The next morning, Jiang Chen walked out of Sun Jiao's bedroom with two dark circles under his eyes, yawning.
Recalling the charming scene from last night, a smile involuntarily appeared on his face. Perhaps it was because he hadn't done it in a long time, Sun Jiao was especially entangled with him last night. She didn't let him go until the wee hours before she fell asleep like a satisfied kitten.
As he thought about it, Jiang Chen comfortably stretched his waist —
"Ka!"
The relaxed expression instantly froze on his face as a drop of cold sweat rolled down his forehead.
Sh * t! My waist! Ouch ouch ouch —
Just then, Yaoyao, who was rubbing her sleepy eyes, happened to pass by the hallway.
When she saw Jiang Chen standing motionlessly on the stairs, she tilted her head in confusion.
"Hmm?"
"Ahem, Yao, Yaoyao, come help me …" Jiang Chen squeezed out this sentence after a long time of embarrassment.
The sense of shame was exhilarating …
Fortunately, the kind-hearted Yao Yao quickly came forward to help him.
Looking at the ignorant eyes, Jiang Chen didn't know how to explain why he sprained his waist.
…
It was already the beginning of March, and Wanghai City didn't see any snow. As the situation on the wasteland gradually stabilized, the situation in the modern world also began to take shape. It was almost time to go back.
Of course, before returning to the modern world, Jiang Chen still had some urgent matters to take care of.
After eating breakfast at the cafeteria in the community center, Jiang Chen took a helicopter to the Sixth Street. After he got off the plane, he went straight to the Zhao Corporation's headquarters in the Inner Circle.
After a few months of renovation, the entire Inner Circle no longer had any traces of civil war. Including the Zhao Corporation's building, the hole that was almost penetrated by the electromagnetic pulse cannon was also filled. From the outside, it was impossible to tell that a fierce battle took place here.
As soon as he stepped into the Zhao Corporation's building, Jiang Chen felt countless eyes focused on his face before he quickly ran away.
Jiang Chen smiled and didn't mind as he walked straight to the elevator.
The security guard at the door glanced behind Jiang Chen. Seeing that he didn't report to the front desk before walking to the elevator, he was about to stop him.
The old security guard on the side saw this and quickly grabbed his new colleague's collar.
The young security guard tilted his neck and looked at the old security guard in surprise. When he saw that the elevator door had closed, he couldn't help but complain angrily, "What are you doing? Didn't the boss say that anyone who doesn't report to the front desk will be thrown out?"
"Bullsh * t, don't you know who that person is? Do you believe that if you stop him, your boss will stuff your head into the toilet?"
The old security guard's saliva flew all over his face, causing the young security guard to stare blankly.
"Who, who is this person? So arrogant …"
Seeing that his new colleague was so stupid, the old security guard could not help but sigh.
"Sigh, you just came from Hang city, so you might not know. The Sixth Street is no longer the Sixth Street. Do you see the new gambling city in the Inner Circle? A nuclear bomb went off there a few months ago. "
"Nuclear bomb?!" The young security guard's eyes widened.
"Tactical nuclear bomb. The yield is not high, but it still flattened half of the city."
"Could it be that person …"
"No, but the situation here has changed. That civil war basically destroyed the Group of Ten council. And that man, is the only winner of that civil war, the general of the Sixth Street. "The old security guard sighed and said with some melancholy.
It was impossible to say that he did not miss the era of the Group of Ten council. At that time, his identity as a security guard of the Zhao Corporation was envied by countless people.
The young security guard's eyes almost popped out. Two drops of cold sweat rolled down his forehead as he felt a lingering fear in his heart.
Fortunately, the old guy pulled him back. Otherwise, losing his job would not be a big deal, but if he offended someone important, he might not even be able to walk out the door.
…
Other people needed to make an appointment to see Zhao Chenwu, but Jiang Chen did not have to go through that much trouble.
When Jiang Chen walked into his office, he saw that the former leader had been sitting in front of his desk for a long time.
"What a rare guest. What brings you here?" Seeing Jiang Chen walk in, Zhao Chenwu stopped his work and stood up with a smile.
Jiang Chen noticed that his complexion was not bad. He did not look the same as when he handed over the power.
"How have you been?"
"Haha, I'm doing well. It's all thanks to Mr. Jiang. Come, let's sit next door. "
The food business was getting bigger and bigger. Although he lost some of his power, he gained a lot in other areas. Under Jiang Chen's instruction, he formed a trade fleet. Not only did he expand the food business to Luzhou, but he also opened up the market for tea and coffee. The green crystals flooded in like a flood. In less than a month, he had already recovered nearly 30% of the losses he suffered in the civil war.
While chatting, the two walked to the guest room next door and sat in front of a tea table. Not long after, his female assistant, Su Lei, came in and silently made two cups of hot tea for the two. Then she retreated to the door.
Jiang Chen noticed that her right hand had been replaced with a mechanical prosthesis. It must have been caused by the civil war.
After some small talk, Jiang Chen went straight to the point and asked about the status of the ten T-3 power armors. It was already March, and it was almost time to deliver the order.
"It's done! I went to the military factory to inspect yesterday. The technicians have completed the final program debugging. Do you need me to take you to see it now? "
Jiang Chen waved his hand. "No rush. I'll send someone to pick up the goods tomorrow. The remaining 88000 crystals will be deducted from the income from the food business. Also, how's the production capacity of your military factory? "
When Zhao Chenwu heard Jiang Chen ask about the production capacity of the military factory, he thought for a moment and then gave a conservative answer.
"With the newly added production line, the production capacity increased by about 60%."
"60%? Then let me rephrase my question. How many power armors can you produce in a month? "
"At most three."
"That's too little." Jiang Chen shook his head.
Seeing that Jiang Chen was not satisfied with his work, Zhao Chenwu had a helpless expression on his face. "In fact, it's already quite a lot. Power armors are not bullets. They can't go through the assembly line. Basically, ten technicians in mechanical engineering surround a skeleton and fiddle with the blueprints for more than half a month before they can make a set, and they're all skilled workers. "
"Why can't they go through the assembly line? Were the power armors before the war all made one by one? "
When he heard Jiang Chen's question, Zhao Chenwu forced a smile. "It's not that easy. Thousands of pieces of different sizes, without a complete industrial system, it's impossible to put them through the assembly line. Power armors are still fine, but for the spider tank, it would be considered fast if one could be made in half a year. "
After a pause, Zhao Chenwu continued.
"And to be honest, there are more and more factories now. Materials such as steel, copper, and aluminum are not cheap. The military business is not as profitable as the food business …"
When he heard Zhao Chenwu say this, Jiang Chen finally understood.
The key reason was that this guy had no interest in developing the military factory. The profit from the food business was more than a million, and the cost of a power armor was more than nine thousand crystals. With the price of eleven thousand, he would only earn two thousand. He only earned twenty thousand after working hard for a winter, which was not even comparable to the fleet's trip to the neighboring city.
Previously, the military factory was developed to equip his own private army, but now Jiang Chen restricted their private army and even gave them the "glory chip". Because of this, he naturally lost the motivation to develop the military factory.
But the military factory belonged to him after all. If he didn't want to develop it, Jiang Chen couldn't force him, so he thought for a moment.
"How about this, you sell the military factory to me, including the workers. Give me a price."
Seeing that Jiang Chen was willing to buy the military factory without much profit, Zhao Chenwu was ecstatic as he waved his hand.
"No problem. The military factory related to the power armor and spider tank will cost eight hundred and seventy thousand crystals. Consider it the cost price."
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