I couldn't take it anymore; when I went home for Chinese New Year, the family genealogy book ha

"Zhou Tiejun! You damn well better not block my way! Let me go up and check out that hydraulic bending machine first!"

"Get lost! I saw that first! Go unload your drilling machine from the back carriage!"

As soon as the train came to a stop, dozens of technicians rushed onto the carriages like madmen.

Zhou Tiejun ran the fastest.

This mechanical fanatic, who usually gets impatient after only three sentences with people, now had his eyes gleaming green as he climbed up the carriage floor.

He ripped open the canvas cover securing the equipment and was completely stunned when he saw the fully automated CNC machining center inside.

His mouth was so wide open that a fist could fit inside.

"This...this is DMG MORI's five-axis motion control?"

Zhou Tiejun's fingers were trembling.

He crouched down, touched the nameplate on the equipment base, then suddenly stood up and roared down.

"Brother Chen! This machine is a limited edition worldwide! Those precision manufacturing factories in the provincial capital have been queuing for three years and still can't get one! And you've got a whole trainload of them?!"

Jiang Chen stood on the temporary platform, arms crossed, watching the bustling unloading scene before him, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Fifty carriages were unloaded simultaneously.

Cranes stood tall, their chains rattling.

Jiang Shitou and Cao Dachui each led a team, chanting slogans and working with a makeshift crane to unload heavy equipment from the truck bed.

He walked over and patted Peng Dali on the shoulder as he was wiping his sweat.

He glanced at Ding Xiu, who was silently sipping his tea beside him.

"Well done."

Jiang Chen's voice wasn't loud, but all the workers around him heard it.

"Brothers working on the road, your wages will all be doubled!"

"Tonight, we're having a three-day feast in the old street! Everyone involved in the road repairs must be there!"

"Okay!"

Wang Dagou was the first to shout, raising his fist high above his head.

Immediately afterwards, cheers from thousands of people erupted on the platform, in the carriages, and beside the crane, causing the birds overhead to flutter and scatter in all directions.

Peng Dali grinned foolishly, still clutching the thirty-pound iron hammer in his hand.

Ding Xiu held the thermos cup, and the corners of his mouth twitched, which could be considered a smile.

The news spread faster than the wind.

That afternoon, teahouses, chess and card rooms, and vegetable markets throughout Qinghe County were all talking about the same thing.

"Have you heard? That madman Jiang Chen built a railway in just two weeks!"

"The train went right up to their village! Fifty carriages!"

"What about that weight limiter?"

"Weight limit bars? People use the railway, who the hell would use your crappy bridge?"

In the county town, the agents who had been placed by the Chu family at various stages to hinder Jiang Chen were all in a state of profound grief.

The weight limit bar still stands at the head of the Qingshi Bridge.

But now, that thick steel pole, as thick as a thigh, stands there like a joke, basking in the sun.

Some villagers even went so far as to take photos next to the weight limit bar.

The accompanying caption reads: "This thing is now the largest performance art piece in Qingshui Town."

On the old street, Hu Lahua, along with Fang Cui and a group of young women and wives, had already begun preparing a feast.

Dozens of large iron pots were lined up in a row, and the firewood crackled and popped as it burned.

The aroma of braised pork wafted for miles.

Hu Lahua tossed the wok around while yelling and cursing.

"Hurry up, all of you! Brother Chen said it's a three-day feast! If you don't cook enough food, I'll throw you all into a pot and stew you!"

Fang Cui was chopping vegetables expressionlessly beside him, the cleaver making a loud clanging sound on the cutting board.

"If you burn the meat, I'll throw you in the pot."

Hu La Hua: "..."

The banquet lasted for three days.

For those three days, the entire old street was bustling with people from morning till night, filled with the aroma of cooking.

The road workers changed into clean clothes and sat down at each table, eating bowl after bowl of rice.

Some people's eyes welled up with tears as they ate.

It's not because the food is delicious.

It's because for the first time in their lives they felt that their strength was valuable.

The daily wage is 3,000 yuan, paid promptly and in full.

This was something I never dared to dream of before.

All of this was given by that young man standing at the village entrance, dressed in oil-stained overalls.

……

A thousand miles away, in the capital city.

The Chu Family Courtyard.

A photograph was placed on the mahogany desk in front of Chu Tiankuo.

In the photo, a heavy-duty train with yellow stripes is parked on a brand-new platform.

On the train carriage, the four large characters "Jiang's Group" shone brightly in the sunlight.

Chu Tiankuo sat in the armchair and stared at the photo for a full five minutes.

Not a word.

The assistant stood beside him, barely daring to breathe too loudly.

Five minutes later.

Chu Tiankuo gently put the photo down.

He stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the old locust tree outside the courtyard, which had withered halfway.

"withdraw."

The assistant was taken aback: "Young Master Chu?"

"Withdraw all agents from the periphery."

Chu Tiankuo straightened his suit cuffs, his tone as calm as if he were talking about today's weather.

"Whether it's weight limit bars, environmental protection documents, or logistics blockades—these physical confrontations are useless against him."

"Jiang Chen's ambition has already gained momentum. 100,000 people are following him. If he says he'll build a road, he'll build a road. If he says he'll cut through a mountain, he'll cut through a mountain. If you try to block him with the rules, he'll bypass the rules. If you dig a pit in front of him, he'll just fill it in and lay a railway track on top of it."

"You can't stop this kind of person by simply blocking them."

The assistant's expression changed.

"Young Master Chu, are we just going to call it even?"

Chu Tiankuo turned around.

There was no anger or frustration on his face.

Yes, it's the kind of dangerous, excited smile a hunter has when, after a long hunt, he discovers that his prey is far more troublesome than he expected.

"never mind?"

"When did I say I wanted to call it quits?"

He walked back to his desk, opened a drawer, and took out a thick document.

The cover has four characters written on it: "Jiang Family Genealogy".

"The strongest fortresses are always breached from within."

Chu Tiankuo opened the family genealogy and slowly ran his finger over several names.

"Investigate these people: Jiang Jianwen, Liu Cuifen, Sun Yumei, and Jiang Jianmin."

"Find out their backgrounds thoroughly. Are they greedy? Do they harbor resentment? Are they dissatisfied with Jiang Chen's family's dominance?"

"It's been investigated thoroughly; it's been singled out."

Chu Tiankuo closed the family genealogy book, his tone turning cold.

"I want Jiang Chen to experience what it feels like to be betrayed by one's closest relatives."

……

At this moment, Jiang Chen was lying on a rattan chair in the courtyard of the village committee.

As the sun sets in the west, the evening breeze carries the fresh scent of rice paddies.

He crossed his legs, holding half an iced watermelon in his hands, scooping out the red flesh from the very center with a spoon, and happily putting it into his mouth.

In my mind, the system's familiar mechanical voice arrived as scheduled.

[Ding! The system has detected that the host has successfully used industrial infrastructure to bypass rule restrictions and open up a major local transportation artery!]

[Mission Rating: SSS!]

[Triggered ultimate cashback: 1000 billion yuan in cash! Automatically deposited into the host's offshore sovereign wealth fund account!]

[Exclusive Bonus Item: "Infrastructure Blueprint Generator" - Generates world-class industrial park planning blueprints with a single click, including intelligent site selection, fully automated layout, and simultaneous generation of building material lists!]

One hundred billion.

Jiang Chen chewed on watermelon, squinting as he looked at the bank's notification message on his phone that the money had been deposited into his account.

"Big Gou."

Wang Dagou, who was gnawing on a pig's trotter nearby, looked up, his mouth glistening with oil.

"Um?"

"Call Zhou Tiejun over tomorrow, I have a new idea."

Jiang Chen scooped up a spoonful of watermelon and stuffed it into his mouth, mumbling incoherently.

"Our railway can't just transport our own goods. It needs to be operational so that people in the surrounding counties can also use it."

Wang Dagou nodded while gnawing on a pig's trotter.

"And also, that infrastructure blueprint generator..."

Jiang Chen's lips curled up slightly.

"I plan to build an industrial park along the railway line, connecting the upstream and downstream sectors."

Wang Dagou didn't quite understand what upstream and downstream meant, but he knew one thing.

Whatever Brother Chen says, just do it.

Outside the courtyard, the lights of the old street gradually came on.

The banquet continued.

Laughter, clinking glasses, and the clatter of pots and pans blended together in one chorus.