"Deputy factory director Xu, do you think there is a possibility that you have found the wrong person? I may not be the one you said - the rich second generation who was abducted since childhood?"
"Young factory director, you should believe in science. DNA will not deceive people."
"I believe in science, but I don't believe in my own eyes. Are you sure this is my parents' legacy?"
Lu Ming looks at the mountains of steel pipes, fertilizers, gas tanks in the dilapidated warehouse.
He has just crossed this parallel world.
As a monk in the previous life, he had a bright future.
But as it was near graduation, I stayed up for several nights and died suddenly in front of the computer.
I thought it would be a big deal to start over in another world.
Who knows how good it is to die? It unexpectedly crossed over to a young man who was abducted and trafficked since childhood.
His parents have been looking for him for 20 years.
Finally, with the help of a kind person, I found him.
Seeing the family reunion is coming, it is a moving stage of family recognition.
But on the way to see their son, the poor couple had a car accident and both died.
Lu Ming was left with only one township enterprise, Fuqiang Agricultural Machinery Factory, which was on the verge of bankruptcy.
Because my parents have been looking for him all these years, they have neglected the management of the factory, so that they have lost money year after year.
Up to now, not only has the bank been in debt, but even the workers have been unable to pay wages for several months.
Looking at the group of hungry workers around him, Lu Ming couldn't help shivering.
These workers haven't been paid for several months, and the family may have no rice to cook.
If he dares to quit now, these people can throw him into the pot and cook.
What a trick!
If his parents are not dead, he can use this family reunion event to hype.
When the popularity is high, start the live broadcast with goods.
Not only found family members, but also found "family members".
But now his parents are dead, leaving him a mess.
The rich second generation becomes the "negative second generation" every second. Who can argue with this?
It is not easy to revitalize such a township enterprise without capital and technology or an agricultural machinery factory?
[Ding! Congratulations to the host, successfully bound to the divine level explosive system!]
[The host can use real assets, and the 1:1 exchange system will change the currency.]
[You can buy all kinds of explosive schemes in the system!]
[Current asset valuation of the host: 100000 yuan (the land has been mortgaged to the bank and will be repaid in three days, not included in the current assets)]
【……】
Lu Ming opened his arms and enjoyed the fresh air.
He knew that God would not let down any passer.
If there is no systematic crossover, can we call it a crossover?
Although he doesn't know how strong the explosive modification system is for the time being, since he dares to call it "divine", he must not be too hip pulling, right?
Lu Ming focuses on the broken steel pipes, fertilizers, gas tanks, etc. stacked randomly in the warehouse.
"Brother Tong, please start your performance!"
[In material analysis...]
[The explosive modification scheme is being adapted...]
[Ding! The system has designed a blasting scheme for you, please check it!]
[Ultra long range gas tank mortar!]
[Manufacturing process flow......]
[Currency change required: 50000]
“……”
Lu Ming's eyes glazed over.
Munitions?
What international joke?
"Brother, are you playing with me? I just want to do some small business and pay the workers a little. I don't want to go to jail yet. Change one for another."
[Motorcycle exhaust tank armored sniper gun...... Required explosive change: 200000......]
"Change!"
[TNT for phosphate fertilizer synthesis...... Required explosive change: 50000......]
"Change again!"
[Simple assembly of steel tube rocket... The required explosive change currency: 3 million...]
“……”
Lu Ming was completely speechless, "Big brother, don't you have something in the sun? Either sniper guns or rockets, I really don't want to be an arms dealer!"
[This system is a special version of munitions, which can only provide the host with munitions modification scheme!]
"I..."
Lu Ming almost spouted old blood.
As a top student in his previous life, he certainly knew that the arms business was very profitable.
Arms business, as long as you can find the right buyer.
It can really make money.
It can make a lot of money!
You can make a lot of money lying down!
As for finding buyers, there is no need to worry.
Now the whole world is at war.
We are not born in a peaceful era, but in a peaceful country.
Where there is war, there is a need for arms.
Some dog tycoons can buy America's sophisticated weapons at any cost.
However, for some countries that have been beaten to rubble but are still stubbornly resisting, they cannot afford such high-end equipment.
The system gives him these explosive equipment, which is simply tailored for these countries.
If Hazema and Mashmas, who have been beaten and have no power to fight, see this equipment, they will definitely be grateful.
Now the buyer has the technology.
The rest was in his mind.
But——
He can't get through that mental hurdle!
The so-called arms business is the immoral business of watching couples fight and handing swords to others?
It is based on countless lives.
Every sum of money is bloody.
While Lu Ming was frowning, Xu Zhengjun, the deputy director of the factory, was also frowning.
"Young factory director, you are a college student and a cultural person. You should help us find a way. Everyone hasn't paid wages for several months. If we continue like this, we will starve to death!"
Lu Ming turned to look at the workers gathered behind him, his eyes full of hope.
Each of them represents a family.
If they can't get paid again, the whole family will have to follow them to gnaw the bark.
Now he doesn't care about being compassionate. Those who died under the gun are lives, and these people are all lives.
Moreover, they are all people closely related to him.
Besides, even if he doesn't sell arms, those people will buy them from other places.
It's better for those unscrupulous arms dealers to earn this money.
At least he can use the money to benefit the countryside.
Thinking of this, he had made up his mind.
"We are all old people in the factory. We all know that the factory is facing difficulties now, and we need to work together at this time."
"People's hearts are united, and Mount Tai moves. As long as we are united, we will not abandon or give up, and there will be no difficulty we cannot overcome."
"Let me just ask you one thing. Do you believe me?"
Lu Mingyue said that he was more impassioned, and finally moved himself.
However, dozens of indifferent eyes responded to him.
Lu Ming's cheap parents have used such inspiring words as beating chicken blood many times before.
But every time they just raise a little hope, it turns into disappointment again and again.
Now they are all immune to pancakes.
They just want money now.
Everything else is bullshit.
Lu Ming also knew that it was difficult to arouse the enthusiasm of these workers by these empty promises.
Immediately look back at Deputy Factory Director Xu.
"Lao Xu, how much money do we have in our account?"
"There are more than eight thousand yuan left."
Although Xu Zhengjun didn't know what the young factory director wanted to do, he answered honestly.
Lu Ming nodded and immediately waved his hand.
"Take out all the money in the account and give it to the workers."
"Few factory directors..."
Xu Zhengjun was a little worried.
The factory has only a little cash left.
Although it would be a fool's dream to rely on this money to turn over.
But as long as there is cash, it proves that there is still some hope.
If all this goes on, the factory will be really empty.
Moreover, if more than 8000 yuan is sent to these 70 or 80 people, the average amount will be 180 yuan, which is nothing!
"This is an order. You just follow it."
Lu Ming's tone was firm and unquestionable.
However, there was little gratitude on the faces of the group of angry workers opposite.
Obviously, this amount of money can't solve their dilemma.
"Don't get me wrong, this money is not to supplement your salary, but just because the factory owes you a few months' salary and gives you a little interest."
"Three days, I only need three days."
"Three days later, we are still in this place, and everyone comes to collect the salary. The money owed to you is not only one cent, but also double!"
As soon as he said this, he finally splashed waves in this pool of stagnant water.
All the workers looked at each other in disbelief.
"What? The young factory director said that the salary would be paid in three days? Double? Really?"
"Don't be fooled by him. The old factory director has made a lot of empty promises to us before, but the last one has not been cashed. I think he just wants to delay."
"There is no other way now. The factory has run out of money. Even if we kill him, we will not get wages. I think we should trust him again."
"Yes, it's only three days anyway. If you can't pay your salary in three days, it's not too late to find him."
"I don't want to ask for double wages, as long as we can pay the wages that are owed to us truthfully, let me kneel down and call grandpa."
"Yes, we haven't eaten meat for two months. If this continues, the whole family will have to gnaw at the bark."
"It's all over. Let's go back to work."
“……”
Looking at the contented workers, Lu Ming could not help sighing in his heart.
What a simple and easy to satisfy group of people.
It was just an empty promise, and they actually believed it.
Since they believe him so much, he should pack up and run.
Cough... I'm joking.
He will never fail anyone who believes in him.
"Lao Xu, help me find some trustworthy and skilled workers. The factory director wants to develop some black technology."
"Yes... Alas!"
Deputy factory director Xu could only sigh when he saw that the young factory director wanted to make a decision.
Let him go.
Anyway, this factory is already like this.
No matter how bad it is, how bad can it be?
