Chapter 151: Control? Who would have thought that Feiying’s factory director would not leave...
Chapter 151: Control?
Director Wu felt that his toothache again.
He loved and worried about this subordinate, who always gave him some problems from time to time.
The key is that he cannot criticize yet.
Although he was only given tasks that were outside the scope of the 107th Institute's business, they were all for the service of the people. If they discovered this, they could not ignore it, otherwise it would dampen the revolutionary enthusiasm of the comrades.
That's right, every time I pass the matter on, the sister unit that receives it says they won't say anything, but they understand what I mean from their eyes.
Fortunately, he came from the Ministry of Public Security, so no one dared to complain to his face.
"Okay, tell me the details."
When I heard Yan Jiuru say that he was tracking a foreign company that was suspected of being a "middleman" in reselling state-owned enterprise assets, I found that the other party actually had equipment to monitor eavesdropping devices!
This thing has not been developed in China yet!
However, an underwater signal detector was seized in a northern water area a few years ago, but the rest were basically searched manually.
"Are you sure it's that thing?"
Yan Jiuru sneered twice: "I've seen similar things a few times when I was abroad."
Yes, this must be taken!
"Just wait, don't leave. I'll arrange for someone to come over and connect with you. Just watch and lend a hand."
After hanging up the phone, Director Wu quickly called his old contact in the public security department.
Yan Jiuru waited for less than ten minutes before he saw a jeep driving very fast and stopping in front of him with a squeak.
The car door opened, and a head popped out: "Is that Comrade Yan?"
Yan Jiuru nodded at the other party.
Five plainclothes officers got out of the car. The leader was a typical northern man, nearly 1.8 meters tall. Although he was a head shorter than Yan Jiuru, he was not considered short these days. In addition, he had a strong physique, which made him look particularly oppressive.
However, Yan Jiuru still had to look down when talking to him. The feeling of oppression did not exist with him.
The other party showed his ID to Yan Jiuru, and Yan Jiuru naturally showed his ID from Institute 107 as well. Things like contact must be handled carefully, and one must not be careless and make any mistakes.
As soon as the other party saw the level on his ID, he immediately stood at attention, saluted, and shook hands!
"My last name is Xiao, and I'm from the Special Service Department. I didn't expect you to be so young. Please give me some advice."
Yan Jiuru glanced at a few people and said, "Let's go."
***
Yan Jiuru and five others returned to Stephen's room. The effect of the sleeping talisman had not yet worn off, and the guy was still sleeping as soundly as a dead pig.
Yan Jiuru found the detector and tried it with the eavesdropping device he brought with him. Suddenly, a "beep, beep, beep" sound was heard, and at the same time, a red light on the detector began to flash.
"Holy crap! This thing actually works!"
There is no such thing in the whole country, but now it appears in Yancheng!
What does this mean?!
Director Xiao's scalp went numb. He had been somewhat angry about this mission, but now he was just relieved.
If we were catching a small fish, we could catch Stephen red-handed and put him in a small dark room for interrogation. But if we wanted to catch a big fish, we couldn't do that.
Director Xiao held an urgent consultation with several people.
Yan Jiuru didn't care. His goal had been achieved. As long as he could prove that this person had bad intentions, Feiying wouldn't have to worry about any subsequent problems.
As for why Stephen brought a detector in, customs hasn't discovered it yet, so it's the public security department's business.
Neither he nor the 107th Institute was involved further.
Director Xiao decided to play the long game and catch the big fish!
"What should we do with this detector? If we let him carry it around and detect everywhere, that won't work." A comrade from the special forces firmly disagreed with letting the other party use it.
He takes it with him wherever he goes. If he ends up somewhere he shouldn't be and finds something, it could be a big problem.
Everyone discussed it quietly and wanted to take it apart to have a look, but they were hesitant to do it.
Yan Jiuru glanced at Stephen, reached out and took the detector, and dismantled it with a snap. Then, he took a closer look under the light from the restroom. He found a pair of needle-nose pliers from the toolbox brought by the Special Service and fiddled with the detector for a few times. "Okay, it shouldn't make any noise this time."
He restored the detector.
I turned on the switch and scanned the bug, but the red light on the detector didn't flash and it didn't beep.
Director Xiao and others failed to stop him and watched helplessly as he broke the only detector.
"Is this even possible?!"
Well, this is indeed the only way to prevent the other party from noticing at the moment.
"That's good. Even if it doesn't work, it might be a device malfunction."
At least in the short term, you shouldn't think that it was ruined by someone.
***
"Clouds come to cover, fog comes to cover, in the clouds and fog, it shines brightly~ Hey~ Hey hey hey hey hey——" Yan Jiuru hummed a song all the way back home, which was a rare occasion.
When the children saw their father, they all ran over and hugged his thighs, "Dad, Dad, where have you been these days?"
"Why doesn't Daddy come home? The baby misses him so much."
Jingjing has been very talkative since he was young, and he can be very sweet when he wants to coax you.
Yan Jiuru was in a particularly good mood. He picked up the little girl and threw her high a few times, then kissed her fiercely. With the little girl's giggles, the yard was filled with laughter that had not been there in the past few days.
The grandfather observed his eldest grandson's expression and asked, "What's up? Are you done with work?"
"Yes, I passed another level! Grandpa, don't cook today, let's go to a restaurant!"
It was rare for his grandson to be so happy, so the old man didn't want to spoil the fun. The whole family changed into their going-out clothes and could squeeze into the jeep to sit down.
"A few days ago, I heard that there's a hot pot restaurant on Qianmen Street. Let's go try it."
"What is hot pot?" Ruyue asked without understanding.
Yan Jiuru smiled: "It's hot pot, similar to the ones at Donglaishun, but it should be a little different."
Otherwise, people would go to the old brands, so who would go to a newly opened and unknown store?
***
In the past two years of reform and opening up, social atmosphere has become more and more relaxed, and individual businesses have become more and more common. Although some people look down on them, they definitely make money.
Yan Jiuru followed the general location and found a two-story shop. A huge new light box sign was flashing: Delicious Hot Pot Restaurant!
"This sign is bright." Even the old man had to praise it, "but it consumes a bit of electricity."
Yan Jiuru smiled and said, "Since we can make it, we can definitely make money from it."
"Welcome--" As soon as they walked to the door, they were surprised by the warm attitude of the greeter.
"Whether you want to sit downstairs or upstairs, there are seats available."
Yan Jiuru glanced at him and said, "On the second floor, is there a seat by the window?"
"Yes, yes, please follow me."
The receptionist immediately extended his hand to make a 'please' gesture and led the way up to the second floor.
The decoration of this restaurant is quite gorgeous compared to most of the plain restaurants on the street. The windows on the second floor have been changed to large ones, and the view when sitting in front of the window is amazing.
It’s a pity that they are the only table of guests on the huge second floor.
Manager, oh, it’s becoming popular to call him boss now. I didn’t know what he was busy with inside, but when he heard a big table coming in, he came out to take a look.
Seeing that the family looked around curiously but didn't seem to be at all restrained, the boss knew that they had seen the world. He immediately put on a smile and personally introduced the dishes: "We have unlimited meat and vegetables in our restaurant. Order as much as you can eat."
Yan Jiuru couldn't help but look at the other person. Seeing that the other person was still smiling, he knew what was going on.
This boss must have special channels, otherwise, although the supply of meat is more abundant than before, it is not unlimited, and you still need meat tickets to buy meat.
There were people of all ages. Yan Jiuru ordered a fish and meat soup base and a chicken soup base. "As for the dishes, two plates of marbling beef, two plates of mutton, one serving each of fish balls, pork balls, black fungus, yam slices, fresh mushrooms, and wide noodles, as well as cilantro, rapeseed, fried tofu, and quail eggs..."
The whole family ate so much that they had to hold their stomachs.
Sure enough, if you don’t consider the price, delicious food is still very satisfying.
***
The next day, Yan Jiuru went to the factory.
He called Captain Guo, Assistant Ding, Deputy Director Zhu and other core management members together for a secret meeting behind closed doors.
After the meeting, everyone's faces brightened up and they all worked with more energy.
Yan Jiuru also looked at the time. It should be around nine o'clock in the evening in the United States. He couldn't help but call Chen Yin.
Chen Yin had just come out of the shower and was drying her hair. When she heard the phone ring, she threw away the towel and went to answer it.
The person calling at this time is either the child or the child’s father.
Sure enough, a man's magnetic voice came from the receiver, and her whole demeanor softened.
Only after the hostile takeover had made significant progress did Yan Jiuru tell Chen Yin about it.
Chen Yin listened silently and said angrily, "Why didn't you tell me earlier? Even if I can't help you, it's good to ask around."
"Don't you want to worry?"
Chen Yin was unhappy. "That's not right. Why should I be the only one worried? Isn't it my normal responsibility to worry?"
She sighed, "I'm just here to study for two years. It's not like we're splitting up the family. Your business is the same as mine, understand?
Or do you think that I don't want you to worry about my problems and won't tell you?"
"That won't do!" Yan Jiuru immediately stood up when he heard that.
"Aren't they all the same?"
"Okay," Yan Jiuru thought about it and it made sense, so he compromised and said, "I'll tell you later, so you can't do it blindly."
***
He brought up the stock market with Chen Yin again. "If you can spare some time, look up some information. I reckon that with this trend, China will catch up sooner or later."
Chen Yin actually knew a little bit about it. "I actually heard a little about it when I went to Silicon Valley with my mentor to study on a project.
Many companies here are raising shares and then going public.
In the final analysis, it is to estimate the company's value and then divide it into a certain number of shares. Then, a price is set for each share to borrow money from everyone to develop the business. Buying stocks is equivalent to lending money to the company.
If the company is doing well, the stock will be worth more than when you first bought it. You can sell it when the price is high and make a small profit, or you can hold on to it for the long term and wait for dividends to pay out."
"But I heard there's also the risk of manipulation. The price isn't based on the true value, just like the hostile takeover you mentioned. There's definitely that."
"When I have time tomorrow, I will study what the trick is." Chen Yin feels that it is always good to have many skills. She has this convenient condition. If she doesn't study it carefully, she will miss this opportunity after returning to China.
The two of them talked on an international long-distance call for more than half an hour before hanging up.
Yan Jiuru felt completely relieved now.
After all, he is no longer the Demon Lord who once sat high above the nine heavens. Now, no matter whether it is good or bad things, he always feels suffocated if he doesn't tell others, but he can't tell anyone.
After all, she was his wife, good or bad, even if she couldn't provide any substantial help, he felt much more relieved.
This is what people are like!
***
In late October, the employee housing project of Feiying Factory was approved.
The main reason is that the place they want is in the wilderness, and it doesn't involve demolition or anything like that. There's not even any farmland, and it's employee housing, so the state doesn't have to pay a penny, so naturally it was approved quickly.
However, there are some difficulties in terms of building materials.
The kiln factories nearby are so arrogant that you can’t buy bricks and tiles even if you queue up with money!
Director Tong said with a dark face, "I've given gifts to their manager twice and he still hasn't said anything. It wasn't like this when we went to buy bricks and tiles before."
He suspected that the other party was deliberately trying to trip him up.
Yan Jiuru was puzzled: "Is it difficult to burn bricks and tiles?
We need to build houses and expand the factory, so the demand is bound to be huge. If that’s not possible, we can build a kiln and make bricks and tiles ourselves, saving the money of buying them.”
Everyone looked at each other and thought, okay, the factory manager just did it on his own without saying a word, and they all got used to it.
Director Tong spread his hands and said, "The problem is, we don't know how to make bricks!"
Can burning bricks and tiles be harder than refining weapons?
Yan Jiuru waved his hand and said, "Mobilize the masses and see if there is anyone in the factory who knows how to do it, or has worked in kiln firing. Tell me about it."
It's true, there are two people in the factory's security department who used to work in the kiln factory in their hometown before joining the army. One of them fired bricks, and the other fired plates, bowls and other coarse porcelain.
In addition, there are a few workers who know how to fire kilns and have worked with bricks and tiles.
Yan Jiuru asked several people in detail and came up with an idea in his mind. Then he took people to search nearby for a few days and found a place with clay. He built a kiln on the spot and burned clay for his own use!
Moreover, he was so powerful that the kiln built by the workers he had assigned to work for him produced bricks and tiles that were even better than those they bought from the original kiln factory.
***
The kiln factory, which had originally wanted to take advantage of the opportunity, was shocked when it heard the news!
“Didn’t you say that they couldn’t buy bricks and tiles, so they had to come back to our kiln factory for help?
Now they've burned themselves, and tens of thousands of dollars worth of business have been lost! How am I going to explain this to the factory?"
Deputy Director Feng of the kiln factory, who was in charge of the brick and tile business, was so angry that he yelled at his brother-in-law.
If his brother-in-law hadn't held the Moutai and asked him not to supply Feiying, would he be so passive!
"I might have raised the issue by the end of the year, but now it's good enough that I'm not getting criticized!"
Han Weixing was scolded by his brother-in-law, and angrily went to find the person who asked him to do something.
***
After a few turns, I arrived at Liang Yan's place.
"What did you say? It didn't work? You took a bribe of 200 yuan, and this is how you did it?" Liang Yan was unhappy when she heard it, and she started to confront her target.
She still had to explain to the kiln factory, but she couldn't explain to Stephen yet.
Liang Yan's boyfriend shrugged. "Who would have thought that Feiying's factory director is so unconventional? He actually set up his own kiln factory and produces and sells his own products!"
If Yan Jiuru were here, she would find out that Liang Yan's boyfriend is the owner of a hot pot restaurant.
Liang Yan felt deeply frustrated and increasingly dissatisfied with this person who had gone out to work as an individual. She couldn't help but angrily said, "Then what are you waiting for? Go find someone to complain!
Isn't Feiying a car manufacturer? What qualifications do they have to fire their own kiln?"
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