I am farming in the real world

Chapter 240: Early Wuniu

In the evening, a helicopter landed on the helipad on the roof of the Cube factory.

Chen Jue, who had just earned 1 billion from the base, flicked the cash check in his hand and opened a hidden door and window on the factory roof to enter his president's office.

"These past few days have been really tiring!"

"Fortunately, the cost of a Flying Cube prototype is less than 20 million, so exchanging it for 1 billion isn't a loss."

Chen Jue pursed his lips and casually touched the pimple on the corner of his mouth.

These days at the air force base, he almost ran out of saliva just explaining the functions of the Flying Cube and various high-tech components to the experts and academicians who came from all over the country. It was hard not to get inflamed!

Fortunately, there are gains and losses.

When he thought of the Flying Cube he designed, which received the domestic airworthiness certificate in a few days with the joint green light from various departments, and also received the official invitation to the Zhuhai Air Show, Chen Jue's heart was filled with excitement.

"It's really great to have someone at the top. The格局 (géjú - overall situation/pattern) is immediately opened up!"

Chen Jue slightly raised the corner of his mouth, picked up the landline phone on his desk and called the finance department to explain the matter of cashing the check.

Then, he gradually approved the president's documents that had accumulated during his absence these days.

When he saw the 'Racing City' project proposal and a pile of practical mechanical and architectural patents that emerged around this project, Chen Jue's face unconsciously smiled.

The large-scale public recruitment he had previously undertaken, using high salaries to dig up talents, finally had positive feedback.

Not only did Chen Ji Catering Department begin to realize huge profits, but even the mechanical and construction engineering departments, which he had high hopes for, continued to expand their revenue.

Take the hidden guardrail developed by his old classmate Wang Zhiyuan, for example. In Chen Jue's view, it has great commercial prospects.

Not only can it be used for urban street racing tracks, but also for many municipal squares, open-air shopping malls, multi-functional exhibition halls, fire passages in high-end residential areas, and so on. Such hidden guardrails can be used.

Although the cost is slightly more expensive, it is enough to beat traditional marble piers or iron railing doors in terms of aesthetics.

"I was worried that the mechanical department had no business before, but now the new business is here?" Chen Jue clicked his tongue twice, approved his old classmate's plan, and arranged for the marketing department to apply for a patent.

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After approving a large number of group internal affairs and project plan reviews, the landline on the desk rang.

When he answered the call, he learned that two guests he had previously arranged to meet had arrived.

Chen Jue went to the MC [bed] and slept for 10 minutes to replenish his energy.

After that, he asked the factory's burly doorman to invite the two guests to the top floor office.

"President Chen, you are really a busy man! I've come here several times these past few days, and I've finally caught you today. I apologize for the intrusion. Are you busy right now?" Ji Yijiang walked in with a smile on his face.

Behind him was a thin young man wearing outdoor camouflage clothing with tanned skin.

"It's Lao Ji! I went out to run a project a few days ago. I just finished now. Please sit down, both of you." Chen Jue invited the two to sit in the reception area and personally brewed a pot of Early Wuniu green tea for them.

"President Chen also likes to drink local tea! Not many young people like to drink Early Wuniu now. It just so happens that my backyard tea garden has several acres of century-old tea trees, all left by my grandfather and ancestors. When the new buds grow in the spring tomorrow, I'll fry some new tea and send you a few pounds." Ji Yijiang said with a smile as he picked up the teacup and took a few sips.

'Early Wuniu' is a local green tea variety in Wenzhou, originally produced in Yongjia County, which belongs to Wenzhou, and is a branch of Longjing tea. It has a cultivation history of more than 300 years.

Its tea leaves are curled, dark green in color, tightly knotted, and have a strong and lasting aroma. When tasted, it has a sweet aftertaste and a unique silky feeling. The tea soup is clear and light yellow.

High-quality Early Wuniu can be sold for 2,000 to 3,000 yuan per kilogram on the market.

When Chen Jue was a child, he often accompanied his grandparents to the mountains to pick Early Wuniu, picking it for a morning and then finding a secondary dealer to exchange money for snacks. It can be said that he grew up smelling the tea fragrance of Early Wuniu.

When he heard that the other party had old tea trees at home, Chen Jue's thoughts began to stir: "That's great! But Lao Ji, it's not enough for you to just send me tea leaves. It's best to break off a few branches of the old tea tree. Our group's Cube Agriculture Company has recently started researching tea varieties, and these century-old tea trees are also objects of sampling."

Ji Yijiang was slightly stunned when he heard this.

He didn't expect that his casual mention could actually help this young president.

It just so happened that he was here to ask for help, so Ji Yijiang patted his chest and guaranteed that he would shovel a old tea tree and send it over later.

After the two sides exchanged pleasantries, the other party introduced the young man next to him: "This is my son, Ji Xian. He contacted you on the phone before. He will probably stay in China until after the Spring Festival before leaving. I will have to trouble President Chen to take care of his business then!"

Chen Jue carefully looked at the thin young man. He was about the same age as himself, but his eyes were full of vicissitudes. It was obvious that he had spent a lot of time working hard in Africa.

Looking at the other party's right hand finger holding the teacup, it was covered with thick yellow calluses. Chen Jue immediately asked, "Brother Xian must have played with guns a lot in Africa, right?"

Ji Xian saw that it was finally his turn to talk about serious business, so he put down his teacup and nodded in response: "I do practice guns often. Africa is not like China. The security is very chaotic. Like the Democratic Republic of the Congo and Angola where I stayed, robbers come out to rob on the road at every turn, and they especially like to rob us Chinese."

Chinese people are rich now, and there are people doing business everywhere. Especially in northern Fujian and southern Zhejiang, there are overseas Chinese towns everywhere, and there is a history of hundreds of years of going abroad to do business.

There is even a joke on the Internet describing this group of overseas Chinese: 'You don't have to worry about getting lost in the primitive forests abroad. Before long, you will meet a Chinese person with a southern Fujian accent running over to sell you instant noodles.'

Of course, jokes are jokes. It is very difficult for overseas Chinese to wander abroad.

If you don't have some self-defense skills abroad, you will be eaten clean by the local indigenous underworld forces in minutes.

This is why Ji Xian has calluses from guns on his hands. It is purely for self-defense and to embolden himself.

"The security is so chaotic, can you guarantee the final payment after selling the ship?" Chen Jue frowned upon hearing this.

He previously thought that renovating old fishing boats in China and selling them to Africa would be a steady stream of big business.

Listening carefully now, he felt that things would not be so simple.

After all, Chinese people have been working hard in Africa for many years, and more than 80% of the local minerals have been contracted and bought by Chinese people.

If there was such a thick path, those old boats that have been eliminated in China would have been taken to Africa to sell long ago.

How could it be Chen Jue's turn to eat this cake.

"Before I came, I talked to several well-connected Chamber of Commerce bosses there. In the initial stage, we can pay a part of the ship payment in advance, and the other half will be settled after the ship docks.

If President Chen is not at ease, you can drag a few small boats over to try first. Start small, and it won't be too late to send ships over on a large scale after both parties have established sufficient trust." Ji Xian tentatively analyzed slowly.

Chen Jue pondered for a moment after listening: "Brother Xian, although your method is safe, it is too slow to take effect! How about this, I will send a total of 1 million tons of displacement of renovated ships in the first batch. After the ships dock, you can find buyers to come and see, pay on the spot, and sign the contract on the spot."

"What? 1 million tons in the first batch?"

"This… how big of a Chamber of Commerce can eat this!" Ji Xian was immediately stunned when he heard the value of one million tons.

He originally wanted to get a few small fishing boats over to test the waters, and then slowly grow bigger after finding a suitable next home, and earn some intermediary commission as a middleman.

He didn't expect Chen Jue to play so big as soon as he came up.

Even if it is calculated according to a displacement of 2,000 tons per ship, that would be 500 whole ships!

After searching his mind for several African bosses he knew, Ji Xian felt that this business was indeed beyond his ability and imagination.

However, Chen Jue's next set of operations made Ji Xian's heart start to beat uncontrollably.

"Brother Xian, didn't you say that even a pile of dog shit can be sold in Africa? How about this, I don't care how many paths you have. Anyway, I will give you a 2% commission for each ship, plus a minimum basic salary of 30,000 per month."

"And in order to ensure the payment and the safety of our group's employees, I will send a team of professional security personnel to follow you."