Courtyard House: From Deputy Division Commander to Civilian, Progressing All the Way

Lin Yang leaned back in his chair and began to make his appointments.

"This inspection team should be streamlined, but its members must be of the highest rank."

"Notify Pei Yihong in the Hanjiang region to hand over his current work."

"Have him bring some of the top mechanical engineers and electronics experts from the Han River region to Beiping to join me."

"Pei Yihong is technically skilled. I need him to go to the factory in Japan and use his naked eye to identify which equipment is genuine and which is just scrap metal."

Lin Yang paused for a moment, and the image of that stubborn young man from Nanyuan came to mind.

"Also, go to Nanyuan and find a man named Lin Jianguo."

"He deals in private electrical appliances. Let's get him a permit to accompany someone so he can broaden his horizons."

"Let him see for himself what a real industrial leap forward is, let him understand the latest situation."

Shen Yan quickly scribbled in his notebook, the pen tip making a scratching sound on the paper.

"And there's the most important link."

Lin Yang's eyes sharpened like knives.

"Contact Lou Xiao'e in Hong Kong immediately."

Upon hearing Lou Xiao'e's name, the core advisors present involuntarily straightened their posture.

This former undercover agent at the Northeast Red Star Farm is now the chairman of Hong Kong's "Ocean International Trading Group".

With billions in funds at his disposal, Lin Yang wields the sharpest financial weapon in the overseas market.

Back then, this female tycoon spent 20 million US dollars of her own money to steal the source code of high-precision machine tools in Europe.

Tell Lou Xiao'e.

Lin Yang's tone was low and carried a terrifying sense of oppression, as if he were manipulating global capital.

"Have her gather all the available foreign exchange funds under the Ocean Group's name."

"Using Hong Kong's offshore financial center, leverage to go long on the Japanese yen and short on the US dollar!"

Lin Yang knew that after the Plaza Accord, the yen-dollar exchange rate would skyrocket from 240 to 1 to 120 in just a few years.

This is a historic wealth transfer extravaganza.

He wanted to use the shears that the people of the M country used to cut Japanese sheep to conveniently cut off a large, succulent leg of lamb for the Republic.

"At the same time, Lou Xiao'e was instructed to secretly register more than a dozen shell investment companies in Tokyo, Japan, under the name of an offshore company."

"Not a single penny of the huge profits made in the foreign exchange market shall be withdrawn back to China."

"Leave them all in Japan!"

Lin Yang slammed his finger on the table.

"Once I finalize the targets in Japan for those semiconductor equipment and high-precision CNC machine tools that are being suppressed by the US country..."

"Let Lou Xiao'e use these shell companies to pour money into acquiring or investing in struggling Japanese tech companies at a premium!"

"I want to seize the opportunity during the lull in the trade war between the US and Japan, and quickly establish a foothold in the market."

"Immediately assemble the scarce core industrial machine tools and chip manufacturing equipment, and transport them back to Zero Dark Harbor!"

Lin Yang's series of strategic deployments crashed into the conference room like a storm.

One link after another, from accurate prediction of macroeconomic trends to the frenzied strangulation of financial leverage, and then to the smuggling of technology into industrial equipment.

This was no longer a simple overseas inspection trip.

This is a breakthrough achieved by leveraging overall advantages and making good use of existing rules to break through layers of external technical restrictions and achieve technological breakthroughs in key areas.

Shen Yan closed his notebook, feeling his palms were covered in sweat.

"Your plan is meticulous; we will execute it immediately."

"I'll go to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs this afternoon to coordinate, and all the formalities for traveling to Japan should be completed within a week at the latest."

Lin Yang nodded slightly.

"Go ahead, raise the security level to the highest."

"Anyone who reveals the true purpose of the inspection team will be court-martialed."

After the meeting, the advisors filed out and immediately threw themselves into the intense preparatory work.

In the huge conference room, only Lin Yang remained.

He walked to the window alone and opened it.

The cold autumn wind in Beiping blew into the room, dispersing the smell of smoke in the air.

On the distant street, a constant stream of bicycles still flowed.

People wore gray-blue clothes, their faces bearing simple hopes for the future.

Lin Yang gazed at this ancient yet vibrant city, his eyes seeming to transcend time and space.

"Japan's bubble economy is about to take off."

Lin Yang stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes calm to the point of being unsettling.

Three days later, in the early morning, in Beiping.

The white frost of early winter covered the pine and cypress branches in the courtyard of the National Development and Reform Commission.

A Jeep with a Hanjiang District pass, covered in dust from its journey, screeched to a halt in front of the office building steps.

The car door opened, and a middle-aged man wearing a dark blue woolen coat strode out of the car.

He was thin, but his back was ramrod straight, and his deep-set eyes revealed an undisguised sharpness and weariness.

It was Pei Yihong, the deputy general manager of the Hanjiang District and director of the Industry and Information Technology Commission.

As a top student from Tsinghua University's Department of Metallurgy, and an industrial prodigy handpicked by Lin Yang, Pei Yihong has transformed a traditional heavy industrial base in the Hanjiang River region into a modern hub for home appliances and inland waterway shipping over the past few years.

He ignored the awe-inspiring gazes in the lobby, showed his special pass, and took the private elevator directly to the top floor.

Pushing open the heavy wooden door to Lin Yang's office, Pei Yihong skipped even the small talk.

"Sir, you urgently recalled me because the quota for our overseas industrial procurement has been approved?"

Pei Yihong walked to the desk, pulled out a chair and sat down, picked up the teapot on the desk, poured himself a cup of cold tea, and drank it all in one gulp.

Lin Yang was reviewing an internal report on smuggling along the southeast coast when he heard the sound and slowly raised his head.

Looking at Pei Yihong's bloodshot eyes, a smile flashed in Lin Yang's eyes.

"Why is the deputy general manager of the Hanjiang region acting like a hasty purchasing agent?" Lin Yang put down his pen and leaned back in his chair.

Pei Yihong sighed and placed the empty teacup heavily on the table.

"Sir, how can I not be anxious?"

"After the restructuring of Hanjiang No. 3 Factory, I integrated the entire home appliance industry chain in the district. Now the production line is built and the workers are trained."

"And the result? The core electronic components and high-precision molds were all stuck in the hands of the Japanese!"

Pei Yihong's tone revealed barely suppressed anger.

"Hitachi and Panasonic suddenly sent us letters last month saying they were short of production capacity. Not only did they delay the delivery of our parts by three months, but they also raised the prices by a whopping 20%!"

"These bastards are just taking advantage of the fact that our own machine tools aren't precise enough to make decent substitutes, and they're blatantly trying to cheat us!"

Pei Yihong became more and more excited as he spoke, placing his hands on the table.

"If this drags on any longer, the export earnings targets for the Han River region in the second half of the year will inevitably collapse completely!"

Lin Yang listened quietly to Pei Yihong's complaints, his expression remaining completely unchanged.