The female protagonist, Lin Ziyan, was an aquaculture PhD and a double major in ship design in her past life. She was reborn into the body of a girl from a small fishing village in Fuzhou.
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The mechanic nodded and handed her the keys.
When Ah Jian and Wei Ting walked over, they saw Lin Ziyan driving out in a car.
The type of vehicle is similar to a Jeep.
“I’ve only ever seen this kind of car in movies…” Wei Ting swallowed hard, his eyes lighting up instantly.
“I haven’t seen many movies,” Ah Jian murmured, his eyes following the car.
Both of them were shocked. Three cars at once, how much money must that cost?
They never dared to dream of this...
"There's new machinery for the shrimp farm over there. You can go with the truck and take it back to the shrimp farm in the village," Lin Ziyan said before driving away from the port.
She knew that her uncle had already sent people to inspect the goods. The ship was originally in Guangzhou, but it made a special detour to deliver these items.
The cars that weren't unloaded from the ship were probably destined for Guangzhou.
…
This is at the entrance of the shrimp paste factory in Haibi Village.
Boss Yang and his assistant arrived and sat down to wait for a while, without rushing to find anyone.
He wasn't in a hurry, but Aunt Chen was so anxious that her back stiffened.
She thought back carefully and realized that there had never been any problems with the goods she sent to Boss Yang. She and Aunt Huang had inspected the goods together before shipping them out.
"Boss Yang, Ah Yan has gone to the port and will be back soon." Aunt Chen poured two more cups of tea for the two of them.
Mr. Yang nodded and continued flipping through the documents, seemingly in no hurry.
Actually, he was unsure of himself and very anxious, but he didn't show it on his face.
My assistant was helping me out, and I felt a chill down my back.
A car drove by, and everyone looked up.
"Ayan?" Aunt Chen hurried forward, her eyes full of doubt.
This car doesn't even have a license plate, could it be an unlicensed taxi?
The thought made her heart skip a beat, and she quickly denied it in her mind.
When Boss Yang looked up and saw Lin Ziyan getting out of the car, his eyes darkened.
At this time of year, buying a car in the country isn't just about having money; you also need connections.
"Boss Yang has been waiting here for a while, he might need to talk to you," Aunt Chen said as she stepped forward.
Her gaze fell on the car, and she didn't dare to ask any more questions.
The car reflected their shadows, their outlines vaguely discernible.
The lines are so smooth, it doesn't look cheap.
Lin Ziyan quickly stepped forward, "Boss Yang,"
"You're here for the design drawings?"
"You guessed it right away. No wonder your business is growing bigger and bigger," Mr. Yang said with a smile.
He felt relieved, almost certain that this time he wouldn't return empty-handed.
"You're too kind. My business is just a small operation compared to yours."
“I can give you the design drawings, but you’ll need to find a professional architect to redraw them, since I’m not a professional,” Lin Ziyan said directly, knowing that this design would allow Fushi to sell several more plots of land.
She only drew a rough sketch of the blueprints for the electronics store; the rest was all filled in by Grandpa Huang.
Lin Ziyan dared not be presumptuous; everyone has their own expertise, and she couldn't draw professional-grade diagrams.
We can only provide the design concept; the rest has to be left to professionals to draw.
"That's enough. Take a look at this contract." Boss Yang took a document from his briefcase and handed it to her.
He has two hotels under construction, both in Fuzhou. He purchases all the electrical appliances he needs from Hairun Electrical Appliance City and also pays Lin Ziyan an extra design fee.
Lin Ziyan read it and, finding no problems, signed to confirm.
She never expected to have a new collaboration with Boss Yang, especially in this way.
She knew the profit margin of all the appliances in the two hotels was huge without even calculating it, as they were all the latest products.
"It's a pleasure to cooperate with you!" Lin Ziyan handed him the contract, her eyes sparkling with a smile.
Mr. Yang said, "There may be new collaborations in the future, after all, our hotel will also open a restaurant."
Seafood is essential for restaurants located near the port.
Now, Lin Ziyan's seafood market not only offers affordable seafood, but also other high-quality options.
Boss Yang had already thought that instead of looking for other partners, it would be better to directly approach Lin Ziyan.
Aunt Chen, who was listening nearby, was completely confused. What design drawings?
By the time she came to her senses, Lin Ziyan had already driven away.
…
At this moment, the Foreign Trade Department of Fuzhou City is in a state of utter chaos.
T Group suddenly sent a fax, saying they wanted to come to Fuzhou for an inspection.
The Ministry of Foreign Affairs has been searching for a long time but has not found a suitable plot of land, and is quite worried.
Lu Qiuying unfolded a map of Fu City. The T Group's demands were not unreasonable, but currently, apart from the area near the port, there were not many places that met the requirements.
But in the last few days, Mr. Yang and his group have almost bought up all the land plots.
Now all that's left are the edges and corners.
"They don't want to flatten the hilltop, yet they want to be near the port, and they want it to be cheap..." Vice Minister Luo's head was practically bulging from masturbating so much.
Lu Qiuying pinched the bridge of her nose and leaned back in her chair to look at the map.
The area around the port is mostly hills; the cheap land is in remote areas, while the land nearby has fixed prices that cannot be changed.
She even suspected that the T Group was fully aware of the situation here.
"Minister Lu, we searched the entire city of Fuzhou according to their instructions, but we couldn't find it."
"I think leveling the hilltop is the only option," Vice Minister Luo suggested.
Lu Qiuying lowered her eyes, glanced at the map, and had other thoughts in her mind.
T Group built a jewelry factory; there's no need for them to squeeze into the crowds.
Is it close to the port?
As long as the transportation problem is solved and the travel time is kept within a certain range, then it can be considered short.
Lu Qiuying sat up straight, pushed aside the things on her desk, and looked at the drawing Lin Ziyan had made earlier.
Judging from the buildings, the location is very close to the port. Does that mean her idea can be implemented?
“Choose this area; the straight-line distance from here to the port is very short.” Lu Qiuying circled a location.
He then handed the map to Vice Minister Luo, who then passed it on to others.
Everyone else was completely stunned; this was almost the exact opposite of what was required.
The only requirement that was met was that it was cheap.
Lu Qiuying didn't think so; the planning bureau had already marked out the area she had just demarcated.
Many more factories will be introduced to the area in the future, eventually forming an industrial park.
"Minister Lu, will they break the contract because of this?"
One of them raised the issue, and the others all looked worried.
Lu Qiuying looked up at them and said firmly, "No."
She knew the origin of the contract, but others did not.
T Group has been making frequent moves lately, and even made a special announcement about investing in Fuzhou City. Lu Qiuying had already sensed something was wrong.
Edward has always been low-key, so forcing him to do this must mean there are internal problems.
T Group is a family business, but the tradition is that the most capable rise to the top, regardless of seniority.
Edward has two older brothers; how could they possibly let him easily inherit the company?
"Make preparations for receiving them," Lu Qiuying said, then grabbed her bag and left.
She needs to catch the last bus back to Haixian today, so going now is just in time...
"Autumn Shadows..."
Lu Qiuying looked up and saw Xiao Jin leaning against the car, and paused in her steps.
"Shouldn't you be in Beijing right now?" she asked, puzzled.
Grandpa Xiao suddenly fell ill, and it has been almost three months since the Lunar New Year without any improvement.
The Xiao family was extremely anxious and invited foreign experts for consultation.
"I am free."