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Chapter 564 What a load of rubbish about celebrating the New Year! Get back to work! (First update!)

The constant vibrations in his pocket annoyed Lin Yi, so he went to a secluded corner and took out his cell phone, which he used to contact overseas clients.

On my phone, there was a constant stream of text messages.

These text messages were sent by two people: one was Dmitry, and the other was Salle.

Dmitry's message was simple: he needed to restock.

They're frantically restocking.

Saller's text message was even simpler; he was urging delivery of the tanks his brother had ordered.

After reading the contents of the text message, Lin Yi couldn't help but close his eyes.

He didn't want to communicate with those two people.

However, the thought of possibly needing to trouble these two people again forced him to muster his strength, and he walked towards Ji Shuangshuang with his phone in hand.
"We might have to go home first!"

The fireworks were going on enthusiastically, and Ji Shuangshuang was watching them intently when she heard Lin Yi's voice. Curious, she turned around:

"what's the situation?"

Lin Yi showed her the two names on his phone. When Ji Shuangshuang saw the names that had sent the text messages one after the other, her face twitched involuntarily.

As a finance professional at Xiaomi Heavy Industry, she was naturally familiar with these two names.

Dmitri is now a major customer of Xiaomi Heavy Industry in the Americas, and they want everything from home appliances to mobile phones produced by Xiaomi Group.

Moreover, a large batch of goods was replenished before the Lunar New Year.

Under normal sales conditions, the other party should not send a restocking text message at this time.

He should send a text message about the delayed payment.

Ji Shuangshuang racked her brains but still couldn't figure out why this guy would send such a text message at this time.

As for the other Saler, Lin Yi once mentioned his true identity.

The other party was very generous with the money, and the things they bought were also quite unusual.

This time, a total of 11 tanks were purchased.

That was a pre-ordered batch of goods. Xiaomi Heavy Industry has already started production, but the specific completion time will have to be postponed.

He's sending messages now, demanding early delivery.

That constitutes a breach of contract!
so annoying!
These people are so annoying!

Why send text messages and make phone calls during Chinese New Year?

After thinking it through, Ji Shuangshuang didn't understand; instead, she felt very annoyed.

I felt like those damn guys had ruined my date.

After a whole year, we finally have a few days off during the Lunar New Year, and we finally get to go on a date, but these guys still have to bother us.

I really want to kill them all!
Frustrated, she rubbed her hair for a while, then turned to Lin Yi and said, "Carry me on your back!"

"Huh?" Lin Yi was stunned for a moment, not understanding why the topic had changed from going back to carrying someone on his back.

Seeing Lin Yi in a daze, Ji Shuangshuang simply opened her arms and said, "I can't walk! Carry me back!"

With a soft sigh, Lin Yi bent down, let Ji Shuangshuang climb onto his shoulder, and slowly carried her on his back.

And so, the two walked against the flow of people from where the fireworks were being set off to the parking lot.

She sent messages to a few people in the same village, and the two hailed a taxi by the roadside. As soon as the driver quoted a high price, Ji Shuangshuang immediately turned cold and greeted the driver warmly in the local Guangling dialect.

The driver cursed, "Why are you trying to imitate outsiders, you local mule?" and reluctantly started driving.

The taxi stopped at the village entrance but didn't go into the village. Lin Yi paid the fare and carried Ji Shuangshuang on his back again to go home.

Upon entering the house, Lin Yi found Ji An kneeling at the door and made a joke. Only then did Lin Yi return to his room, take out his computer and phone, and send messages to Dmitry and Saler respectively.

Mr. Dmitry, was the cargo damaged?

【My dear Mr. Sale, we signed a contract back then, and you are now in breach of contract!】

After sending the two messages, Lin Yi gripped his phone, waiting for responses from both sides.

Dmitry's time is 12 noon, while Sall's time is around 6 pm.

It all depends on who calls first.

He guessed it was Dmitri, since that guy was after money, while Saler, he wasn't sure what he was up to.

Just as Lin Yi had guessed, it was Dmitry who called first. As soon as the call connected, his impatient voice came through:

"Send the goods to me as quickly as possible."

"Send me the goods according to the quantity we negotiated last time, and hurry up!"

What was the quantity negotiated last time?

Lin Yi thought for a moment and then sighed:
“Dear Mr. Dmitry, as you probably know, we are currently celebrating the New Year, and apart from the employees who stayed at the factory, everyone else is on holiday.”

"We will not be able to start work until the seventh day of the first lunar month, and the factory will not be able to operate normally until at least the tenth day of the first lunar month."

"The first batch of your order will not be shipped until around the fifteenth day of the first lunar month."

"Moreover, you ordered a lot of home appliances last time. This batch of home appliances needs to be shipped by sea and will take about a month and a half to arrive in America."

"The phone can be shipped by air, but it's a Xiaomi product, so I need to contact Xiaomi."

"At the earliest, we'll have to wait until the fifteenth of the first lunar month!"

"To put it another way, it will take at least 15 days before the goods can be shipped!"

When the number 15 days appeared in their conversation and was heard by Dmitri with perfect clarity, Dmitri on the other end of the phone exploded.

He roared:

"Damn it, my dear friend, you really should study how to be a qualified factory owner."

"The factory should operate 24 hours a day, 365 days a year, without any breaks!"

"Do you understand? My friend, you have no idea how much the people of America have loved your goods these past few days!"

"That's simply a miracle created by God!"

"So, my dear friend, bring all your employees back and have them work 24 hours a day, 365 days a year without interruption!"

The suggestion was good, but Lin Yi chose not to take it and jokingly said with a smile:
"Your Americas work eight hours a day, and as far as I know, your capitalists force their employees to work only four hours a day in order to avoid paying certain fees, and make them do part-time jobs. Am I right?"

This time, Dmitry remained silent.

After a long while, his voice rang out again:

“I don’t care what you say, you have to send me the first batch of goods on the tenth day of your first lunar month.”

"That's it, I'll hang up first!"

After hanging up the phone, Lin Yi was about to send messages to several important people in the company when his phone rang again.

It's Salle.

Hearing the urgent ringing, Lin Yi answered the phone:
“Mr. Saleh, I remember that the contract stipulated that the date should be June of this year.”

"You're already rushing us to deliver, isn't that a bit..."

"I'll add money!"

Lin Yi's words were interrupted abruptly by Saller, who offered a solution that Lin Yi could not refuse.

It is impossible to work overtime.

But he asked for more money!
Working overtime is tiring.

But he asked for more money!
He added money!
Lin Yi covered his forehead with his hand, and it took him a while to banish the voice urging him to work crazy overtime from his mind. He then gripped the phone tightly and asked the person on the other end:
"What happened?"

After asking this question, he was not met with a reply from Sall, but rather with a counter-question from Sall:
"Don't you know what's happened these past two days?"

"Didn't you see the news?"

The word "news" made Lin Yi pause for a moment. He began to recall the news broadcasts he had watched in the past few days. After confirming that Saudi Arabia was not mentioned in the broadcasts, he said in a very soft voice, "I've been preparing for the New Year, so I haven't been watching the news much."

"Has something happened in Saudi Arabia?"

This question seemed to be difficult for the person on the other end to answer. After a long while, Saller's voice, filled with gritted teeth, finally came through:
“Previously, our men drove M60 tanks to attack the Houthi rebels in Yemen, and 12 of our tanks were completely destroyed.”

"We have made some adjustments to the military during this period."

"In your words, it's called regrouping and then avenging our previous defeat."

"This time, we mobilized a full-strength armored battalion, a total of 42 Abrams tanks, all brand new."

"Then, these 42 tanks could no longer move after reaching the border between Yemen and Saudi Arabia."

"When America's engineers saw it, they said that all of these tanks were remotely locked."

"Amerika also responded that if we continue to use these tanks to fight the Houthis, they will continue to lock up these tanks."

"If we withdraw the tanks and use infantry to fight, they can unlock the tanks."

Finally, Lin Yi heard Salle grinding his teeth.

After grinding his teeth for a while, Saleh continued, "Without tank support, our infantry cannot advance on the plateau."

"Relying solely on the air force would be a waste of ammunition."

"Now, I need you, my dear friend!"

Saller's words were full of pleading. Lin Yi could understand his situation, but he could understand America's actions even better.

You painstakingly build an invincible, unparalleled tank, arguably the strongest in the world, and then sell it to the neighboring country. The people next door, armed with this invincible tank, get wiped out by infantry, and their entire units are wiped out.

Anyone would be anxious!
Although nothing has happened yet, there is a saying that goes, "nip it in the bud."

Instead of worrying about arousing suspicion later, it's better to lock the machine directly and prevent the tank from leaving.

As long as there's no fight, he's still invincible.

As long as you remain invincible, you can intimidate others.

Lin Yi rubbed his cheek and said in a very regretful tone:

“Mr. Saller, I’m sorry, but I would also like to deliver the tank to you at this time.”

"But the problem is that our workers are on holiday, not just our workers, but also the workers in our supply chain."

"They also need time."

"Besides, the parts haven't arrived yet, so even if I wanted to give them to you, I couldn't."

"hug……"

Before he could finish saying "I'm sorry," Sall interrupted him:

"I'll add more money, I'll double it for you!"

"Previously, a tank cost $1000 million. I'll increase it to $2000 million. Get me one right now!"

"Understand?"

"I still have work to do, so I'll hang up now. Get back to me once you've confirmed a time when you can ship the goods..."

beep...

The phone went dead, silencing Lin Yi as he finished speaking.

What could he say?

He couldn't say anything.

The only option is to call people back to work overtime.

Besides overtime work, transportation is also a major problem.

The standard weight of the new tank is 55 tons. China does not have such a transport aircraft. The only two aircraft capable of transporting tanks of this weight are the Soviet Union's An-124 and An-225.

An-124 can transport two vehicles, and An-225 can transport three vehicles.

Given the Russians' nature, if you rent their planes, they'll definitely try to do something with them.

very annoying.

If they could rent planes from Ukraine, America would definitely get involved.

More annoying.

What a bunch of lunatics! Why are they fighting during the Chinese New Year?!

After cursing in his heart, Lin Yi took out his phone and sent a message to Cao Bin:

[Go home early on the third day of the Lunar New Year. Sall just called and wants a tank delivered immediately; he's raised the price to $2000 million per tank.]

Not long after the message was sent, Cao Bin replied with a question mark.

Following the question mark was a mistyped phrase he had made out of surprise.

"Is he crazy? I saw in the news that the tanks they purchased in 2006 only cost a little over $1100 million each, and that included basic logistical support."

[Previously, international rumors suggested that Iraq was preparing to purchase 140 M1A1M tanks, including training ammunition and maintenance kits, at a cost of only $1500 million per vehicle. Our tank hasn't even been delivered yet, and they're already asking for $2000 million?]

Is he crazy, or am I?

The messages were enough to show Cao Bin's shock. Lin Yi, recalling America's actions, sent a message to the other side:
He was driven mad. They were preparing to use tanks to attack the Houthi rebels in Yemen, but America locked the tanks in place...

The message was so shocking that it took about 10 minutes for Cao Bin on the other end to reply:
No wonder!

I'll leave on the afternoon of the second day of the Lunar New Year, and I should arrive by noon on the third day!

After replying to Cao Bin with an "OK," Lin Yi started sending messages to other people.

Meanwhile, thousands of kilometers to the west in Saudi Arabia, Saeed is furious.

In the brightly lit room, he picked up the porcelain and pottery pieces he had won at the auction one by one, and then smashed them down forcefully.

The sound of porcelain and pottery shattering echoed incessantly in the room, while Salle and Musa stood at the doorway, jumping up and down with each shard of porcelain breaking.

They'll jump again the next time the porcelain breaks.

They jumped to the back and then simply stopped jumping altogether.

Because Saeed had already smashed all the porcelain and pottery in the room, and the remaining wooden furniture was too heavy for him to move.

All I could do was sigh and look at the furniture.

It took him a while to compose himself before turning to look at the two people at the door:

"Come here, you two, what do you think we should do?"

As the two approached, he fixed his gaze on Musa:
"Tell me!"

When his brother asked him a question, Musa licked his chapped lips, then grinned, revealing the cracks on his lips:

"Isn't this what we were guessing? We should be happy now, not sulking."

"Everything is still within our plan, and the losses that have occurred are still within acceptable limits."

"Instead of appearing one day when we are facing annihilation."

"We should be happy!"

After hearing Musa's words about turning a funeral into a celebration, Saeed was about to argue, but when the words were on the tip of his tongue, he realized that Musa was right.

They had long suspected that military equipment was being locked up during the battle.

This time, however, it was before the battle with the Hussein.

No battle took place, no losses were incurred, and this also proved a previous conjecture.

We should definitely be happy!

(End of this chapter)