The cargo ship... should have arrived in the United States by now, right?
The hard work of hundreds of thousands of workers day and night, the full-capacity production of hundreds of production lines, and even the gamble of the nation's precious foreign exchange reserves and immeasurable political expectations... This overseas venture—whether it succeeds or fails—is decided today! Right now!
An elderly cadre with gray hair cautiously asked, "Mr. Liao... do you think... the Americans... will they want our goods? Will they... will they look down on our quality?"
After all... we've never exported on such a large scale before, and... in their eyes, our stuff might be...
He didn't continue speaking, but everyone understood what he meant.
After all, the Westerners' disdain and contempt for the backward Eastern powers has always made the Chinese feel inferior and unable to hold their heads high when facing them.
The same goes for goods produced in China. These factory directors, who are also high-ranking officials, lack sufficient confidence and always feel that their products are inferior to those of others.
Another factory manager couldn't help but worry, saying, "Yes, Mr. Liao. What if... what if they don't want our goods, or find a whole bunch of faults to drive down the price... what will we do with all this stockpiled inventory... the workers' wages, the factory's operation, and the money the government has invested..."
Liao Gong remained silent, his lips tightly pressed together and his brows furrowed.
His bloodshot eyes gazed out the window at the brightly lit factory area, where machines still roared—a place where countless people held their hopes and futures.
Comrade Lin Huowang... Is your amazing plan really going to work?
This move is far too risky... If it fails, the consequences will be truly unimaginable.
And in this suffocating wait...
"Beep beep beep! Beep beep beep!!"
The red encrypted telex machine in the corner suddenly started ringing frantically!
The piercing buzzing sound was like an explosion, ringing in everyone's ears!
"It's here!! The news is here!!"
Someone shouted first, breaking the silence.
Everyone jumped up from their seats in a flash, crowding around the telex machine, eager to see the message as soon as possible.
Xiao Wang, the young cadre in charge of ciphering, kept his eyes glued to the rapidly changing coded numbers, his fingers flying across the cipher notebook as he translated...
One second.
Two seconds.
Three seconds.
Time seemed to stretch out infinitely, each second feeling like an eternity.
In the entire command center, everyone's eyes were fixed on the piece of paper in Xiao Wang's hand.
Xiao Wang, holding the cipher machine, trembled with both hands and his whole body. This sudden awakening made everyone's hearts sink.
"Xiao Wang!! How is it?! Read it quickly! What's the news?!"
Liao Gong's heart jumped into his throat instantly. Even the usually calm and collected Liao Gong couldn't sit still for long.
At this moment, he had already prepared for the worst.
"Lord Liao... Lord Liao..."
Xiao Wang suddenly raised his head, his face completely pale, his lips moved a few times as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't utter a single word.
Suddenly, with a loud "waaaah," Xiao Wang burst into tears, looking like a child who had suffered a great injustice.
"It's over...it's completely over..."
Upon seeing this, the old factory director who had just spoken also felt his vision go black, his legs went weak, and he fell straight backward, fainting.
Fortunately, someone nearby caught her quickly, preventing her from falling to the ground.
But this feeling of despair, like a cold tide, instantly overwhelmed everyone present.
At the same time, a huge sense of loss weighed heavily on him, making it hard to breathe.
"No!! No!!"
Seeing this, Xiao Wang also took a deep breath.
He frantically waved the telegram in his hand, not caring that his face was covered in tears and snot, and shouted with all his might, "It's...it's done!! We did it!!! Lord Liao! We succeeded!!!"
Walmart… Walmart’s first order… five… five hundred million dollars!! And Sears… three hundred million!! K-Mart… two hundred million!!
And...and from Europe, Marks & Spencer, Carrefour...they've all placed orders...totaling...totaling over two billion US dollars! Over two billion US dollars!!!
"boom--!!!!!"
Instantly, the entire command center erupted in a roar of wild cheers.
"Wow--!"
"We did it! We did it!"
"My God! We really did it!"
"It's sold! Our products really sold in America! They made two billion US dollars?"
These usually stern and unsmiling factory directors and retired cadres were now like a group of children who had received their favorite toys, excitedly throwing their hats off their heads.
They embraced each other without a care in the world, patting each other's backs hard, laughing and crying, jumping and skipping, completely disregarding their usual image!
Tears streamed down their weathered faces—tears of joy, tears of relief from a heavy burden, and tears of overwhelming emotion!
Two billion US dollars! A full two billion!
"We've finally earned foreign exchange for the country!"
"Shekou! Shekou is done! We've succeeded!"
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