Rebirth 1991: My Financial Era

Sun Chen also visited Kloski and gave him a gift of US dollars.

Kloski enthusiastically said that he would definitely help with the application and gave him a list of application requirements.

Sun Chen faxed the list to He Linshi and asked her to prepare the materials.

It would take time for the domestic demolition team to arrive. Sun Chen was so anxious that he flew to Crimea with Zhang Xiping.

Before leaving, Sun Chen left his satellite phone number to Sun Renwu.

Duan Shiyong brought someone to pick him up at the airport.

"How is the situation?" Sun Chen asked as soon as they met.

"Let's talk in the car, it's hard to say anything." Duan Shiyong whispered.

The three of them got into the car.

Duan Shiyong said: "Boss, we have taken over the transport fleet. When we went to pick up the ship, the company's senior officials and workers disagreed. I stuffed 100,000 US dollars and it was done. The captain and crew were willing to help drive it to the port city. , I hope I can settle down there.”

"You handled it well. How many ships are there in total?" Sun Chen was a layman. He only asked about the number of ships, not the tonnage.

"Boss, we have received a total of 12 ships, 8 dry bulk carriers, 2 container carriers, and 2 ro-ro ships. The total tonnage should be 30 tons." Duan Shiyong said.

"Haha, I found a treasure. Are the security measures in place?" Sun Chen said happily.

"Boss, there is another situation that I have to report. There is a ship loaded with cargo. It was originally bound for the Middle East, but it did not set off due to lack of fuel." Duan Shiyong said cautiously.

"Middle East? You mean arms?!" Sun Chen sat upright in shock, his head almost hitting the roof of the car. The Giant of the North's cars are on the small side.

"Hahaha, okay!" Sun Chen shouted excitedly.

This is really a treasure. This ship of arms has been repaid a hundred times.

"Boss, we are in trouble at the shipyard." Duan Shiyong had to interrupt Sun Chen.

"Ok?"

"The director and workers of the Nikolayev Shipyard are extremely tough and do not allow us to enter. They are still militiamen and armed, so it is difficult for us to attack by force." Duan Shiyong reported with a grimace.

"I can't blame you for this. Nikolayev Shipyard has a glorious history, and their workers have a glorious tradition of protecting the plant."

Sun Chen said with emotion that the front was so smooth, but he didn't expect to hit a brick wall here.

Nikolaev Shipyard, also known as the Black Sea Shipyard, was built during the Tsarist period. It has the most advanced integrated slipway system in Europe, capable of producing aircraft carriers, cruisers, destroyers and frigates, as well as civilian cargo ships.

This large shipyard has 2.5 employees and has a strong sense of pride. It has fought against invaders many times in its history.

The Nikolayev Shipyard eventually went bankrupt and was acquired by Flower Country, which has the same ownership as Varyag.

"Let's go see the ship first and then think of a solution." Sun Chen comforted Duan Shiyong.

"Okay." Duan Shiyong replied.

The car drove to the harbor, where twelve ocean-going transport ships stood proudly on the sea. In the style of the Northern Giant, most of the ships are built to be domineering and aggressive, unlike the warships of the Flower Kingdom, which are slender and restrained.

"Hello, boss!" Alexander saluted in his latest Chinese language.

"Thank you for your hard work, comrades." Sun Chen said to himself.

"Boss, this is it. Do you want to see it?" Duan Shiyong said.

"What are you pretending to be?" I was too excited just now and didn't ask carefully.

"Tanks, artillery, anti-aircraft missiles, individual missiles, and ammunition." Duan Shiyong answered.

"Okay, I can't understand it either. Please keep it secret and be more vigilant," Sun Chen said.

"Okay. Boss."

"Let's go to the guest house to discuss countermeasures and call Alexander." Sun Chen said to Duan Shiyong while blowing the sea breeze.

When I came to the guest house, I ate the instant noodles brought by Duan Shiyong. They felt much better than black bread.

"Alexander, you are from the Uzbek ethnic group. How do you think we should solve the shipyard's obstruction?" Sun Chen asked.

"Boss, I have some dirty information about the captain's senior management. I wonder if I can use it?" Alexander said scratching his head.

"This won't work. Now they are all talking to the outside world for the sake of their jobs." Sun Chen said.

"Follow the boss's instructions," Alexander said.

"Why did the fleet obey? Because we promised them jobs and asked them to leave this place." Sun Chen said while smelling a cigar.

"Yes, you mean we are destroying the jobs of the shipyard workers?" Duan Shiyong asked tentatively.

"That's right, even if your job is threatened, you have to resist."

"Hey, that's right. I believe the boss won't." Duan Shiyong said.

"Then protect me well. If I'm not here, your jobs will be lost." Sun Chen said lightly.

"Don't worry, boss!" Duan Shiyong saluted and laughed.

"Alexander, you know the place well. Can you invite a prestigious person in their shipyard to come out? I'll talk to him." Sun Chen said.

"Okay, boss." Alexander turned around and went out.

The next day, Alexander walked into Sun Chen's suite with a bald uncle.

"Boss, this is the factory director Pushkin. He is very prestigious among the workers." Alexander introduced.

"Hello, Director Pushkin, please sit down," Sun Chen said.

"Hello!" The factory manager said expressionlessly.

"Mr. Factory Director, can you tell me what the workers are thinking?" Sun Chen asked.

"Workers don't want bandits to enter their factories," Pushkin said.

"No, we are not robbers, we are saviors. We will give them bread, give them jobs, and give them a future." Sun Chen said.

"How can you see it?" Pushkin obviously didn't believe it.

"The Northern Giant has split up and can never go back. The shipyard can get thousands of factories to support him. The Northern Giant who achieved his great glory no longer exists. He can't live anymore. We accept this cruel Let's be realistic." Sun Chen said emotionally.

After hearing this, Pushkin was devastated. He just didn't want to admit it.

"His hope is in the east. The Davari family in the east will inherit the red giant's legacy and complete the shipbuilding of the shipyard, build it well, and build it even greater!"

Sun Chen spoke in a firm tone, full of longing, as if he had already seen the facts.

Pushkin was infected and his expression was full of excitement.

"Mr. Factory Director, the workers are starving, and the people of Uzbekistan are starving. We want to send the children to the East so that they can work passionately and live happily!"

Sun Chen's artistic application of speech has been perfected.

"Yes, my friends, they should live happily." Pushkin repeated.

"Mr. Factory Director, in order to prevent the workers from starving, I will give the factory 50 US dollars to purchase food for them. If you are willing to go to a big Eastern country, each worker will be given 2000 US dollars as a settlement allowance, and each engineer will be given 5000 US dollars as a settlement allowance. What do you think? Woolen cloth?"

Sun Chen looked at Pushkin with a smile, waved his hand, and placed the box handed over by Zhang Xiping in front of him.

Pushkin stood up excitedly, holding the dollars in his hands, with tears streaming down his face.

A great red empire is suffering for a mere $50. But without these green papers, where would the children buy bread?

"Thank you, sir! I thank you on behalf of the workers! You gave them a way to live, and I will convince them." Pushkin said.

"Thank you, Mr. Factory Director, I sincerely invite you to the East." Sun Chen continued.

"I'm old and can't walk anymore. I have to watch my big ship." Pushkin said bitterly.

"Mr. Factory Director, I promise you that in a few years, I will buy your big ship back and build it for you in the East. I promise!"

Sun Chen said firmly.

"Okay, kid, thank you! Take the drawings and the engine with you."

After Pushkin finished speaking, he sighed and left with the box of dollars.

His back looks very lonely.