Rebirth of the Flying Era

"Asshole! Idiots, they are all idiots!" An angry British curse came from the office of the first brother in the police station.

This was followed by the sound of smashing vases.

This time, the Flying Tigers were dispatched in the middle of the night to assist the Marine Police in conducting a raid. The only purpose was to obtain evidence.

As long as they get the equipment on the ship, Xiangjiang can make a big fuss and regain the face they lost last time.

But now, apart from a bunch of unarmed crew members, the ship is worthless cargo.

The so-called equipment, as well as the people who had been involved in the armed confrontation, all disappeared.

In fact, everyone is well aware of human problems, but there is nothing we can do about it.

Because when we boarded the ship, reporters from Xinh News Agency had already been waiting at the scene and watched the crew members come out of the safety cabin.

Even if they wanted to do something secretly, it would be impossible.

Even after Director Liao sent someone to negotiate, they had no reason to detain those crew members.

What really matters is that the equipment on the ship, which is worth tens of millions of yuan, has just disappeared. What happened?

At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside the office.

The foreign devil said angrily, "Come in."

A plump foreign girl walked in and said cautiously: "Sir, Inspector Tan from the Flying Tigers just called."

The foreign devil frowned and said, "Tan? What's the matter?"

The secretary said: "Inspector Tan said that Superintendent Lei wants to transfer him to Stanley Prison."

"Damn it!" Brother Yi, the foreign devil, gritted his teeth and cursed.

Of course he understood that this was Lei Luo's revenge for him mobilizing the Flying Tigers beyond him.

"I understand~" the foreign devil responded.

The foreign girl secretary didn't know the benefits of taking Inspector Tan on, so she asked: "What about Inspector Tan..."

The foreign devil sneered: "If he can't handle this, what's the use of protecting him."

The next afternoon.

In the ship king's office, Du Fei was holding a tea cup with a smile.

This was his first time in the Ship King's office. The floor was covered with a thick red wool carpet.

The decoration in the house is in Chinese style, and the various furnishings are very particular. They should have been seen by a master.

The Ship King smiled and said: "Since ancient times, heroes have emerged from youth! The trick I did last night was really beautiful."

Du Fei said modestly: "It's just a fluke. If the Flying Tigers had arrived a few minutes earlier, we would be the ones sitting on the wax now~"

The Ship King waved his hand and said: "You can't say that. Since ancient times, there have been so many ifs for success and defeat."

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

The ship king said "come in".

A white man in his thirties came in through the door. He was very tall and handsome.

Du Fei saw the photo and recognized it as Lu Kewei at a glance.

The ship king smiled and introduced: "My son-in-law Lu Kewei, you young people should communicate more in the future."

Although he knew that the other party was an enemy rather than a friend, Du Fei did not show any hostility. He stood up and shook hands with a smile: "I've heard of Brother Lu's name for a long time. I'm glad to meet you."

Lu Kewei was also very courteous and said in Cantonese very enthusiastically: "Brother Du, you are welcome. My father speaks very highly of you. I should learn more from you."

The two chatted for a while, and Lu Kewei reported something to the ship king.

Originally, Du Fei wanted to avoid it, but was stopped by the Ship King, who said that there was no need to avoid it, and that he regarded Du Fei as one of his own.

But just take it seriously.

If it really matters, Lu Kewei won't say it.

After it was done, Lu Kewei exited. The ship's king looked at Du Fei and suddenly asked: "My dear nephew, how about my son-in-law?"

Du Fei took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "You're a bit pushy, right? As the old saying goes, you can't kiss without being close, what do you want me to say?"

The Ship King was stunned. In fact, he just said it casually.

I didn't expect Du Fei to actually have something to say, so he couldn't help but be a little curious: "How to say it? Of course, tell the truth."

Du Fei was not polite and said bluntly: "Then let me tell you! When it comes to your son-in-law, there is a saying that people who are not of my race must have different hearts. In other words, as the saying goes, dog meat cannot stick to a sheep."

The ship king originally had a smile on his face, but when he heard this, his expression suddenly froze.

Although he asked Du Fei to tell the truth, Du Fei was a little honest and energetic.

But then he realized that there was something in Du Fei's words and frowned: "What do you mean?"

Du Fei smiled: "What do you mean, you will understand tomorrow."

The Ship King narrowed his eyes. Why would he wait for tomorrow? He said directly: "You said Ah Wei betrayed me?"

When Du Fei was exposed, he didn't make any excuses: "I can't say betrayal, but his interests and positions are not always consistent with yours."

The ship king fell silent.

Among these sons-in-law, he particularly valued two people, and Lu Kewei was one of them.

Du Fei was still poking at his lungs and making sarcastic remarks: "You said that you have worked hard all your life to build this family business, but in the end it all took advantage of people with other surnames. Guo Wei and Chai Rong were no more than that back then."

No matter how well-mannered the ship king is, his face will inevitably turn livid at this time.

Just as he was about to say goodbye, he saw Du Fei take out a small box with extremely exquisite packaging from his pocket.

"The secret recipe of the palace~" Du Fei pushed the box forward and said hey: "Emperor Qianlong got a princess in his 64th year. How old are you this year? Why don't you work harder?"

The Ship King was stunned for a moment. He looked at Du Fei and then at the small box. He really didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Du Fei didn't say much else and stood up to leave.

If a person like the Ship King can achieve something successful, he must have a firm will and will not be easily shaken.

Du Fei simply said what needed to be said and then placed the things there. The specific choice was up to him.

However, the bloodline is passed down and the incense continues, and there are a few people who can pass this level.

Once the ship king has a son.

The previous sisters and husbands have all grown up and hold important positions in the family business.

If the old ship king wants his youngest son to successfully succeed to the throne, he will naturally need to rely on external help.

Only then will Duffy's importance truly become apparent.

This trick can't be said to be very clever. With the wisdom of the ship king, he figured it out in a flash.

Just looking at the box of medicine left by Du Fei made him feel like grass was growing in his heart.

Originally, a master had calculated for him that he would be rich and wealthy in this life, but he would not have a son.

Originally he had accepted his fate.

But Du Fei came from the north, and he believed in Marcos, that man can conquer nature!

The next day, before the ship king got up, he received a phone call.

"Sir, our ship has been seized by the US military." An anxious voice came from the other side of the phone.

The ship king frowned. From meeting Du Fei yesterday, he had guessed that something might happen to the ship.

The initiator was his son-in-law who said, "If you are not of my race, your heart must be different."

As expected, Du Fei got it right.

"I understand~" Ship King responded with a complex expression and hung up the phone.

A cargo ship of several thousand tons is not a big deal to him at all.

But the problems exposed behind this incident forced him to think carefully.

At the same time, Du Fei also received the same news.

Du Fei is with Lou Hongyi.

With a smile on his face, Lou Hongyi stretched out his hand to give his thumbs up: "Chief Du, you are so tall! You are so tall! You used this trick of building a plank road to sneak into Chencang and deceived all the beautiful guys."

Du Fei smiled.

It turned out that Du Fei had a hidden agenda after using the Ship King to transfer the ship and transport the equipment the day before yesterday.

Lou Hongyi was asked in advance to prepare another cargo ship flying the Japanese flag and transfer all equipment to this ship.

The cargo ship prepared by the ship king in front became a cover, and they still pretended to go to the ink pad.

This cargo ship, which was actually carrying equipment, turned a corner and first arrived in the Philippines, then transferred to India. It would take at most three days to arrive at the port to unload the cargo.

Just at this moment, Metta walked in from the outside.

Du Fei glanced at her and said calmly: "Is it done?"

When Cixin came to the front, she seemed not to see Lou Hongyi, and said expressionlessly: "A flowerpot fell from upstairs and hit his head. He is confirmed to be dead."

Lou Hongyi on the side couldn't help but feel his heart tremble after hearing this.

Although Ci Xin did not mention anyone's name, it was not difficult for him to guess that it was Lu Kewei.

Lou Hongyi couldn't help but feel his Adam's apple rolling and swallowed a mouthful of spit.

Looking at the golden couple in front of them, they are truly ruthless.

Especially this woman named Wang Huifang, Lou Hongyi couldn't imagine how such a young and beautiful girl could talk about murder so lightly.

What's more, that's Lu Kewei! The son-in-law of the majestic shipping king actually killed him when he said he would kill him!

I also became more determined in my heart and never dared to have any messy thoughts.

Otherwise, even if you go abroad, you will not be able to escape these unpreventable ways of death.

After killing the chicken to scare the monkey, Du Fei raised his hand to look at his watch, stood up and said, "Old Lou, do your best, the government and the people will never forget your contribution."

Lou Hongyi quickly stood up and sent Du Fei and Ci Xin out.

It wasn't until he saw the two of them getting into the car that he let out a sigh of relief.

Wait for Du Fei and Ci Xin to return to the hotel.

But he didn't go directly upstairs, but went straight to the reception area on the second floor.

As soon as I went upstairs, I saw Vincent sitting by the window drinking coffee.

Before Du Fei came back, he knew Vincent was coming through the crow left in the hotel.

Du Fei walked over, smiled and opened his arms: "Hey, Vincent, my friend."

Vincent looked away from the window and smiled when he looked back: "My friend, long time no see!"

After the two hugged, they sat down after greetings.

Vincent smiled and said: "I guessed that you would definitely come this time, and sure enough..."

Du Fei smiled noncommittally.

He and Vincent had a plastic friendship, so no matter how serious the situation was this time, Du Fei never thought of asking Vincent for help.

Moreover, Vincent’s visit this time was definitely not to reminisce about old times.

Sure enough, we got to the point quickly.

Vincent lowered his voice slightly: "There is a big deal, I wonder if you can take it?"

Du Fei glanced at him and said with a smile: "As long as there is money to be made, I can handle all the orders of the Lord of Hell."

Vincent knew something about the flower-growing culture and knew what the Lord of Hell meant. He couldn't help laughing and whispered: "Canada, Quebec, a bunch of French gangsters want to fight for independence, how about it?"

Du Fei raised his eyebrows, but he didn't expect Vincent to have such a way.

But then I thought about it, that's normal. Now that Vincent has a source of goods, someone will naturally come to him.

Du Fei said: "Canada...what do you want? They shouldn't be short of guns, right?"

Vincent said: "Although there is no shortage of guns, we have enough bullets. We also need a large number of grenades, rocket launchers, mines, and mortar shells... Money is not an issue, but we have to be quick!"

Du Fei narrowed his eyes slightly: "Want to add more money? Then you have to pay more!"

Vincent smiled and said: "As I said, money is not an issue, these French gangsters are very generous."

He stretched out a hand and said: "Ship it within a week, and add 50% to the black market price."

Du Fei frowned: "In such a hurry?"

Vincent said: "I can't wait any longer. What do you mean by that...it's like shit is blocking my butt."

Du Fei couldn't help but be stunned. He didn't expect Vincent to know such a witticism.

He immediately said: "No problem within one week, place an order, pay a deposit, and guarantee immediate delivery."

Vincent smiled and stretched out his hand: "Okay, happy to cooperate."

After settling the matter, Du Fei was overjoyed. He didn't expect that he would gain something unexpected during his visit to Xiangjiang.

This Canadian order, if completed, would cost at least tens of millions.

A few days later, Du Fei returned to the capital.

This trip to Xiangjiang took less than ten days, but things were done beautifully.

Especially the last move, which was to build a plank road, attracted all the Americans to eat them up.

It caused an uproar and the boat was intercepted, but it was all in vain, which made everyone laugh.

When Du Fei came back, the first thing he did was to return to Dad Zhu's place.

I briefly reported on the process of this trip to Xiangjiang.

As for how to get that batch of equipment out of the detained cargo ship.

Du Fei only said it was a cover-up, and Dad Zhu didn't ask in detail.

At Dad Zhu's level, he doesn't care about the minutiae, just looking at the results is enough.

Otherwise, in such a large country, there are so many things going on, and everyone has to do everything personally, and it will be too busy at all.

After finishing speaking, Du Fei then brought up another matter: "Dad, on the way back this time, I have some new ideas from that trading company that I want to report to you."

Dad Zhu knew that Du Fei had a lot of ideas, and when he heard that he had new ideas, he became interested: "Well, tell me~"

Du Fei was so busy: "Dad, Canada's orders this time are all bullets, artillery shells, mines, grenades and the like. To put it bluntly, our technology is not good enough, and people look down on what we produce."

Dad Zhu nodded slightly. No one knew the technical level of flower planting better than him.

It originally took over the industrial system of Suge.

Su Goose's skills are half-full, but when it comes to flower cultivation, they are downgraded again, and they are even half-full.

Now, at best, the problem of starting an industry from scratch has been solved.

Dad Zhu pondered: "Then what do you mean?"

Du Fei said sternly: "I think so. Since you trust me and give me such a company, I don't want to just get an empty shell. I want one or two more factories. The factory is dedicated to serving the company, and there are needs outside." We will produce whatever equipment is necessary, and we will sell whatever equipment is profitable."

When Dad Zhu heard this, he frowned and stared at Du Fei in silence for a moment: "Are you trying to do what Adam Smith did?"

Du Fei was stunned and quickly explained: "Dad, I don't dare to tell you this. I don't have an 'invisible hand' here. The company makes plans, the factory organizes production, and the products are allocated to the company for re-export. It's Miaohong's plan broker." ah!"

Dad Zhu curled his lips, but didn't talk to him.

Dad Zhu is not a stickler for change. He knows very well what the economy needs most now.

The reason why I said that just now was actually to remind Du Fei not to get carried away.

Dad Zhu said: "As long as you know it in your heart. Remember! You have to be careful, do you understand?"

Du Fei nodded quickly.

Dad Zhu said again: "Then I will assign Factory 8270 to you."

Du Fei blinked, and the 8270 factory appeared in his mind.

He frowned and said, "I remember... Factory 8270 seems to have moved to the southwest, right?"

Dad Zhu said without hesitation: "The main ones have been moved away, and now there are more than 2,000 people left in the original factory area. Otherwise, do you think a large factory with tens of thousands of people can give it to you at will?"

Du Fei looked depressed, but then again, he thought about it.

It is really impossible for a large machinery factory with tens of thousands of people to be allocated to him for no reason, and this is the only way to do it.

Du Fei accepted that something was better than nothing, and asked again: "Dad, the equipment in the factory..."

Dad Zhu said: "There are still some machine tools that can maintain basic production. You can figure out the rest by yourself~"

When Du Fei came out of Dad Zhu's office, he knew that he had inherited a mess.

He looked gloomy on the surface, but actually he was a little happy inside.

Although the real essence of the 8270 factory has been moved away, the remaining shell is enough for Du Fei.

In fact, since he married Zhu Ting and made financial arrangements in Xiangjiang, Du Fei began to consider whether to be more active.

As the saying goes, if you are poor, you can benefit yourself; if you are prosperous, you can help the world.

It's certainly more than enough for him to be on his own now.

But Du Fei is not a young boy who will ignore things when his head gets hot.

You have to think carefully about how to do it.

In order to not only play a role but also preserve oneself, there must be a suitable breakthrough point.

Coming back this time and asking Dad Zhu for this factory was Du Fei's first step.

Du Fei knew very well what he was capable of, and he didn't think he was great just because he was a time traveler.

His biggest advantage is the prophet of time travel and the accompanying space.

If you want to change something, you can only start from these two aspects.

Du Fei felt that the prophet's advantage was not safe.

Because his time travel itself adds variables to the future, it is really hard to say what the future will be like.

In order to deal with Dalsim last time, Du Fei consumed a large amount of blue light to strengthen several weapons.

There are pistols, flamethrowers, and grenades.

Especially the pistol that killed Dalsim, after being strengthened, its power was significantly increased.

This is not metaphysics, but a slight change in the internal structure of the pistol, which is an optimization at the design level.

Du Fei thought at that time, if this pistol was disassembled into parts and then reproduced from the parts, would the power of the manufactured pistol be the same as that of the strengthened one?

Before, he could only think about it, but there was no condition for verification.

Now that we have this factory, many of our original ideas can be put into practice.

Du Fei was thinking as he rode his motorcycle and came to the Shichahai compound.

As soon as I arrived at the door and parked my motorcycle on the side of the road, I saw a brand new plaque with black letters on a white background hanging on the door, with the words "Red Star Fire Equipment Trading Company" written on it.