Thirty Entrepreneurship: Recycling of second-hand aircraft carriers at the beginning

Chapter 341 Class Reunion
Although Fang Weihai didn't know Logan's true identity, he could guess that there must be strong military support behind him to get the scrapped and retired weapons and equipment of the US military. If such a person knew the truth, his reaction would definitely be very interesting.

When Lin Chen heard this, a smile appeared on his face. He certainly understood this.

The next morning, Lin Chen came to the Longxing Steel Bar Factory, which now had a new name - the "Everything Can Be Repaired" Factory. Fang Weihai had had the factory removed from the map, so it could not be found on any map software.

The Hongqi E-HS9 slowly stopped, Lin Chen pushed open the door and walked towards the rolling door. He bent down, unlocked it with the key, and then pushed the rolling door upwards.

"Boom!" The rolling shutter door rose to the top, shaking off some dust.

When the dust cleared, Lin Chen walked into the factory and saw eight huge vehicles parked neatly. Due to the dim light, they were hidden in the dim light and it was difficult to see what they were.

Lin Chen walked to the light switch and turned on the light.

Suddenly, the whole factory became bright.

Under the incandescent light, eight ochre-colored tanks came into view, while in the distance were parked red and white Mirage fighter jets.

These eight tanks are M80A1 Abrams main battle tanks developed by the United States in the 1s. Although they are not retired tanks, they were originally prepared to be retired and sent to the military weapons graveyard because they were produced a long time ago and have lost their repair value. However, Logan got them and sold them to Lin Chen.

Yesterday evening at the Linhai Port, the four giant heavy trucks were transporting the eight M1A1 tanks.

Lin Chen walked to an M1A1 tank and observed it carefully. The tank is 9.8 meters long, 7.9 meters long, 3.66 meters wide, 2.89 meters high, and weighs 59 tons. It is a heavy tank.

An excited smile appeared on Lin Chen's face.

Tanks, like fighter jets, are both men's romance. However, as the main equipment of the army, tanks have a different charm from fighter jets.

Fighter planes are mainly used to defend air security, protect the ground, and raid the enemy or provide fire support, while tanks are the main military weapons for ground attacks. Its appearance design is mainly heavy and low-key, showing a sense of power that cannot be underestimated.

Lin Chen has a special liking for tanks and fighter jets. After all, no man can resist their charm.

"Once you are repaired, we will convert you into more advanced tanks." Lin Chen said with a smile.

He took out his cell phone, opened the address book, found Logan's number and dialed it.

At this time, in Logan's home in the United States, Logan was recalling something his father Xavier told him a few days ago - the fighter planes appeared over the Pacific Ocean again, and this time there were four of them, but then they disappeared again. His father was very angry about this, and Logan also used his power to conduct secret investigations, such as which country had recently developed the latest fighter planes.

At around ten o'clock in the evening, Logan was about to go back to the bedroom to sleep when his cell phone rang. He took it out and saw that it was a call from Lin Chen.

"Calculating the time, the tank should have arrived." Logan thought that only when the tank arrived would Lin Chen take the initiative to call him.

He answered the phone with a smile on his face: "Hello, Boss Lin."

"Mr. Logan." Lin Chen's voice came.

"I have already received the tank. Can I transfer it to your previous account according to the price we agreed on before?" Lin Chen asked.

"Yes," Logan replied.

"A good tank costs 800 million, a total of 6400 million. I will transfer it to you now." Lin Chen said.

"Okay, Mr. Lin." Logan said and hung up the phone.

The M1A1 main battle tank was developed in the 80s and was known as the most powerful tank at the time. However, due to its age and severe damage, it was almost impossible to start, and its core technology had been removed, so Logan sold it to Lin Chen at this price.

Logan also wanted to offer a high price, but he knew that with Lin Chen's ability, he must know the value of these eight M1A1s.

Not long after, Logan received a text message that 6400 million had been deposited into his personal account at a Swiss bank. He raised his lips and thought, "My father should be asleep by now, so I should talk to him about this tomorrow."

This transaction was also instigated by Logan's father, otherwise how could a businessman like him get this M1A1 tank?

In Logan and his father's opinion, although they didn't know what Lin Chen wanted to do with these scrapped things, what could they do with them? That's why they sold these things to Lin Chen again and again. Anyway, these were just sitting there in the military cemetery, so it was better to sell them for money if someone wanted them.

In the factory, after Lin Chen transferred the money, he looked at the eight M1A1 tanks. He planned to repair them, modify them, and then sell them to the military to make a lot of money.

"System, scan the degree of scrapping of these eight tanks." Lin Chen said.

"Okay, master." The system responded.

"Ding! Scanning completed. All eight vehicles are M1A1 main battle tanks developed by the United States. The degree of scrapping varies, with the highest being 80% and the lowest being 60%." the system reported.

"Yeah, it's pretty much the same as what Logan said." Lin Chen nodded to himself, and then said, "Buy the maintenance technology for this M1A1 main battle tank."

"It will cost a total of 1 million yuan to purchase the M1A maintenance technology and repair parts. Are you sure?" the system asked.

"Sure." Lin Chen replied.

"Ding! Purchase successful!" the system prompts.

Lin Chen's head swelled slightly, but the feeling disappeared after a few seconds. He felt that the maintenance method of M1A1 was added to his mind.

"Awesome!" Lin Chen laughed, "It feels so good to master scientific research knowledge in an instant!"

The system's voice sounded in my ears again: "Master, the parts you purchased have been divided into eight warehouses in the order of one, two, three, and four. Each warehouse has repair parts for a corresponding tank. For example, the first tank in front of you is in warehouse '1', and the second tank is in warehouse '2'."

A virtual panel appeared in front of Lin Chen. There were eight pages on the panel. Each page had many small grids with items displayed on them. These were the parts needed for repairs.

"Okay." Lin Chen closed the page, looked at the M1A1 tank in front of him, took a deep breath, and said, "Let's get to work!"

So Lin Chen got busy.

Time flies, three days have passed.

The Soria pirate incident has gradually subsided, and since no one knows which country was responsible, the incident has become a mystery.

However, for ocean-going companies and crew members from various countries, they no longer have to worry about being robbed by pirates when entering and leaving the Red Sea. They can’t tell you how happy they are.

At around four o'clock in the afternoon, Lin Chen sat in a chair with his feet on the maintenance table, leisurely browsing his mobile phone.

There was no rush to repair the tank, so why should he tire himself out? Wouldn't it be better to live a more leisurely life?
"Ding Dong..." Just then, the cell phone rang.

Lin Chen took a look at the pop-up window and found that someone in the classmates group had sent a message.

He clicked on it and saw that it was a message from Zhang Xu: "Guys, are you free tonight? Let's go out for dinner!" This was a group message among several of their classmates.

Among this group of people, all are former classmates and they have a harmonious relationship.

Since graduating from college and going our separate ways, we rarely get together.

Lin Chen was lucky enough to become roommate with Fang Lan.

Some students live alone. When they come home from get off work every day and face an empty room, they feel lonely. They can only get together occasionally to relieve the pain of missing their loved ones.

Soon, responses from classmates began to arrive.

Liu Fan said simply: "Got it."

Zhou Kai used the Internet slang: "o's k".

Sun Fangwei also responded quickly: "Got it!"

Lin Chen looked at the information, thought for a moment, and decided to discuss it with Fang Lan before making a decision.

He was just about to click on Fang Lan's profile picture when he unexpectedly discovered that she had already sent him a message.

Fang Lan asked, "Zhang Xu proposed a dinner party in the group, do you want to go?" Lin Chen smiled secretly in his heart, this was really a telepathic connection.

He replied: "I was just about to ask you that, if you go I'll go too."

Fang Lan smiled and said, "Then I am faster than you."

Then he added, "You decide. If you go, I will definitely go too."

Lin Chen said, "Okay, then let's get together. We haven't seen each other for a long time." Fang Lan readily agreed.

After the chat, Lin Chen put down his phone, stretched, and glanced at the eight tanks in front of him, saying to himself: "There's no rush for repairs, take your time."

After saying that, he returned to the class group and saw that Fang Lan had also sent a message, so he followed suit and sent one: "Getting off work!"

After delivering the messages, he stood up. Although it was not yet five o'clock, considering that his residence was far from the city and he had a dinner with his classmates in the evening, he decided to go back early to wash and change his clothes.

After returning home, Lin Chen took a shower and sent a message to Fang Lan, who replied that she was on her way back.

At around six o'clock, Fang Lan arrived home, and the two agreed to meet at the old place - the chef's private kitchen - at seven twenty.

Fang Lan put on some simple makeup and went out with Lin Chen.

In order to avoid misunderstanding, the two decided to go separately, Fang Lan took a taxi and Lin Chen drove.

Lin Chen drove out of the community, but found Fang Lan still waiting for the car at the gate of the community.

He stopped the car and asked, "Haven't you got a taxi yet?"

Fang Lan frowned and said, "I got the call, but the traffic is congested, so I have to wait a few minutes."

She noticed Lin Chen’s newly purchased Hongqi E-HS9, but didn’t know the price.

Lin Chen explained: "It's the evening rush hour now."

After hesitating for a moment, he suggested: "Why don't you get in my car and I'll take you there."

Fang Lan was stunned for a moment and asked, "Aren't you afraid that they will misunderstand us?"

Chen smiled and said, "I've never been afraid, I'm just worried about you."

When Fang Lan heard this, she had an idea and canceled the order and got into Lin Chen's car.

In the congested traffic conditions, it took the two of them half an hour to reach the Chef's Private Kitchen.

Lin Chen asked Fang Lan to get off the car, but Fang Lan was still a little worried that her classmates might see her and misunderstand her.

After the party ended, everyone left one after another.

Although Lin Chen drank a little, he was not drunk, so he called a designated driver.

Other students were also taking taxis.

After the designated driver sent the message, Lin Chen said hello to everyone and left.

Fang Lan did not go with Lin Chen. She also took a taxi because she did not drink.

The Didi car arrived quickly and she got in and left while the other students were still waiting.

After a minute or two, only Zhang Xu, Liu Fan and Zhou Kai were left.

They were chatting when suddenly a Hongqi E-HS9 stopped next to them.

The car window rolled down and Lin Chen waved goodbye to them.

Seeing this, they also waved and responded: "Go, Master Lin, take care. Bye!"

Lin Chen responded with a smile, then asked the designated driver to drive away.

The three of them waved goodbye, but Zhang Xu suddenly stared at Lin Chen's car with a puzzled look in his eyes. He said puzzledly: "Strange, didn't Master Lin leave a long time ago?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Zhou Kai and Liu Fan also remembered that they seemed to have heard Lin Chen say to leave just now.

Liu Fan guessed in surprise: "Could it be that Master Lin didn't get a taxi, and that car was his own? He just called a designated driver and said he was leaving first, but it was actually the designated driver who came?"

Zhou Kai suddenly understood and nodded in agreement.

But Zhang Xu shook his head and said, "Did you see the brand of the car just now? It was a Hongqi SUV. Although I don't know what series and price it is, Hongqi cars are not cheap. Master Lin can't afford it."

He didn't mean to be sarcastic by saying this, he was just being realistic.

After hearing this, Zhou Kai and Liu Fan thought about it carefully and felt that it made sense.

They themselves were recent graduates and knew how hard it was to make money. Although Lin Chen was better off than them, he couldn't afford an expensive car.

So they guessed that Lin Chen might have gone to the toilet and left now.

Afterwards, their Didi car arrived, and they didn't discuss the matter anymore. They got in their cars and left.

Time flies and four days pass in a flash.

At around 4 p.m., in the factory, Lin Chen stood on the repaired tank with a happy smile on his face. After seven days, he finally repaired the first tank.

He calmly put the wrench back into the system space, then jumped off the tank and walked towards the maintenance platform.

He took off his gloves, picked up the cup and took a sip of water, then sat down to rest.

He took out his phone to check the date and found that it was already September 9. "Tomorrow is National Day." He said with a smile, thinking about plans to go out and play, but he hadn't decided where to go yet. After resting for a while, he got off work.

In the evening, Fang Lan asked while hanging clothes on the balcony: "What are your plans for National Day?"

Lin Chen was lying on the sofa leisurely playing with his phone and replied: "I haven't decided where to go yet, what about you?"

Fang Lan said: "I will rest at home for a day tomorrow and see how things go the day after tomorrow."

She only has Sundays off at work, so when she finally gets a day off, she must take a good rest.

Lin Chen smiled and said nothing more.

At this moment, a message suddenly popped up on the phone, sent by Li Xue.

Li Xue was the person sent by the Northern Theater Command to purchase Mirage fighter jets last time. He is a civilian staff member of the Ministry of Finance.

During this period, she and Lin Chen kept in touch and their relationship became increasingly familiar.

Li Xue said in the message: "I will take a plane to Linhai City for fun tomorrow." She also attached a screenshot of the plane ticket.

When chatting yesterday, Li Xue mentioned that she would come to Linhai City to play during the National Day, but Lin Chen thought she was joking. He didn't expect her to really come.

Lin Chen smiled and replied: "Okay, come on, I'll treat you well."

The beautiful soldier came to Haishi to play, how could he not entertain her?
(End of this chapter)