Chen Zhaodi leaned closer to Ruan Xianxian and whispered, "Among the foreign guests this time, there is a man named Myron Smith, whose wife is a lady from a collateral branch of the Vickers family."

The Vickers family is a well-known arms dealer in Europe.

It was already unusual for a machinery factory that produced military equipment to suddenly participate in the exhibition, but now that things were connected, she could roughly guess what was going on.

It's highly likely that they wanted to import some machinery from the Vickers family through Myron Smith's introduction.

What Chen Zhaodi could guess, Ruan Xianxian also thought of.

After a brief exchange, Xiao Wang had already built a rapport with the three of them. "I've been to this place at least eight or ten times. Let me show you around."

In the factory workshop, the huge machines were running and making a rumbling sound. After going around once, Ruan Xianxian's mouth twitched.

"Is the factory manager of the machinery plant serious about exhibiting two half-destroyed general-purpose machine tool production lines?"

Since they've used Uncle Feng as a go-between, they should at least offer him some incentives. No wonder Jia Yongjun keeps coming here every day.

"What did you say?" The noise from the machines was too loud, so the group left the workshop and entered the spacious inner courtyard. Ruan Xianxian looked at Mu Xia:

Any thoughts?

Mu Xia shook her head. "I want to create a chick incubator. First Machinery mainly deals in military industry, so it's probably not suitable."

Driver Xiao Wang didn't quite understand their conversation, but the term "chicken incubator" sounded like agricultural manufacturing, and he offered his opinion:

"For agricultural machinery, you can go and take a look at the agricultural machinery factory. It's not far away, just over three hours by car."

The group exchanged glances and made their decision.

Ruan Xianxian was quite interested in the chick incubator that Mu Xia mentioned. She had heard of it in modern times, and it was perfect for the current situation where the breeding industry was underdeveloped and everything needed to be rebuilt.

Once it is actually manufactured, it will benefit countless families.

"Then let's wait for Director Jia to go back to the hotel together. Gong Ye will come over for lunch, and we can have him take us to the agricultural machinery factory."

As they were talking, a group of anxious people appeared at the factory gate in the distance, gesturing wildly and talking incoherently. People at a distance could hear them.

Driver Xiao Wang's expression changed, and he quickly ran towards the scene, shouting, "Something's happened! Don't run around! I'm going to check it out!"

The three exchanged glances and slowly followed behind driver Xiao Wang.

As they got closer, they saw a group of about a dozen foreign guests carrying an injured and unconscious person, whose body was still gushing blood.

Upon closer inspection, it became clear that the blood was flowing from the forehead, dripping and leaving a trail of blood on the ground.

"No! This is a restricted area of ​​the factory. Even if you are foreign guests, you cannot enter without a written order from the leaders."

A group of people surrounded the workshop in the main factory building, and the guards drew their weapons and stopped them three meters away.

Among the dozen or so foreign guests, some were swearing, some were praying to God, and others were rapidly talking to their translators.

The scene was quite chaotic.

The foreign guest was clearly anxious, and the three accompanying translators couldn't keep up. Just as Ruan Xianxian walked over, the two sides almost came to blows.

She took a few steps forward and suddenly raised her voice: "Shut up, all of you."

The scene fell silent for a moment, then erupted into an even louder uproar than before.

"Quiet." Ruan Xianxian quickly issued the order in fluent English, "Place the injured person on the ground first. Except for the person responsible for pressing the wound, everyone else should step back."

Regardless of whether the foreign guests obeyed or not, he then said to the guards in front of the factory, "Two of you go in. There are wound medicines inside the factory, right? Bring them out first to stop the bleeding."

"Go and inform the supervisor, 'Xiao Wang, you drive; prepare to take the patient to the hospital.'"

When people are panicked and at a loss, they will subconsciously follow instructions. Ruan Xian's orderly arrangements helped the injured companion calm down a bit, but he was still angry.

"My companion was injured, and he was seriously injured. How could a great nation of etiquette disregard the life of its guest and refuse to see the patient?"

I pray that Myron is safe. I will call the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to report today's events. If they cannot provide a satisfactory explanation, Myron and I will not hesitate to escalate the situation.

The man with short, shoulder-length hair and wearing a black trench coat was furious. He turned his anger on Ruan Xianxian, mistaking him for the person in charge of the machinery factory, and launched into a passionate outburst.

He finished speaking with a faint, mocking smile, confident that his words would make the beautiful Eastern lady lower her head and sincerely apologize.

His usual threatening rhetoric was always effective in China.

Ruan Xianxian did indeed lower her head, glancing down at Mai Lun, whose wound was still bleeding profusely. The shirt covering the wound, belonging to someone, was soaked in blood. This couldn't go on…

"Whoever is strong and knows the way to the kitchen, run quickly and get some wood ash; he needs to stop the bleeding."

A guard in front of the factory building recalled how he had stopped a childhood injury by using wood ash to stop the bleeding, and without saying a word, he ran towards the guardhouse.

"No need to go to the kitchen, Blackie has some at the gatehouse."

After her reminder, most of the people present remembered that wood ash can stop bleeding; it's a folk remedy, and its effectiveness is remarkable.

The situation stabilized slightly, and many of the guards stationed in front of the factory were sent away. A man with an East Asian face, but behaving very suspiciously, kept glancing into the workshop and his feet were intentionally or unintentionally moving closer.

Mu Xia had noticed him earlier. She grabbed the man by the back of his collar and lifted him off the ground by the feet: "Where are you looking?"

The man, Kano Shotaro, was startled and loudly ordered Mu Xia in Japanese to put him down, or else something would happen. Mu Xia pretended not to understand!

Finally, the factory doctor carrying a medicine box and the guard who went to fetch wood ash ran over together.

The factory doctor was a woman around 35 years old, excessively thin. When she removed the cloth from the injured person's wound, she was also startled by the gruesome and horrifying wound.

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