When you are rich, there is Rheinmetall; when you are poor, there is Rheinsteel!

This problem may be said to be simple, but it may also be troublesome, because once it is put into practice, it will cause a lot of unnecessary trouble.

And he is the person who hates trouble the most.

Training, volunteering, avoiding trouble...

As he muttered these words, an idea suddenly appeared in his mind, and an interesting idea slowly emerged.

He simply gathered his thoughts and then spoke softly:

"After our construction team enters, we will post an announcement. In order to ensure everyone's safety and avoid unnecessary trouble, semi-military management will be carried out."

"At the same time, we will also recruit some local workers, and the next step will be a matter of course."

Listening to Lin Yu's whimsical thoughts, Ross couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

What's wrong with bringing advanced construction technology and letting local workers learn a little bit from it?

Is there a problem?

This must be no problem!

If there is a problem, the locals can use the banner to go to the authorities to cause trouble.

After sorting out the causes and consequences, a faint smile appeared on his face.

However, Lin Yu did not laugh with him, but frowned and said softly:

"But there is a problem, and that is how to bring construction projects close to the people you need to train, and then let these projects fall into our own hands!"

"After all, it is impossible for the government to build in an unstable area. It will be built today and demolished tomorrow. It is a waste of time and money."

Speaking of this issue, Rhodes also fell into deep thought. The demands of the resistance forces were different, and the methods and intensity of resistance were also different.

Some people only take action against Americans, while others will take action against anyone.

This is indeed a troublesome issue.

After pondering for a long time, Ross could not think of a good solution. As a last resort, he could only put this problem aside:

"I'll contact my father about this problem and see if they have any good ideas."

"Also, this time, help me prepare 5 million US dollars in equipment. The 120mm caliber mortar is too big. An 80mm one will do. This is the list."

After taking a look at the list, Lin Yu put it away casually: "Is the delivery still at the same place?"

"Old place!" Ross responded affirmatively, stood up, and suddenly roared: "Mr. Lin Yu, I hope you understand one thing, we are buyers."

"If you don't sell it, others will!"

The sound was so loud that it penetrated the thick wooden door of the conference room and spread to the corridor outside. People in the corridor heard the sound and subconsciously wanted to knock on the door.

However, two burly men from Rheinsteel took a step forward and blocked the corridor.

Just when the stalemate was reaching a stalemate, Ross walked out with a dark face, as if he would not let strangers approach him.

Lin Yu was behind him. When he saw the person walking in front of him, he opened his mouth, stopped talking, closed his mouth, walked quickly to Ross, bent down, and begged in a low voice:

"Mr. Rhodes, please give us a chance to cooperate. You can rest assured that our construction team and our materials will definitely satisfy you."

Seeing the two people from the security department standing in the corridor, Lin Yu winked quickly. The two people from the security department received the signal and stepped forward with cold expressions to stop them.

Lin Yu waved it open again: "Don't block the way, blocking our distinguished Mr. Rhodes."

In his self-directed and self-acted performance, Rhodes walked forward with a cold face. When he reached the stairs, he stopped, raised his old face, looked at Lin Yu with his nostrils and said: "I'll give you a Opportunity to coorparate."

"Diba, give him a copy of our project plan."

When Balandi next to him handed the project plan to Lin Yu, Ross snorted coldly and said, "Give me your quotation before the morning of the day after tomorrow."

"I hope you satisfy me."

After leaving a word, Ross turned around gracefully and disappeared on the stairs under the astonished gazes of several subordinates.

Several people looked at each other, and finally at Lin Yu, and quickly followed.

After these people disappeared, Lin Yu straightened up and opened the project plan in his hand.

The first page is a map. There are two lines on the map, one red and one blue. The red line is the railway line and the blue line is the high-speed line.

It stretches from Dehuk in the north to the port of Basra.

After taking a glance, Lin Yu turned to the second page and looked at other items.

Soon, he found some good projects, including the Basra port expansion project and several dual-purpose power station projects for power generation and drinking water in the northern region.

After closing the plan book, he decided to go back and find someone to do the calculations, and then get some flathead workers.

As soon as he returned to Rheinsteel, Li Ping came over with a livid face and stood there without saying a word, as if he had eaten a fly.

Seeing his appearance, Lin Yu didn't ask any questions, just stared at him with wide eyes, "If you don't say anything, I won't ask, we'll just spend our time here."

After a while, Li Ping said: "Just now, the Agricultural Bank of China received news that a strange American company made a payment to us, and the amount was only US$1 million."

"I just checked. This account belongs to Avenal Chemical Machinery Manufacturing Co., Ltd., which is the company where we signed the contract with the American in Xiangjiang."

Lin Yu was happy when he heard that the offer was only 1 million US dollars. He never expected that these Americans would be so careful and still testing at this juncture.

He laughed contemptuously, took out his phone and searched in the phone book for a while, and finally found a number, which was Nicholas's number.

He pressed the dial button, and the call was hung up for the first time.

The second time, the call was still hung up.

The third time he dialed the number, the call was finally connected, and a confused voice came from the other end. Before he could speak, Lin Yu's cold voice came first.

"Dear Mr. Nicholas, as the white glove in the middle, I remember when we signed the contract, it was said to be a one-time payment. Why is it only 1 million US dollars?"

The cold words made Nicholas on the other end of the phone sober up quickly. He held the phone and said hesitantly: "Mr. Lin, calm down first, I will call Mr. Dena now to ask."

After the voice fell, the dialing sound came from the other end of the phone. After a while of unclear voices, Nicholas' voice sounded again: "Mr. Lin, I will send you an account here, and then you will transfer 500,000 US dollars into it according to the contract."

After the voice fell, the phone was hung up.

After playing with the phone for more than ten minutes, the late text message popped up on Lin Yu's phone. Looking at the string of numbers in it, he sighed and could only take the phone and set off again.

An hour later, he finally got off work and stopped Guan Yunqing at the Agricultural Bank.

"Uncle Guan, help me."

Listening to Lin Yu's polite words, Guan Yunchang patted his chest and said with a big promise:

"What help? Do we need to ask for help between the two of us? Just say it, and I will go through mountains of swords and seas of fire for you."

Seeing him like this, Lin Yu nodded with satisfaction, handed over the phone, pointed to the number on the phone and said: "Transfer money to this account, 500,000 US dollars."

As soon as these words came out, Guan Yunqing's excited face froze immediately, and then turned into a dead face. He quickly glanced around and looked up at the camera again. , then took Lin Yu to the outside of the bank branch, found a corner that the camera could not see, and whispered: "What's the situation?"

"There is a small project, and the purchase rebate requirement on the client side is relatively high, 50%."

"Are you still making money?"

"Some are, and it's not small."

Hearing Lin Yu say that there is some profit, Guan Yunqing did not say more, and said directly:

"Okay, as long as there is some profit, I will handle it for you."

He turned and walked into the bank, Lin Yu followed closely, and called Li Ping, checked the account, confirmed that the relevant information was correct, and Li Ping initiated the transfer.

Seeing the corresponding transfer prompt appear in the system, Guan Yunqing took out his mobile phone and called the person in the audit department. After hanging up the phone, a new prompt popped up on the computer desktop again.

[Transfer successful! 】

Seeing these words, Guan Yunqing turned around and smiled at Lin Yu, then whispered: "In the future, for this kind of thing, you initiate the transfer, then you call me to confirm the account, and we will let the review help you pass it directly."

"This is very efficient, no need to wait."

"Although I don't know what you do, I know that if the transfer is very fast, it should be a plus for you."

Listening to Guan Yunqing's words, Lin Yu did not refute, but nodded slightly, and said with a smile:

"Thank you, Uncle Guan, for your trouble these days, because there are several large transfers later, and I will trouble you again when the time comes."

The polite words here made Guan Yunqing Qing waved his hands repeatedly, and he said repeatedly:

"It's not a problem, it's just what we can do. What's more, your company's money is in our bank, which will help us more."

"It's better to arrive early than late. Let's have a meal together. You helped me so much. I'll treat you to this meal."

Looking at the night outside the window, Lin Yu stretched out his hand to rub his hair and responded with a smile: "Then I'd rather obey than be respectful. I want to eat scallion-fried sea cucumber."

Lin Yu's request made Guan Yunqing laugh. He raised his hand and pointed outside the door: "Okay, scallion-fried sea cucumber, right? I happen to know one."

People here are thinking about having dinner, while on the other side, Greb is sitting in front of the computer, looking at the computer with a nervous face.

After signing the contract in Hong Kong, he rushed back to America without stopping, and then established the so-called Avenal Chemical Machinery Manufacturing Co., Ltd., and his old father, Dena Roosevelt.

Also busy with the arrangement, after a period of busyness, 70 million purchase funds were transferred from the relevant account of the Ministry of Defense to Avenal.

The purchase time is one month, and after one month, Avenal needs to hand over the first batch of goods.

He wants to transfer all the money at once.

However, out of caution, Dena only lets him transfer 1 million each time, and after receiving the money returned by the other party, he can transfer again.

In this way, even if the other party wants to cheat money, the gap of 1 million can be filled with any excuse.

Pick up the coffee on the table casually, it is coffee from South America, very bitter, without sugar, but unusually refreshing.

After pouring the bitter coffee into his mouth, Greb touched the keyboard with his fingers and refreshed the interface. After waiting for 6 minutes, the page was refreshed, and the offshore company account used for transfers was still empty.

No money.

At this moment, he was a little panicked.

He was thinking about what method could be used to get 1 million US dollars as quickly as possible, or what reason should be used to fill the 1 million.

After thinking for a while, he suddenly remembered that bank transfers take time, especially for cross-border and inter-bank transfers, which takes longer.

Thinking of this, the general's son couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

That's enough, Greb, Greb, those who achieve great things don't care about trivial matters. You have to keep calm. Only by keeping calm can you make more money.

You must understand this.

Comforting words kept popping up in his mind. He repeated these comforting words many times, and he breathed a sigh of relief. His whole body relaxed. He stretched and leaned on the chair, closed his eyes, and slowly fell asleep.

Two seconds later, his eyes suddenly opened, and his whole body bounced up like a fish on the shore, with a pair of bloodshot eyes staring at the computer desktop.

The account was still empty.

"Fuck!"

He cursed, stood up, and paced around the room, holding his chin with his right hand, and muttered these unclear words in his mouth.

After another 5 minutes of spinning, he sat down in front of the computer again, pressed F5 on the keyboard, took a deep breath, and pressed the refresh button.

[Your login status has timed out, please log in again! ]

"Fuck!"

"Fuck!"

At this moment, Greb was no longer calm. He kept knocking on the table with both hands, and even wanted to punch the computer over, but when his fist reached the monitor glass, he forced his hands to stop.

He couldn't smash it. If he did, he would have to go to the bank to handle business, and if he did, he would have to show up, and showing up might leave clues.

For his father to get the highest military rank, he must not do this, wait!

Forcing himself to calm down, Greb took out the notebook with the account and password, carefully entered the account on the computer, and logged in.

Banks all over the world have a common problem, that is, the webpage is very garbage.

Very stuck!

The circle showing refresh kept spinning, and when Greb wanted to punch it again, the circle finally stopped, and then the page refreshed.

The column showing the bank balance showed numbers.

The first number is 5, followed by 5 zeros!

500,000 US dollars!

Seeing this string of numbers, Greb subconsciously looked down at the paper next to the keyboard, which was the time when he transferred the money.

Then, he found the time when the account received the money, and the difference between the two times was less than 6 hours.

In other words, he transferred the money from the bank in America, passed through the international settlement system, and then entered the official foreign exchange receiving office in China, and then transferred it to the corresponding bank. The other party received the information, and then transferred the money from the bank, and then received it on his side.

The whole process took less than 6 hours.

Deducting the time required for the bank turnover in America, the money lay in China for no more than three hours!

After sorting out this number, Greb let out a long breath. The energy that the young man could mobilize was greater than he imagined.

Of course, cooperating with him seemed more profitable.

Refreshed the page again, and this time waited for 10 minutes.

Account balance: 500,000 US dollars.

After confirming once again, he picked up the phone and called his old father: "Dad, the other party acted very quickly. It took less than 6 hours from the time I transferred the money to the time I received it back."