The sun sets in the west and rises in the east.
Liu Chuanxiong, who is in his seventies this year, is burning incense and worshiping the gods in front of the sacred cage in the backyard of his home.
It's been a bad year recently.
First, the small target of 930 meters accumulated by four generations over the years was lost, and then the equity interests in two Tuao mines were lost in the paper gold incident.
Even the total of 500 tons of gold he bought for the boss behind Aiguo was lost.
Extremely bad luck! A bad year!
"Grandpa," Liu Ya walked from the direction of the main house and said softly, "We have guests from the Dwarf Kingdom coming to visit."
Soon, Liu Chuanxiong met the foreign dignitaries alone in a quiet study room, and he bowed at ninety degrees.
"Mr. Liu," said the dwarf man in a kimono with a mustache under his nose, "I have two things to do with you this time."
Liu Chuanxiong stood up straight and said, "Please tell me."
"The first is to suppress unfriendly lathe manufacturing competition; the second is to suppress unfriendly technical restrictions and raw material bans."
"Raw materials?" Liu Chuanxiong didn't understand.
"Yes," the middle-aged man from the short country affirmed, "including hand-shredded steel and several important chemical reagents;
It is not only necessary to control the manufacturers, but also preferably the mining areas, and try to prevent such bad behavior from happening next time. "
"Okay," Liu Chuanxiong nodded, "This is easier. I have done this before and have been making steady progress. I will increase my efforts in execution."
"Please Chuan Xiongjun to make unremitting efforts, let us jointly promote the progress of the industry, maintain trade fairness, and crack down on unfriendly behaviors."
Liu Chuanxiong nodded heavily.
The two men then held a secret conversation for ninety minutes, and finally Liu Chuanxiong personally sent the guest away.
After the guests left, Liu Ya, with short hair down to her neck, came up behind her grandfather Liu Chuanxiong.
"We have suffered too many losses in the past year," Liu Chuanxiong slowly looked back at his granddaughter and said, "We need to find ways to make up for it as soon as possible."
"what do you mean?"
"Loss outside the wall, make up for it within the wall," Liu Chuanxiong gritted his teeth, "Our reputation is not good anyway, I have promised the Dwarf people;
Cooperate with them to suppress and acquire potential machine tool companies in country D, and suppress the advancement of advanced machinery and technology. "
"Okay," Liu Ya, with short hair and big eyes, agreed, "It's still the old method. First, trick the factory into increasing production capacity, or trick the factory into investing in p2p and owing a large amount of loans;
Then use foreign high-quality and cheap machine tools to target factory customers in a targeted manner, leaving the factory in dire straits, and then collect foreign capital for acquisition. "
"That's it," Liu Chuanxiong nodded, "Although the method is not high, the effect is good, and it succeeds every time."
The grandfather and grandson simply discussed it, and a team of more than 100 people followed to execute it.
Just like opening a branch, copy and paste, it’s easy to do, the method is mature.
As for the ban on the export of technological products, this is simple. The ban is on 0.02 mm steel, and you can tamper with the list of export goods.
The export is 0.02, written as 0.2, and it is not difficult to make some money.
But it is more difficult to control such technology companies and requires some effort.
Zhang Jing didn't know about Liu Chuanxiong's "making up for the losses outside the wall" and a series of vicious plans.
Because alcoholism is highly contagious and has a long incubation period, he stayed in the small town of Beverly, spending time with his girlfriend while writing and reading diaries.
The inheritance study room is in the mithril space, and every book in it is a diary handwritten by the predecessor.
As the inheritor, Zhang Jing has the obligation to contribute to the content of the study and continue the inheritance.
Until two days later, I accidentally read a diary written by the first-generation founder Zhang Bixian.
Four words in one sentence caught Zhang Jing's attention.
'Deep Sea Sound'
The general meaning is that someone in his mind woke him up when he fell overboard in the sea, that is, when he was drowned.
If you don't have enough experience, you won't think much about these four words, but Zhang Jing is looking for the 'third form of animal'.
Could this be a 'third form animal' living in the sea?
The possibility is unlikely. It may just be Zhang Bixian's instinctive sense of survival.
But we don’t rule out encountering animals in the third form.
The problem is, Zhang Bixian's diary did not write down where he fell into the water.
This was embarrassing. Zhang Jing had nowhere to look.
There is another question, even animals in the third form are still alive after nearly four hundred years?
No matter what, Zhang Jing needs to try.
Then he went through all Zhang Bixian's diaries, and based on the time and age he boarded the ship from the south of the great country, as well as all the few words he said, he calculated the location of his distress.
Not to mention, Zhang Jing actually guessed a vague location, maybe - Phuket Island!
Phuket is also Thailand.
Considering the route, Malacca to the Bay of Bengal is about 1,600 kilometers, and this long distance is possible.
What's more, it's in the sea, where can I find it?
There was no need to worry about Leopard beer. With nothing to do, Zhang Jing decided to go to Temasek, cross the Strait of Malacca, and look for it slowly.
Find the best you can't find when on vacation.
But because alcoholism spreads so quickly, it is a little troublesome to enter Temasek now.
Just fly directly to Phuket.
Rent a Boeing 747 aircraft and fly from Phuket to Bangkok in 16 hours, landing at 5pm local time.
Liang Jieyang’s natal family, the Liang family in Phuket, is the richest family in the area.
However, whether one is rich or not has nothing to do with Zhang Jing. The larger the family, the weaker the family ties.
Fortunately, Liang Jieyang had a grandmother who loved her. She found Wen Li's path and came to Zhang Jing's side, and now she is the head of the Blanche Laboratory.
Go to the hotel first, the Hilton Hotel.
With the accumulated points from previous stays, you can get a business suite on the 40th floor for free.
One bedroom and one living room.
The building towers into the clouds, and the scenery outside the window is unique.
Simply wash up and put on light navy blue shorts and a coconut palm print short-sleeved T-shirt.
Wearing a pair of black soft-soled running shoes, they are relaxed and comfortable, allowing you to start running in time when encountering danger.
After taking the electric building downstairs, passing through the air-conditioned hall with a floor height of about ten meters, Zhang Jing came outside.
Long ago, when he first arrived in a place, Zhang Jinghui went looking for snacks in order to understand the local people.
Later, I changed unknowingly. When I first arrived in a place, I first looked for a nightclub.
Of course, it is also to understand the public sentiment and not to act recklessly.
I casually had a meal of coconut crab meat rice on the roadside, and found a nightclub called 'Dalibo' according to the navigation on my mobile phone.
It was still early, the nightclub was deserted at six o'clock, and the air-conditioning was only as good as before.
"Give me a glass of rock beer, please," Zhang Jing walked to the high chair in front of the bar and sat down on the high chair as he spoke, greeting the bartender in overalls and trousers, "and give me a glass of tequila brewed by Shelter Slope."
"The government started banning alcohol three days ago," the bartender said, holding his hands on the inside of the bar, "So, no."
Zhang Jing is speechless, how can he pick up girls without wine?
No...this can be Phuket. What you see with your eyes may not be true. What our ancestors said does not apply here.
"Forget it," Zhang Jing was not disappointed, "Please give me a glass of mango juice with more ice."
The handsome bartender nodded and quickly squeezed a glass of mango juice for Zhang Jingxian.
It tasted good. After drinking a glass, Zhang Jing asked for another glass of mango juice.
Seeing Zhang Jing looking both leisurely and wealthy, the bartender quietly sent a message.
After a while, a young woman wearing a printed long skirt, a pink bellyband, and an empty back came to strike up a conversation.
"A big countryman?" the woman asked, sitting next to Zhang Jing.
Zhang Jing nodded. Although his original ID card had its corners cut off, he still had a Xiangjiang ID card.
The young woman smiled and invited, "Shall I take you to a fun place?"
Putting down the juice cup, Zhang Jing jumped down from the high stool. He wanted to play, but he came too early and there was no one in the nightclub yet.
The woman led the way, leading Zhang Jing to leave from the back door of the nightclub and enter a building through an alley.
Take the stairs to the two underground floors and arrive at another 'nightclub'.
Different from a regular nightclub, there is a simple octagonal cage in the middle of the venue. Surrounding the cage are some round tables, six or seven of which have guests.
"You can drink here," the woman wearing a pink bellyband said seductively, "and you can also place bets on winning or losing. The next game starts in ten minutes."
"Nice!" Zhang Jing expressed his liking, "Is there any real girl?"
"Those who wear bracelets are real girls, and those who wear watches are fake girls," the woman looked around with a smile and said, "But whether they are real or fake, you need to chase them by yourself."
Zhang Jing understands.
To see who wins more, the girl will take the initiative to post the bets to encourage more people to place bets, and the banker will earn more commissions.
I finally figured out how to distinguish real girls from fake girls, and this time I got it right!
