Chapter 40: Skyborne Minibikes

At 4 p.m., Wang Ye returned with a group of young men in the Liberation truck.

After moving all the money to the finance department and stacking it on the table, everyone present was stunned. Nowadays, the highest denomination in Huaxia currency was only ten yuan, also known as "Big Unity". And with 1.3 million in cash on the table, it looked like a short wall!

"I've never seen so much money in my life!"

The old factory director walked around the table twice, then sighed with emotion. His face couldn't hide the smile, and his words were echoed by others present.

"Yes! I've never seen so much money before!"

"That's right. The most I've seen before was about two hundred thousand, I think?"

"I dare not even imagine how much it would be if it were five hundred and twenty thousand!"

"Hahaha, it's true that with money in your pocket, you feel at ease!"

"It's all thanks to Little Manager!"

Amidst the sighs of emotion, Wang Ye casually picked up a stack of "Big Unity" bills, looked at them, put them down, and said:

"This is just a small beginning."

"With this money, our business can only get bigger and bigger."

"In the future, everyone will see more and more money, so much that this room won't be able to hold it all!"

"Director Su, count and deposit it all!"

"Then, withdraw fifty thousand, and tomorrow the old folks and I will go to the Laiyang Iron and Steel Plant."

"Let's place an order for our seamless steel pipes!"

Hearing Wang Ye's command, Su, the finance department head, smiled and said:

"Yes, we'll prepare to count and deposit it."

"Oh, Director, when will we distribute the back pay we decided on earlier?"

Wang Ye had already thought about this question and said directly:

"We have six days left until delivery."

"I'm thinking we should wait until we successfully deliver the goods, and then distribute the back pay along with overtime and nutrition fees. What do you all think?"

Hearing Wang Ye's words, everyone present nodded in agreement. Afterwards, the finance department staff began to count and deposit the money, but no one wanted to leave. They continued chatting and laughing, stealing glances from time to time, until all the money was locked in the huge metal safe.

"Alright! Are you happy now? No backbone!"

"Haven't you heard what Wang Ye said? There will be more and more money in the future!"

Although the old factory director was also one of the onlookers, he ended up laughing and scolding like this. Amidst laughter and jokes, everyone dispersed.

Afterwards, Wang Ye went to inspect the gas cylinder production workshop. The gas cylinders that had already been produced were neatly stacked in a corner of the warehouse. The head of the production department, wearing work clothes, accompanied him and pointed at the gas cylinders, smiling:

"Director, rest assured, there's no problem with the timing."

"According to the current progress, it's no problem to finish production two days ahead of schedule."

"But our factory only has twenty large trucks. It's definitely not enough for one trip. I think we should send someone to deliver them tomorrow."

Hearing this, Wang Ye nodded and said:

"Then organize a trip to deliver them tomorrow!"

"Deliver them to the port and rent a warehouse directly with money. If there are any problems, call Director Li and negotiate."

While Wang Ye was inspecting, news about the money returning had already caused a small sensation in the factory, and even many workers in the workshop couldn't help but discuss it excitedly.

"Hahaha, I don't know what happened, but I feel so motivated today."

"Hey? Old Hei, you're getting talkative too? Don't you know what happened? We're getting paid!"

"Hahaha, the director is really capable! He's a college student, after all. Today I'm going to scold my son when I get home. I told him to study, but he wouldn't!"

"Your son isn't cut out for that. If you keep hitting him, he'll become an idiot. Just follow the director honestly and stick with the big group!"

"I hope the collective's performance will improve after the contract. My son wants to get married, and the girl is from the county. She's got high standards! If it weren't for the director taking over the collective, I'd probably have to prepare for retirement and succession!"

"Speaking of which, it's really fortunate for us to have a leader like the director. It's been many years since our factory has had such good luck!"

"That's right. I've never heard of overtime pay before. Only our factory in all of Huaxia? And we even get nutrition fees per person. Oh, my God..."

"Shut up! If you produce defective products because of talking, see how I'll beat you!"

Finally, amidst the squad leader's scolding, the excited chatter of the workers ceased, but the smiles on their faces couldn't be concealed.

After a while, Wang Ye returned to his office.

Sitting in his chair, Wang Ye breathed a sigh of relief. With the first seed capital, the future would be easier!

"First, make a list of the materials needed for the collective."

"Let Director Li arrange for the goods to be delivered quickly."

"Then, there's the design plan for the motorcycle engine and... the small rotary wing aircraft!"

Thinking of this, Wang Ye's eyes flashed with ambition. Currently, in Africa and desert areas, the overall military capabilities were relatively backward, especially in Africa. Even in a big country like Tanzania, there were not many fighter jets, and they could not be easily deployed. In fact, most African countries did not even have an air force!

In such a situation, one could imagine the usefulness of the rotary-wing aircraft, which was called "Skyborne Minibikes" in the future!

After all, the difference between fighting on the ground and fighting from the sky was like night and day. Aerial units would occupy an unimaginable advantage, and the rotary-wing aircraft was low-cost, simple in structure, easy to maintain, had good carrying capacity, and was sturdy and durable. It would definitely become a favorite of these countries!

"I was originally planning to start with the homemade tank, but it's good to start with the air force first? Not bad!"

Thinking of this, Wang Ye started to busy himself.

The next day.

Wang Ye got up early, and at six o'clock, he sent off the factory's convoy of twenty Liberation trucks, which were carrying the first batch of gas cylinders. It would take two days to travel from Laiyang to Qindao.

At eight o'clock, Wang Ye, the old factory director, and a young man acting as a driver, left the factory in a 212 Jeep and headed straight for the Laiyang Iron and Steel Plant!

"Help me announce it, just say the factory director of Hongxing Machinery Factory is here to discuss something."

Before nine o'clock, the Jeep arrived at the entrance of the steel plant. Wang Ye got out of the car, handed a peony cigarette to the gatekeeper, and then smiled and said, "Uncle, wait a moment!"

Then he made a call to the factory.