Back to the 90s: I Helped the Beautiful Factory Manager Become an Arms Tycoon

"Young master, that place is a godforsaken place, it's being relocated, there's no point in you going there."

"Grandpa is doing this for your own good, that's why he wants to send you abroad for further studies. What's the point of you holding a grudge?"

A custom-designed black armored car drives on a border highway.

The driver kept trying to persuade them while driving.

Lin Yunhai sat in the back seat of the car with his eyes closed, resting.

The old man carried a gun.

My father was a politician.

My mother is a businesswoman.

He's from another time...

In 2024, I was transported to a parallel world in China during the 1990s.

A top-tier ordnance engineer and a leading physicist at the Chinese Academy of Sciences has transformed into a legitimate third-generation member of this parallel world.

However, he had no intention of indulging in pleasure.

Unlike the original world, the 90s in this world was an era of extremely intense warfare and conflict.

The US interfered, instigating a war between the Goose Bear Nation and the Black Bird Nation, drawing the entire Gull Islands into the conflict, with half the world now at odds with the Goose Bear Nation.

On the oil islands side, the US was also behind it all, and the war between the US and China had spread to all the smaller countries in the oil islands.

The world is relatively calm only within the area centered on China, where undercurrents are surging, but the situation is still extremely critical.

However, in the 90s, China was constrained by the United States in terms of both technological and economic levels.

The development was fraught with difficulties and setbacks.

Should we send him abroad now?

Are you kidding me?

He wants to boost the economy of the entire Dragon Kingdom!

However, Longke University's 5S-level graduating class ranked first in the national scientific expedition.

With such extraordinary achievements, it is indeed somewhat strange and a waste of talent to send him to work as an engineer in a mechanical military factory in a remote desert town.

Lin Yunhai was simply trying to escape the control of his grandfather, father, and mother.

"Uncle Bo, I have my own arrangements, you don't need to worry about it," Lin Yunhai said calmly.

"You! You're just as stubborn as your father was when he was young!" Uncle Bo said angrily.

He was the old man's personal guard, having followed him since he was a teenager. Now, at fifty years old, with three stars on his shoulders, he's working as a driver.

Huangsha Town.

It's a small place with only one or two thousand scattered bungalows, just two streets, and a population of less than 50,000. It takes seven hours to drive to the nearest city.

The Huangsha military factory was nestled in this dilapidated town.

"We've arrived." Uncle Bo stopped the car and glanced at the factory gate, which was dilapidated and covered in rust, with a faded banner from ten years ago still pasted on it.

Labor is the most glorious thing.

"Young Master, are you sure you want to..." Uncle Bo didn't finish his sentence.

Lin Yunhai had already pushed open the iron gate and walked in. Dust billowed up, making him cough twice.

In the factory canteen.

Twelve tables were arranged in four rows, just like in a primary school classroom, and twenty-seven people sat there.

Deputy factory director Wang An, workshop director Huang Kui, and chief engineer Liu Qing sat at the main lecture table.

"The higher-ups have already issued a document: either disband the factory or hold on for another six months."

Let's discuss this together today.

"Those who are dissolved do not receive severance pay, but I can apply to the higher authorities to see if I can be assigned a job in the city."

"If we can only hold on for another six months, there will be no more salary after that. We need everyone to find a way to overcome this difficulty."

“After all…” Deputy Factory Director Wang An hadn’t finished speaking.

"What difficulties are there to overcome? Our factory's equipment is outdated and the technology is backward. It has long been obsolete."

“The leaders of the 8th and 9th Armies used to be familiar with our factory’s old director, and they would buy some guns to support us every year.”

"The military equipment we're producing now is not something any army would want, so continuing to do so is futile."

Lathe operator Lao Liang lowered his head, fiddling with the ears of wheat in his hands. He was extremely unwilling, but what he said was the absolute truth.

Almost everyone fell silent.

Deputy factory director Wang An also sighed.

Outdated technology and obsolete equipment are things that cannot be changed.

"Unless our factory can bring in a new talent who understands more advanced firearms and military manufacturing technology."

“Then there’s still hope for our factory!” a light voice rang out.

A smart, short-haired woman walked in through the door, wearing a khaki blazer and trousers that perfectly accentuated her figure.

At the age of twenty-seven or twenty-eight, she already possessed a mature charm, with delicate features and fair skin, making her a rare beauty.

It was Qiu Meizi, the new factory owner who had arrived a month ago.

The biological daughter of Qiu Tian, ​​the former factory director.

Before his death, the old factory director's greatest wish was for the livelihood of the old workers at the Huangsha Military Factory.

Qiu Meizi also carried her father's last wish. She graduated from Xi'an International Studies University with an S-level academic record and volunteered to come to this remote town.

But after becoming the factory manager, she realized that even a skilled cook can't cook without rice. She was only a foreign language major; she could handle some foreign trade business with the factory, but she knew absolutely nothing about manufacturing military products...

It's not that we can't find sales channels.

They simply can't manufacture the product...

"Easy for you to say. Any engineer with even a little skill would come to this lousy place."

"Engineer Liu also came more than 20 years ago. With the rapid development of technology now, he..."

Old Liang shook his head, his eyes showing almost no hope.

The factory workers were also dejected and not optimistic.

"I recently heard from the town leaders that a graduate engineer from Longke University has come here, and he..." Director Qiu was about to speak.

"Xiao Qiu, you don't need to fool us anymore."

"The factory has closed down, but we won't blame you. You've done your best."

"What engineers from Longke University? We're not stupid."

"Longke University is the most prestigious university in our country. Its graduates either go abroad for further studies, go to Longke Academy, or are directly hired by high-end companies."

“The monthly wages in our factory are less than what others earn in a day, so who would want to come here?”

Factory worker Lao Sun interrupted Qiu Meizi, but what he said was true.

Even Qiu Meizi herself didn't believe that Longke University would send any senior ordnance engineers.

Even if they really are from Longke University, they're probably at the bottom of the class, and I wonder what their purpose is in coming here.

"alright."

“Since everyone says so, I’ll see if we can disband the organization and apply for job assignments in good factories or companies for everyone.” Qiu Meizi gritted her teeth.

Although she had promised her father that she would not let the factory close down, she could not influence the tide of the times.

"Xiao Qiu, don't put too much pressure on yourself. No one will blame you for this." The deputy factory director patted Qiu Meizi's shoulder reassuringly, then stood up and announced, "You should all go home a little later tonight."

"I'll pay. Let's have a farewell party, buy some melon seeds, drink some wine, and then..."

"Who said the factory is going to close down?" a calm voice rang out.

A young man dressed in a suit, tie, and mink coat pushed open the wooden door of the cafeteria and took off his leather gloves, placing them on the table.

behind him.

A man in military uniform stood there, with three stars on his shoulders!

The people in the small town's run-down factory had never seen anything like it before, and they were all dumbfounded...