Chapter 318 Transferring the Military Factory
( ) In the early morning of the next day, Jiang Chen came out of Sun Jiao's bedroom yawning with two dark circles under his eyes.
Recalling last night's charming, a smile could not help but float on his face. Perhaps it was because she hadn't had that for a long time, last night Sun Jiao was particularly obsessed with him, she didn't let him go until early in the morning, and fell asleep like a full-fledged kitten.
Thinking of this, Jiang Chen couldn't help stretching comfortably——
"click"
The contented expression instantly froze on his face, and a drop of cold sweat slid across his forehead.
wipe! My waist! pain pain pain—
At this moment, Yao Yao, rubbing his sleepy eyes, happened to pass by the corridor.
Seeing Jiang Chen standing motionless on the stairs, she couldn't help but tilt her head in confusion.
"Well?"
"Ahem, Yao, Yao Yao, come and do me a favor..." It took Jiang Chen a long time to squeeze out these words with a face almost shy.
This sense of shame is so sour...
Fortunately, the kind-hearted Yao Yao hurried forward to help him.
Looking at those ignorant eyes, Jiang Chen really didn't know how to explain why he flinched.
…
It was already the beginning of March, and there was basically no snowfall in Wanghai City. As the situation on the wasteland side gradually stabilized, things on the other side of the world gradually began to take shape, and it was almost time to go back.
Of course, before returning to the present world, Jiang Chen still has some important matters to deal with.
After having breakfast in the cafeteria of the community center, Jiang Chen took a helicopter directly to the Sixth Street District. After getting off the plane, he went straight to the headquarters of the Zhao Group located in the inner circle.
After several months of repairs, there are no traces of the civil war in the entire inner circle. Including the building of the Zhao Group, the hole that was almost pierced by the electromagnetic gun has also been filled, and it is impossible to tell from the outside that a fierce battle broke out here.
As soon as he stepped into the building of the Zhao Group, Jiang Chen felt countless eyes focus on his face, and then hurriedly fled away.
Smiling, Jiang Chen didn't care, and walked straight to the elevator.
The little security guard standing at the entrance of the hall glanced behind Jiang Chen.
Seeing that he was walking towards the elevator without notifying the front desk, he was about to step forward and stop him.
Seeing this, the old security guard quickly grabbed the new colleague by the collar.
The little security guard tilted his neck and looked at the old security guard in surprise, and saw that the door of the elevator had been closed. He couldn't help complaining angrily, "What are you doing? Didn't the boss say that you stopped and threw them all out without being notified by the front desk—"
"Fart, you don't even look at who that person is. Believe it or not, you stopped him, and your boss stuffed your head in the toilet."
The old security guard's spitting stars flew all over his face, and the little security guard was stunned when he sprayed it.
"Hey, who is this person, so annoying..."
Seeing how stupid this new colleague was, the old security guard couldn't help but sigh.
"Hey, you just came here from Hangzhou. Maybe you don't know it well. The Sixth Street District is no longer the original Sixth Street District. Have you seen the newly built casino in the inner circle? There was a bombing there a few months ago. A nuclear bomb."
"Nuclear bomb?!" The little security guard widened his eyes.
"The tactical nuclear bomb has a small yield, but at least it wiped out half of the city."
"Could it be that person..."
"No. But things have changed here. In that civil war, basically the entire ten-member committee was defeated. And that man was the only winner in that civil war, that is, the marshal of the Sixth Street District." The old security guard sighed He took a breath and said with a little melancholy.
It is impossible not to miss the era of the ten-member committee. At that time, his status as a security guard of the Zhao Group was envied by many people.
The little security's eyes were so wide that they were about to protrude, two drops of cold sweat slid across his forehead, and he couldn't help feeling scared for a while.
It's a good thing the old guy gave him a hand, otherwise he was afraid that losing his job would be a trivial matter and offend a big man. Whether you can walk out of this door is a question.
…
Others need to make an appointment to see Zhao Chenwu, but Jiang Chen is naturally not that troublesome.
When Jiang Chen walked into his office, he saw that the former hero had been sitting at his desk waiting for a long time.
"What a rare guest, what brought you here?" Seeing Jiang Chen coming in. Zhao Chenwu stopped what he was doing, smiled and got up and said.
Jiang Chen noticed that he had a good complexion on his face, and he didn't look depressed at all when he handed over the power.
"How have you been?"
"Haha, it's all good, and it's thanks to Boss Jiang. Let's go. Let's sit next door."
The food business is getting bigger and bigger. Although he lost some of his rights, he has gained a lot in other places. Under Jiang Chen's instruction, he set up a trade convoy, which not only brought the food business as far as Luzhou, but also opened up the sales of tea and coffee. The green and colorful sub-crystals came flooding in like a tide. In less than a month, he had made up for nearly 30% of the losses he suffered in the civil war.
While joking, the two walked to the reception room next to the office and sat at a tea table. After a while, his female secretary Su Lei came in, made two cups of hot tea silently for the two of them, and then retreated to the door.
Jiang Chen noticed that her right hand had been replaced with a mechanical prosthesis, probably because of the civil war.
After exchanging pleasantries, Jiang Chen got straight to the point and asked about the status of the ten T-3 power armor orders. It's now March, and it's almost time for delivery.
"It's finished! I went to inspect the military factory yesterday, and the technicians have completed the final program debugging. Do you want me to take you to see it now?"
Jiang Chen waved his hand, "No hurry, I will send someone to pick up the goods tomorrow, and the remaining 88,000 subcrystals will be deducted from the food trade income. By the way, what is the production capacity of your military factory now?"
When Jiang Chen asked about the production capacity of the military factory, Zhao Chenwu thought for a moment, then gave a conservative answer.
"Through the new production line, the production capacity has increased by about 60%."
"Sixty percent? Let me ask another question, how many power armors can be produced in a month?"
"Up to three."
"Too little." Jiang Chen shook his head.
Seeing that Jiang Chen was a little dissatisfied with his work, Zhao Chenwu couldn't help showing a helpless expression on his face, "Actually, it's quite a lot. Power armor is not a bullet, so it can't go on the assembly line. It's basically surrounded by ten technicians engaged in mechanical engineering." It takes half a month to assemble a skeleton with blueprints, which is still a skilled worker.”
"Why can't it go on the assembly line? Could it be that the power armor before the war was built one by one like this?"
Hearing Jiang Chen's question, Zhao Chenwu couldn't help but smiled wryly, "It's not so easy, there are thousands of sets of large and small accessories, and without a complete industrial system, there is no way to put this big guy on the assembly line. Power armor is not bad. Yes, like the Spider Tank, it’s fast enough to build one in half a year.”
After a pause, Zhao Chenwu continued.
"And to be honest, there are more and more factories now, and materials such as steel, copper, and aluminum are not cheap. How can the military industry trade be as profitable as the food business..."
Hearing what Zhao Chenwu said, Jiang Chen finally understood.
It turns out that the key reason is that this guy has no interest in developing military factories anymore. The profit brought by the food business is more than one million, and the cost of a set of power armor is more than 9,000 subcrystals, and it only earns 2,000 if it is sold at the price of 11,000. After a busy winter, he only earned 20,000 yuan, which is not as good as a team trip to the next city.
In the past, the military factory was developed to arm his own private soldiers, but now Jiang Chen has restricted their personal weapons, and even put him on that "glory chip". In this way, he naturally lost the motivation to develop the military factory.
However, this military factory is his own after all, and it is not easy to force others if they don't want to mess with Jiang Chen, so he said after thinking for a while.
"That's good, you sell me the military factory, including those workers, and you give me a price."
Seeing that Jiang Chen was willing to sell the unprofitable military factory, Zhao Chenwu was naturally overjoyed, and said with a wave of his hand.
"No problem, the military factory related to power armor and spider tanks has a total of 870,000 subcrystals, which is considered a cost price." (To be continued.)
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