Chapter 263: Remanufacturing and Restarting

"... Is that so?"

The voice came from the other end of the phone.

That night, late at night, Yin Zhaoyang, who had finally come out after checking in the hospital for a long time, finally got a special mobile phone from a special person after wandering around the city for several laps.

The highest-level satellite line set up by borderless communication will ensure the absolute secrecy and security of the call.

Even so, when entering the room, he still underwent an inspection to ensure that he was not carrying or hidden with troublesome things like wiretaps.

Whether he had already received the relevant news, when Mr. Shang heard the whole process of the matter and the losses brought about from Yin Zhaoyang, he just said such a sentence lightly.

"It's still too immature, it's already starting to be anxious."

Mr. Shang sighed: "It's a pity, I didn't catch any handle or evidence."

This pawn pushed out by Lu Yingyue is too cautious. No, it should be said that such ability is too suitable for playing in occasions composed of countless mechanical creations in the city, simply, impossible to prevent.

Even without him coming forward personally.

From beginning to end, he pulled a lounge chair and sat under the spotlight, achieving a perfect absence proof, not even leaving any traces or clues.

Even if there were, I'm afraid they would have been wiped out by the Tong family long ago.

Echo of the Universe is far away in the East City, and its influence on Yacheng is really insufficient.

Otherwise, it could also be used to play.

"You did a good job."

Shang Tongwen's words revealed a rare sense of praise. In front of the phone, Yin Zhaoyang instinctively lowered his head, trembling and calling himself not daring.

For so many years, he has been walking in Haizhou for the bosses behind the scenes, pulling strings, working as a cow and a horse, not to the point of not even having the ability to figure out his mind.

He could clearly feel the regret in Shang Tongwen's words...

—Why didn't you die?

If Yin Zhaoyang died because of this, then the things behind would be easier to play.

Just like Ji Jue who was pushed to the front, now the bait thrown out, is he the only one?

On this muddy water that was stirred, the people holding the fishing rod smiled at each other on the shore, talking about the land lightly, but in the mud under the muddy water, the fighting fish with no retreat had only life and death.

Yin Zhaoyang didn't dare to think anymore, his back was sweating:

"It's just that the loss is heavy."

"It doesn't matter, the missing manpower, and the new bodyguard, I will let people send them to you again." Shang Tongwen said: "Everyone's energy is in the central city recently, I can't spare the effort.

I will talk to the Universe there, and the control of the upstream and downstream of the channel and supply chain will be left to you.

No matter what method you use, I don't want to receive news that they have started work."

"Yes."

Yin Zhaoyang asked tentatively: "It's just, Ye Xian over there?"

"If the Tidal Sound Workshop participates in this kind of thing head-on, I will count you as a great achievement."

Shang Tongwen laughed: "Before the Southeast Defense Agreement of the Military Department is signed, if Lu Yingyue really dares to have a head-on collision with us, that would be even better.

Everyone wants to see what cards she has in her hand."

Yin Zhaoyang didn't dare to speak again, let alone think carefully.

Soon, the phone was hung up by the other end.

Only the last instruction was left.

"Do things with heart."

In the long silence, Yin Zhaoyang sat on the chair, looking at the mobile phone on the table, smoking one after another, his eyes covered with bloodshot eyes.

When the last cigarette butt was pinched out in the ashtray, the wreckage in the cylinder had piled up like a mountain.

Just like the end of countless consumables.

Yin Zhaoyang stood up decisively and left.

There is no retreat.

Contrary to most people's expectations, a storm came quickly and went quickly.

Just like the 100,000 hot spots that pop up on the Internet every day, after condemning, scolding, and sighing, the impassioned justice is treated as having been implemented.

Everyone continues to invest in the news disclosed by the corruption case of the Chaocheng Viceroy.

As for the Coastal Automobile Factory and Ji Jue...

Seems to have heard of it somewhere, who?

As for outside the factory, those indignant accusers, victims who jumped out of nowhere, and professional actors who collected money to make up the number, even before dark, had disappeared without a trace.

To be precise, it was five o'clock in the afternoon, when the security personnel sent by Laila arrived.

Four or five copycat vans produced by the Coastal Automobile Factory in the early years stopped at the gate with an emergency brake, and then jumped down dozens or hundreds of people like a compressed package being decompressed.

All of them were dark-skinned inch-headed strong men wearing tight vests and camouflage pants, and among them, there were dozens of elite units invited from the Veterans Club, version t0—bloodthirsty old guys!

Just seeing a group of big guys instantly block the scene tightly, and then, bearded muscular old men carrying police batons jumped out, rushing into the crowd making trouble like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, and then after three sticks, the actors who swore to seek justice hugged their heads and ran away.

The remaining ones who wanted to resist had to face the tear gas taken out of the crotch by the big muscular guys and the high-pressure water gun just connected from the fire hydrant.

It is a professional team, garbage cleaning is fast!

Ji Jue called it wonderful.

Not long after, the messy crowd outside disappeared without a trace. When the police who received the alarm rushed to the scene, they saw more than a dozen muscular old men with breath dying lying on the ground, holding the bruised and swollen troublemakers in their hands, identifying the murderer.

Everyone on the scene proved, yes, they were the ones who hit!

Even surveillance footage is available!

Video cannot be p, how can the camera lie?

When the old men took the compensation and Ji Jue's red envelope and agreed to catch code and play prizes, and left, the entire Coastal Automobile Factory was clean.

The storm dissipated.

Unfortunately, the haze remains, and even becomes more intense.

Even if he suffered a loss, Yin Zhaoyang became more iron-headed, not even acting, the activities became more intensive and high-profile, mobilizing channels and influence to add trouble everywhere.

Especially in terms of accessories and materials, it is even more strictly guarded.

Yan Jian's legs were almost broken, but he couldn't even buy a brake pad, and the warehouse is still empty until now. And the equipment that has been shut down for many years and continues to be maintained and repaired is even more unattended.

The only harvest is that Ji Jue contacted the Tong family and pulled more than ten trucks of steel and rubber and other basic materials directly from the factory.

And that night, the Coastal Automobile Factory closed its doors.

Security is in place, cattle and horses return to the fence.

A piece of tranquility.

After Ji Jue sent Ye Chun home, he carried the toolbox and hummed a song towards the factory building.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Yan Jian, who had been busy for two days and didn't even have time to go home, and was sleeping on the floor in the duty room, climbed up, bald head poked out, looking suspiciously at Ji Jue's appearance.

Full of worry.

Always feel that this kid looks calm, but actually he has been crazy for a long time...

Don't quietly accept reality and hang yourself at the gate of the car factory.

Life is finally a little better, although it is nonsense everywhere, but at least there is nonsense to pull, Yan Jian is really afraid that Ji Jue will suddenly give a big score to the cowardly group.

"Repair."

Ji Jue shook the toolbox in his hand: "Hasn't the equipment been left for a long time?"

That serious look made Yan Jian roll his eyes.

Mental illness.

He is not afraid that Ji Jue will hang himself at the gate of the car factory now, he is afraid that Ji Jue's mental state will hang him at the gate of the factory...

"Then you must repair it well, be careful."

Yan Jian sighed, waved his hand, and continued to sleep on the floor.

The harsh sound of the factory building opening came from afar, and gradually closed.

He fell into a deep sleep.

And in the dim factory building, Ji Jue groped, turned on the switch, and immediately with the sound of crackling, dim yellow lights lit up from the ceiling.

Flickering or extinguishing.

The rustling dust spread in the light column and fell again. The huge equipment sleeping in the dust was the same as usual, with no reaction. It's just that, I don't know why, but I can feel... the fatigue and sadness echoing between the dust and oil stains.

"It's just like a morgue."

Ji Jue sighed and stepped forward, his fingers swept across the shells with heavy dust, feeling the silent wailing in them.

From the wasted time and time, doing nothing and waiting, day after day of suffering, passing hope from the gnawing of rats and ants, finally completely scrapped, and thrown into the garbage dump.

"Really sad."

Ji Jue reached out, wiped the panel of the giant press, and asked softly: "Are you okay?"

The press was silent.

Only in the sound of steel friction, the shell rolled, the mechanism changed, a huge gear eye opened from the shell, staring at him blankly.

The rusty corner of the eye silently shed a mottled tear.

Wailing, praying, pleading.

"Then move, friend."

Ji Jue touched the corner of its eye and smiled silently: "Isn't there still backbone and anger?"

At that moment, the harsh steel friction sound suddenly spread, sounding from every corner, bursting out from under every silent steel.

Like breathing, like wailing, like roaring, or long breathing.

When the hot light of embers ignited from Ji Jue's eyes, the vast and magnificent spiritual quality fluctuation burst out from his body, and the non-offensive matrix appeared on his hands.

Then, it was the machine god descent that had never been seen before!

Instantly, covering the entire factory building!

The flash of sparks continued, and the harsh friction sound lasted forever. The ground, walls, ceiling, and even trusses were trembling and shaking with the dancing of countless micro-dust.

In the flickering dim light, one huge shadow after another rose, changed, overlapped, and cast strange outlines on the wall. And in the silent factory building, the steel giant was given a void soul and life, from this moment, rising from the ground!

In the wailing of the cement floor, scratches appeared, the huge body winding like a giant snake, wriggling and covering the face, the activated assembly line contracted and changed, iron scales reflected light, sprinkling countless fine light spots.

The rusty long letter spit out, swinging.

The scarlet eyes opened, looking down in doubt, staring at Ji Jue close at hand, for a long time, affectionately touched his body with the sharp forehead.

Behind it is a huge press like a giant elephant. The heavy body just slowly got up and set off a strong wind. The big mouth across the body slowly opened, greedily breathing every bit of air.

Under the convergence of hundreds of crane arms, the massive mechanical spider had already shaken off its rust, and its menacing shadow loomed over Ji Jue below; yet, at this moment, it was devoid of any ferocity.

Tamed and lying on the ground, letting Ji Jue step on its head, lifting him into mid-air.

The blessing fell like rain under Ji Jue's hands. Where it passed, the dead bodies given life and the collapsed steel opened their eyes again and returned to the world.

Once again, feeling the world in front of you from the void.

And the master of the gods!

Ji Jue narrowed his eyes, took a deep breath, feeling the refreshing smell of engine oil in the air, better than all spices and delicacies, the crisp echo of the mechanism turning in his ears, surpassing all fairy music.

【Author's note: 9+Shuba】

"Looks like it's not too troublesome."

He felt the pain and scars from the huge equipment, for a long time, bent down, and patted their heads and bodies.

"Line up according to the original position."

Artisan Ji Jue rolled up his sleeves, behind him, the flowing mercury turned into dozens of arms, stretching freely:

"Start working!"

The rest time has been long enough.

Let's start again, remanufacture everything!

In the noisy and sharp noise, the busy night passed in a hurry.

When Yan Jian was ready for Ji Jue to break the jar and completely break everything, and pushed open the door, he couldn't help but go dark in front of his eyes.

Damn, where did this take me?

Is this still the Coastal Automobile Factory?!

Look at this spotless ground, look at the brand-new wall, and the assembly workshop without a single grain of dust.

Look at those green lights that lit up again, and the equipment and instruments that operate as usual.

Even not a single bit of noise...

For a time, Yan Jian's legs seemed to be filled with lead, and he didn't dare to enter the door.

Afraid that if he took another step forward, he would find that the scene in front of him was drawn by Ji Jue, this dog thing, overnight... just to fool himself. But even if he fooled himself, he couldn't make it so realistic!

In a daze, he subconsciously fished out a cattle and horse that was passing by to wash up, pinched his arm: "Does it hurt?"

"Hurt."

The dull cattle and horse nodded.

But Yan Jian still didn't dare to believe it, fished out another cattle and horse, and pinched it again: "Does it hurt?"

Slap!

The sleepy cattle and horse college student subconsciously threw a big slap over, backed away in horror, and leaned in the arms of another male classmate: "Play hooligan!"

Yan Jian went dark in front of his eyes, almost hit the ground with this slap.

It really hurts.

It seems it's not a dream...

"How did you do it?" He dragged Ji Jue, excited and flushed, unbelievable: "How did you do it?"

"Just, like this, like that, then like this, it's fine."

Ji Jue patted his shoulder calmly, with a smile on his face.

You just treat it as such.

Don't ask, asking is impolite.

Moreover, where is this?

With the non-offensive matrix, superb hand-made, plus the machine god descent and full engineering skills and the alchemy of the chief artisan of this session, if even this problem can't be solved, that's called losing face.

"Okay, it's been empty for so many days, everyone go and familiarize yourself with the equipment, remember to find Master Yan if you don't understand, don't mess around yourself."

After a busy night, Ji Jue planned to rest for a while, and ordered Yan Jian to take the innocent cattle and horses to familiarize themselves with the environment.

The cattle and horses were also full of enthusiasm and couldn't wait.

Although they were useless except for enthusiasm, at least they had enthusiasm.

After all, Ji Jue, in addition to paying the head fee to the leading teacher, also paid them extra wages every month, and counted performance and workpieces, and even guaranteed an eight-hour working system.

For college students who had long been determined to make a name for themselves in sweatshops and black-hearted factories, it was simply like a dream, like a dream.

After preparing to go to hell, they actually turned right at the door and arrived at the promised land...

Especially when hearing that the canteen was free and there were medical subsidies, tears almost fell.

The factory manager's kindness can't be paid back!

Can't pay back at all!

After a morning passed, Ji Jue, who had taken a nap, climbed up, and finally met with Yan Jian, who had been excited for a whole morning and finally calmed down.

Nowadays, they are the only two people in the factory with engineer qualifications.

One first-level, one second-level, although there are fewer people, it is still enough.

"Look, now... we have materials, although not many. We have equipment, although backward. We have people, although they are all college students.

At least the conditions are complete."

Ji Jue said words that made Yan Jian's blood pressure soar, and finally asked: "So, when can we start production again?"

"..."

Yan Jian hesitated, and an old blood hesitated whether to spray on Ji Jue's face.

After a long time, he could only politely tell him as much as possible: "Building a car is not a simple job."

Big brother, do you understand what an industrial pearl is?

Do you understand what the great success of manufacturing is?

Do you think this is buying a toy car to coax children?

Swipe a card in the supermarket and it's done?

"I know."

Ji Jue nodded calmly, persistently asking: "So, how long will it take at the fastest?"

"Current conditions..."

Yan Jian considered for a long time, and finally gave a more optimistic idea: "If everything goes well, half a year."

"No."

Ji Jue shook his head decisively, "Too long."

【???】

Am I crazy? Or are you crazy?

The veins on Yan Jian's forehead jumped wildly, and his blood pressure began to be uncontrollable. You are at least a second-level, this certificate should have no moisture, not to the point of not understanding the situation at all, right?

After breathing for a long time, he could only ask: "How long do you want?"

Ji Jue smiled and told him:

"One week."

Silence, in the silence, Yan Jian only felt that a tendon in his brain was broken, completely broken, subconsciously wanted to hammer the table and scold people.

But in the end, he squeezed out a voice from his teeth: "Ji... Factory Manager, we are a car company, this is not building a small tricycle!"

"Ah? Isn't it?"

Ji Jue was confused, as if puzzled: "Then, why not build it?"

"..."

Yan Jian was dull, subconsciously wanted to speak, but couldn't, anxious and flushed.

But heard Ji Jue's voice.

"You wouldn't think that after being shut down for so many years, relying on this batch of eliminated equipment, you can be amazing and build some top sports cars and legendary models, right?"

Ji Jue looked at him, puzzled: "Do you think that regaining momentum is so simple?"

Who doesn't want to release a new model every two months to cut leeks? Who doesn't want seat steering wheel heating and radio functions to be sold separately? Who doesn't want automatic driving l5 to be in hand?

But do you have that ability, big brother?

You think I'm thinking beautifully, but who is the one thinking beautifully?

This kind of dream, Ji Jue doesn't even dare to think, thinking is a sin. No matter how grand the ideal is, its foundation is that you must accept reality, recognize yourself, and figure out what the top priority is!

The Coastal Automobile Factory wants to continue to exist, wants to have a future, then it must operate!

Must return to the market!

Must return to everyone's eyes upright!

Even the lowest-end market is a market, even the most clumsy production is production, even the most garbage product is a product!

"Using big talents for small things is also using, Master Yan, we have no choice, and the coast has no choice."

Ji Jue put a design requirement he had just written on the table and pushed it over slowly: "If even 'now' cannot be done, we cannot talk about the future."

Yan Jian was silent, unable to speak.

For a long time, he took out the glasses in his arms, put them on, read the design requirements over and over again, and finally, only a silent sigh.

"Are you really sure?"

"Yes, twelve thousand percent sure!"

Ji Jue nodded decisively, without hesitation: "So, do it or not?"

Yan Jian didn't speak, just put away the design requirements and put them in his pocket.

"Give me two days for this kind of thing."

He waved his hand at last: "That group of cattle... college students, I have no energy to manage, you find someone to lead yourself."

Recognizing reality is good, breaking the jar is also good.

The grief and anger of wasting more than ten years rose, turning into a fighting spirit that was so strange that even he was creepy.

Yan Jian, who pushed the door out, roared to the sky, after 'super' a sound, rolled up his sleeves, and didn't hesitate anymore.

Fuck the small tricycle!

Who said a tricycle is not a car!

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 264 =====