Lu Ming

Chapter 107
The power plant, the drying kiln on the top, the wood factory on the left, and the brick kiln on the right form a "gan"-shaped structure. With the increase of buildings and equipment in the future, this structure will become "Tian" and "Mu" will not Stop expanding.

There is no equipment in the factory building, only six large wooden frames lined up side by side. The same wooden frames are located in the timber factory and the brick kiln. Rectangular ebony logs are stacked neatly inside the wooden frames.A box of these sandalwood can be worth about 20 yuan in later generations, so Mr. Cao is destined to lose a lot of money in today's reselling of planes.

"Are you ready?" Cao Chuan asked after seeing these large wooden frames.

"No problem, Mr. Cao, I'll just wait for you to show your power!" The industrial party members headed by Zou Guoqing, who were already hungry and thirsty, were all excited at this moment.

Cao Chuan nodded, without saying anything, waved his hand and disappeared in front of everyone. At the same time, one wooden frame in front of him was missing.A few minutes later, Cao Chuan appeared on the spot, waved his hand, and a cubic box with a side length of 2.8 meters appeared on the ground. The box was assembled with steel plates, shining brightly.

When the industrialists saw the boxes, Qiqi let out a roar. As Cao Chuan sent them back and forth again and again, those wooden frames were replaced with metal boxes one by one. After the last wooden frame in the lumber factory was replaced, everyone present Everyone cheered.

Xia Xianze, who was standing at the back of the crowd, shook his head, sighed and said, "Oh, I still think it's amazing. With your advanced nano-era thinking, can you understand this thing?"

Feng Jun, who was standing on the side, laughed: "This level of civilization must at least be able to decipher time and space. Elementary school students in the nanometer era really can't understand it."

"Yeah. I don't understand it at all." Xia Xianze sighed again when he said this: "I can't even understand it, and there are so many people who daydream all day long."

"No way, they all come from places where liars are not enough. IQ is almost understandable."

The eight boxes of planned equipment were all in place within half an hour, and there was a little room to spare, so after the last box of equipment was opened, a comatose person was pulled out of it.

This kind of situation is very common. Sometimes the ones who come out of the transfer box are the transversal people who were sent over after drinking something.Everyone skillfully threw the old man on the wooden board aside to bask in the sun, and it is estimated that he will wake up in a short time.

After Mr. Cao finished his work, he fled away surrounded by a group of bigwigs.After the industrialists waved goodbye a few times, they couldn’t wait to unpack the gift bags and play with new toys!
First, he directed the people from other departments who came to help to do the rough work—there are no laborers in the kiln area today, and they are all crossing people.

The metal boxes were opened one by one, and the equipment and parts inside, including those taken out of the boiler furnace and pipes, were registered one by one, and then the positions were adjusted—the transfer box appeared in the corresponding factory building, and the equipment that was taken out only needed to be slightly moved. Just move it into place.

Then the Industrial Party began drilling holes in the ground with electric picks, and the laborers slammed on their bicycles to charge their batteries for the past few days, just for today's moment.

Yao Zhesheng wobbled and opened his eyes. He slowly sat up from the wooden board under him, and then looked at the strange construction site in front of him in confusion.

There are people coming and going in the nearby shed, and it seems that some equipment is being installed. There are dark blue mountains in the background.

"Where am I?" Yao Zhesheng patted his head, desperately recalling everything before.A steel box at the door of the shed reminded him: "This box looks familiar, it seems to be custom-made by me?"

"Ah! Box, that's right!" Yao Zhesheng remembered everything at this moment!
A week ago, he received a notice of promotion, and the post was transferred from the current Durban to St. Paul. At that time, he was so happy that he said goodbye to his subordinates in a large warehouse in Durban Port.

Yao Zhesheng came to Durban single-handedly to fight for the country. After arriving in Durban, he rented warehouses, recruited workers, and completed the company's tasks on time.Almost all of his activities are in a large warehouse in the Port of Durban, with small rooms in which he lives.

Every once in a while, the company will send him some equipment orders.Yao Zhesheng's job is to order the equipment on the list from all over the world to the warehouse as quickly as possible.Then he would command the four locally hired Uncle Hei's subordinates to test the equipment in the warehouse, then use a perverted space-saving method to pack the equipment, and finally send out the steel containers.

The company's treatment is very good, but he has never met other people in the company, because all communication between the two parties is done through the Internet.

This time, he was very happy after receiving the promotion notice, because he could finally meet the chairman himself, and the letter in the mailbox clearly told him: the next step is to go to Cape Town and report to the chairman face to face.

Kindly bid farewell to the four black uncles, telling them to take care of the warehouse with peace of mind, and other purchasing managers will soon take over; then Yao Zhesheng packed his luggage and took the expensive Core 8 notebook and Huawei Porsche cell phone, boarded the plane, flew to Cape Town.

What he didn't know was that these black uncles would be fired soon, and then the warehouse would be abandoned. The so-called company had already started to be deregistered in St. Kitts the moment he left Durban.

Looking at the vast sea of ​​clouds outside the porthole, Yao Zhesheng sat on the plane, and his thoughts began to diverge again: "This time, you must ask the chairman, where are these devices used, even if it is the North Pole, there is no need for such packaging method, and there is no need to prepare so many accessories! Sigh, unless it is a different world in the novel, there is no way to explain it? The delivery address can’t be found out, if it doesn’t work, go back and go there yourself?”

Yao Zhesheng once again fell into the paradox that has been puzzling him these days.

Yao Zhesheng lived in a private manor in Cape Town for a few days, and then this morning, the phone rang in the room, and it was the chairman himself calling: Come to the back garden.When he came to the back of the manor alone, he found a smiling young man waving at the door of a big house.

After entering the warehouse, Yao Zhesheng saw at first sight that there was a steel cargo box that he was familiar with in the middle of the room, and there was a pile of black wood nailed into a large frame at the other end of the room.

"Familiar, you packed this box from Durban, thank you, Mr. Yao." The young chairman was very accommodating, and personally poured half a glass of Bordeaux from the bar beside him and handed it to him.

"It's not hard work, it's not hard work, the chairman is hard work!" Yao Zhesheng took the wine with both hands, took a sip politely, and then quickly flattered the chairman.

"Yeah, I worked really hard today too." The chairman told Yao Gong to sit down, and pointed to the lonely steel box on the ground and said, "Just now I sent seven of them in one go, and this is the last one. It was really hard work." gone."

Yao Zhesheng suddenly felt something was wrong at this moment, as if something was on the other side of the window paper, his expression was a little dull.

At this time, the chairman suddenly leaned forward, stared into Yao Zhesheng's eyes and asked, "You are checking the delivery location and company information these days. It seems that you are very interested in the final destination of the goods?"

"It's broken, there's something wrong with the notebook that was distributed!" Yao Zhesheng's face turned pale at this moment, his thoughts were pulled back to reality, hesitating, he said, "That's right, I just don't think it's necessary to buy so many accessories."

"Hehe." The chairman leaned back on the sofa and said with a smile, "I can't help it, I can't buy accessories in the Ming Dynasty."

"Ah..." Yao Zhesheng had a bang in his head at this moment, the window paper was finally pierced, just when he straightened up and wanted to say something, the medicine picked up, the wine glass in his hand slipped to the ground, and he passed out on the sofa.

(End of this chapter)