I am inseparable from sin. Saint Jose murmured in his sleep, and someone seemed to be wiping his face, but he felt that he was dreaming.
He dreamed of being majestic, capturing Mad Dog Rooney, and scolding Fang Qiu. Then he dreamed of being bankrupt, with factories closing down, banks liquidating, and falling into the streets.
I also dreamed about my relatives and friends in my previous life, and when I replayed them in flashbacks, my dreams began to become a little blurry.
The corners of his eyes were a little moist for a moment, and there seemed to be many things dreamed about in various bizarre dreams. The fragments of memory turned into dreams, like broken soap bubbles, caught but broken.
A sigh.
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Early the next morning, St. Jose had a splitting headache. Damn it, he shouldn't have drank so much last night. The original owner's alcohol capacity was really terrible. This was top-grade tequila, with a strength similar to that of vodka. Fortunately, it didn't. Going for a drunk driving or something, I opened my eyes in a daze.
There seems to be something wrong with the surrounding environment. This does not seem to be my home. Hiss, Saint Jose took a breath and looked at the clothes he was wearing. Fortunately, it was not a new time travel. A carp jumped from the sofa. I got up and walked to the window. It was still a familiar environment. In the early morning of Kecheng, it was just dawn and the cleaners were cleaning the streets.
The person he just fell asleep on seems to be someone else's sofa. The layout of the living room is a bit similar to his own, and the floor is on the same floor as his, and even in the same direction, San Jose judged.
"Mr. Saint Jose, wake up. You slept at the door of my house last night, and then you danced and talked incomprehensible words, crying and laughing. Then I heard a bang and was startled. Because I didn't find the key to your house, I dragged you back to my house to prevent any accidents." A familiar voice came from behind, it was the neighbor Ms. Elena, she explained.
Saint Jose breathed a sigh of relief, with an apologetic look on his face. He touched the pockets of his pants and found that his wallet and keys were gone. What a shameless thief, he just took away his wallet and even the keys. The level of public security in Kecheng. Urgent need to improve! But it’s possible that I left it in the hotel, or lost it on the road.
"Thank you very much, Ms. Elena. I really caused trouble to you last night. I'm really sorry." St. Jose turned to look at the place where the voice came from, lowered his head and said shyly.
I wonder if I have drunk too much and gone crazy. Although I don’t have any memory in my brain, it’s quite scary. Is this a fragmented experience? My vigilance is too low. This is the first time I’ve been drunk since I came here, and it must be the last time. .
Ms. Elena was wearing a pair of light pink pajamas, walking barefoot on the wooden floor. Her hair was simply tied up with a purple bow headband. She had some dark circles under her eyes. She probably didn't sleep well last night.
"It's okay. I was really busy last night, but neighbors should help each other. I couldn't find the key last night. Maybe you can contact the landlord..." Elena said in a light voice, and then handed the It's hard to imagine how much effort it takes for a petite girl to move a 1.8-meter boy from outside the house to the sofa.
"Thank you so much. If it weren't for you, I might have slept outside the door all night. By the way, the weather is a bit hot today, compared to yesterday." Sheng Hesei looked apologetic. No, neighbors help each other. But there are very few.
St. Jesus felt that Elena's words were not quite right, and did not refute. He was about to pull his tie, but it seemed to have been taken off. He glanced at the table, then took the transparent glass water glass, gulped, gulped, gulped, and drank. The taste is unusually sweet.
"It's a bit hot and muggy. I wonder if it's going to rain, but there are no dark clouds in the sky outside the window." Elena pointed to the weather outside the window.
"Maybe summer is coming. This glass of boiled water is really good. I'm sorry that I drank it all in one gulp," Saint Jose felt that he was somewhat impolite and quickly apologized.
"I added a little honey, maybe it can relieve the hangover, but I have never drank alcohol. Someone told me, would you like to take me to the library later? It's okay. Do you want another drink?" Elaine Na looked at St. Jose with her big eyes, as bright as sapphires, and her eyelashes were so long.
"That's no need, ah, my car is parked over there at the factory, and I feel a little dizzy. I must be drunk, so I'm prone to accidents." In fact, I just finished drinking the honey water and my headache is better, but Saint Jose was not used to the attention of girls, and she was a female neighbor whom she only met three or four times.
"How about I go find Kate to get the spare key first, and then take a shower and change clothes," St. Jose added. He already couldn't bear the smell of alcohol. His beard was unshaven and he didn't shave cleanly. His image was very bad. , I guess I didn’t vomit it out last night...
"Okay, you can come over for breakfast later. I'm about to prepare breakfast, and I'll prepare an extra one~" Elena pursed her lips and invited her expectantly.
"Okay, this is something I can't refuse. I'm already hungry. I'm going to get the spare key right away." Saint Jose was indeed a little hungry, and then said goodbye and walked downstairs. There was no elevator, which was a problem.
After walking a few steps, I found the old man from the rental agency, explained it, and got the spare key from him. I returned to the apartment, which was still in a mess and had not been tidied up. San Jose heated the hot water. While you're preparing the hot water, take out your razor and shave your beard carefully.
The clean shaven beard yesterday morning already had a hint of light blue stubble, so he worked carefully.
Not long after shaving, the hot water was boiled. She took a hot shower and finally felt comfortable all over. She changed into clean clothes and tidied herself up in the mirror before going to attend the opening ceremony.
A brief glance at the newspaper showed that nothing else important had happened, except that the big newspapers in the city began to report in more detail. The small newspapers were still headline-grabbers. In order to attract sales, the name of the specific person in charge, Saint Jose, was also revealed without a photo. Saint Hesse never spoke to reporters, and the military did not disclose it.
St. Jose feels that he does not need to be too famous now, so he never lets anyone take pictures of him.
Breakfast was eaten with Elena, a plate of black pepper pasta, a bowl of Italian soup, and a few slices of toasted soft bread.
The pasta was seasoned with onions, tomatoes, and fennel. It tasted good and exuded the wonderful aroma of food. Saint Jose couldn't help but swallow.
The thick soup tastes salty and sweet. It also contains beef cubes, diced onions, diced carrots, and celery. It tastes very good when you drink it in one sip. It is not a dark dish. Although I am not used to such a combination in my memory, it is appetizing. Wide open.
"Miss Elena, I didn't expect that your cooking skills are so good. It is very rare for a young and beautiful lady like you to have such good cooking skills. This is really a delicious food given by God." Elena should also believe in Catholicism. , Saint Jose praised exaggeratedly, then dipped the sliced bread into the soup and took a bite, it was quite delicious.
"This is a new way of eating that I invented." In my previous life, I liked to tear the buns into pieces and put them into the mutton soup, and I ate it a few times.
"Okay, I'll try too." Elena followed suit, took a bite of bread, held her chin in one hand, and looked at it with sapphire eyes.
"Well, it is indeed a delicious way to eat it. The hard texture of the bread matches the salty and sweet soup, which is neutralized after soaking." Saint Jose pretended to understand and nodded repeatedly.
"By the way, Mr. St. Jose, it's not good to be too honest." After Elena said this, she hurried to the kitchen.
"Hmm...ah?..." Saint Joseph was confused and didn't understand for a moment.
Then it was time to chat. Saint Jose looked at his watch and saw that it was only eight o'clock.
After chatting and getting to know each other more or less, Mary King said that she saw St. Jose looking handsome in uniform that day, but later on, they lived in school and the two didn't see much.
Elena is Hispanic, and her parents are doing business in Putrajaya. Saint Jose is not very interested in these things.
I called Aragon and asked him to drive the rented car to pick him up. Aragon had already obtained his driver's license.
More than half an hour later, Aragorn arrived late.
"Xiao Gong, how were you last night?" Saint Jose asked, looking at Aragorn who looked somewhat ugly.
"Hey, boss, don't mention it. I was carried back home! It took six people to carry me back. I heard what my neighbor said. He almost called the police!" Aragorn was also drunk yesterday. It doesn't seem very serious. Aragorn is the younger brother in terms of drinking capacity, although he always has a lot of wine in his house.
"Aren't you a good drinker? You're known as the little prince of tequila," St. Jose joked.
"Boss, you know, I only drank one cup of tequila last night and then I collapsed... It's completely different from what I usually drink. Give me something that I can drink at least two cups of, yes, two cups." , Aragorn emphasized.
"Haha, Xiao Gong, you, you, you," Saint Jose didn't know how to answer the question.
The two looked at each other and laughed heartily.
My depression has also improved a bit.
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Elena changed her clothes. Today she is still wearing a light blue dress with a ponytail. She looks young and beautiful. Aragorn is driving seriously and very cautiously. Fortunately, the urban area is not big and there are not many cars on the road. Otherwise, Surely Aragorn would be honked wildly.
The two took Elena to the Central Library and said goodbye to each other.
For safety, the two of them put on body armor as usual. Fortunately for Saint Jose, Aragorn's clothes looked a little funny. Today's body armor is not as thin as that of later generations, but rather heavy.
Aragorn was also about to put on a helmet, but was stopped by Saint Jose. There was no need to go to this extent. Some people from the Byrd Brotherhood did run away, and Aragorn's caution was also necessary, so both of them put on helmets. .
Getting ready to drive to Maria Town, Cross and the people from the city hall were already on the road.
"Xiao Gong, we will go to Maria Town later to attend the opening ceremony of the new factory."
"Your skills should be fine, right? It's more than a hundred kilometers away," Saint Jose asked, a little worried.
"Boss, there's absolutely no problem. I'm already a mature driver," Aragorn assured, patting his chest. After getting his driver's license, Aragorn hadn't touched a car a few times. This was a rare opportunity to familiarize himself with the operation.
"This time I'm driving a new-style Jeep rented from a car rental agency. I'm very familiar with it." Seeing that Saint Jose was a little worried, Aragorn continued, his eyes a little dodgey.
"Well, okay, we'll leave later."
Aragorn really doesn't look like an experienced driver when driving. He drives slowly at about 20 kilometers per hour.
"Xiao Gong, how about I drive the car? At your speed, the groundbreaking ceremony won't even be over yet."
"Boss, you can also drive."
"Nonsense, who doesn't know how to drive?" The two got out of the car and changed seats. They drove the car in manual gear, pulled up the handbrake, then moved into third gear, stepped on the accelerator to 80, and went at a fast pace.
"Boss, drive slower, drive slower," Aragorn said nervously, holding the car window firmly with both hands.
Saint Jose smiled and continued to add to 90.
An hour and a half later, we arrived at Maria Town.
The mayor of the town, Cavo, was leading people to greet him, including people from the city hall, tax bureau, commercial banks, Argentine Petroleum Company, etc., but most of them were not of high rank.
St. Jose got out of the car and said hello and briefly exchanged greetings. Then the group went straight to the new factory. They said it was one factory, but in fact it was two factories. One was a plastic bottle factory and the other was a plastic raw material factory. The plastic raw material factory is The factory where San Jose applied for a loan, and the plastic bottle factory was built as a clandestine factory.
A modern factory building rose from the ground. When recruiting workers for this, San Jose offered a fixed basic salary of 4,000 pesos a month. The conditions were quite good. If you do well, you can get 7,000 to 8,000 pesos a month. It can basically reach an average of 6,000 pesos. One month.
It attracted many workers from the town to join, and San Jose also recruited workers from outside the town. This factory was very impressive, and a large amount of money was invested in it.
The production volume is also very scary, with a continuous flow of bottles and raw materials being transported and processed through the small port.
The raw materials for the plastic come from the oil refinery in La Pula, and the new bottles also allow San Jose to gradually release new production capacity in the next step.
"Mayor Cavo, thank you for your support. Thank you also to the people at the city hall." St. Jose shook hands with Mayor Cavo.
Then there is the small auditorium in the town where he gives a speech as a speaker.
"Our factory will increase production in the future, strive for more tax payments, and provide more jobs. If possible, we will set up a beverage factory and renovate the dock," Saint Jose said in his speech, drawing a big pie.
After the speech, a group of people visited the factory and looked at the fully automatic production line of the factory that had officially started. Cross was the part-time director, and Qingyun was trained as the deputy director. He would be trained as the director later. Cross could not be there all the time. Keep your eyes on this side, the factory in Kecheng needs him more now.
Bottles are produced one by one in a few seconds, with matching bottle caps, and then packaged and transported to the factory in Prali on the outskirts of the city. The produced bottles are also sent to Putrajaya to meet the growing sales market. need.
Soda in plastic bottles is lighter and more transparent, and can also be wrapped with a plastic advertising film and logo on the outer packaging. It is a great invention that became popular in the late World War II.
The transparent bottles contain light green apple-flavored soda, orange-colored orange soda, transparent lemon-flavored soda, black blackcurrant-flavored soda, and red watermelon-flavored soda.
San Jose has already planned to roll it out to the national market. This will be a more convenient product than glass bottle soda. It can be carried around, which is very convenient and will make more profits.
This will be the world's first commercial plastic bottle factory, earlier than Coca-Cola. The carefully customized plastic bottle factory equipment production line, after four or five months of debugging, the first-generation bottles have been able to produce safe and reliable food-grade plastics. bottle.
Although the output of the plastic factory is not large yet, Argentina's National Petroleum Company has fully supported this plastic bottle factory, because this plastic bottle factory requires a huge amount of refining by-products from the oil plant every month.
It can increase a lot of extra income, and the price is not low. Saint Jose is making every effort to reserve the raw materials for plastics: polyester, polyethylene, polypropylene and other raw materials.
As an emerging industry, the petrochemical industry currently does not receive much attention. It is not blocked by the United States and other countries. Saint Jose has easily obtained new production methods.
The equipment deposit is completely set up according to San Jose. We cooperate with the chemical laboratory of the University of Cordoba. With the guidance of San Jose, we can make rapid progress in just a few months, directly from the production of plastic products to the invention and mass production of safe food. grade plastic bottles.
The next step is to build momentum across the country and even the world. Saint-Jesse predicts that the production process of food-grade plastic bottles will allow him to make a small fortune and relieve financial pressure. He does not plan to take action personally. Cross will be the speaker at this conference. The person and the main operator may also bring along the Redwood Investment team.
The group visited Argentina's first modern chemical plastics factory, which will rise at a rapid pace. If the funds are sufficient, they can consider acquiring the Sean Glass Factory and moving it here together, and then build a brand new soda filling facility here. factory to control the source of raw materials and help expand soda sales.
This factory did not receive much attention from other international companies, and he deliberately kept a low profile. He only said that it was related to the production of the glass factory. The loan he was able to obtain was also due to luck. Kecheng was still far from being world-class. .
The group nodded frequently. Although they could not understand clearly, it did not affect their performance. They all expressed great satisfaction. The top management of Maria Town and the representatives of the city hall, headed by the mayor of Cabo, also looked happy and felt that Saint Jose He is a very dependable person with great courage. He has opened up such a huge production monster in just a few months.
Personnel from the tax bureau also announced some tax preferential policies, but the mayor of Kecheng did not attend the groundbreaking ceremony because of the long distance. Representatives of the Argentine Petroleum Company also signed a larger-scale raw material cooperation plan on the spot. .
At the end of the event and celebration, Saint Jose left the noisy crowd and walked alone on the path, followed by Aragorn from a distance.
St. Jose looked at the Pampas grassland in the distance, feeling a little lost in thought. He seemed to have lost something in his heart, but he didn't know what it was. He felt a little uncomfortable for a moment.
After cleaning up my mood, I didn't go to the dinner prepared by the mayor. I had a simple meal with Aragon at a small restaurant in the town. I didn't drink any alcohol and hurried back to the rented apartment.
