With this steel plant, we need to make money from foreigners.

If we have orders now, we can support these people.

"Starting today, I am your new boss. From now on, you will all listen to me. Your salaries and bonuses will continue to be paid as usual, and starting next month, your salaries will increase by fifty percent."

"Give us the money!"

Zhang Fan didn't waste any words and immediately started paying the wages that had been owed to him.

For a large steel mill to survive, it needs its own technology and its own sales channels.

This place will be renovated in the future to produce things that foreigners in the eastern region want.

Now that I've been reborn, I should do what I can to help. If I can earn money, I can help create some jobs. That would be my small contribution to this era.

Of course, this steel mill will not lose money. I'm not some kind of philanthropist. I've already calculated that the orders I have now are enough to support the factory.

In the future, the country will undergo tremendous changes, and there will be another wave of strong demand. As long as this steel mill continues to operate, it will be able to thrive.

If we don't take action, the workers here will lose their jobs, many families will face a short-term crisis, and some families may face a long-term crisis.

So, since it could make money and create jobs, he bought the place.

"Can those bullets be exported?"

Zhang Fan asked in a low voice, "Li Fu is here today too, attending the steel plant's event together."

"Ahem, that won't do. We need the Ministry of Defense's approval first. Bullets are military supplies, not ordinary foreign trade. Strictly speaking, the rifling you have is also military supplies, but we don't care right now. As long as the local area can accept it, that's fine."

Even a fool knows what rifling means.

The country now has very relaxed export controls; as long as we can earn foreign exchange, that's enough.

As long as it can be accepted by the local country, that's fine; as for other things, there aren't many requirements.

If this thing were sold domestically, it would be considered a firearm, which would land you in jail. But if sold overseas, it would be considered a commodity.

Zhang Fan nodded to indicate that he understood. It seemed that he still needed to design some things for the foreigners. These things could not look like weapons, but in fact they were weapons.

A steel mill can do a lot of things.

Just as Zhang Fan was about to leave, his X-ray vision caught sight of Zhong Haiming peeking from afar. What was that kid up to?

Still want revenge?

Zhang Fan drove to the office building of the kidnapping case task force.

I just gave Director Wu a gift a few days ago, and now I need his help with something.

Now that we've seen Zhong Haiming, we don't need to guess what he's up to.

Director Wu just finished a meeting and is rushing out now.

This time, he solved the kidnapping case and seized a batch of drugs. His superiors were very satisfied with his performance, and he might be promoted when he gets back.

This was given to me by the young man in front of me.

“I’ve taken over a steel mill and am doing export business; these are all the products,” Zhang Fan said, showing the steel mill’s product list.

Director Wu took it and looked at it, and thought, "This?"

Goodness, many of these are controlled items.

"Although you can export these items, you still need to register them with the security department. That way, even if they appear on the market, you won't get arrested because of them."

"I'll immediately register with the city, the province, and the highest security department, so you can do business safely."

Director Wu did see the risks involved.

There are some things that Li Fu certainly doesn't know, but Director Wu does.

Zhang Fan nodded, now understanding why Zhong Haiming had been spying—he wanted to find something to use against him.

Now that it has been registered with the safety department, it is a product.

It's difficult for those people to escalate the issue further.

"Thank you very much, Director Wu."

It seems that coming here was worthwhile.

"Why are we being so polite? Call me if you need anything. Huo Deguang is going back soon, so be careful he doesn't bite us in the end."

Director Wu provided a piece of intelligence.

This crackdown on organized crime has come to a successful conclusion, with Tiger and Qin Tian serving as examples.

If we're talking about organized crime, then it's Zhong Jiahao, but Huo Deguang just doesn't dare to mess with him.

Now that we've taken down the gangsters, it's time to go back to my old workplace.

As for whether Huo Deguang will take the opportunity to cause trouble, that remains to be seen.

So we still need to be careful.

Zhang Fan nodded, got up, and left.

What Huo Deguang wanted was the family's secret recipe, but that kid certainly had a lot of tricks up his sleeve.

Now that they're involved with the Shen family and others, I need to be even more careful.

I had just stepped outside when an old acquaintance I hadn't contacted in a long time suddenly called me.

Zhang Fan was still quite surprised.

Isn't that bitch living a carefree life with her money?

Actively contact yourself?

Zhang Fan sat in the car, opened his phone, and saw Lin Youran's image in front of him.

Since Liu Wanqing contacted him, it must be a trap; that bitch wants to kill him.

"She recently met with an older man. I don't know who he is, but he seems to be someone important. There was something in his bag, but I don't know what it is."

Lin Youran did provide a lot of information.

Is there something in your bag?

So you're trying to use this to frame someone?

Is this the same old trick again?

Zhong Jiahao needs to throw flour, but what about Liu Wanqing? What does she like to throw?

That bitch's mother is in such a state, and she doesn't take good care of her? She still has the mind to deal with me?

They had already spared her life, but she still wouldn't give up.

Zhang Fan smiled.

Trying to use underhanded tactics to ruin yourself?

That's a bit difficult.

Zhang Fan started the car, intending to go see Aunt Liu, whom he hadn't visited since the accident.

We need to pay attention to this now.

The car arrived at the sanatorium, which was quite high-class and most people couldn't afford to stay there.

This mother and daughter embezzled so much money from Wanfu Group, so naturally they can afford to live here.

As I approached the room, I noticed that all the nurses were wearing masks, mainly because the nurse inside was so ugly that the stench emanating from her was impossible to conceal.

Zhang Fan pushed open the door and walked in.

Liu Yan is now extremely haggard, riddled with incurable diseases, and her body is even festering and oozing black fluid.

His eyes flashed with anger when he saw Zhang Fan.

If he hadn't refused to inherit the Wanfu Group, he wouldn't be where he is today. He deserves to die!

"Your daughter is with your lover. Your lover is quite something."

Zhang Fan sat down and said something that made Liu Yan so angry that she wanted to stand up and hit him.

As they were talking, footsteps came from behind them. It seemed that Liu Wanqing had also rushed over after hearing the news.

Liu Wanqing walked over in high heels, followed by an older man who calmly and slowly approached from behind.

"Zhang Fan, what are you doing here?"

Liu Wanqing questioned him with a dark expression.