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

The moment Yang Xue saw the thin wire, her eyes lit up.

When she visited Laiyang Factory last time, she saw these fine filaments woven into steel wire ropes, which were very strong. However, judging from the thickness of these filaments, they might be another type of pen nib steel, which is quite hard!

The bayonet that Huang Mao had was just a standard military weapon, mass-produced on a large scale, so its quality couldn't be too high. It certainly couldn't cut through Qin Chuan's thin steel wire.

"That's all?" The blond-haired man sneered. "My knife can cut through even a No. 8 wire in one go. This thin wire of yours is a piece of cake. What if I cut it?"

"If you cut it, then this hundred yuan is yours."

After saying that, Qin Chuan took out a hundred-yuan bill and placed it on the table: "But if you don't cut it, don't cry later. You're still a child after all."

Li Jianshe also loosened his grip on the wine bottle, seemingly already anticipating the fate of the opponent's bayonet.

"Alright!" After saying that, Huang Mao pulled the knife off the table and then aimed it at the thin wire on the table, slashing down hard.

Boom!

A new knife mark appeared on the table, and a spark seemed to flash for a moment. The blond-haired man picked up the knife, a smile on his face: "See? Cutting this piece of junk is as easy as chopping vegetables..."

The conversation abruptly ended there, and the blond-haired man stared wide-eyed at the table.

How is it possible that the broken wire is completely intact?

Bang, bang, bang!

The blond-haired man slashed three more times!

The broken wire remained unchanged, and Huang Mao's expression suddenly changed. He quickly looked at his bayonet.

Four notches appeared on the smooth blade! If it were to be chopped a few more times, the knife might turn into a saw!

The blond-haired man's face flushed red and then turned pale. Suddenly, he glared fiercely at Qin Chuan and said, "You ruined my knife! I...I...I'll kill you!"

"The Type 87 bayonet, the first multi-functional military knife in China, can be used as a bayonet, a machete, a cleaver, and a saw. However, it's rare; the military has only issued a few hundred in total. The one you're holding, you must have stolen it from home, right? You've turned your bayonet into a saw blade; you're going to get a beating when you get back. You're in big trouble!"

The two were about the same age, but Qin Chuan spoke as if an adult were lecturing a child.

"You, you, you..." The blond-haired man said "you" three times, but didn't know what to say next.

"If you beg me, I can help you forge a sharper military knife, guaranteeing you a way to explain things to your family."

"Really?"

"You've tried it yourself, is your knife harder, or is my wire harder? What do you say if I make a knife out of this wire?"

Yellow Hair looked at the knife in his hand, then at the wire: "Fine, then make me one right now, or else..."

"Child, is this how you ask for help? You want to explain things to the family now, it's not like I did anything wrong. Have you ever asked someone for help before?"

"I, I..." The blond-haired man looked at the knife, then at the wire: "I beg you to make me a knife exactly like this, but harder!"

"Okay, one thousand yuan."

What?

The blond-haired man was startled: "You want money back?"

"What do you say?"

"No, no, a thousand dollars is too expensive!"

"Expensive? You ride a motorcycle, wear Hong Kong-style sunglasses, and the trendiest jeans. How could you not have money? You must be joking, Xiaoxue, what do you think?"

Yang Xue was taken aback. Xiao Xue? Didn't Engineer Qin always call her Translator Yang? He did it so formally. Why did he suddenly change his address this time?

After a moment's hesitation, Yang Xue nodded: "That's right. These days, if you can't even come up with a thousand yuan, how can you even show your face in public?"

The blond guy blushed immediately, realizing he was being looked down upon by a girl, one he had once pursued!

"It's just a thousand yuan, no big deal, of course I have it. But I just spent it all at the karaoke bar with my buddies. You wait, I'll go home and get it for you!" Huang Mao said through gritted teeth.

"Wait? You're not planning to sneak away, are you?"

"Of course not, I'll be back in half an hour at most!"

"Alright, I'll wait for you here. Leave the bayonet here, and I'll study it first. I'll definitely make an exact replica for you."

"Okay." Huang Mao glanced at the bayonet with several nicks. If he took it back and his family found out, he would definitely get a beating. It would be fine to leave it with him. Anyway, he knew Yang Xue, and they couldn't escape.

Huang Mao glanced at Yang Xue again and nodded: "You guys wait here, I'll go back and get the money right away!"

A group of delinquent youths left the convenience store, got on their motorcycles, and sped away.

“Let’s go, Translator Yang, let’s go too,” Qin Chuan said.

Yang Xue was speechless. Just now, when he needed me, he called me Xiao Xue, but now that he doesn't need me anymore, he calls me Translator Yang? Are all men like this?

Besides, we just promised these people that we would make them an even tougher one, and then we just ran away after they went back to collect their money. Isn't that just playing them for fools? They're definitely going to be furious!

Just imagining how these people would react after being tricked filled Yang Xue with anticipation.

"Engineer Qin, are we leaving now?"

"Of course."

"Aren't you going to give them the knife either?"

"Of course we'll give them to them, but we have to give them to their parents. They're still children and need their parents' guidance."

Li Jianshe's eyes lit up. Going to the parents to complain—how interesting!

"By the way, we'll drive to the door to pick you up at seven o'clock tomorrow morning."

"Qin Gong, don't worry about me. They are a group of troublemakers in the Gongzhufen Gray Building compound. They only have hostility towards the men around me, they wouldn't dare to do anything to me."

Princess Tomb, Gray Building? Qin Chuan certainly knew this place, and he even had dealings with the people inside!

"Who is his father?"

"Wang Zhenhua".

Wang Zhenhua? Qin Chuan immediately realized something: "Last time, Old Liu led a group of people to inspect our factory, and one of the middle-aged leaders was Wang Zhenhua! Since that's the case..."

Qin Chuan's eyebrows danced with excitement: "Let's go, Jianshe, let's visit their home tonight!"

"Alright, these brats are most afraid of meeting their parents. Let's go and complain to them!"

"No, no, this isn't about complaining. We're just going over to have a chat."

“Um… I can…” Yang Xue volunteered.

"No need, Translator Yang, it's getting late, you should go back and rest."

Watching Qin Chuan and Li Jianshe's departing figures, Yang Xue felt a pang of loneliness.

At this moment, a restaurant employee came over: "Xiaoxue, who are these two? They're incredibly brave. They subdued those thugs with just a wire. Amazing! I was just about to call for backup..."

“My boss,” Yang Xue began.