Siheyuan: Bringing Warehouses to 1959

Frankly speaking, Zeng Wangcai had never thought that Xu Damao would succeed in his first attempt. He thought that Xu Damao would have to try twice first. If he wanted to really buy something, he would have to at least go back.

But Xu Damao succeeded in one try.

This shows that Xu Damao is really talented, and the Russians’ situation is really bad.

"The ship should be arriving soon. If nothing goes wrong, it will arrive at the port tomorrow or the day after tomorrow." Xu Damao glanced at no one and said in a low voice, "It's hard to explain over the phone. The quality of the goods is too good. I think we'd better report to Renbao first."

"Good quality? How good?"

"I guess...it might be able to drive after adding gas."

Can it be driven after adding oil?

What the fuck is good quality?

That's fucking munitions. Do you know that you are buying the famous T34?

The Russian main battle tank during World War II!

Zeng Wangcai was a little dumbfounded.

That’s right, what Xu Damao bought was the famous T34, the big guy that Zeng Wangcai had seen in a movie.

A ship full of obsolete armaments, mainly T34s.

When Xu Damao was reporting, Zeng Wangcai said it was nothing and to buy it boldly.

He thought that the Russians' current tanks are T80, and the old antiques like 34 have been eliminated. They have no shortage of materials and there are mines everywhere, so they sell them as scrap.

But you...can still move, that's too much.

"Has the other party's identity been confirmed?" Zeng Wangcai asked again.

"Not confirmed!" Xu Damao replied, "It's because of Elena's grandfather. I'm having sex with Elena... well..." Xu Damao swallowed the word "sheets" with difficulty, but found that Zeng Wangcai already understood. He smiled awkwardly and said, "You have to praise me for this. I'm dedicated. Elena is not young anymore."

"Fuck!" Zeng Wangcai scolded with a smile, "You are not naive either, so you have taken Elena down, right?"

"That's true..." Xu Damao smiled awkwardly, "Not all of them have been taken. They are all quite greedy, including Elena. I guess as long as you are willing to pay, they dare to sell anything, and they can also help you get through customs."

This is for sure, otherwise how can we buy aircraft carriers?

"Go on!"

"Okay!" Xu Damao continued, "Yelena's grandfather has a wide network of contacts and deep ties with the Russian military. Through her grandfather, I met someone from the military, but his rank was not high, maybe a colonel or a major... I hung out with them for a while and proposed to buy steel..."

Xu Damao's experience along the way was quite tortuous and not very smooth.

After getting through to Elena, Xu Damao got through to the military officer through Elena. The military officer had no power, so after much persuasion, he finally got what he wanted.

However, Zeng Wangcai didn't see the thing, so it was difficult to judge.

"What's the officer's name?" Zeng Wangcai asked finally.

"His name is...Ivan!" Xu Damao answered blurtly.

Well, this name on the Russian side is the same as Xiao Ming here.

Zeng Wangcai had a rough idea of ​​what was going on, so he asked Xu Damao to go back and rest and keep in touch.

As for that ship of tanks, Zeng Wangcai really needs to make some preparations, otherwise it will be difficult to enter the customs.

The next day, Zeng Wangcai asked for leave from his wife and drove to BAIC, where he first found Sun Tao, who was furious because production was affected by insufficient materials.

Sun Tao is a pragmatist. He had previously said that he wanted to enter the civilian market. After gaining support from all parties, he expanded on a large scale. With the financial support from Zeng Wangcai, the new factory building has almost been completed.

But just as production was about to begin, some of the materials that had been agreed upon earlier were transferred to FAW, and Sun Tao became so anxious that bubbles formed at the corners of his mouth.

"What are you doing? Stop pulling and tugging..." Sun Tao was a little dissatisfied with Zeng Wangcai who was pulling him out of the workshop, and walked away reluctantly.

"Old Sun, if you don't come with me, don't blame me if you regret it." Zeng Wangcai said with a smile.

He knew that Sun Tao was in a bad mood, otherwise he would not have come to find him. He would have gone directly to Jiao Hua.

"Is there good news?" Sun Tao's face changed in an instant.

"Nonsense, let's go, get in the car and go find Brother Jiao." Zeng Wangcai pulled Sun Tao and turned away.

Sun Tao misunderstood and thought Zeng Wangcai had a change of heart, so he went to ask Jiao Hua, the team leader, for materials.

Zeng Wangcai drove to find Jiaohua, and seeing that Jiaohua was not busy, he also dragged him out of the office.

"What's going on?"

"Boss, what I'm going to say next is a bit long." Zeng Wangcai said without any nonsense, "I sent people to import a batch of scrap steel from abroad. The quantity is quite large. It's loaded into a ship and will arrive at the port soon."

"Scrap steel?"

"Have you found a long-term supply channel?"

Jiao Hua and Sun Tao were both surprised.

Sun Tao was surprised because he didn't know about Zeng Wangcai buying scrap steel, but Jiaohua later asked Zeng Wangcai and he had heard about it.

"Whether it's long-term or not...I think it should be possible to achieve long-term success." Zeng Wangcai thought for a while and replied.

The Russians will be in chaos for many years, and during this period I have a lot of antiques to sell.

"So what you mean is that you are going to distribute part of it to other factories?" Jiao Hua asked hopefully.

"We'll talk about this later!" Zeng Wangcai did not express his opinion, but said, "Brother Jiao, you have to give me two days to come out. I'll take you to see the scrap steel, and then you can talk. It's not impossible to share some of the money with me if I help you solve the problem."

When Zeng Wangcai said this, Sun Tao kept secretly poking Zeng Wangcai's waist with his fingers.

Sun Tao was so anxious. He didn't even have enough to eat, so why should he share it with others? He had already said in the previous meeting that he would not increase the shares, which was very considerate and conscious. Why should he share it now?

What? You don’t want to take up your mission anymore?

No more money to make?

Although there were some differences with Jiaohua and Zeng Wangcai made a fuss about it, Jiaohua still agreed for the sake of long-term planning.

He went back to arrange the next work and then handed himself over to Zeng Wangcai.

It’s also a blessing that Jiaohua is a relatively young boss with an open mind, otherwise this would not have been possible.

This time the ship will not go through Yangcheng Port, but to Weihai.

So, it took Zeng Wangcai a whole day to get there with the two of them.

When they arrived at the port, Yu Tie, who was sent by Zeng Wangcai earlier, was already waiting there. In the end, the ship had not arrived yet and they had to wait until midnight to get to their posts.

"I think there's something wrong here!" Jiao Hua was exhausted after sitting in the car for a whole day. He asked Zeng Wangcai what was going on on the way, but Zeng Wangcai didn't tell him. At this time, he couldn't help it and said while sitting in a room, "At least tell me the truth. I know what's going on."

"It's not that I don't want to tell you the truth, Brother Jiao!" Zeng Wangcai said energetically while smoking a cigarette, "I'm just afraid that you'll find it troublesome and run away."

If the T34 is really as good as Xu Damao said, it would be a bit troublesome.

Of course, it's not dangerous, but troublesome.

Zeng Wangcai doesn't want to get into a lawsuit with the relevant departments. It would be best to let people like Jiaohua handle this matter.

"Now that you mention it, I want to run away right now!" Jiao Hua wondered, "It's just scrap steel, why are you making such a fuss about it?"

"You'll know tonight. There's no point in me saying more."

After a day's journey, the boat hasn't arrived yet, so I go to bed first.

At about one in the middle of the night, Zeng Wangcai's phone vibrated...