Xiaomi Heavy Industry, its first entrepreneurial venture!

Chapter 166 He's Back! (First Update!)

Thinking of something happy, Lin Yi's lips unconsciously curled up.

However, the next second, Qin Chao's curious voice rang in his ears:

"Did you think of something happy? Tell us so we can all have a laugh together."

"No, no, no!" Lin Yi waved his hands repeatedly, then tucked the relevant documents under his arm and stood next to Qin Chao.
"Don't worry, Secretary. After the groundbreaking ceremony today, I'll have the construction team move in tomorrow. We'll try to get the factory up and running in six months, and then we'll start our big rampage."

"To earn GDP for Suzhou, to earn tax revenue for Suzhou!"

"You're such a chatterbox!" Qin Chao chuckled and waved his hand, gesturing towards the 2000 mu of land in front of him. "You can't possibly build a battery factory on all 2000 mu of land, can you? Tell me, do you have any other plans?"

"Let me know first, so I can be prepared."

When asked about his future plans, Lin Yi raised his right hand, pointing downwards with his middle and ring fingers extended, mimicking the movement of a person walking: "That will definitely be a car!"

"However, this requires a longer supply chain and higher requirements, so we can only take it slowly."

These words, especially Lin Yi's advice to take it slow, made a hint of admiration flash in Qin Chao's eyes. He patted Lin Yi on the shoulder and said calmly, "That's ambition!"

After giving his praise, he put his hands behind his back, turned around, and looked at the vast expanse of land in front of him:

“You’re right, this can’t be rushed, but the municipal government can start working on it first.”

"We'll start by laying the groundwork, and then proceed gradually."

Lin Yi was slightly taken aback by Qin Chao's calm words. He walked to Qin Chao's side, looked in the direction Qin Chao was looking, and asked gently, "Take it slow, or you'll be doing all the work for someone else."

The next second, Qin Chao looked at him with disdain: "Look at you, you're being narrow-minded again, aren't you?"

"I—" Lin Yi choked on his words, then lowered his head helplessly: "Ah, yes, yes, I was narrow-minded."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Chao put his hand on his shoulder:
"Remember, when you go out, make as many friends as possible, and don't take everything for yourself."

"Let's go, now that the groundbreaking ceremony is over, I'll come and take a look at your factory."

"I heard you don't even get a holiday during the Chinese New Year. You're exploiting your workers!"

In just a few words, Lin Yi realized that Qin Chao was giving him pointers, and at the same time, he also understood his plans.

It's simply that he's accumulated enough seniority and is now preparing to create a large pie for others to accumulate seniority in the future.

Historically, this was called "Xiao Gui Cao Sui".

When Qin Chao finally said that he had oppressed the workers, Lin Yi rolled his eyes and said, "I paid them three times their wages!"

After he rolled his eyes, Qin Chao rolled his eyes too: "That's still exploitation!"

He took out his phone and sent a message to Han Shunfa, asking him to inform the workshop and make preparations for welcoming them.

After finishing his preparations, he apologized to Qin Chao and turned to walk towards Little Sader, who was standing on the outskirts of the crowd:
"We're going back to the factory now, do you want to come with us?"

Little Sadr stood there, his right hand supporting his chin, his blue eyes occasionally glancing at Qin Chao, pausing for a moment, before falling on the others.

After a while, he nodded slightly: "You guys go ahead, I'll go behind and take a look."

"Okay! Then be careful!"

The HS107 plot is right next door. When Qin Chao went to inspect the factory, he didn't choose to take a car, but instead led his people there step by step.

As he entered the factory gate, he waved his hand, signaling Lin Yi to lead the way, and they went straight into the production workshop.

In the production workshop, workers sit on the assembly line, raw materials go in from one side of the production line, and finished products come out from the other side.

Inspect, pack, and send to the warehouse.

Then it was loaded onto a truck and sent away.

The group of people eventually stopped in the packaging workshop.

Qin Chao frowned upon seeing the Japanese writing on the packaging box:

"Why is it all in Japanese? Isn't there anything in your own language?"

"Yes!" Lin Yi pointed to the corner, where there were some packaged rice cookers piled up.

The packaging boxes for these rice cookers bear the logo of Xiaomi Heavy Industry.

The two types of packaging differ drastically in quantity; it's easy to tell which one is more popular once you look at them.

"This won't do!" Qin Chao suddenly interjected, his eyes fixed intently on Lin Yi.

"We are a global leader in batteries, and we shouldn't lag behind Japan in such small commodities."

"What happened?"

"You're asking me? Who should I ask?" Lin Yi spread his hands, pointing to the rice cooker covered in Japanese labels:

"These are goods ordered by companies under the Japan Agricultural Cooperative. They are sold in Japan, but the target customers are Chinese tourists visiting Japan."

Then he pointed to the pile in the corner: "This rice cooker is the same as some of the products from the home appliance factories under my management."

"In addition to domestic sales, we also sell it in Japan."

"Moreover, the sales figures in Japan are quite considerable."

In short, the grass is always greener on the other side.

After hearing this explanation, Qin Chao touched his nose; he was speechless.

After a while, he spoke to Lin Yi again:

"Keep it up, take over the home appliance market too!"

Hearing Qin Chao add another requirement, Lin Yi's face hardened: "I'm working hard!"

However, no sooner had he finished speaking than Qin Chao stepped back, pointed at him, and addressed the reporters and others behind him:
"This is the new technological spirit of Suzhou: an indomitable spirit and a courageous and enterprising spirit!"

"Clap if you understand!"

A round of applause erupted, but Lin Yi remained expressionless, unsure whether to laugh or cry.

He could only exclaim in his heart, "Wow!"

This is like forcibly putting yourself in a difficult position and forcing yourself to run forward!
All I can say is, he's a seasoned veteran; even his methods of swindling people are so refreshingly unconventional.

After touring the rice cooker workshop, Qin Chao wanted to visit two other workshops, and even the construction site that was under construction.

Lin Yi was thinking of a reason to refuse when his secretary, Xiao He, leaned over and whispered a few words in Qin Chao's ear.

There was some distance between them, and Lin Yi couldn't hear what was said clearly.

But after Xiao He finished speaking, Qin Chao rolled his eyes, chirped a few words silently, and then called for everyone to leave.

Lin Yi breathed a sigh of relief after seeing off the large group of people.

The torment is finally over.

Standing in front of the guardhouse, he took out the document tucked under his arm, opened it, and slowly ran his fingers over the words on it.

Last life.

Having made money, they wanted to renovate the old factory.

Even with connections, it still took more than a month to complete the paperwork.

Now, 2000 mu of land has been easily acquired, and it was even expedited.

Indeed, people need to be useful to some extent.

He put the documents back into the file folder, turned around, relaxed all his muscles, and slowly walked towards the office building.

I went upstairs and back to my office, only to find little Sadr leaning against the office door with his arms crossed.

Upon hearing footsteps, the other person immediately looked up.
"Your Party Secretary has left?"

"You're gone! When did you get back?" Lin Yi asked, taking out his keys and opening the office door.

"While you're all busy going to the workshop," Sadr Jr. followed closely behind into the office. Sitting down on the sofa, he said directly, "I need your help registering a company."

"Then, I will send some people over to manage it."

"Of course, we're all smart people, so I won't hide anything from you."

"Actually, it was just fleeing from disaster."

"So if they run into trouble here, I hope you can help them."

Under Sadr's watchful gaze, Lin Yi tapped his fingers on the table for a long time before replying indifferently, "As long as it doesn't break the law or violate regulations, it's fine."

"Especially when it comes to religion."

Seeing that Lin Yi agreed, Little Sader breathed a sigh of relief, sat up straight, and replied, "Don't worry."

“When they return home, they are faithful believers in the Lord; when they are out in public, they are just ordinary people.”

After saying this, Sadr sat down on the sofa as if deflated, staring blankly at the ceiling.

His appearance made Lin Yi wonder if he had lost his mind, so he simply walked up to him, raised his hand and waved it, asking:
"Are you feeling springy?"

"No!" Little Sader shook his head in denial, then looked up at Lin Yi:
"I don't understand why people in your country, whether ordinary citizens or officials, seem to do things in a very planned way."

"And when faced with certain issues, even if there are obvious disagreements, we will still take action."

"Instead of holding each other back."

"I find it very puzzling."

"Huh?" Lin Yi scratched his head, looking at Little Sader with a puzzled expression.

What the hell?

Is this foreigner possessed by a local ghost?

I reached out and pressed on little Sader's forehead. His temperature was normal, he didn't have a fever, and his vitreous humor was not cloudy, so he wasn't possessed by a ghost.

After hesitating for a moment, he finally asked, "Why do you ask that?"

“Just now, when we were in that field,” Little Sader gestured:
“There were a few people standing in the corner, and their expressions toward you and the old man who was talking earlier were very strange. I could tell from their expressions that they were not convinced.”

"But at the same time, I also saw a hint of admiration."

“I recorded their conversation and gave it to Ms. Ji Shuangshuang.”

"Ms. Ji Shuangshuang told me that these people were very dissatisfied with Mr. Qin's actions, but their words revealed that they were determined to complete these tasks one after another."

"I don't quite understand."

The words and actions of Little Sader completely shut Lin Yi down.

If an African or Slavic person said they didn't quite understand, Lin Yi said they understood perfectly.

But the Arabs say they don't understand, which doesn't make sense!
He is definitely not of pure Arab descent!
After mentally scoffing, Lin Yi sat down opposite Little Sader, crossed his arms, and replied, "Actually, they're all the same!"

"The reason for this difference is that the situation in the Middle East is chaotic and uncertain. Any gains that can be made now should not be put off until later."

"Because no one knows whether tomorrow or an accident will come first."

"But we are very safe here. There is no uncertainty about our future, so we have time to slowly wear each other down."

"So even if they don't agree, they will still put in their best effort to do it."

"do you understand?"

The deep voice made the light in little Sader's eyes flicker and dim several times before he continued to lie lazily on the sofa.
"I've already contacted Emirates Airlines and plan to go back in the next day or two."

"I'll transport all 10 tons of goods at once."

"Now I need you to complete the export procedures as soon as possible, and then I can take the goods away."

Upon hearing that it was about handling formalities, Lin Yi naturally took out his phone, found Xiao He's number, and sent her a message.

[Secretary He, are you there?]

[It's just a small matter!]

[It's about that Iraqi businessman who imports and exports goods and incidentally opens a company...]

The message was sent, and the other party quickly replied with a text message.

[Have someone send the documents over!]

Upon receiving the reply, Lin Yi gave Little Sader an "OK" sign, then turned around and took Little Sader to prepare the relevant materials.

There are people in the court who are easy to do things with.

I started working on two things around noon, and by the time I got off work in the afternoon, the paperwork was all done.

Under the cover of night, in front of Zanwu Airport, Little Sader waved the paperwork in his hand:
"Don't bother seeing me off."

"My people are coming here, so please take good care of them."

After leaving those words, he turned and strode into the airport, disappearing into the neon lights.

Lin Yi stood at the door for a while, then turned around, got into his car, and returned to Xiaomi Heavy Industry.

…………

Dubai, United Arab Emirates.

Downtown, in the Emirates Airlines office building, Sally, in her high heels, pushed open the door to the executive's office, stepped inside, casually placed the documents she was holding on the desk, and parted her red lips to say:
“The captain of flight D1074 from China Express Airlines to Dubai just sent back a message.”

"Little Sadr of the Sadr Movement has returned from China."

"Then, he shipped 10 tons of goods."

"The goods' customs clearance manifest lists them as lithium sulfur-nitrogen compounds, and their declared purpose is batteries."

"Look..."

At the desk, Salika's direct supervisor, Moralid, reached for the document, brought it close to his eyes, then moved it away, and then brought it close to his eyes again.

The text on the document remained unchanged.

It is still a lithium sulfur-nitrogen compound, used in batteries.

He scratched his head, racking his brains, but couldn't recall any battery manufacturing plant in Iraq.

However, when he thought about how the Sadr Movement was a bunch of weaklings, he couldn't help but understand why the eldest son of the Sadr Movement would go to China to buy a batch of raw materials.

He put the file down, looked up at Salika, and said:

"Let's pretend we don't know anything about this. I will report the whole thing to the security bureau."

"If the security bureau wants to conduct an investigation, then you should cooperate on-site."

"If you're not going to investigate, then forget it."

Having received Moralid's order, Salika nodded, and gracefully exited the office in her high heels, closing the door behind her.

After closing the door, Moraide stuffed the documents into his briefcase, picked it up, and left.

Dubai is in the Eastern Time Zone 4, which is 4 hours behind Beijing time.

and so.

When Sadr arrived in Dubai at midnight local time, after a 9-hour flight that took off at 7 a.m., he boarded a plane that took off at 12 a.m.

Looking at the time, he rubbed his face in frustration, forced open his eyelids that were trying to stay open, and followed the staff member, numbly getting off the plane.

Holding my plane ticket, I waited at the airport for my connecting flight.

While he was waiting for his connecting flight, the UAE security officials were staring blankly at the green metal barrels being unloaded from the plane.

(End of this chapter)