Great Power Industry: You're a private company building an aircraft carrier?

"Brother Chuan... Qin Chuan, let's go out and have some fun..."

"Are you little brats itching for a beating? You're trying to get Qin Chuan to go racing with you again?"

"Hey, hey, the old man's going to hit someone! Run, run!"

The sounds around me were muffled and unclear, as if separated by a membrane.

Qin Chuan remembered that he was walking home from the research institute when he opened the door and suddenly missed a step. He seemed to have tripped over something and fell down. After that, he knew nothing more.

I opened my eyes groggily, and in front of me was a slowly rotating ceiling and a green three-bladed ceiling fan. Before I could react, a sharp pain in my head interrupted my thoughts.

Countless images flashed through his mind, and some long-forgotten memories of his youth flooded back.

Qin Chuan lay there for a while, covering his head, before sitting up in a daze.

The top of the solid wood wardrobe, which faces the single bed, is piled with quilts and covered with a large blanket to keep out the dust. The wardrobe door is decorated with brand-new old-fashioned New Year pictures, and a New Year picture doll riding a red carp is smiling at him.

This……

"Ouch!" Qin Chuan pinched his arm; it hurt. It wasn't a dream.

He pushed open the window, and sure enough, the house that came into view was the same as the one in his memory. Outside was a small courtyard of less than three acres, and in the courtyard was his brand-new motorcycle.

They had lived in this area for several years before the father went bankrupt and was imprisoned...

Thinking of this, Qin Chuan withdrew his gaze and stared intently at the calendar on the wall: at the top it read, 1993; below it, April (leap month), 1, Thursday.

On April 1, 1993, he miraculously returned to the day when his family's fate took a turn!

Qin Chuan will never forget April 1st!

While he was out having fun, a foreigner came and bought all the unsold steel pipes from the steel plant his father had contracted, paying only a 10% deposit.

Then, the factory never received the final payment, and more than 600,000 US dollars, or three to four million RMB, went down the drain!

The steel mill was driven to the brink of collapse and ultimately went bankrupt.

Faced with a sudden and devastating family crisis, Qin Chuan, determined not to disappoint his father, became sensible and studied hard, eventually getting into university and bringing honor to his family!

When I got home to tell him the news, I learned that my father had been imprisoned because he couldn't repay his bank loan.

"Dad, the steel mill, those damn liars... No, I have to get there right now!"

Unable to contain his excitement, Qin Chuan glanced at the wall clock, quickly put on his clothes, and ran out the door.

"correct!"

Upon seeing the motorcycle, Qin Chuan returned, rushed into the room, and grabbed the motorcycle keys from beside his pillow.

As he got into his car, before even starting the engine, Qin Chuan instinctively looked around, afraid that Grandpa Wang, the retired soldier next door, would suddenly rush out from somewhere, drag him off the car, and beat him up.

So he decided to push the motorcycle out first, and soon he reached the village entrance.

"Brother Chuan, you really did sneak out! Come on, I'll take you there to meet up."

Qin Chuan was startled and turned his head to see a smiling young man leaning against a bright red Honda CG125 motorcycle, waving to him.

He looked somewhat familiar. Qin Chuan thought for a moment and tentatively asked, "Li Jianshe?"

"Okay, let's go, let's go race on Mount Akina!" Li Jianshe replied and prepared to start the motorcycle.

"Wait, I need to go to the factory to find my dad. Jianshe, I remember your dad is the director of our county's Public Security Bureau?"

"Yeah, Brother Chuan, why are you suddenly bringing him up? Don't scare me." Li Jianshe was a little flustered and looked around.

"I'm not trying to scare you, but it's extremely urgent! Come here, I have something to tell you... Do you understand? The construction is counting on you!"

"Okay, okay, Brother Chuan, I'll go tell my dad right away..."

Before Li Jianshe could even start his motorcycle, Qin Chuan had already sped off on his motorcycle.

Li Jianshe stared in the direction Qin Chuan had gone, scratched his head in confusion, and called out, "Then let's not make plans today, let's play together another day?"

Unfortunately, the taillights are no longer visible!

……

The tan seawater lapped against the beach of Dingzi Bay, and not far away were rolling hills. Provincial Highway 209 meandered through them, and a motorcycle sped along the coastal road.

Square headlights, an instrument panel with a speedometer display, a gray fuel tank and side cap, and two exhaust pipes at the front of the shiny engine cooling fins!

Motorcycle enthusiasts will recognize this motorcycle at a glance as a Honda CB125T!

This was one of the coolest motorcycles of the 1990s; riding it made you the most stylish guy on the street!

Qin Chuan lay on the car, tightening the accelerator all the way, heading towards the steel plant.

Beside National Highway 209, there is a row of factory buildings with chimneys standing tall. On the white wooden sign at the gate are several large black characters: Laiyang Steel Plant.

A group of people stood at the factory gate. There were workers wearing work clothes and yellow safety helmets, with protective sunglasses tucked into their pockets. There were also cadres wearing Zhongshan suits or collared men's jackets.

Their eyes were fixed on the road outside, filled with anticipation.

Laiyang Steel Plant was born in the era of the Great Leap Forward, but it was abandoned after only a few years: the iron ore mined nearby was of too low grade, and the temperature of the makeshift blast furnace could not meet the requirements, so what came out was often iron slag!

In the 1980s, all regions were trying to develop their economies. Seeing the emergence of many people with tens of thousands of yuan in income, Qin Jianguo, a veteran worker at the Capital Iron and Steel Company, couldn't sit still. In 1988, he returned to his hometown of Laiyang, contracted the steel plant there, and led his fellow villagers to get rich and achieve a moderately prosperous life.

Although we don't have qualified iron ore, we can use scrap iron to remelt it!

Laiyang Steel Plant took this route and developed rapidly, earning hundreds of thousands of yuan that year!

That was the golden age!

With the money he earned, Qin Jianguo bought several sets of obsolete steel rolling equipment from his old workplace, and started producing water pipes by expanding from steelmaking to steel rolling.

Purchasing agents from all over Laiyang, the entire Jiaodong Peninsula, and even the whole province came to buy steel pipes. The queue of old Jiefang trucks was three miles long!

But the good days passed quickly.

Since last year, no one has come to buy anything.

Li Runping, the head of the sales department, took the initiative to go to various construction sites to promote the products and gradually sold some.

But since the beginning of spring this year, not a single steel pipe has been sold!

The factory had invested all its funds and even borrowed money from the bank; it was on the verge of collapse!

Last week, Li Runping also went to the Capital Steel Sales Exhibition and, after much persuasion, managed to convince a foreigner.

The boss promised to take all the goods and told them to get ready and come at 8:00 AM sharp on April 1st!

Who would have thought that even with the sun high in the sky, there was still no sign of anyone?

"Sigh, there is an overcapacity of steel production capacity in China now. At least we can process steel pipes. I heard that some small factories that only smelt iron have already gone out of business."

Li Runping said, "We have finally achieved our goal of the Great Leap Forward in steel production, but we don't need that much steel anymore!"

As they were talking, a bright red Santana sedan appeared at the end of the road.

Everyone got excited.

I'm coming!

The car stopped at the entrance, and Qin Jianguo immediately and enthusiastically helped open the back door.

A person walked out from inside; he was not tall, his nose was not prominent, and his skin was neither dark nor fair.

Foreigners on TV don't usually look like this, do they?

A group of people enthusiastically gathered around.

Before he could speak, Pan Qingyu, the translator with yellow skin and black eyes, got out of the Santana sedan from the other side.

"Make way, make way, what are you all doing here? Don't startle our distinguished purchasing envoy, Mr. Chetley, from Kindle Company!"

Pan Qingyu said, "Alright, everyone disperse. Let Mr. Chetri take a look at your products first!"

After Pan Qingyu finished speaking arrogantly, he bowed and scraped to Chetri: "Mr. Chetri, there's nothing good in this small place. If you think it's suitable, take it. If not, we'll go to other steel mills. Shougang, Wuhan Iron and Steel, and the like will give you priority!"

Chetri nodded: "Okay, let's go in and take a look."

Upon entering, you can see bundles of six-meter-long, four-inch steel pipes, each weighing about sixty kilograms, tied into large hexagonal bundles.

Each bundle contains seven strands, weighing over 300 kilograms. Eight bundles are placed in a row, then another row of eight bundles is placed on top at a 90-degree angle, creating five layers in total, forming a stack that weighs over 12,000 kilograms!

There are over two hundred stacks of steel pipes in the entire factory!

The warehouse couldn't hold them all, so some had to be left out in the open, covered with a plastic film.

"We mainly produce four-inch tubes here."

Qin Jianguo introduced, "The quality is absolutely no problem! Many construction sites in the province are using it... Are you sure you can buy all of these as a package?"

“Of course, Chetri is from a big foreign company. Your little bit of goods is nothing to them.” Pan Qingyu rolled her eyes at Qin Jianguo before translating.

Then, there was another burst of gibberish.

“Mr. Chetri said the steel pipes are uneven in thickness and some are not straight, so the quality is very poor. But seeing that you have a hard time, I will give you three hundred dollars per ton,” Pan Qingyu said. “Ten percent down payment.”

Three hundred dollars?

The current exchange rate is 5.8, which means it costs a little over 1,700 yuan per ton.

Given the current market conditions, this is acceptable.

Qin Jianguo nodded: "Okay, we can accept that. When is the final payment due?"

"Once the goods arrive at the construction site, the final payment will be transferred to you. Are you worried that Mr. Chetri will owe you the final payment? He's a foreigner!"

Pan Qingyu said, "Mr. Chetri doesn't mind the poor quality of your steel pipes, so what are you afraid of? Sign the contract as soon as possible, we don't want to stay in this lousy place of yours for too long."

"Okay, okay." Qin Jianguo nodded repeatedly.

Just then, the roar of a motorcycle sounded outside.

Buzz, buzz!

The sound of a car came speeding by, and everyone's faces showed embarrassment. Qin Chuan, the idle son of Factory Director Qin, had returned!