Chapter 316

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Protagonist:

Chen Yi

Kong Qian ultimately passed the message along, without exposing Chen Yi's identity, merely mentioning the names of "Gold Source International" and Chen Family Department Store, believing the other party would understand.

But compensation of several million yuan was genuinely not something any oil company was willing to bear. In fact, no oil company was willing to bear it. When Chen Yi bought diesel and gasoline that day, he deliberately spread the purchases across different companies, and now although Kong Qian had notified Donghong, Xiangzhou, and other companies, they were all independently accounted sales companies, whether state-owned or not, always having their own performance assessments and accounting systems. Fortunately, Kong Qian's status determined that they all carefully rechecked and then gave their respective standard responses.

Among them were nothing more than requests for invoices, proof of damage, and determination of the damage amount. Obviously, there would be compensation, just based on Kong Qian's face there could be some, but how much each company would compensate had to be handled separately, slowly.

Regardless of whether they were behind the same company, the compensation process was indispensable.

These were things Chen Yi could not produce.

The so-called compensation of several million yuan mainly referred to the loss of automobiles. Especially heavy trucks, engineering machinery, and off-road vehicles, any one of them costing several hundred thousand yuan, replacing carburetors and fuel lines and other equipment entirely, costing over ten thousand yuan was normal, tens of thousands was not much either. In fact, the current Equipment Procurement Department Director Kang Qiushi had already been purchasing various auto parts around the world, but many imported vehicles were still temporarily parked in empty warehouses—even if there were parts, the maintenance group's Li Duo and others would not repair these foreign goods.

And for the oil companies, in the era when No. 0 diesel was 3300 yuan, 1 million yuan could buy 300 tons, a quantity not small at all, and if talking about profit, it would have to increase by hundreds of times.

Precisely because of this, whether Donghong, Xiangzhou, or Jiang Dao Company, they all treated it with an attitude of evasion, neither saying they would compensate nor saying they wouldn't, wholeheartedly waiting for Chen Yi to bring his own company's sales receipts before talking—actually they also had their own sales receipts, but definitely would not take them out actively.

This was still treating Chen Yi and Kong Qian's approach; if it were an ordinary person, they would probably just have the Public Relations Department accept it.

Chen Yi didn't take it to heart, just like a certain young master in Xijing. He handed the matter over to Jin Douna to handle, first focusing his main energy on the Mexico-US border city of Reynosa.

As a smuggling city, official estimates put the number of people successfully smuggled from Reynosa to Houston each year at no less than 6000, among them not only Mexicans but also people from Honduras, Colombia, and all countries trying to go to the United States but unable to swim across like Cubans. Besides the 6000 who fulfilled their wishes, there were several times that number of smugglers repatriated, and no fewer than 100 smugglers killed or kidnapped.

Out of non-violent considerations, Chen Yi put up a hiring sign in Reynosa.

Smugglers willing to leave their hometowns for the United States, either to pursue a new life or to improve their families' lives, generally speaking, economic factors were the main cause of smuggling. When Chen Yi was willing to pay a substantial settlement fee and promised high salaries, more and more people were willing to join "Jinyun" International Labor Company.

In just one month, Chen Yi's company in Reynosa recruited over 70 Latin American workers, and after his secondary selection, 30 people were sent to work on the West Continent, truly scaring Yu Weichao. Of course, these Mexicans and Hondurans were the ones truly scared, or scared several times over.

Latin American smugglers going to the United States also started by washing rich people's swimming pools; conditions on the West Continent were no harder than Houston's slums. Although the students had some resistance and curiosity toward Mexicans and such, one had to admit that at least Earthlings who had received secondary education, after eating konjac, could still complete relatively simple work... and from Yu Weichao's perspective, fresh blood was always good.

Besides the local gangs being somewhat dissatisfied with Chinese people stealing their business, few other official bodies or organizations paid attention to "Jinyun". Local drug and human trafficking brought in millions of dollars in revenue annually; from another angle, the money local gangs made in a year was just a few million.

Therefore, when the former used bullets and bones to threaten "Jinyun" company staff, Chen Yi did not adopt more intense measures, but instead took out an empty-cased "Milan" anti-tank missile and placed it in the gang's headquarters hall.

The Mexicans immediately backed down. In a place where a human life could be bought for 1000 dollars, a laser-guided missile costing over 50,000 dollars far exceeded the level they could play at; even Colombian drug lords would only collect a few anti-aircraft missiles, where would they use such a luxurious land weapon.

If Chen Yi needed to, he could completely, from several kilometers away, aim at the gang boss's residence, press the laser-guided missile's launch key, and then blow them all to pieces—without lifting a finger.

But for now, a stable and death-fearing local gang organization was no worse than a chaotic situation. Thinking that "Jinyun" company had only recruited dozens of smugglers, the gang bosses simply pretended it hadn't happened.

However, besides the first batch of 30 and second batch of 10 Latin Americans, Chen Yi did not recruit a large batch of Latin American workers all at once; the final outcome still depended on Yu Weichao and the students' feedback. The idea of controlling the West Continent in his own hands had never changed; at least for now, Latin Americans' status on the West Continent was not much higher than that of foreign soldiers.

Amid various undercurrents, the October 1st National Day quietly arrived.

Students who had just started studying happily took a big holiday again; the hard-won learning state and fighting spirit melted away as easily as early winter's first snow.

University students were just bored; few would run home during the National Day holiday. For many boys who had just entered their sophomore year and were starting to bloom late in love, inviting girls to play during this opportunity was not a bad idea. If the relationship progressed, the heated swimming pool was also open until very late.

In the autumn of 2004, Hollywood blockbusters were hotly showing, graduates had just begun to fall into the predicament of not finding jobs, and People's Hospital had just begun to prevail...

After seven days of happy life, Chen Yi quietly returned to school and restarted his life in the library.

The company's business was increasing, and the West Continent's development was also accelerating; it was easy to feel insufficient personal control. He began often bringing books to read in the subway; sometimes when going to the West Continent, he would also bring textbooks, and at school, besides Professor Lei Gongpo, he would occasionally attend some Management School courses; regardless of whether the professor was good or bad, there would always be gains.

For him now, specific work had responsible persons who were not too bad; besides needing to control the Magic Subway, he didn't have too many things requiring personal involvement.

Luo Xiaoshan probably had similar feelings, so he returned from that warm and gentle Southeast Asia to Jiangning and rehandled enrollment procedures.

The fat man who used to be as big as a hill, after being roasted by the sun and squeezed by women, finally grew to look like an artificial hill.

Also because Luo Jiasan returned to Jiangning University, Liang Yu, Chen Yi, and his trio were reformed, and Chen Yi no longer bothered to go home, living at school instead.

National Day passed among the boys' striving and girls' anticipation. The school once again launched a grand Academic Week activity. It required Jiangning University students to reach international first-class learning levels, international first-class research levels, and international first-class academic levels.

With such requirements, it also meant Jiangning University students were currently still international second-class learning levels, international second-class research levels, and international second-class academic levels.

Classmates exclaimed: "The school has finally been honest once."

Of course, as an inter-school activity, the school Student Union still organized grand learning activities, striving to complete the Academic Week's various indicators. Thus Chen Yi once again became a Prominent Figure of the school; this was the students' way of rewarding Chen Yi, who was not among the Prominent Figures. Students liked nothing more than Prominent Figures who seemed nearby but were actually not nearby; if there really were a teacher who attended class on time every day, unfortunately always won various awards, and always dangled before your nose, students would have to hate him to death.

For example, Yun Hangsheng did not receive much good reputation. As Student Union Vice Chairman, he not only had to appear before students but also frequently appear before them. And besides his title of Second Author on the Cornell University Journal, the National Scholarship and National Natural Science Foundation's favor came one after another; soon the school began spreading rumors about his family connections, whether or not he used family influence—in fact he did use it—Yun Hangsheng indeed was no longer as carefree as before.

In contrast, Han He was much more comfortable; his academic ability had long been recognized by teachers, those who should be jealous had already been jealous months ago after his paper publication, and while he stayed in the library laboratory every day, besides his roommate graduate students, he rarely met acquaintances, and was quite happy to be carefree. The benefit of the second paper was proving he had the ability to repeat miracles, and instead he became popular with girls. They were already second-year graduate students, eyeing graduation, work, and marriage; ability was far more important than appearance. During the National Day short holiday, he received several movie invitations from girls and was evaluated as "having flavor". Exactly what kind of flavor, it was not for outsiders to say.

During Academic Week, Chen Yi could not avoid three "lecturing on academic matters" conferences from the school, college, and department; he had to go to the school three times, but was genuinely entertained by Class Monitor Lin Yuan, not only obediently attending classes for three days but also setting a positive and serious example, and finally almost got dragged to paint the blackboard newspaper.

According to Class Monitor Lin Yuan: "The school letting you work is giving you face; if you don't attend class, next time I'll mark your attendance as absent."

Chen Yi thus sat outside the classroom every time, trying not to attract attention; sometimes when he couldn't sit still, he used a Red Crystal worth 100,000 Gold Coins, embedded in a Phantom Wand, chanted a phrase: "Press your mim, a handful of red!" Then went outside to rest for a while.

After three days passed, Chen Yi refused to attend class with his classmates no matter what. Even when encountering Professor Lei Gongpo's course, he went to the upper-year classroom.

After listening like this for a week, when he went again, he discovered Class Monitor Lin Yuan beside him.

"You're here again." Chen Yi helplessly put down his notebook computer. In this era, the only student daring to use a computer to take notes in class was absolutely him alone.

Lin Yuan still wore her signature sportswear, but with her generous appearance, whether before junior or senior schoolmates, she had a powerful mature lady aura. Chen Yi guessed that when she wore formal wear, she must be quite dignified.

"What are you thinking?" Lin Yuan's voice went from cold to warm, making it hard to tell her intentions.

Chen Yi turned sideways, deliberately looked him up and down, then turned and smiled teasingly: "Earlier I was thinking, why do you keep chasing me; now I'm thinking, you're still quite something."

The latter sentence made Lin Yuan's cheeks fly with rosy color; she snapped angrily: "Since coming back from vacation, your attitude has become even more..."

"Lustful?"

"You still know." Lin Yuan said sarcastically.

Chen Yi hehe laughed; after training at 30,000 feet altitude, after teasing on Rome's bed, not being lustful would be strange.

"The professor is coming."

Chen Yi turned his head and happened to see Jin Douna enter from the back door, hopping like a squirrel to Chen Yi's front.

"Sit." Chen Yi made room inward and asked: "Something the matter?"

Jin Douna was now stationed at the Martial Arts Hall; as an exchange student, she was even more in name only than Chen Yi.

"Kang Qiushi, you remember him, right?" Jin Douna sat beside Chen Yi, her voice low.

"The person in charge of the Procurement Department?"

"Yes, the receipts for the auto parts he purchased, I delivered them to Xijing, totaling 8.4 million. I demanded the oil company pay thirty percent in total. But they refused. Later it was negotiated down to twenty percent, yet Liu Shouyi in Xijing vetoed it. He said, for your sake, they can pay 1 million, if you want it." Jin Douna put it simply, but over a month of negotiation was obviously not that simple. She paused briefly, then said: "Because Liu Shouyi insisted on talking with you, that's why I came."

Regarding her inability to complete all the negotiation work, Jin Douna seemed somewhat unhappy.

Chen Yi gave an "Mm," and asked: "Is it that Liu Shouyi is only willing to pay 1 million because I didn't participate? Or does Liu Shouyi only want to pay 1 million, but still wants me to come negotiate?"

"If you don't go, not even 1 million is on the table." Jin Douna said in a low voice: "He explicitly said it was for your sake, then proposed talking with you. The compensation hasn't been paid into the account or signed for."

"Oh, the Liu family is truly formidable." Chen Yi said slowly: "And talking with me still only gets 1 million?"

Jin Douna laughed, saying: "They're doing well if they make 300 yuan per ton. Many small gas stations only make 50 yuan per ton. Twenty thousand tons to make 1 million."

"But Liu Shouyi makes far more than that figure. He's been watering the diesel there, ruining my vehicles..." Chen Yi had many reasons to be angry, but truly couldn't find a reason to force the other party to pay. To speak the unlikely, if it went to court, the oil company would win. The evidence he could produce was pitifully little.

At a time like this, not being angry is anger!

Chen Yi suddenly reined in his angry expression, saying indifferently: "You tell Liu Shouyi, I'm not going to see him. The money, no need for it either."

Jin Douna understood in an instant, immediately saying: "I'll stop all negotiations."

"Mm." Chen Yi hmphed. A gentleman's revenge is never too late in ten years. 1 million he can forgo, but if Liu Shouyi doesn't come apologize, then treat it as buying a list of "those with grudges."

Professor Lei Gongpo began lecturing. Lin Yuan looked at them curiously, then started taking notes.

Different ages, same course — they are different after all. Lin Yuan entered a state of selfless study with great difficulty. Chen Yi listened while looking at other things. Now that he had a High-Level Intelligence Scroll equipped, his IQ exceeded 450, truly "approaching the demonic." That he couldn't be a pervert like Zhuge Liang was due to insufficient knowledge reserves. That was precisely what he was doing now.

Professor Lei Gongpo lectured incessantly for half a class, then caught his breath and said: "The remaining 40 minutes, you all self-study. Look at your pitiful little faces, are you all stunned? How many understood?"

Naturally no one would answer.

Lin Yuan smiled embarrassedly, and said in a low voice to Chen Yi: "Didn't expect upper-year courses to be this hard. When Professor Lei taught us, he wasn't this strict."

"Students are becoming more and more worthless." Chen Yi answered, then suddenly sniffed his nose and asked: "Smells good?"

Lin Yuan flushed and moved away, feigning anger: "Dog nose, what are you sniffing?"

Chen Yi sat closer and said with a smile: "Could it be you have a date?"

This was his first time cursing eleven this month.

"Where would there be one." Lin Yuan punched Chen Yi twice with her small fist, saying: "I put on makeup for the welcome party. It's already good I didn't ask you to participate. Speaking of which, are you going to participate?"

"No." Chen Yi wisely shook his head.

The Class Monitor didn't press it either, smiling and turning her head away.

But Chen Yi was intrigued by the words just now, and observed Lin Yuan again, nodding from time to time, until even Lin Yuan's ears turned red before he stopped.

Jin Douna leaned tightly against Chen Yi, waist twisting lightly, and asked Lin Yuan: "Welcome party, sounds interesting. When is it held?"

"Oh, the performance items have already ended, but the day after tomorrow, weekend, there will be a dance-party-like event. You can all come participate."

"Weekend, great. How about we go together?" Jin Douna appeared to invite Chen Yi. Obviously, she worried Chen Yi would go alone. The classroom behavior of recent days had already proven Chen Yi's resistance to Lin Yuan was still relatively weak. If it were a male class monitor, he would undoubtedly skip class until finals. Where would he go attend those boring courses.

"Yun Hangsheng's party?" Chen Yi asked. The Student Union President of Jiangning University has always been an honorary position, to avoid so many aristocratic scions fighting over it and making it hard for the school to handle. The Vice President is the real person in charge. Any collective ultimately comes down to money. For students who can independently find venues and money, anyone can organize a party. Compared to that, official second generations have a greater advantage.

Lin Yuan nodded and said "Yes."

Jin Douna tugged Chen Yi's sleeve and said: "Going?"

"Fine, let's go." Chen Yi shrugged and said: "Just treat it as giving Liu Shouyi an opportunity."

Lin Yuan asked strangely: "Who?"

"The person coming to apologize."

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