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Chapter 539 The Turmoil Continues! (Third Update!)

The sudden request stunned Lin Yi. The request itself wasn't complicated, but what stunned him was that even if Little Sader got his hands on it, he wouldn't be able to use it.

Therefore, he did not understand why Sadr Jr. wanted such a system.

After a moment's hesitation, he finally asked the question that had been on his mind:

"What happened where you are? If it's complicated, you don't have to be specific, just give a general overview."

The person on the other end of the phone hesitated for a moment, but finally whispered the whole story:

"You remember those bastards from ISI, right? Just a while ago, they said they had a dozen dirty bombs and that they would kill anyone who didn't obey them."

"Also, you should remember the explosion at Turkey's second-largest port a while ago."

"A few days ago, according to information leaked by the Kurdistan Workers' Party, the person responsible for this explosion was the ISI."

"Türkiye has been secretly and relentlessly attacking these guys during this period. Turkey took action, and Syria, with Russia's support, also launched an attack against them."

"Surrounded by two forces, some of them fled back to Iraq from Syria and operated in northern Iraq, appearing in Baghdad during this period."

“During this time, my father has been trying to get our Sadr Movement into parliament.”

"Then the job of finding these people fell to us."

“I studied it carefully and found that if we had a sufficient number of drones equipped with facial recognition systems, we could find these people.”

"But facial recognition systems are too expensive!"

"That's why I thought of you, my old friend!"

"You should be able to solve my problem!"

Having figured out the reason, Lin Yi gently pinched his brow with his left hand, throwing a bucket of cold water on little Sader:
"Friend, it's no use!"

"If you want to catch them, the best way is to mobilize your grassroots organizations. If you lack relevant experience, I can give you some information on mobilizing grassroots organizations."

"But it may conflict with your doctrines and your interests, and you need to decide for yourself."

"As for what you said about drones equipped with facial recognition systems..."

"I can make it, but you still can't afford the cost."

"Because this is a complete system, and this system first requires a processing center, which costs at least hundreds of millions of dollars."

"Besides, drones are just an aid. What's really needed are cameras all over the streets and intersections."

“Building these things takes time, money, and manpower, and maintaining them also takes time, money, and manpower.”

"Moreover, there are many people in your country who pride themselves on being free and democratic, and they won't let cameras film them."

"Understand?"

"So my personal suggestion is that you should mobilize the grassroots organizations. In this way, you can take the opportunity to connect the Sadr movement with ordinary people."

"I can give you a copy of the materials if you need them!"

Baghdad's Green Zone, Iraq.

Sadr held his phone tightly in his right hand, while his left hand rested on the windowsill, his fingers tapping the windowsill idly.

After a period of effort, his father, Sadr, the founder of the Sadr Movement, finally led his group back to Baghdad.

Although this Baghdad was not loyal, it was already a blessing that he was able to return to Baghdad.

Next, the Sadr Movement needs to win hearts and minds, gradually increase its popularity among the people, and finally win the election.

At that time, with the law in one hand and a gun in the other, who would dare to say a word against it?
This time, finding those damned terrorists is a perfect pledge of allegiance, a pledge of allegiance to the ordinary people.

So, after thinking it over, he decided to listen to only half of it.

He brought the phone to his mouth again: "Lin Yi, I need the information you mentioned about mobilizing grassroots organizations. Also, I need you to give me a rough budget."

"That's the budget for setting up surveillance across the entire country, just like you said."

"I will send you the relevant information later."

"If possible, give it to me within three days. I need these things to persuade my father, and then my father to use these materials to persuade Congress."

Finally, he said thank you into the phone.

In Gusu, upon hearing Little Sader's "thank you," Lin Yi felt a pang of guilt for no apparent reason. However, he quickly buried this guilt in his heart, sat back down at his computer, and began organizing relevant information for Little Sader.

To mobilize grassroots organizations, you first need to have grassroots organizations.

Iraq and China have different national conditions. Iraq has many landlords, whose interests conflict with those of ordinary people and, to some extent, with the interests of the government.

The intensity of the conflict depends on whether officials and ordinary people will interfere with their interests.

So the first point is to organize ordinary people.

The simplest way to organize ordinary people is through incentives.

Agricultural cooperatives, handicraft cooperatives, industrial cooperatives—these are all acceptable.

These things can create jobs and easily win the favor of ordinary people.

Having won over the general public, the next step is to establish a few adversaries.

They could be terrorists or landlords who do bad things.

Lin Yi's fingers flew across the keyboard for four or five hours before he finally typed everything he could think of into the document.

After typing it out, he went through it again. Once he was done, he sent the document to Sadr Jr., who immediately sent him an email.

It's the information he just mentioned.

Upon opening it, one finds photos and maps taken from the air above Baghdad, along with corresponding population distribution data.

As he looked at the photos, he compared them with the map. After a while, he realized that building surveillance in Baghdad was much more difficult than in China.

Because Baghdad is a typical open-style community in Europe and America, with roads crisscrossing and streets coming up every few houses. A real five-star wanted criminal could disappear without a trace in such a neighborhood with just a couple of turns of the steering wheel.

To catch someone, a camera needs to be installed at every interface.

The costs are unsustainable.

However, it can be calculated.

Lin Yi opened the system panel and scanned the map and photos. Once the scan was complete, the street lengths and the number of street intersections appeared before Lin Yi's eyes.

After compiling this data, he sent it to Mao Xiaofei, giving him a deadline:
"Calculate how much it would cost to build a surveillance network in this area, and give me the details within 24 hours."

As soon as the message was sent, Mao Xiaofei replied with a question mark. Lin Yi ignored the question mark and quickly added Mao Xiaofei's name to his blacklist to prevent him from calling.

As soon as I put it in, my phone popped up a notification saying there was a blacklisted number that had been blocked.

The next second, his phone started ringing with QQ notifications.

It's all news about Mao Xiaofei. [Are you even human?]

[You posted about Baghdad! That's the capital of a country! You expect me to come up with a budget within 24 hours to build a surveillance network in such a large area?]

What kind of ridiculous international joke are you making?

【No, senior, have you received an order yet? Is it one of our projects? If so, we can get it done within 24 hours.】

【say! 】

"Alright, I've assigned the task to the budget department. They can provide the materials tomorrow. However, I've approved a 500 yuan bonus for each of them. They'll send over the receipt later; have General Manager Ji approve it!"

【alright!】

After reading the message, Lin Yi removed Mao Xiaofei from the blacklist. Then, he leisurely went out, walked into the finance office next door, found Ji Shuangshuang, and leaned against the door:
"Pack your things, and come with me to Hulu City!"

"By the way, I assigned Mao Xiaofei a task. He delegated it to his subordinates. The task requires overtime, and he requested a bonus of 500 yuan for each member of the task team. Could you approve it?"

At the desk opposite, Ji Shuangshuang was organizing documents. Hearing Lin Yi's words, she slowly raised her pretty face, her dark, grape-like eyes filled with murderous intent.
"Do you want to hear what you're saying? One minute you're telling me to pack my things and go on a business trip with you, the next you're asking me to approve some documents."

"Should I pack my things and go on a business trip first, or should I approve the application first?"

Meeting those murderous eyes, Lin Yi guiltily took a half-step back. "You approve the note first!"

"Let's go out together after we've finished approving the notes!"

Seeing his guilty look, the murderous intent in Ji Shuang's eyes disappeared. She lowered her head and quickened her pace in organizing the documents: "I just want to ask, is this business trip absolutely necessary? Can't you go alone?"

You'll regret it if you don't go!

These words made Ji Shuangshuang stop what she was doing again, raise her head, and look at Lin Yi with anticipation: "Really? Is there something good?"

After asking the question, a faint blush appeared on her cheeks.

Lin Yi nodded: "Great stuff! Absolutely great stuff, something you can brag about to the whole world."

"It'll make me so proud to tell everyone!"

"Your dad won't even beat you if you stand on your family's table to eat!"

“I understand…” Ji Shuangshuang smiled shyly, lowered her head, bound the documents she had organized, and began calling on the other people in the finance department to assign them tasks.

Realizing she was still busy, Lin Yi turned and left, returning to his room to pack his luggage.

After waiting for another half hour, Ji Shuangshuang, dragging a suitcase, knocked on Lin Yi's door: "Let's go!"

"I've packed it up!"

"go!"

"So, what exactly is the purpose of this trip to Huludao City?"

"Keep it secret!"

"Keep it a secret from me too!"

"Keep it secret for now!"

"I understand!"

…………

Huludao City, headquarters of the shipbuilding industry.

The alarm clock rang, and Tan Chuan, who was taking a nap on the sofa, opened his eyes, turned off the phone alarm, rubbed his eyes, and then walked towards the bathroom with squinted eyes.

He washed his face with cold water and felt much more refreshed. He put on his glasses, stretched reluctantly, and then opened the office door and walked out.

As soon as he stepped into the corridor, the door to the office next door opened, and the project managers from the branch offices below greeted him warmly.
"Mr. Tan, how did you sleep?"

"Not bad!" Tan Chuan stretched his neck and turned to look at the person who had asked the question.
"Can you finish your work this afternoon?"

The group of people who went out looked at each other and whispered a few words. The person at the front then spoke to Tan Chuan:

"It won't work in the afternoon, it will probably be around 9 p.m.

It took a little longer than expected. Tan Chuan shook his head and said to the others, "Hurry up."

"The guests we invited will almost all arrive tonight. If things aren't set up properly by tomorrow morning, it will be a real problem."

Mentioning the guests, the managers who were about to leave after hearing Tan Chuan's arrangements turned back and cautiously asked:

"Mr. Tan, I've heard from others that the guests invited this time are all very important. Could you tell us in advance who they are so we can see for ourselves?"

Seeing their curious expressions, Tan Chuan spread out his left hand and began to count on his fingers:
"First, there's the final assembly. Several heads of the army, navy, and air force will be coming; they're all big shots."

"Then came the General Staff, and they were all big shots."

"The rest are our sister companies, the aerospace, weapons industry, and weapon equipment companies. The heads of these companies will all be here."

"In addition, there's Xiaomi Heavy Industry, which is about to become our competitor, and their CEO will also be coming."

"When the time comes, you can talk to him about your thoughts."

Knowing that Lin Yi would be coming, the managers began to rub their hands together, while a sinister smile appeared on their faces: "Don't worry, President Tan, we will definitely have a good talk with him then."

"Talk to him about the issue of working overtime!"

When the topic of overtime came up, Tan Chuan smiled guiltily, waved to the group, turned around, and scurried away from the scene.

The overtime work these people are referring to is the period of frantic welding of the deck and hangar structure a while ago.

Xiaomi Heavy Industry produces parts very quickly; the parts are brought over ship after ship and piled up at the dock.

So, the shipbuilding workers, looking at that pile of parts, had no choice but to start working overtime, working like crazy.

As they worked overtime faster, the rate of parts consumption increased. Xiaomi Heavy Industry received the news and decisively improved parts production efficiency. As soon as the first batch of parts was used up, the second batch of parts arrived.

The second round accelerated again, and more parts arrived in the third round.

Despite working overtime like crazy, this group of people barely managed to finish cleaning up the aircraft carrier deck and hangar before New Year's Day.

I had a day off on New Year's Day, but new parts arrived, so I started working overtime again.

Therefore, the entire aircraft carrier project team had a lot of complaints about Xiaomi Heavy Industry, the culprit.

Now that I've heard Lin Yi is coming, I have to have a good talk with him.

We're working overtime to speed up the process, not to have you frantically produce parts and treat us like animals!
Thinking about what Lin Yi was about to encounter, Tan Chuan smiled smugly.

With a smile, he slowly walked to the foot of the giant ship.

Looking up, on the side of the aircraft carrier, a dozen people were hanging banners, and many more were busy cleaning, putting up reflective strips, and affixing directional signs.

(End of this chapter)