Anti-Japanese War, weapons designer at Fengtian Arsenal

The next day, Li Qinwu found the old man who was supervising production in the workshop, dragged him to an empty alley outside the factory, and the first words he said were silenced by the old man.

"Master, let's quit and work on our own!"

The old man's mouth turned into an O shape, and then he angrily pointed his finger at Li Qinwu's chest.

"Young man, it seems that you didn't listen to anything I said to you yesterday. I told you to behave yourself. Are you going to go to heaven? You want to quit your job and work on your own? Do you have money? Do you have people? Do you have connections?"

The old man started to complain, just like an elder who heard that his son with a job wanted to resign. His incomprehension and shock were beyond words.

Li Qinwu knew very well that at times like this, he should not rush to retort. He should let him speak and then explain after he finished speaking. So he said nothing, emptied his mind and began to explore the mysteries of the universe.

Then the old man kept muttering for more than half an hour, saying that his current job was stable, had room for development, and that people outside were envious of him, and that it would be very difficult if he quit his job, because all the factories outside were black factories run by Japanese, and so on.

The old man talked with a dry mouth for more than half an hour, and when he saw that Li Qinwu didn't reply and stood there with a dull look in his eyes, he knew that Li Qinwu didn't listen to him and snorted in annoyance.

"What on earth do you think? Tell me!"

Li Qinwu quickly came back to his senses, knowing that it was time for him to perform. He lit the pipe for Lao Huotou first, then slowly said, "Master, let me explain. Director Huang of the Xiaoyi Arsenal is not a generous person. This place is different from the Fengtian Arsenal. You won't be able to work here for long..."

Yesterday, Director Huang refused to arrange production of the Sten submachine gun because it was not profitable. Li Qinwu wanted to leave. What's more, now that he has ceramic steel, Li Qinwu no longer needs to rely on the arsenal and can just do his job.

Moreover, when he took out a submachine gun yesterday, Director Huang showed no intention of buying it. But at the Fengtian Arsenal, they spent tens of thousands of dollars on it. Their attitude towards valuing talent is not on the same level.

Thinking of this, Li Qinwu began to miss Director Zhang. Director Zhang was really rewarded for his contributions, but unfortunately the situation did not allow it. Li Qinwu was destined to be unable to develop under Director Zhang. He could only kill the chicken to get the eggs to get the gold coins of the Fengtian Arsenal.

Li Qinwu estimated that Director Zhang was confused and regretful when he heard that he, a promising weapons designer, had stolen guns. Li Qinwu could only say sorry. If he had arrived two years earlier, he, Li Qinwu, could have worked seriously under Director Zhang. With Director Zhang's attitude towards talents, it would have been a good job to design weapons under him and make money. It was a pity that he died at the hands of the Japanese.

"Master, you said that Factory Director Huang is a businessman. That's right. Factory Director Huang is the most extreme type of businessman who values ​​profit over loyalty. Under such a person, I, Li Qinwu, will probably be a small director for the rest of my life. My talents will never be fully utilized. It's better for me to give it a try and build my own factory. Maybe I can develop it into a big family!"

"Big... big family!"

The old man swallowed his saliva. These words hit the nail on the head. People of the older generation like him cherished this thing the most. In public opinion, he and Li Qinwu were master and apprentice, but in reality they were almost like father and son. People gave all their pension money to Li Qinwu. If Li Qinwu became bigger and stronger, established a big family, married more than ten wives, had dozens of children, built a big courtyard, cultivated hundreds of acres of fertile land, dug a fish pond, and planted a willow tree by the pond, he could lie on a recliner under the willow tree, fanning himself with a bamboo fan, with a bunch of little Li Qinwus running around. Oh my god, it would be such a vivid picture.

Lao Huotou was so confused for a moment, and Li Qinwu thought it was a deal when he saw his expression, but Lao Huotou quickly threw those images out of his mind, as the real issues had not yet been clarified.

"Young man, don't be too optimistic. Have you ever thought about how big a business you can do with the little money you have? If you lose money, it's not enough to fail. And even if you make it big, aren't you afraid that others will covet your business? With our current government, it's okay if you don't make it big, but once you make it big, the business will no longer be yours. I've seen this happen many times."

Li Qinwu put on a confident expression.

"Master, rest assured, I am not a reckless person. I have thought these things through.

Let's start with a small business, such as a kettle factory. There's no problem selling these things. The people and the army need them. I have a relative who does business in Chongqing. He has connections, so it'll be easy for us to gain a foothold wherever we go."

The old man was moved, but still worried.

"But what about the capital to build a factory? I guess the little money you have is only enough to buy land and build a factory. What about the most expensive machines?"

"Don't worry, Master. My relative will help me with the land and the factory. He also has connections with the machines, so he will help me find them. Master, you will be the technical director, and we will just recruit a few workers and everything will be ready."

"But... if your factory is to expand, the people above will take advantage of you..."

Li Qinwu lifted the hem of his clothes, revealing the M1911 pistol underneath.

"Master, this stuff is enough for us to deal with the low-level characters. As for the ones above, don't forget that we can get in touch with Huang Xiansheng."

Li Qinwu had told Lao Huotou before that he went south because of Huang Xiansheng's relationship, and he also had a receipt for buying guns. However, Huang Xiansheng was fighting guerrilla warfare now, and Li Qinwu had not found anyone to send the guns to.

"Well... okay, you've thought about it to this extent, and your heart has flown away. Xiaoyi Arsenal can't keep you. Hey, when do you plan to resign?"

The old fireman agreed, and Li Qinwu was overjoyed. With the help of this senior talent, he was sure to build his own factory.

"Master, wait a moment. My relatives need to prepare. We just want to collect this month's salary and then resign and go to Chongqing!"

Li Qinwu had just sent Li Jin, who was in charge of the economy, to Chongqing to check out the situation and see if he could buy land to build a factory. He had been doing well in the middle level of Henan's business community recently. He heard that the Henan Chamber of Commerce also had business in Chongqing, so it would be easier for him to go to Chongqing to open up the situation.

As for Henan, it will not be Li Qinwu's development focus. Anyway, after the official outbreak of the Sino-Japanese war, this place will be an occupied area. No matter how many industries are developed, they will only benefit the Japanese.

Henan only left Li Xi and let him work in the countryside to see if he could make a name for himself.

After discussing the details of the resignation with Lao Huotou for a while, the two went back to work in silence. Li Qinwu really planned to set up a kettle factory first, then expand into other military products, and finally make guns and tanks, proceeding step by step from simple to difficult.

However, there was a lack of talent in building the factory, and Li Qinwu was a little worried that there would not be enough senior workers. Fortunately, the next day, Factory Director Huang personally pushed the talent to him.