Xiaomi Heavy Industry, its first entrepreneurial venture!

Chapter 550 Dmitry: The only reason I'm contacting you is to restock! (Second update!)
Tehran, Iran.

Amir was busy working when he heard his phone chime. He grabbed it in a flurry and saw that it was a message from Mao Xiaofei. He then eagerly unlocked the screen and looked at the message on his phone.

His face darkened the moment he saw the message.

But his face darkened for only a moment, because the content of the message was not unexpected.

If this had happened within Iran, the other side would likely have come over. But it just so happens that it's not in Iran, but in Yemen.

The image of Chinese people in the international arena has always been one of moderation and peace, with very few instances of radicalism.

If their people appear in Yemen, in Houthi territory, and help the Houthis build communication facilities, it will 100% attract international attention.

Even if I were in Lin Yi's shoes, I would never do such a thing.

But now I'm not in the other person's shoes; I'm in my own shoes.

The problem is...

Even with very clear instructions, those base station devices were difficult to install.

Since Xiaomi Heavy Industry isn't sending installation personnel, they'll have to be forced to give it a try.

With this in mind, he took the relevant information and, before sunset, intercepted Mohrabad in his office.

He handed over the relevant documents and spread his hands, saying, "The current situation is that Xiaomi Heavy Industry will not send workers over, nor will it allow us to move our workers in Iran."

"We can only send our own people!"

"My personal suggestion is to select some of our best personnel to learn from the construction workers of Xiaomi Heavy Industry Group who are working in Iran."

"After I finish my studies, I'll go to Yemen."

“Once the construction is completed in Yemen, these people can remain in place and control the Houthi's communication facilities.”

"A win-win situation!"

Upon learning that Xiaomi Heavy Industry would not send anyone to participate in the construction and that workers already in Iran were not to be mobilized, a hint of displeasure flashed in Mohrabad's eyes.

But he quickly suppressed his displeasure, because he still needed something from China.

Last time, they sold a batch of goods. If something goes wrong again at this time, the other party may cut off all ties.

Even based on geopolitics, we will not continue to deal with Iran.

After weighing the pros and cons, he agreed to Amir's idea: "You take charge personally, select a group of suitable people, let them learn the relevant things from the ZTE construction workers, and then send them to Yemen to help the Houthi rebels establish a communications network!"

Having received his instructions, Amir wrote them down and was about to turn and leave when he heard Mohrabad press him for more information:
"The profits from smuggling were much lower last month. What happened?"

Faced with this question, Amir didn't know how to respond.

After a few seconds of silence, he walked back to sit down in front of Mohrabad: "During this period, the anti-smuggling department has intensified its efforts, and the president is also supporting them."

“A lot of the things we transported in the name of the Revolutionary Guard were seized by them.”

“These items are mostly large pieces, which used to be very profitable goods. Now that they’ve been confiscated, there’s naturally not much money left.”

“You were busy going to Yemen at that time, so I didn’t tell you this news. Now that you’ve asked, I’ll tell you the whole story.”

“I’ve also been looking for new goods lately, but they haven’t been easy to come by.”

"The Apple phones that are desirable and in high demand among wealthy people in China are very rare on the market."

"They don't even look down on the others!"

"So I'm planning to find an opportunity to increase our oil smuggling volume. That's the only thing that's truly profitable!"

Upon learning that Amir was planning to increase the amount of oil smuggled, Mohrabad wanted to say something, but considering that everything cost money, he decisively chose to remain silent: "You handle it, and if there's anything I need to do, just let me know!"

"No matter what I'm busy with, I will definitely make time to take care of these things!"

Having received this ambiguous promise, Amir smiled happily and turned to leave.

Back in his office, he took out several boxes from his drawer—several brand-new cell phone boxes, still sealed in plastic film, completely unopened.

He placed the boxes in front of him, ran his fingers over them, and finally landed on a box covered in Chinese characters.

This is clearly a Xiaomi 1s.

After looking at the box for a while, he found a tote bag, stuffed it into the bag, shut down the computer on his desk, and then left with the tote bag.

He's going to deliver a gift!

Send all these boxes out!
Smuggle whichever item is easiest to send out!
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Suzhou.

After several hours of flight, Lin Yi finally returned to his loyal Suzhou.

When he and Ji Shuangshuang walked hand in hand into the office building, the entire company was in an uproar.

Upon receiving the news, a group of people emerged from every corner, staring at the two individuals as if they were visiting a zoo to see monkeys.

They weren't surprised by this unexpected yet reasonable event; they were simply curious.

I'm curious what made Lin Yi announce this matter before the new year.

When Cao Bin pushed open his office door—the eighth time in the entire company he'd opened the door under the pretense of work but couldn't say anything about it—Lin Yi sent a message to all the senior executives:
[If you use the excuse of having work to come and watch the spectacle again, all your bonuses for this year will be deducted!]

As soon as the message was sent, Cao Bin chuckled, quickly dusted himself off, and left.

He had barely left when Mao Xiaofei knocked on the door. Just as Lin Yi was about to speak, Mao Xiaofei quickly held up the documents in his hand:
"Boss, I really do have a job!"

"This is the information sent by Mr. Dmitri from America. In this information, he inquired in detail about whether more compatible languages ​​could be added to the developer options and whether the software could be adapted to mobile operating systems."

"Besides that, he also asked you to call him back!"

Reaching out to take the document, I found that the contents were indeed as Mao Xiaofei had said. It was an email from Dmitry requesting that the phone be compatible with more languages ​​and that I return a phone call.

He nodded calmly: "You've secured your bonus for this year!"

After saying that, Lin Yi picked up his phone and, without even checking the time, started calling Dmitry. As for Mao Xiaofei next to him, after Lin Yi started making the call, he looked around like a thief who had entered a warehouse.

Upon seeing the ring on Lin Yi's finger, his eyes lit up, a knowing smile appeared on his lips, he gave a silent, strange laugh, bent down, and slowly left the office.

America, Virginia, Arlington. Awakened by a phone call in the middle of the night, Dmitri felt incredibly angry and wanted to kill two people.

But after seeing the name on the phone, he suppressed his anger and calmly answered the call: "Mr. Lin, I remember saying last time that I hoped you would consider the time before calling!"

"Get to the point!" Lin Yi on the other end of the phone showed no mercy. "Long-distance calls are expensive!"

"Are you short of that two cents?" Dmitry asked back into the phone, quickly adding:

"Restock!"

"The last batch of goods is almost sold out, and I need you to prepare another batch for me."

"If this batch of goods can be adjusted according to the requirements I sent you, then we will adjust it."

"If there's not enough time, just send it to me directly!"

"By the way, I need to get this shipment before your New Year."

"Over the years, many places in North and South America have been influenced by your festive atmosphere. On your New Year's Day, they also choose to shop, eat, and buy some nice things."

"This time of year is perfect for selling smuggled goods!"

This news seemed to greatly surprise Lin Yi on the other end of the phone, a gasp of surprise followed, and after a while, Lin Yi responded:

"Still the same quantity as last time?"

"Increase the quantity by 50% based on the previous quantity. Payment will be made according to the previous terms: 50% upfront, and the remaining 50% later. Ship by air, not by sea."

After stating his request, Dmitry gripped his phone, relaxed his breathing, and waited for a response.

The quantity he took last time was terrifying, and this time he's adding another 50%, so the quantity will be even more terrifying. If he can't get this batch of goods before the Chinese New Year, he'll miss the big New Year sales.

If the goods can't be sold, that would be a real problem.

There were faint sounds coming from the phone. Dmitri listened for a moment and realized that Lin Yi seemed to be coordinating goods, so he didn't say anything more.

About 20 minutes later, after a series of hurried words, Lin Yi's voice came through the phone:
"I just checked the production schedule, and we can arrange this batch of goods for you before the New Year!"

"Once you transfer the prepayment, I'll immediately arrange production, and as soon as it's finished, I'll have someone deliver the goods to you!"

"OK! Besides the phone, add 20% to the quantity of the corresponding home appliances and small items. I'll transfer the money for the phone first, and the rest later." Dmitri trusted Lin Yi's character completely. After saying this into the phone, he hung up, took his laptop out of the safe, and began processing the money transfer.

After transferring the money, he picked up his phone again and called Lexis, a CIA agent in Mexico who was in charge of smuggling.

In Ensenada, Mexico, Lexis, who receives a phone call in the middle of the night, is outwardly a Mexican native but is actually a CIA agent working on a smuggling ring. He wants to curse her out.

But the name flashing on his phone screen was that of his boss, Dmitry, who was closer to him than his own father. He immediately swallowed all the words he was about to say and put on a smile instead.

Even though the other person can't see it, the genuine joy in the smile and flattery is real and will make the other person happy.

“Mr. Dmitri, it is an honor to receive your call at this time. Your humble servant Lexis is at your service.”

"What are your orders? Whatever they are, Lexis will go through fire and water for you!"

A barrage of flattery left Dmitri completely bewildered. After taking a few deep breaths to compose himself, Dmitri's condescending voice, carrying a command, reached Lexis's ears.

"Lexis, contact the people in the supply chain and get rid of all the goods you have as soon as possible!"

"Because we're about to go on a big project, I need more warehouses!"

"Understand?"

"Understood! Understood!" Lexis nodded repeatedly on the other end of the phone, followed by another round of frantic flattery.

The phone call was abruptly ended amidst flattery.

The moment the call ended, Lexis's smile vanished, replaced by an extremely serious expression.

Since my dear Lord Dmitri has spoken, then we need to clear out this batch of goods as soon as possible to make room for the next shipment!
He put his phone aside, jumped out of bed, and went to the bathroom to wash up.

Less than 10 minutes later, a smart and handsome blond white man appeared in front of the mirror, tidied his hair, and Lexis grabbed his phone and went out.

He took a breath of the warm Mexican wind in the hallway, then kicked open the door to the next room:

"Get up, everyone! Director Dmitry called and told us to clean up this shipment as soon as possible and prepare for the next one."

"Get up now, everyone, load the goods onto the truck, load the drone onto the truck, and then go deliver the goods!"

After yelling at this room, he went to the next room, kicked open the door, and repeated what he had just said.

After he kicked the door open for the fourth time, the hallway was already full of people.

He glanced back at the group, then waved his hand dismissively: "Let's go, transport the goods!"

These people are very quick and efficient.

With Lexis's coordination, they managed to load all the goods in the warehouse onto the trucks before dawn, all within just a few hours.

The truck started and headed towards the Mexican-American border.

Scientific research has confirmed that the time when a person is most tired is between 3 a.m. and 7 a.m.

This is also the best time to sleep.

Falling asleep during this time will result in a very good sleep experience.

But these sleep experiences are those of ordinary people, not those of America's National Guard!

On Highway 8, closest to the border between Mexico and America, Boulder Barrier, a member of the California National Guard, sits in the driver's seat of a truck, his eyes fixed on the border line hidden in the darkness.

They're here to catch those damn smugglers and those who illegally cross the border.

During this period, I don't know if these smugglers have gone crazy, or if these illegal border crossers have gone crazy.

They were like crabs rushing into the sea, completely ignoring the road and charging headlong towards the border.

After crossing the border, they began to run for their lives, as if zombies were chasing them. Looking at the speed at which those people ran, Boulder, who was 1.87 meters tall, could only feel envy.

Because he can't run that fast, and his duration isn't as long as those people's.

He couldn't understand why these people would do such a thing!

Thinking this, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the border line on his left out of the corner of his eye, and it seemed like something was going on!
(End of this chapter)