning, the front desk came to inform them that flights had resumed, so Zhang Dabao and Hu Yongjia set off back to Hong Kong.

The first thing they did after returning to Hong Kong was to buy land, especially factories, both big and small, and the bigger the better. Hu Yongjia notified several real estate agencies and got a lot of information. Zhang Dabao and the agents went to see a lot of them, and finally bought two old factories covering an area of ​​more than 90 acres, and two vacant lots of about acres. Finally, they bought a yard covering an area of ​​ or acres in the city center, and a small factory with a three-story storefront.

There are two large factories, one of which can be moved into after a repair. Zhang Dabao plans to put weaving and printing and dyeing in it; the second 90-acre factory workshop has collapsed and needs to be rebuilt. He plans to build a standard electronics factory workshop with reference to the drawings of later generations. For quite a long time in later generations, electronic products have been the most profitable products; one of the acres is planned to be developed into real estate, and the other is close to the dock and will be used as a warehouse; the small factory building in the city center is the office space for the reception office, and the three-story street-facing building is particularly suitable for opening a restaurant. This time, he will go back to find a chef, bring Yu Li over, and let her be responsible for opening the restaurant.

We can build an office building behind the hotel. We have quite a few industries now. If we put them all up and running, we will definitely need some management personnel, so building an office building is put on the agenda.

Haoran Company, which cooperates with Zhong Daohao, is a professional company specializing in real estate-related matters. It has a construction company of its own, and several others are registered under its own company name. Everyone knows the truth that it is good to enjoy the shade under a big tree. It pays a little fee, but can save a lot of trouble. It is a win-win situation.

He met with Zhong Daohao and asked Haoran Company to build a factory and office building for his family.

After returning to his home, Zhang Dabao counted the equipment he had collected from Sanying Heavy Industry in his space. There were five steelmaking furnaces, all of which were 10-ton coal furnaces, and two continuous casting machines.

Sell ​​three sets of furnaces and one set of continuous casting machine to the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill. The three sets of furnaces can produce more than 500 tons a day and a night. The continuous casting machine will make the molten steel into steel billets, and then pull out various types of steel bars. In this way, the equipment of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill will become more advanced, and the output will more than double, which can be regarded as an explanation to Li Huaide.

Now a new problem has arisen: how to ship it back to the factory? The Hong Kong authorities do not want China to have advanced equipment, and have imposed a ban on many things from China. I cannot explain why I brought it directly, so I have to find a way.

After thinking for a long time without coming up with a good solution, Zhang Dabao took a day off at home and then came to the company.

Chapter 324 Transportation Issues

"Cousin, it's me. Is it free to talk?" Zhang Dabao called Li Huaide.

"Wait a moment, then you can talk." Li Huaide asked the person who came to the office to report on work to go out first, and then spoke into the phone.

"The equipment you mentioned last time is now confirmed," said Zhang Dabao.

"Really? That's great, where is the goods?" Li Huaide was a little excited.

"The goods will arrive here from the Japanese in about a month. However, it's not easy to transport them to our factory. They have an embargo on these things, and it's difficult to leave the dock. You can ask the higher-ups if there is any good solution. If not, I'll think of another way. I'll be going back in two days, so we can discuss it together," said Zhang Dabao.

"Let me ask my cousin's husband, he should have a solution," Li Huaide thought of Qiao Baozhong.

"Okay, it's better to think of a solution in advance. Three sets of furnaces and one set of continuous casting machine have an annual output of about 180,000 tons. We also need to build a new workshop. You can ask relevant domestic experts on how to build the workshop. This work can be done in advance." Zhang Dabao instructed Li Huaide again.

"Thank you, kid." Li Huaide listened to Zhang Dabiao's words, and his heart was filled with mixed feelings. He didn't know how much the kid had suffered. He didn't know where Zhang Dabiao got the equipment from.

"Do we need to talk about this? I will be back in two days, and we can talk about the rest when we meet." Zhang Dabao said a few more words to Li Huaide and hung up the phone.

Li Huaide put down the phone, smoked a cigarette, and came to Yang Weihua's office.

"What's wrong? Have you encountered any problems? Did Liu Lan have a fight with you?" Yang Weihua said with a smile.

"I'm not in the mood to talk about this. The equipment you mentioned last time has arrived. It will arrive in Hong Kong in a month, but how will it be transported to us?" Li Huaide said.

"Do you have any good ideas? If not, I will go to Minister Shi?" Yang Weihua said.

"Minister Shi is in charge of us, but he doesn't care about the ship or things outside. We have to find my cousin's husband," said Li Huaide.

"Let's go find Minister Qiao. How can Minister Qiao find out if we just stay in the factory?" Yang Weihua said.

"I'm afraid that my cousin will know that Da Biao went out. If my cousin knows, she will say that you sent him out. She won't scold you, and she won't be embarrassed to scold you. At most, she will show unhappiness," said Li Huaide.

"Why don't we just go to the ministry? Can Minister Qiao go home and talk about this? How can he be a good factory director if he thinks about these messy things every day? Let's go," Yang Weihua said, pulling Li Huaide and they came to the Ministry of Foreign Trade.

"Move it from Hong Kong to Guangzhou, or even better, to Tianjin. There are hundreds of cubic meters of stuff, and each one is quite large. Director Yang and Huaide, you have given me a difficult problem," said Qiao Baozhong.

Yang Weihua and Li Huaide lowered their heads and did not speak, listening to Qiao Baozhong talking alone.

"The key issue now is how to pass through Hong Kong Customs. Let me think about it," Qiao Baozhong paced back and forth in the office.

"There are risks. We can bribe one or two people, but sometimes the British and Mao Zedong military will come on board to inspect. We have finally got advanced equipment from outside. If something goes wrong here, we will become sinners. Let me think about it. When Da Biao comes back, you bring him to me and we will discuss it together," said Qiao Baozhong.

Yang Weihua and Li Huaide nodded and left the Ministry of Foreign Trade.

"Huaide, the minister called me this morning and said that Director Mao has officially retired. I should have been approved by the ministerial committee, so I have to go to the ministry in the next two days. You are the one in charge of the factory's affairs. Alas! I didn't expect that after joining the team since I left the team at Seventeen and working for a lifetime, I still can't get rid of the idea of ​​​​progress, and it is all thanks to you and Da Biao. Huaide, thank you," Yang Weihua said to Li Huaide with a smile.

"I used to want to be the boss and make decisions every day, but now I don't have such an idea at all. If I can't solve a problem myself, I just tell the boss. I have discovered the problem myself, but as for solving the problem, I can't solve everything, right? It would be great to pass it up. For example, now that you're gone, what should I do? The workshop has not been built yet, and the equipment has not been shipped in. The installation and debugging are a mess..." Li Huaide actually received this news in the morning.

"That's your business as the new factory director. It has nothing to do with me. You finally got out, and you still want me to take responsibility for you again? Don't even think about it," Yang Weihua said with a smile.

Zhangjia Village of Xiangyang Commune launched a satellite again, shocking all the surrounding villages. They immediately sent fifty people to the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill. Even Secretary Liu of the commune came to the village to ask Zhang Zhiling if he had any good ideas.

"Old Zhang, what's going on?" Secretary Liu asked Zhang Zhiling.

"Leader, this is the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill's counterpart support for our village. Their factory leaders know our village is in difficulty and taking care of us is not a good thing. It's all temporary help and they will come back at the end of the year. After the villagers left, there were not enough people on the fields, and the village also has plans to build roads," said Zhang Zhiling.