Zhao Xuebin, the eldest disciple of Wang Aiguo, the leader among the masters, is Zhang Jiaqiang's senior brother.
Zhao Xuebin stood up straight and said, "Director, just give the orders. As long as we don't break away from the benchwork and casting, we can make anything!"
Zhang Jiaqiang revealed several shiny silver coins with his backhand.
"I'll ask you to make this kind of thing. Make a replica of each item. The requirements are the same as the real thing!"
The oldest Master Yang put on his reading glasses and looked at it carefully and said.
"If you want to mass-produce, at least you need a press. Well, it should have a pressure of more than 100 tons. But if you make a few pieces, it will be easy. We can cast it and then engrave it, but it needs to be mixed with pure silver and some copper and iron!"
Professional!
Zhang Jiaqiang handed a few silver coins to Master Yang, "The materials and tools are all ready-made. If anything is missing, just ask for it. Then I will leave it to Master Yang for the technical aspects. Brother Zhao will be responsible for the management. I hope to see the results as soon as possible!" "
The eyes of all the masters were shining with excitement, and they patted their chests and promised to complete it as soon as possible.
Zhang Jiaqiang walked out of the main room and saw two idlers sitting in the courtyard.
He called his uncle over first.
"Brother Xiucheng, is your injury completely healed?"
Ye Xiucheng grinned, "The injury is a fracture on the outer wall of the orbit. It doesn't affect driving. It's boring at home, so why not go out and do some exercise!"
Then he handed over a large canvas bag, "Wang Hanmei asked me to bring this!"
Looking at Wang Hanmei's signature big bag, Zhang Jiaqiang couldn't help but smile. He opened the zipper and saw that it was filled with brand-new banknotes. A rough estimate should be more than one million.
Ye Xiucheng said, "This is one million, Jia Qiang, you can count it!"
When I saw Ye Xiucheng this time, I always felt that he was less decadent, as if he had been reborn, and he must have completely come out of the haze.
This can be regarded as a prodigal who can never change his fortune. Zhang Jiaqiang zipped it up without counting the money. He still had some trust in his brother-in-law.
"I will arrange for you to rest in the hotel later. We also need a car here. You can stay for a few days, is that okay?"
Ye Xiucheng's face showed a bit of helplessness, but he had no choice but to nod in agreement.
"Jia Qiang, Xiu Mei didn't come with you, that woman just now..."
Zhang Jiaqiang said in a deep voice, "Xiumei is spending the summer at my grandma's house. As for that woman, you don't have to worry at all. There must be trust between relatives. Just like I didn't count the money just now, you should also trust that I won't do anything." Sorry about the beautiful eyebrows!"
Ye Xiucheng smiled and said, "Blame me, blame me. Don't talk about this kind of thing anymore. I'll wait for you in the car!"
Zhang Jiaqiang called Zhou Dahei to him.
"Why are you following me, escorting the car?"
Zhou Dahei smiled bitterly and said, "I missed my daughter and thought she was here, so I followed her here!"
Zhang Jiaqiang looked at this guy and felt scared, and said solemnly, "Why don't you, or I'll follow the car back!"
Zhang Jiaqiang said, "No need, you came just in time, I have something to arrange for you!"
Zhou Dahei stood at attention and stood up straight, "Please give instructions from the factory director, I promise to complete the task!"
Zhang Jiaqiang said, "Don't do this to me anymore, be more serious!"
Zhou Dahei trembled with fright and said with a wry smile, "Just tell me what you want me to do!"
"Yinyuan, have you seen it?"
"I've seen it, I've seen it, I've seen it, Yuan Datou, Sun Xiaotou, Yingyang, Chuanyang, Zhanyang, Zuoyang, Long Yang of the Qing Dynasty, I've seen them all. I even used them to exchange for candy when I was a kid!"
Zhang Jiaqiang was stunned. This guy's ancestor was still a rich man?
"Okay, okay, can you tell the difference between true and false?"
"I've never seen it before. When I was a kid, many of them were real!"
"That's good. If you've seen enough real ones, you'll be able to tell the fake ones naturally. The task I give you is to collect silver coins in all the major villages around here and to the outskirts of Jiangcheng!"
"Ah, like a rag collector, riding a bicycle with a small horn and shouting everywhere?"
"I'll give you a motorcycle with an electric horn!"
While Zhou Dahei was frowning, Zhang Jiaqiang took out a bundle of banknotes from his canvas bag and threw it over.
The money was originally intended for Guo Yonggang, but he thought he wouldn't need so much, so he temporarily allocated some of it.
"This is 100,000 yuan. Only genuine goods are allowed. If there are fake goods, you must pay for them yourself. I will arrange for someone to follow you!"
Zhou Dahei looked at the banknotes in his hand that smelled of ink and exclaimed.
"How can I use so much money? I can wholesale some White Rabbit toffee candies, and I can exchange towels, soap, daily necessities, etc., and pay them back? Aren't you afraid of burning them?"
"Whatever you want, just change it for me. The bigger the better, I'll reward you if you're satisfied!"
"Look, if I can't handle this, I'll cut off my head to apologize!"
Zhang Jiaqiang ignored him, opened the door and got in the car, asked Liu Guangming to get a motorcycle, and arranged for a local to lead the way for Zhou Dahei.
Back at the hotel, Zhang Jiaqiang called his godmother and asked her to help find a place to stay, preferably with a parking lot that could accommodate dozens of cars.
Chu Wan'er asked him if he had no request for a position, so she agreed immediately.
After thanking him, Zhang Jiaqiang was about to hang up the phone, but Chu Waner said.
"Brother, can you come back tonight? I want to treat you to dinner!"
Zhang Jiaqiang also plans to go to Jiangzhou to give money to Guo Yonggang and see his comrades.
"I'm afraid it will be too late to get to the Magic City. Why don't we wait until after the auction?"
"No, just tonight, see you there or not!"
Zhang Jiaqiang had no choice but to agree.
After everything here was settled, he called Tiezhu and drove the BMW M3 straight to Jiangzhou.
From the window on the third floor of the hotel, Xiaotian watched Zhang Jiaqiang's car drive away, shaking her head helplessly and sighing for a while, with disappointment written all over her face.
After a while, she took out her mobile phone and dialed Zhang Yongzhong's number.
"Zhang Jiaqiang has left the town again. It seems he is going to the Magic City. The vehicle and I are still here!"
Zhang Yongzhong's signature sinister smile came from the phone.
"It's not right that this kid is not attracted to you. Well, it seems that things in the Magic City are more important. Did you find anything special this time?"
"It's nothing special. I just feel that he has a high prestige. Everyone here respects him very much, especially Manager Liu. I feel like this is his place to stay!"
"Oh, that's interesting. Isn't this kid engaged in serious business? Why does he act like a gangster and still settle down? Didn't he ask you to go to the Magic City?"
"I didn't mention it, just let me rest here!"
"Okay, then I will go directly to the Magic City to see him. I want to see how much energy he has. Hum, my sister-in-law is not in vain!"
The BMW convertible was driving fast all the way, and it was already evening when we arrived in Jiangzhou.
This small town, not too big, appeared in front of Zhang Jiaqiang under the bright lights.
Clean, pure and elegant, this is Zhang Jiaqiang’s initial impression of this small town.
The car drove to the place agreed with Guo Yonggang, and he had been waiting here for a long time.
"Haha, boss, you are really blinding me with this car. I can't stand it, I can't stand it!"
