As soon as he said this, Zhang Ziping felt that he was daydreaming. How could Wang Shuning get something that even the government couldn't get?
As soon as high-precision CNC machine tools appear at the customs of the Beacon Country, they will definitely be discovered by customs officials and cannot be shipped out at all.
Let me try it out. Could it be an old machine tool that was discarded by the Beacon Country in the past?
But this instruction manual is new.
Zhuang Zhanzhou: "Three high-precision CNC machine tools are now approaching the Chinese sea area and will arrive at the port in three days. The general manager asked you to study the instructions first because he didn't want the goods shipped by the other party to have problems and cheat us out of nothing."
Zhang Ziping stood up in shock and shouted in a low voice, "Is it really a high-precision CNC machine tool? How did your general manager get it?"
Zhuang Zhanzhou raised his lips and smiled, "Only our general manager knows the specific channels. How can I, a secretary, know? The machine tool has not yet arrived. Professor Zhang, please keep these things confidential. Our general manager asked me to give you the manual. She said she only trusts you. When the machine tool arrives, I will come to the school to pick you up."
Zhang Ziping was stunned. "Okay, I will study it thoroughly as soon as possible."
What does it mean to only trust yourself? It seems that his relationship with Wang Shuning is not close to the point of being close friends. They have only cooperated a few times.
After Zhuang Zhanzhou opened the door and left, Zhang Ziping locked the office door again and pulled the curtains.
When the students saw that the teacher had not come out yet at dinner time, they were worried that something had happened to Zhang Ziping, so they came to knock on the door.
Zhang Ziping lowered his head, his eyes never moving away from the instructions, "Put the food at the door, and don't bother me these few days."
The student scratched the back of his head in confusion. Could it be that the teacher had some new ideas for the experiment this morning?
It rained heavily in the middle of the night, and the eighteen special forces hiding on the top of Youtuo Mountain could only rely on rocks to avoid the rain.
"What a lousy place! There's not even a cave."
Owilimut was still lying motionless on the ground, staring into the distance with the telescope in his hand.
The worse the weather is, the easier it is for the other party to let down their guard.
As long as Wang Shuning shows up within his field of vision, they won't be wandering around like headless flies looking for people after they sneak into the planting area.
After dawn, a team member ran up from behind, all wet, and handed Ovilimut a photo with detailed information about the person on the back.
After it rains in the forest, the leaves are all covered with rain water, which will cause itching when they touch the skin.
"Captain, this man is already ours."
The spies hiding on the periphery successfully found the drivers of the transport vehicles using the license plate numbers given to them by Ovilimut.
They threatened and bribed one of the transport truck drivers.
In three hours his car will arrive.
Katniss stared at Overimutt. "Are you sure this guy is trustworthy? If he suddenly changes his words and exposes us, those soldiers disguised as security guards will beat us to a pulp."
The team member who delivered the photo nodded very affirmatively, "His family members are all in our hands."
Ovilimut handed the photo to Katanis, "This is our only option."
Katniss engraved the face in the photo deeply in her mind, and if he dared to resist at the critical moment, she would be the first to kill him.
"Go down the mountain and wait for the bus at the intersection."
A group of eighteen people hunched their backs and quickly evacuated down the mountain.
Three hours later, Master Nuo was shaking all over and didn't even have the strength to step on the accelerator.
Thinking of the guns that those men had pointed at his son's head before he left the house, he tremblingly wiped away the tears on his face.
what to do?
When turning at the next intersection, he couldn't bear it anymore and turned the steering wheel to pull over, with his whole body leaning on the steering wheel and twitching.
"Knock, knock, knock." Someone suddenly knocked on the car window next to the driver's seat.
He sat up suddenly like a frightened rabbit, shooting a fierce look towards the car window, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he saw it was an acquaintance.
"Laonuo, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"
Master Nuo waved his hand quickly, "It's okay, I didn't sleep well last night, I want to rest."
"It's almost time, don't be late."
Master Nuo nodded and said, "You go first, I'll go over after a while."
After the other car drove away, he looked at his watch, rubbed his hands repeatedly, and finally drove away.
We stopped at the intersection and a group of people rushed down the hillside next to us.
Master Nuo started to feel nervous when he saw them coming up.
He could feel someone entering his cabin and the bed of the van.
There was a knock on the car wall behind him, and Master Nuo started the car and continued driving forward.
When I got outside the gate, there were still a few cars queuing in front of me.
When he arrived, Master Nuo opened the car door, got out and handed his ID to the security guard.
They are all acquaintances from the same company.
"Laonuo, why are the corners of your eyes red? The leader said that you can't drive while tired."
Master Nuo shook his head. "When I was eating this morning, chili sauce splashed into my eyes. I rinsed them with water for a long time, but my eyes are still burning."
The security guard registered and returned his ID to him, then turned to the fake security guard standing behind him and said, "No problem."
When they opened the carriage and checked, they found it was full of cardboard packages. They had shipped the goods to the city after delivering them at the port yesterday.
The soldier's gaze stayed on Master Nuo's face for two seconds, "Let him go."
Master Nuo forced himself to smile and nodded, holding the documents tightly in his hand and preparing to return to the cab.
But he was too nervous and he fell forward without paying attention, hitting his forehead on the concrete road. His eyes met with Ovilimut who was clinging to the bottom of the truck, and he trembled with fear.
The soldier a few steps away saw him fall and immediately ran over, trying to squat down and help him up.
Master Nuo was worried that the other party might see him when he squatted down, so he quickly got up from the ground with his limbs like an old turtle scalded by boiling water. His forehead was scratched by the cement road and was bleeding.
"Comrade, are you okay? Do you want to go to the hospital?"
Master Nuo covered his forehead with his hand, feeling a sharp pain. "It's okay, just a minor injury, it will heal in a while. I'm in a hurry to transport the goods, so I'll leave first."
He sat in the driver's seat, started the car and drove inside.
I didn't dare speed up, for fear of attracting the attention of the people behind me.
The soldier looked at the rear of the truck and muttered, "Isn't it said that Yaohua treats its employees very well? It's okay if it's a little late, can't we just load it into another truck first?"
The ground is so dirty, what if the wound gets infected?
The security guard took a puff of his cigarette and said, "We were all poor people before. It was not easy to get such a good job. We all cherish it very much. Drivers like them got their driver's licenses only after the company paid someone to teach them how to drive."
"What is that?" A plastic bag in the middle of the road attracted a soldier's attention.
He walked forward, bent down and picked up the thing. After seeing the thing clearly, the expression on his face immediately faded.
How did the packaging bag of compressed biscuits appear here?
There was still half a piece left in it, which had been bitten by someone else.
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