Courtyard House: Why is my time-travel experience so shabby?

Meanwhile, in the south of Siam, Surat Thani (Ban Lun).

On the edge of the city, not far from the Chao Phraya River, there is a large newly built factory area. Dozens of chimneys towering into the clouds, like sharp swords, piercing the sky.

The total area of ​​this factory site is more than 30 square kilometers, almost as large as a medium-sized county town.

In fact, there are more than 50 factories of all sizes in this industrial area, with nearly 100,000 workers, plus their families and businessmen who depend on the workers for their livelihood.

With a population of several hundred thousand, it is indeed comparable to a small city.

There are three core factories in this industrial area, namely the steel mill, the rolling mill, and the automobile factory. The rest of the factories are all vassals of these three factories and serve them.

This huge factory complex, which is ahead of its time in scale, was built by two women, Moran and Zhao Yingnan, over the past year or so.

The Siamese call it Motor City, and some also call it Chinatown because more than 70% of the people here are Chinese immigrants.

At this point, I must make a digression.

In the past year or so, Siam has seen an influx of more than 120 million Chinese immigrants, of which only about 30 came from Hong Kong Island.

The remaining nearly one million immigrants all came from the border between Mendian and Laowo.

The border between the two countries and China is nearly 3000 kilometers long, and most of it is dense forests and barren mountains. It is extremely difficult to ban illegal crossings.

The abundance of manpower made Moran completely confident.

Now, the mercenaries under Huo Wei and Ellie have expanded to a terrifying size of more than 6 people, almost catching up with one-fifth of Siam’s total military strength.

Moreover, their equipment is extremely sophisticated, far superior to that of the local Siamese army. Not to mention the individual soldier equipment, which is completely synchronized with that of the American soldiers.

In addition, there are tanks, armored vehicles, armed helicopters, self-propelled heavy artillery, rocket launchers, and even fighter jets and bombers.

The last few items were all purchased from the Russian bear.

Huo Wei once declared after drinking that if there was no external interference, he would be able to conquer the entire territory of Siam within half a year.

Fortunately, most of the mercenaries are now in India fighting to support themselves, and most of those left in Siam are new recruits and reservists.

Otherwise, the Siamese government and military would have been unable to sit still long ago.

As for the ink, it's so miserable. This country of a thousand islands has now become a complete mess.

There were numerous warlords in the territory. There was a general on every island or even in several villages, and they were constantly fighting each other.

Official decrees cannot even leave the city of Jakarta. Strictly speaking, the entire country is dead in name only.

Huo Wei and his team have now opened up the situation and are no longer engaging in small-scale fighting as before.

Although nominally they are still mercenaries sent by the US military base in Pattaya for peacekeeping, they have long stopped asking Citibank for military funds.

Now, Huo Wei and his men have occupied half of the island of Kalimantan. With stable territory and tax revenue, they can be completely self-sufficient in military expenses, rations, and salaries.

In addition to the tens of thousands of guns directly under their command, they also have more than a dozen vassal armed forces under their command. If they decide to do anything, they can mobilize hundreds of thousands of troops at the same time.

He has already become a local lord.

It was because Huo Wei and the others no longer needed Moran to continue to provide blood transfusions, and could even provide blood transfusions in return, that she dared to do it with confidence.

Even so, in order to build this auto city, the two of them stopped almost all other projects and invested huge amounts of money, manpower and resources regardless of cost.

During this period, if Du Weiguo had not filled the hole for them once, their funding chain would have been broken long ago.

But the result is finally gratifying.

Among the more than fifty factories, more than half have started to make profits, and the income and expenditure of the entire automobile city have barely reached a balance.

The most important thing is that it is expected that in about half a year, that is, by the end of this year, the first batch of "Hummer" dual-use military and civilian jeeps will be able to roll off the production line and be launched on the market.

At present, prototype vehicles have been built and engine testing is underway.

The overall shape of the Auto City is an irregular hexagon. In the center is a 22-story blue-gray U-shaped building, which is also the tallest building in the factory area.

This building is the scientific research center of the automobile city and also an administrative office building. The top floor is the office of the chairman and the president of the board of directors.

To put it another way, it is the offices of these two women, Mo Lan and Zhao Yingnan. Of course, it is impossible for the two of them to occupy an entire floor.

The two of them are now considered important figures and can no longer be alone. Each of them has an astonishing number of assistants and security teams.

Take Moran as an example. She has 9 assistants who help her handle various work content and take care of the trivial matters in her life.

The security is also exaggerated. In addition to the close protection of the Night Demon Joseph, there is also a 36-member elite bodyguard team following him everywhere.

In fact, there were 108 people, but they were divided into three shifts, providing her with 3-hour uninterrupted protection every day.

Zhao Yingnan is not much worse than her. Even if Lu Yan and Ye Yan returned to Hong Kong Island, she still has the handsome old man Lancelot and Ye Li as her personal bodyguards.

At this moment, in Moran's spacious office of nearly 100 square meters, she was standing with her hands on her hips, complaining angrily.

"15 billion, and that's in US dollars! I worked so hard for so long and tried every possible way to build this car city. Even if I sell everything I have, it's not worth this much!"

After taking two steps angrily, she continued:

"He wants to buy the entire Hong Kong Island for you! I don't accept it. Why? Why is he so good to you and ignores me?"

At this moment, Moran, who still had a trace of the elegance and bearing of a queen, looked like a jealous shrew who was almost going crazy.

The incident started two hours ago when a remittance of up to 15 billion US dollars suddenly entered Zhao Yingnan’s HSBC bank account in Hong Kong Island.

Almost at the same time, her confidential secretary brought her a telegram from Du Weiguo.

In the telegram, Du Weiguo roughly told her about the recent events in Hong Kong Island. At the same time, he asked her to return as soon as possible and start acquiring the businesses of several major families.

And this money is the special fund given to her for the acquisition.

As long as the acquisition can be completed smoothly, Zhao Yingnan will almost monopolize the economic lifeline of Hong Kong Island. At that time, she will become the uncrowned king of Hong Kong Island.

He is also the richest man in Southeast Asia and even in the whole of Asia, and his influence is unparalleled.

The Auto City that Moran had worked so hard to build was simply insignificant compared to such an achievement, not to mention that Zhao Yingnan also held half of the shares.

The original intention of joining forces with Zhao Yingnan was to fight against Guo Fu of Quiana and Hu Da Niang of Persia, and then take advantage of the situation to surpass them.

As a result, the goal has not been achieved, but our allies have overtaken us.

From now on, she will be suppressed by Zhao Yingnan, the only one who is not as good as her, and will be ranked last among all the concubines in Du Weiguo's harem.

This was unacceptable to Moran, who had always been proud and arrogant, and his mentality exploded.

"Moran, can you please be quiet? Stop making noise. It's making my head hurt."

On the large leather sofa, Zhao Yingnan rubbed her temples vigorously. Her brows were slightly furrowed, and there was no excitement on her face.

Moran screamed like a cat whose tail was stepped on:

"I just can't keep quiet! I want to ask him face to face why he is so biased!" Zhao Yingnan rolled her eyes at her in annoyance: "What bias? Do you think he found an easy job for me?"

Upon hearing this, Moran suddenly became even angrier, and his hair stood on end:

"Zhao Yingnan, you're taking advantage of me and acting cute, aren't you?"

Zhao Yingnan shook his head helplessly:

"Why sell it at a low price? Moran, how about this? I'll give you the Auto City and 15 billion US dollars, and you can go to Hong Kong Island to buy up the properties of several big families. How do you think that works?"

"Huh?" Mo Lan was stunned and looked at Zhao Yingnan hesitantly. After half a minute, she spoke.

"really?"

"Really?" Zhao Yingnan nodded and said seriously:

"Moran, as long as you sign now and give me all the shares of Auto City, I will give you 15 billion US dollars immediately without delay."

"Why?" Seeing her so confident and determined, Moran was a little confused.

"Zhao Yingnan, you should know very well that our automobile city is not worth 15 billion US dollars at most, and it's barely worth 10 billion."

The total investment in this automobile city is currently around 6 million US dollars.

Of course, the costs incurred during the immigration process and the costs of technology research and development are not included, nor are the profits of other factories in the past six months.

"Heh~" Zhao Yingnan laughed. She picked up the cigarette box from the coffee table and lit a cigarette.

"Moran, I admit that I am not as good as you. I am neither a qualified businessman nor a qualified leader.

I don’t have a surging ambition, a keen sense of smell, or a desire to manage, and I even hate socializing. ”

Moran felt a little surprised when he heard her words, but he finally calmed down and sat down opposite her.

Zhao Yingnan glanced out the window, slowly exhaled the smoke, and continued:

"Going back to Hong Kong Island to buy out the assets of several big families is a job that would cut off people's financial resources and dig up their ancestral graves. There would inevitably be disputes and even bloodshed. To be honest, I was really scared.

As for the Auto City, it is basically on track now. I don’t need to worry too much about it. I just need to follow the routine. I like this simple life.”

Her tone was sincere, but Moran could hear a strong sense of decadence in her words.

You know, Zhao Yingnan is only 26 years old this year, which is not old at all. In the words of later generations, she can be called a young lady.

"Zhao Yingnan, why are you so depressed? You don't have any energy at all!"

Moran reached out and snatched her cigarette, put it in his own mouth, and scolded her rudely.

"I have told you more than once that our current situation is like sailing against the current. If we don't move forward, we will fall behind. We can only keep fighting and competing.

If we stop, we will be overwhelmed by the enemy in an instant. What is he looking at? He is still fighting non-stop."

After a pause, she suddenly said with emotion:

"Tomorrow, he will detonate the Big Pineapple in Tianzhu. If this bomb really goes off, we will really become the world's public enemy, but we will be able to have peace for a few years."

"Yes, he can now detonate a nuclear weapon by himself."

Zhao Yingnan nodded with an ambiguous tone. At this moment, her eyes were a little out of focus and her tone seemed a little distant.

"Five years ago, when I ran into him by chance at the Sijiucheng Library, he was just a small security officer in the factory. He wasn't even a section-level cadre. His administrative level was 5, and his salary was a few dozen yuan."

"Now, he can spend billions of dollars without blinking an eye, and he can single-handedly make Citigroup and the bears bow their heads at the same time. Sometimes, I feel like I am living in an illusion."

Her eyes were blurred, as if she was talking to Moran, or whispering to herself.

"Perhaps, it is because she has not lost her original intention that the guy is so confident in letting her spend money? Is it because I am too ambitious?"

A strange idea suddenly popped into Moran's mind.

At the same time, in the South China Sea and the Beibu Gulf, at an altitude of 3 meters above the sea.

"Hu Da, you can print US dollars yourself now, why do you still care about these things? If you are short of money, just print it yourself?"

At this moment, the plane had stabilized its altitude, and Du Weiguo freed his hands. He scratched his head awkwardly.

The 15 billion US dollars transferred to Zhao Yingnan was certainly not his personal piggy bank, and he did not have that much cash.

The money came from Miss Hu, and was previously offered as a tribute by the wealthy Shate.

Miss Hu rolled her eyes at him in dissatisfaction:

"That's easy for you to say. After all, it's counterfeit money. It has to pass through the hands of the old fish head before it can be cleaned. It will take at least three months to go back and forth."

Now, the counterfeit money factory at Ghost Hand has started trial operation.

The first batch was not printed in large quantities, only 2000 million were printed. Now they have all been handed over to the brotherhood’s owner Yu to handle, and he plans to test the waters first.

The Brotherhood has its own process for money laundering, and it takes at least three months to launder the money and get it back.

Miss Hu was already gearing up for large-scale infrastructure construction, but at this critical juncture, Du Weiguo suddenly took away 15 billion yuan in cash from her.

It was like cutting off the fuel supply, so naturally she felt quite resentful.

Du Weiguo knew he was in the wrong, so he could only shamelessly say:

"Hu Da, you have always been the most understanding of justice. We are in a turbulent time now. Hong Kong Island is in chaos and we have to fix it.

Persia is well governed by you, so the infrastructure work can be postponed, or the pace can be slowed down, as good things never come late. "

Miss Hu was not so easy to fool, she sneered:

"Don't give me that. I'll delay for a while, so that those girls of yours can step on my head and climb up?"

Damn it, can't the palace fight be suppressed? Upon hearing this, Du Weiguo was immediately overwhelmed.

"Well, after we have resolved the issue with the Hu Cult, I, Gundam, will go to Citibank and extort your money back. Is that okay?"

After getting a satisfactory answer, there was finally a smile in Miss Hu's eyes.

"That's okay, but 15 billion is not enough?"

"What's the matter?" Du Weiguo pretended to be angry and asked, "Hu Da, are you still going to charge me interest?"

A sly look flashed across Miss Hu's eyes, and she said quietly:

"Who are we? I don't want the interest or anything like that. You go to Citibank and I'll accompany you. No matter how much you get in the end, we'll split the bill 55-. How about that? Isn't that fair?"

"That's enough of your uncle's!" Du Weiguo roared in his heart.

He had to go to Citibank, whether he had a reason or not. In addition to intimidating the bald eagle, his main purpose was to extort money.

Guyana has encountered a bottleneck. If it wants to maintain its current high-speed development, it needs to spend money, and a lot of money.

Su Li had made a preliminary estimate before and finally gave him a number, 300 billion.

In addition to a huge amount of funds, Guyana also needs technology and scientists, and only Citibank can meet his needs. (End of this chapter)