What the hell is a private enterprise?

Chapter 357 Fleet Launch (600 monthly votes in May)

Yang Shengli was in a very good mood.

Although they missed out on building the 891 aircraft carrier, they've recently started a new project:
This time, it wasn't the navy offering suggestions, but rather higher authorities directly demanding the development of the next generation of new frigates:

The code name is estimated to be 054 or 056. The focus is on near-shore anti-submarine warfare, so the tonnage is not large and the price is cheap. There was an order for 12 in the first batch.

Logically, Huangpu Shipyard, which bears the most blame, should receive compensation and be allocated more orders.

Furthermore, because it "built" battleships and aircraft carriers, Huangpu Shipyard's reputation also spread, resulting in a lot of orders for civilian ships, truly a win-win situation in terms of fame and fortune.

However, this good mood came to an abrupt end with the arrival of a few people:

The familiar naval uniform, the familiar scene, and the other person's expression that seemed to be hiding a big secret.

No way?
Yang Shengli immediately sensed something was wrong, and then his suspicions were confirmed.

Old Zhang: "Director Yang, let's go somewhere quiet to talk."

"You're going to..."

"That's right, the navy will add a new battleship."

"..."

Yang Shengli rubbed his head listlessly, grimacing as he asked:

"Why don't you go and try the Yangcheng Shipyard next door?"

"The more debts you have, the better. Anyway, you guys have the most experience."

"Yamato?"

"No, it's a 100,000-ton battleship."

Yang Shengli looked at him like he was an idiot.
"Are you crazy? With that money, you could build an aircraft carrier, or even two Guang Sheng ships, which would be better than battleships!"

"Stop cursing."

Old Zhang also felt awkward all over, and was thinking about how to get the East China Sea Fleet to take over.

The North Sea Fleet has battleships, the South Sea Fleet has aircraft carriers—you have them all?

Will I get kicked out if I do this?

……

San Francisco.

It wasn't until he stepped out of the airport that Dou Liqing felt everything around him become real.

"Freedom, I'm coming!"

After yelling like an idiot, he finally followed the instructions given on the phone to find the sign and soon saw a man holding up a sign with the three crooked characters "Dou Liqing".

He hurried forward, dragging his bags, and the other person immediately asked him who he was.

After confirming, the man led him into a van, and they sped off from the airport.

Dou Liqing's English was decent, but when he struck up a conversation with someone, he learned that the person was just a driver who was showing off his academic knowledge, which he couldn't understand at all. He could only appreciate the prosperity outside.

Look at these skyscrapers.

Look, this wide highway.

Look, this free blonde.

Look, these hills are covered in greenery.

Look... wait a minute, is the association's location really that remote? This looks like the road leading into the mountains.

He asked the driver, who said that the destination was a villa complex in the suburbs.

It turned out to be a home party.

He had no further questions, and then, exhausted from the journey, he fell into a deep sleep until he was shaken awake.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a burly red-necked man with a full beard and thick body hair, looking like a wild man. But he seemed very friendly and politely asked me to get off the bus. After settling the fare with the driver, I took care of my luggage first.

Dou Liqing felt that this person might be a bodyguard or something similar. He followed the burly man forward in a daze, passed through the manor gate and arrived at the villa entrance. He could faintly hear that there were many people inside.

The burly man stopped there, gesturing for him to go in alone. Pushing open the villa's door, he was greeted by a group of muscular men of various skin colors, gathered around chairs.

The other party expertly dragged him to the coffee table, pressed his fingerprints on a series of documents, and then forced him to stand still, his hands twisted, facing the Mosaic man on the sofa.

The latter looked at his appearance and said directly in English:

"Kid, welcome to the United States. You now owe the Gray Gang a total of $50,000 for airfare, travel expenses, and security fees. You need to pay it off within the next 12 months or you will not be allowed to leave San Francisco."

Of course, we can also find you a job, for just 25% of your monthly salary. You seem perfect for being a dancer, haha!

Dou Liqing, whose face was contorted in pain, felt a chill run down her spine upon hearing the laughter of those around her. She quickly tried to explain:

"I am a VIP guest of the California Varley Cultural Exchange Association. You have the wrong person. Let me leave now!"

"Leave? You want to come to the US? We helped you with the connections and provided the funding, and you dare to go back on your word?"

Gray's eyes turned fierce, as if he wanted to devour someone.

"Imported through illegal channels? No, I entered the country legally, I have a visa!"

"We helped you with that, it belongs to the great Gray, of course... Take this guy out to work and pay us back right away!"

Two burly men grabbed Dou Liqing and dragged him away, ignoring his screams.

Then Gray stepped aside and dialed a phone:

"Sir, the people you requested have been arranged and are all under control."

……

Goose City.

"In such a good mood, did the oil well gushed again?"

Seeing Tang Wen suddenly laugh after answering a phone call, Shi Juzhu also wanted to find out some inside information.

"No, it's nothing, just a small matter... Get in the car, let's go see the boat."

Ten days have passed, and Shi Juzhu is still somewhat skeptical when he learns that all the fishing boats have been built. He gets into the car with doubt in his heart.

However, when he arrived at the port and opened the car door, he froze on the spot:
Rows of white-and-blue Dongjiang-type ships crowded together in the harbor, all bows facing outwards, ready to set sail. The formation almost occupied the entire area of ​​the inner harbor, and the iconic "G" logos representing the golden snails fluttered in the wind.

Beside the rows of fishing boats stood a colossal vessel:
Super Yorktown.

This "concrete aircraft carrier" was specially painted a whitish gray, and it really looks like cement that has been plastered. The contrast between the large and small medical and fishing boats creates a strong sense of oppression.

Even more outrageous, the aircraft carrier deck was filled with aircraft at this time, including A4E, F4F, F8F, SBD, TBD, and even B25.

The planes were densely packed together and moored according to the combat layout, with their wings folded up so much that they could hardly fit inside, making it clear that the entire deck was ready for an attack.

After a moment of shock, Shi Juzhu silently took a step away from Tang Wen.

"Don't let the blood splatter on me."

Tang Wen:?
"This is a model! The airplane is real, but the base is a concrete platform!"

Shi Juzhu then reluctantly accepted reality, and said with eyes full of envy:
"Brother, when my aircraft carrier comes back, I'm going to fill it with planes too. My aircraft carrier can go anywhere, and when it does, hmph... it'll be so cool. From now on, I'll hold my company's annual meeting on the aircraft carrier!"

Wait, can this concrete aircraft carrier even be started?

"Of course you can, but since it's a cement model, it can only run for a little over 10 sections."

"Enough, enough!"

"The Northern Fisheries Alliance Conference will be held on this ship. I'll cover the fuel and maintenance costs. Let's head north together with the fishing boat!"
"The planes are all kept, as long as there's enough space for people to stand!"

Tang Wen nodded and then said:
"This can also be used as a promotional prop for the scenic area... There are 26 new boats here, 3 fishing boats borrowed from the Dongjiang Association, plus your 6, for a total of 35 thousand-ton fishing boats and 1 aircraft carrier."

"Why don't you send your cruiser over?"

"They still have a mission."

Tang Wen then fobbed them off, saying that the oil wells in the Spratly Islands required a fleet to produce a burst, so the Super Yorktown had to launch its attack alone this time.

Although there are many ruthless people in China now, the truly ruthless ones should be him or Shi Juzhu.

(End of this chapter)