Chapter 105 Treasure

Laughter came from the luxury room of Chunshen Hotel.

In the luxury private room, there are only Lin Chengbin and Yu Lianyuan. Although they were strangers a dozen days ago, they were as enthusiastic as if they were making friends.

At this time, the huge ** attracted Yu Lianyuan and sat opposite Lin Chengbin, but Lin Chengbin didn't even look at the general office of Jiangnan Manufacturing Bureau.

At this time, Lin Chengbin just shook the red wine left in the goblet and sat there with a smile as if he was thinking about something.

And now Yu Lianyuan seemed to have seven or eight monkeys tickling in his heart, and he didn't even speak naturally.

"Brother Stepfather, you're not going to fool your brother Yu!"

The anxiety between the words, there is the righteousness of the five-grade officials, the arrogance of the list, and some or just the people in the officialdom are crazy about the silver.

Lin Chengbin still smiled and looked at Yu Lianyuan. He had enough of the red wine in the glass. He drank it all, slowly put down the glass, and just said softly.

"Brother Chengpu! This is a windfall! But! It depends on whether you are willing or not..."

Yu Lianyuan was stunned. Who didn't want to make a fortune?

"What business do you say first? Let Lian Yuan help you with the details!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Lianyuan found that his tone was so humble, but he didn't care in his heart. There was nothing more real than silver. Although as the general office of the Manufacturing Bureau, there were naturally some ways to play with silver, but the silver could not be compared with those local officials who let go.

Just like Lin Chengbin, who promised to build a thousand boxes of special 9-mile pistol bullets in front of him, he will pay 50 yuan per box of 150 yuan per box. The person in front of him is his money boy.

"Shenxiang? Haha, Brother Chengpu, you are really good at joking! You'd better not participate in some things. If you don't do it, don't think about anything. If you think about it, you must do it. There is no third way to go!"

Lin Chengbin's tone was decisive, and he did not leave Yu Lianyuan with any other ideas!

With a dry smile, Yu Lianyuan looked at Lin Chengbin and was a little hesitant. The meaning in Lin Chengbin's words made him unable to hesitate. The private room calm down. The two of them didn't know each other days ago. At this time, the two brothers and brothers did not look at anyone, thinking about their own things.

Yu Lianyuan's hesitation did not make Lin Chengbin feel that there was anything unexpected. The windfall of 350,000 taels of silver was placed in front of anyone, and anyone would hesitate! However, the greed he had shown before made Lin Chengbin believe that this man who even had to draw some money from the manufacturing bureau would do it. Naturally, he would not refuse that this was equivalent to giving him a windfall for nothing.

Staring at the wine glass on the table, Yu Lianyuan calculated whether to refuse or agree, refuse! If he really refuses to make such a fortune of 100,000 taels of silver, he really can't afford to be cruel. But if he promised him, he was afraid that he didn't know what the windfall he said was, not to mention that Yu Lianyuan thought about it and couldn't figure out what valuable things in his hand.

350,000 taels! A full of 350,000 taels of snowflake silver! After two years as the general office of Jiangnan Manufacturing Bureau, how much silver did Yu Lianyuan earn? This is a total of 350,000 taels of snowflake silver, which is enough for a lifetime.

After repeatedly pondering a cigarette, Yu Lianyuan suddenly drank the French red wine in the glass in front of him, showing decisiveness on his face.

"Brother Stepfather, tell me! I'm not afraid of your jokes. Your ancestors have been a first-class member. They are a big family, but Lian Yuan's family is poor when they are young, and they are afraid of poverty! This 350,000 taels of silver, Lian Yuan wants it!"

After saying that, Yu Lianyuan looked at Lin Chengbin greedily. No matter what idea he said, as long as it was worth 350,000 taels of silver, it was better not to lose his head. He did it.

"In that case, brother really doesn't want to hide it. Someone has taken a good look at the 164 machines in Chengpu's warehouse!"

Lin Chengbin said something indifferently that almost scared him to death.

"What!"

Almost before Lin Chengbin finished speaking, Yu Lianyuan was so shocked that he almost spewed out the red wine he had drunk before. This... It must be a head-drop business!

"Brother stepfather, this...this is too...this matter is very serious, Yu...Yu"

Yu Lianyuan's stammer made Lin Chengbin smile and personally filled their glasses with a bottle of French red wine with a hundred taels of silver, as if he wanted to comfort him again.

"Brother Chengpu, you and I all know that the batch of machines were purchased by Brother Chengpu by the Beiyang Manufacturing Bureau the year before last. Now the Beiyang Manufacturing Bureau has long been turned into ashes. The general office and the office will run away and die, and even the two palaces are hunted in Xi'an. When he said that he was Brother Chengpu, he casually pulled a dead person. The machines had long been transported to Tianjin by water before the fall of Tianjin. That is, what can the court say? Who will check a dead person or ask those foreigners if they can find that batch of machines?

With a glass of wine, Lin Chengbin smiled and gave an idea to the frightened Yu Lianyuan.

"Is this... okay?"

Lin Chengbin smiled and did not answer, but Yu Lianyuan knew the answer. After the Gengzi disaster, everything involved in the court and the north was like chaos. He died and fled. I don't know how many confused accounts came out. Moreover, before Gengzi, he did send a telegram to the Beiyang Manufacturing Bureau asking where the machine was shipped, just a There is no news.

"One sentence! Brother Chengpu! It's not that difficult!"

With a faint urging, Lin Chengbin put on a smile and didn't say anything again.

If... Thinking of this, Yu Lianyuan's heart beat up, and his throat was dry. He hurriedly drank half a glass of red wine. His eyes turned red, and his face was full of determination.

"Brother Stepfather, this silver... I want it!"

When he said this, looking at Lin Chengbin with a smile on his face, Yu Lianyuan understood one thing. From now on, he, Yu Lianyuan, was going to be tied to a rope with Lin Chengbin. He went to heaven and stained himself, and he went to hell to suffer!

"Brother Chengpu, it's refreshing!"

Lin Chengbin picked up the glass and toasted Yu Lianyuan. After a mouthful of dry, he took out a stack of silver coupons from the bag on the chair next to him and put them on the table.

"100,000 taels of HSBC silver two coupons, please accept it with Brother Chengpu!"

"Please come to the office!"

The secretary led Lin Chengbin into an office.

This is the third time that Lin Chengbin has come to this office. Unlike the bustle of the past, there is no one in the office this time. Director Dong sat behind his desk and looked through the documents on the table. Obviously, he wanted to stay here when they were meeting.

The secretary who led Lin Chengbin into the office asked the chairman if the work of the machinery factory of Jianghuai Road Mining Company could be postponed. The chairman bowed his head was very straightforward.

"No! It must be carried out in strict accordance with the construction schedule! If not, the person in charge of the project will be dismissed! According to the breach of contract, you need to pay compensation!"

Chen Moran, who didn't raise his head, buried himself in reading the documents. Now he is not completely a shopkeeper. Especially after the completion of Huangpu Sports School, his principal only occasionally went to have a look, while Xiao Yuren, who was originally in charge of the company, stayed in the school for a long time because he was the director of the professor department.

After the secretary left the office, Chen Moran still did not look up. He did not look at Lin Chengbin.

"Tay it!"

After saying that, he continued to look at the telegrams or letter documents sent from Pudong, Ma'anshan, Huainan and other places.

"Chairman, Yu Lianyuan has received the silver. After about three days, the machine will be shipped to the warehouse of Zha Shida Yanghang!"

At this time, Chen Moran raised his head and looked at Lin Chengbin with a smile on his face. The reason for "buying" that batch of machines was that they had no choice but to do so. The negotiation and outline agreed to ban the sale of ordnance and ordnance production machinery within two years. Originally, it was thought that Hu Nianzu could blackmail Hu Nianzu with this contract and let the Germans sell the machines that produced rifles and bullets to themselves, but the old-fashionedness in the bones of those Germans was almost unreasonable. They categorically rejected the suggestion.

As a last resort, they had no choice but to do it in other places. Compared with the old-fashioned people in Germany, the foreign bank in Shanghai is obviously much more flexible, but they just revealed this meaning a little. In addition to promising to be willing to help, they also mentioned that if the Jiangnan Manufacturing Bureau did not mention the machine a year ago, there might be a chance.

There are not many machines purchased by Jiangnan Manufacturing Bureau for Beiyang Manufacturing Bureau, but they are necessary for the production of weapons. They produce rifle reeds, guise beds with sockets and rulers, and pulling machines forgings, barrel forging machines, and deep-hole drilling machine tools. The most attractive thing is probably the 63 machines for producing small-caliber Mauser ammunition sold by Xinyi Yanghang. The transformation of ordinary machines can completely produce rifles and pistols, but bullets can't. Bullets need real specialized machines.

Because he didn't want to bet all the treasures on Yanghang, he had Lin Chengbin's friendship with Yu Lianyuan. At first, it was just a test, but I didn't think that the machine was still in the warehouse of Jiangnan Manufacturing Bureau.

"You did a good job!"

"It's just because he is greedy!"

"You are responsible for this matter to the end. Remember, I don't want anyone to know that I bought this batch of machines! Can you do it?"

Lin Chengbin nodded and didn't say anything. The chairman didn't tell him why he bought this batch of special-purpose machines, and he didn't want to know. Because of the family's officials, he knew what to ask and what not to ask.

"If there is no other order, chairman, then Chengbin will say goodbye!"

"Hmm! Silver, you can go straight to the meeting place to settle the knot!"

Just as Lin Chengbin was about to leave, Chen Moran remembered another thing and stopped him.

"Jizu, your resume mentioned that you have studied in the Department of Science and Chemistry of Kyoto Imperial University for two and a half years. Why did you give up your studies and return home when you graduated?"

The chairman's words only made Lin Chengbin look complicated.

"Chairman, when studying abroad in Japan, everyone called me a "Qing slave", and Chengbin's teacher also called me a "pigtail slave". Chengbin really couldn't accept such insults, so he abandoned his school and returned to China! I was going to go to Europe to continue my studies.

A few words can't fulfill Lin Chengbin's insults in Japan. Maybe his insult has something to do with the arrogance in his surname, but people's discrimination and contempt are the root.

He nodded and showed the original expression on his face.

"That's right, it's true, but it's also true!"

Listening to this, Lin Chengbin's face changed, but he smiled helplessly, "If you want to be a minister, you must learn to be a slave first." He had wandered in the officialdom for several years and knew that whether it was a Qing slave or a dolphin-tailed slave, it was indeed true. As the magazine said, the Chinese are just slaves of the country.

"Okay! Don't say that! In the second half of the year, the coke factory in Huainan will start construction. There is also a chemical factory in the same period. A factory director is needed there. Are you interested?"

Chen Moran asked with a smile that there is no chemical specialty in the company. Lin Chengbin is the candidate recommended by Xiao Yiren. Since he can recommend him to "commercially buy machines" with Yu Lianyuan, there should be no problem for him to be responsible for the chemical factory.

"Thank you for your trust!"

Lin Chengbin was first happy and surprised. He was so happy that the chairman appointed him as the factory director, but he was shocked that he was worried that he had a negative director.

"Cheng Bin Ding... live up to the kindness of the directors!"

"Do it well!"

Looking at the young man with a surprise on his face, Chen Moran waved his hand with a smile.

"Fal or not to live up, do your grades before you talk!"

After Lin Chengbin left, the office calmed down, leaving Chen Moran alone. Looking at the thick file on the desktop, the smiling face that had been exposed by the machine disappeared.

"He really regards me as the god of wealth. They all come to ask for money!"

It's enough for money in the company, but the governor's office of Liangjiang and the governor of Anhui all stretched out their hands to themselves. The letter from the governor's office of Liangjiang was to let him do his filial piety and donate 50,000 taels. The governor of Anhui asked the Huainan coal mine to take 8,000 taels of appeasement silver, saying that it was used to suppress the bandits of Bagongshan to settle the coal mine.

"This group of bastards!"

He scolded with hatred, but he had no choice but to sign and stamp the private seal in his hand. Chen Moran, who was barely eye-catching, signed on it, and tens of thousands of taels of silver were gone.

Without saying "Open the door with sesame", he opened the hole with just a stick. Originally, he just wanted to find some inspiration from the car, but Chen Moran accidentally found that he had opened a "treasure".

Looking at the thing on the ground that came out of the debris cabin under the back seat of Xingkaima, Chen Moran's eyes almost shined. Not to mention that he had been ignored, there was not only a different world, but also a large number of treasures in front of him.

The tires and wheel frames of two motorcycles that have not even been folded, all kinds of repair tools, uh-huh! There are also condoms and other things. Of course, what really attracts Chen Moran is the thick stack of dozens of old books and magazines, which are all a fortune left by the two drivers.

"This, it must be a military fan!"

Looking through the dozens of magazines and old books found from the locker, there is no doubt that in addition to a few pornographic novels and magazines, there are more military magazines such as Light Weapons and Modern Weapons. Without exception, there is one thing in common. They are all expired old magazines, mostly before 2008. Of.

"It seems that he is also a master with no money!"

When he was talking to himself and turning over the pile of old books, Chen Moran held his breath in an instant. He saw one, not to say two books, two old books with yellow, on which he could even see eye-catching slogans.

Army infantry detachment platoon tactical textbook, army infantry reconnaissance detachment professional technical textbook!

"Baby! "Baby!"

With light in his eyes, the action of picking up these two books became extremely slight. Obviously, he was afraid that he would accidentally ruin the textbook, I'm afraid even Jinshan! Hmm! That thing is still needed. Even if he exchanges one million taels of silver for these two books, he will refuse without hesitation.

What you need most now is a fist! As long as the fist is hard, the silver will come naturally!

Staring at these two books, Chen Moran's face was proud, and he even had the idea of repairing a grave for the two unfortunate uncles and nephews to express his mood.

"Take a copy later!"

Looking at the book in his hand, Chen Moran resolutely decided to copy the book by hand, removing the slogans, hitting tanks, airplanes and other words.

"This is my first textbook of Huangpu Military Academy!"

In the main house of Chen's Garden, the guest room on the second floor has been converted into a studio. There is a drawing plate in front of Chen Moran, who is sitting on the desk. At this time, he is drawing drawings with a ruler. Because he has learned mechanical design, although the drawing drawings have been lost for several years, it will not be seen.

After drawing a few lines, he turned around and folded a part on the table, measuring the size of the tool. On the table next to him, except for the broken NZ75 pistol, there were also several Mosinna rifles that were also broken. After returning home from the company every day, he would always work in this studio for a few hours. Carry out his reverse engineering here.

For anyone who studies mechanical major in later generations, reverse engineering is almost a compulsory course for Chinese mechanical students, and so is Chen Moran. After finally revising the drawing, Chen Moran took a breath. Looking at the drawing, his face was full of pride. He "designed" a gun, an epoch-making pistol.

"It's finally done!"

holding a teacup and looking at the drawing, Chen Moran with a sense of achievement, tasted the steaming water and emitting a faint fragrance of tea! The reason for drawing this gun is because of his commitment to those foreign instructors, and on the other hand, it is to give his troops some good guys. After all, to some extent, that army is his last capital.

"It's just you!"

Finally, I looked at the Type 5 or 3 coach bullet on the workbench, which was also a treasure found in the truck. What Chen Moran was like was the sharp warhead. Now the round warhead of the bullet is of one color, with low initial speed, limited range and low lethality.

"The world's most advanced bullets will be produced as soon as the bullet factory starts!"

When he said this, Chen Moran was proud, but he sighed helplessly in his heart. It's easy to say, but in the end, it takes something to become a reality, silver! Whether it is a gun factory or a bullet factory, once the work starts, those factories are only in and out of the angle, and they need to take out a lot of silver.

"I'm still poor now. I have to find a way to make a profit!"

(to be continued)