The next morning.
The news of the Lin family's house being broken into by thieves spread throughout Haibi Village.
When Grandma went to the vegetable garden in the morning, she met several villagers who were asking about the burglary that night.
"Nothing was stolen; thankfully, the neighbors found it quickly." This is the same answer Grandma always gives when asked by others.
Many people nodded with smiles, all thinking the same thing: their money must have been stolen.
Li Zhaodi muttered to herself in the vegetable garden not far from the Lin family's house.
"Serves him right for being robbed. He's always speculating and profiteering. God has finally opened his eyes."
She was planting sweet potato leaves when she stood up straight and stretched.
Previously, all these tasks were done by Aunt Qin, but now they all fall on her shoulders.
After her daughter went to school, she had to take care of everything at home, including all the housework and even the vegetable garden.
“Mrs. Wei, what brings you to the vegetable garden? Is your grandmother…” someone asked, then stopped abruptly, realizing that Mrs. Qin was no longer there.
When an elder in a family passes away, it is customary to hold a ceremony in the ancestral hall. However, the Wei family is different; they skip this step altogether.
Therefore, many people in the village do not know about Qin Atai.
Li Zhaodi looked up, about to curse, but the people from the ancestral hall who had just greeted her had already run far away, leaving her only to see their backs.
Her lips twitched, and as if remembering something, she immediately put down the sweet potato leaf stem and wiped her dirty hands haphazardly on her pants.
Li Zhaodi picked up her hoe and ran home quickly.
…
The port at this moment.
An ocean-going cargo ship is docked, bearing the HE mark.
Lin Ziyan and Lu Yunshen stood at the dock waiting.
"Ayan, how many parts did you order from the Herbert Group?" When Lu Qiuying arrived at the port and saw the large ship, her eyes twitched slightly.
Pei Zhuling and Yang Yanzhou stood aside, deep in thought.
Lin Ziyan: "You'll have to ask him about that."
She slightly raised her chin and looked in Lu Yun Shen's direction.
Yanshen Shipbuilding Company has attracted the attention of Herbert Group due to its previous lawsuit with Maiwei.
Later, after visiting the cargo ship that Yan Shen had modified, he directly signed a long-term parts contract with them.
"Not much," Lu Yun Shen replied casually.
Lu Qiuying rolled her eyes, thinking it would be better not to say anything, and walked straight to Lin Ziyan's side, taking her arm.
Lu Yun Shen glanced at her indifferently, refraining from saying anything.
If it were anyone else, he probably would have already kicked them away.
"Brother Shen, is there any money left in our company account?" Yang Yanzhou asked, pursing his lips.
Lu Yunshen shook his head slightly. The shipping company's account was empty, but a payment for a single order would soon be deposited into it.
Pei Zhuling turned to look at Yang Yanzhou, said nothing, and took out a bank card from her bag and handed it to him.
"Pfft!" Lu Qiuying burst out laughing when she saw it.
Yang Yanzhou was stunned for a moment, then quickly stuffed the card into her bag, his ears turning red instantly.
Lu Yun Shen glanced at him, his eyes seeming to say, "So you've ended up living off a woman?"
After all the parts were unloaded, the boxes were piled up at the port, attracting a lot of onlookers.
"Please sign for the delivery slip." The manager in charge of delivery handed over the delivery slip.
Lu Yunshen glanced at it, signed it, and handed it back.
The ship did not leave immediately, but instead docked at the port for two hours before returning.
"A few parts are missing. Can you find a manufacturer in China to make them?" Lin Ziyan frowned slightly after reading the list.
Herbert Group was also restricted from exporting several key components.
Lu Yunshen shook his head. "They didn't sell the parts, but they sold the manufacturing machine."
"Isn't that strange? Maybe they think that even if we were given machines, they couldn't manufacture such precise parts."
Yang Yanzhou immediately walked to the mountain of parts, found a special package, and recognized the German on it. His eyes lit up instantly.
So that's why Herbert used such a large cargo ship to deliver goods?
Hollowing out Yan Shen Shipbuilding Company's working capital...
"You know how to operate it?" Lin Ziyan looked at Lu Yunshen suspiciously.
The machines that only highly skilled German technicians can operate are not for just anyone to touch.
"Give it a try." Lu Yunshen lifted his eyelids, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes.
Yang Yanzhou wanted to slap his thigh, regretting that he hadn't minored in mechanical engineering.
Herbert Group probably never imagined that this machine would cause one of their unique precision parts to lose its market competitiveness.
Under a complete technological blockade, with this machine they can manufacture the relevant domestic parts.
It's even possible that similar domestically produced machines could be manufactured.
…
A week later, in a dark alley in the county town.
A red sign with white lettering hangs in an inconspicuous place, bearing only the words: "Old Item Recycling".
Wei Sheng arrived at the door, squeezed the hard lump in his pocket, and hesitated whether to make a move now.
The interest on the money he borrowed at the gambling table last time kept snowballing. If he wasn't afraid of being targeted, he would have sold the gold bars long ago.
Wei Quan is also clever. After sleeping in town for one night, he always felt that he had stolen something from the Lin family, so he has been going back to the village to wait for him recently.
Wei Sheng felt that the gold bars in his hand were like a hot potato; it would be a pity to throw them away, but he was also afraid to sell them.
That day, he went to the village's public toilet, intending to throw the gold bar into the cesspool, but when he saw the serial number on it, he hesitated.
"I don't believe they can find this place," Wei Sheng muttered, striding into the shop.
"Young man, we only accept valuable jewelry, gold and the like."
Before he could speak, the shop owner, who was calculating with an abacus, looked up at him and said coldly.
Wei Sheng clenched his fists, growing increasingly anxious, and large beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
He paused, intending to turn around and rush out of the store.
But if he can't pay off his gambling debts today, those people will come after his father, and his legs will be broken.
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