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  Liu Xianghai is leaving. This chapter was

  Zhang Zhifang left Hanhua factory after only a few hours and was picked up by a jeep sent by the naval unit stationed in Jiangsu Province. Chang Qingbo and Yu Wen Zheng stayed at Hanhua Factory to help Liu Xianghai deal with some related matters. They also meant to support Liu Xianghai, if any leader of Hanhua Factory dared to make things difficult for him, the military would step in to settle it.

  However, this worry proved to be completely unnecessary. After learning about Liu Xianghai's true identity, the factory director and secretary rushed to visit him, asking about his well-being. Chang Qingbo had already given Factory Director Chen Weiguo a heads up, and after Liu Xianghai returned, he would at least resume his original position, with an administrative rank of deputy chief, equivalent to a deputy department head locally, half a level higher than Chen Weiguo's rank. Fortunately, in the past decade or so, Hanhua Factory had not done anything to offend Liu Xianghai, so everyone saved face nicely.

  Tai Mo was busy packing up the things at home and preparing to move back to the military industrial base in the suburbs of Shanghai. After spending so many years in Jiangnan Province, which was relatively backward economically and culturally, Tai Mo had indeed begun to miss the prosperous life of big Shanghai.

  The military industrial base used to be a place of sorrow for her, where her father was beaten to death by the rebels. But time has passed for so long, and even the most painful experiences have faded away, she really misses home now. She lost her mother at an early age and had no other siblings, after her father's wrongful death, she had no immediate family members left in Shanghai. However, old friends, classmates, colleagues, neighbors and others were still there, Shanghai was still her home.

  Tai Bo and his sister were even more excited, their parents had never told them about the past, they always thought their father was just a woodworker, now suddenly heard that their father was actually the chief engineer of a naval research institute, and their mother was also from a famous family, their grandfather whom they had never met was once a top expert, the siblings only felt like they were dreaming.

  They grew up thinking that if they could live in a big city like Nandu, it would be a wonderful thing. Who knew, now their parents' identities have been exposed and they are about to move to Shanghai, a megacity 10 times bigger than Nandu! Did you hear that clearly? Not Nandu, but Shanghai!

  The Ship Research Institute specially sent a large truck with a load of eight tons from Shanghai to help Liu Xianghai move his house, which was also the usual practice at that time. After the truck arrived, dozens of workers from the Hanhua factory came and helped Liu Xianghai's family load furniture and luggage onto the carriage in a lively atmosphere, leaving no chance for Liu Xianghai and Tai Ying to lend a hand.

  People back then didn't have much family property, but as the saying goes, "a broken family is worth ten thousand taels of silver." Just casually gathering things up would yield a whole cartload.

  The people who came to help with the move were doing their work while speaking words of blessing to Liu Xianghai and his wife. Old worker Zhong Rulin held Liu Xianghai's hand and said, "Old Hu, no, I mean, Director Liu, I just heard that you and Master Tai are both national talents! Alas, it's a pity that you've been in our small factory for so many years. In the past, I didn't know your identities either, nor did I help you with anything. Now that you're leaving, let us lend a hand with this move."

  Liu Xianghai said emotionally: "Master Zhong, all these years, I and Tai Hong have also been taken care of by all the masters in the factory. I'm ashamed, I haven't made any contributions to the factory..." Now it's time to leave...

  "How can there be no contribution?" Zhong Rulin said, "Xiao Lin has already told me that the last 210,000 yuan ice machine was your credit. Now our factory has received a 3 million yuan order, and every month the workers can receive bonuses, all thanks to you..."

  Liu Xianghai waved his hand repeatedly: "Don't mention it, don't mention it, this is the result of everyone's joint efforts."

  Taiyan was busy going back and forth in the crowd, handing out cigarettes and candy, with a joyful smile on her face. For each person who came to congratulate her, she sincerely invited everyone that if they had the chance to go to Shanghai, they must come to her home for a visit and have a meal together.

  Tai Bo and Qin Tao were surrounded by a group of little friends, leaving each other's contact information and promising to write letters to each other. The siblings also made countless promises, saying that once they arrived in Shanghai, they would send chocolates and all sorts of new and interesting things to everyone.

  The truck carrying the Liu family's belongings left, rushing back to Shanghai from afar. In fact, this load of broken pots and pans would not be worth the cost of gas for the round trip even if they were all sold. But everyone did it this way; the gas money could be reimbursed by the company, while the broken pots and pans were personal expenses. The system at that time was like this: a unit could spend hundreds of yuan to send a car for an employee, but couldn't give him tens of yuan in relocation fees.

  The onlookers and helpers all dispersed one after another, Qin Mo and the young couple were also invited by their colleagues to have dinner at home, this was not a banquet, but because their pots and pans had been taken away, they couldn't cook.

  Liu Xianghai did not leave, he and Lin Zhenhua stood in front of the empty room, silent for a long time. With their parting imminent, neither of them knew what to say.

  "Kobayashi, why aren't you saying anything?" Liu Xianghai finally couldn't hold it in and broke the silence.

  Lin Zhenhua sighed and said, "Director Liu, what can I say? The past two days have been too dramatic. I knew you weren't an ordinary person, but I never thought you'd be such a great god..."

  Liu Xiangdao: "Kobayashi, if you still consider me a friend, then just call me like before, just call me Old Liu..."

  Lin Zhenhua said: "How dare I? Calling you Old Hu for two years is already too presumptuous. After all, you are a senior."

  Liu Xianghai patted Berlin Zhenhua's shoulder and said, "Little Lin, if you don't mind, I still consider you as my friend. To be honest, if it were a few years ago, I might not have taken someone like you seriously. But after going through the ups and downs of these past decades, I've come to understand that fame and status are nothing compared to a friend who's been through thick and thin with you. Although we've only known each other for two years, I consider you one of my closest friends. What do you think?"

  "I'm the same," said Lin Zhenhua.

  "That's it, since you consider me a friend, just call me Old Liu from now on..."

  "Well, I'll be bold and call you Old Liu... " Lin Zhenhua said with a smile, "Alas, I don't know if calling you that will shorten my lifespan."

  Liu Xianghai scolded with a smile: "You little Lin! Always so slick and cunning!"

  "It's no use" is a personality trait that has been formed and can't be changed.

  Liu Xianghai said, "By the way, Xiao Lin, I've been busy with transfer matters these two days and didn't have time to talk to you properly. Now that I'm about to leave, I want to ask: how's your company doing now?"

  Lin Zhenhua said: "The business situation is very encouraging, I won't hide it from you, next year our profit for the whole year is expected to exceed 8 million."

  "Is it really that much?" Liu Xianghai asked in surprise. "Xiaolin, I didn't expect you to have such business acumen."

  "But this is just a rough estimate. We are now taking the lead in the market, our product design concept is relatively new and meets the needs of ordinary people, so sales are very good. Based on my understanding of the domestic market, by next summer, there will be at least ten counterfeit products that imitate our appearance on the market, and we still have a fierce battle to fight."

  "How are you going to deal with it?" Liu Xianghai asked with interest.

  "My approach is to keep launching new products, always staying one step ahead of others. Our next product will be a mini electric fan suitable for children and a natural wind fan that can change speed continuously. However, there's not much room for innovation in electric fans, so I plan to make a fortune next year and then consider switching to other products."

  Liu Xianghai took out a stack of papers from his handbag and handed it to Lin Zhenhua, saying: "Little Lin, you've helped me a lot in the past two years. I didn't know how to thank you. These past two days, during my free time, I drew a diagram. Take a look at it, maybe it'll be of some help to you."

  Lin Zhenhua took the stack of paper and unfolded it to take a look. On it was drawn a fan blade of an electric fan. Unlike common electric fans on the market, this one had five blades and its shape was slightly different. Next to the blade were written relevant shape parameters. With Lin Zhenhua's level of expertise, he could easily make a mold and manufacture it.

  "Lao Liu, what does this mean?" Lin Zhenhua was somewhat puzzled.

  "This is a design for an electric fan that I've been thinking about. Traditional three-blade fans blow out relatively hard air, and after blowing for a while, people will feel uncomfortable. The five-blade fan I designed blows out much softer air, with a natural cooling effect."

  Lin Zhenhua exclaimed in surprise: "No way, Old Liu, you even understand this? How did you know that the wind blown by this five-blade electric fan would be softer?"

  Liu Xianghai smiled slightly: "Little Lin, don't forget that I'm an expert in propellers. To boast a bit, for the kind of electric fans you're working on, I can tell at a glance the wind direction and speed. The curve of the blades I designed has been calculated with precision. Although I haven't personally conducted any side tests, I can guarantee that this fan will definitely meet the requirements of being gentle, quiet, and energy-efficient."

  Lin Zhenhua burst out laughing: "Old Liu, you say that as a person who designs nuclear submarine propellers, you've changed careers to design electric fan blades. Isn't this a case of great talent being wasted on trivial things?"

  It's true, the requirements for submarine propellers and fan blades are not much different, all silent, stepless variable speed, low power consumption... But which fan factory can afford to hire a designer of this level?

  "Lao Liu, you gave me this design, isn't that a leak?"

  "This is nonsense, what secret can be revealed? The difference between this and a thruster is huge."

  "Then I used it with a clear conscience," said Lin Zhenhua.

  "Alas, a scholar is useless in a hundred ways. I couldn't think of anything to give you either. But since you're working on fans and my expertise happens to be somewhat related, this design might come in handy for you. Take it if you find it useful; otherwise, just forget about it."

  Lin Zhenhua stuffed the drawings into his personal chair bag like a treasure, and then said: "How can it be useless? This is cutting-edge technology converted from military to civilian use. I'll make a fortune with this for the rest of my life."

  Liu Xianghai looked at Lin Zhenhua's exaggerated expression, shook his head and said: "Little Lin, there is another thing I want to talk to you about. You are a very smart person with a strong sense of justice, but there is one shortcoming... in the economic aspect... it's just that you're a bit too... biased." The last word was clearly chosen carefully, for fear that Lin Zhenhua would feel uncomfortable.

  Lin Zhenhua didn't have any reservations and replied: "Old Liu, actually you can just say it directly, are you saying that I'm too greedy for money?"

  Liu Xianghai thought for a moment and said, "Saying you're greedy for wealth" doesn't seem right either. You are very generous to your friends, and in terms of your own life, it's not luxurious at all. It can be said that you have earned a lot of money, but you don't spend much on yourself. Instead, when someone is having a hard time, you often generously lend a helping hand, and spending a thousand dollars doesn't hurt you either. From this point of view, it can indeed be said that you are not a greedy person.

  "Thank you for the compliment, Director Liu," Lin Zhenhua said with a smile.

  Liu Xianghai also smiled slightly and continued: "But you're running the Hanhua Industrial Company, insisting on owning shares yourself. Now that the market has grown so big, you still want to continue expanding, which I don't understand. What's your ultimate goal by doing this? I think that once you've earned enough money, it's sufficient. You're still young, and if you could devote more of your energy to scientific research, it would be beneficial for the country and the nation."

  Lin Zhenhua shook his head: "Old Liu, do you think I've earned enough money?"

  "How's that, not enough?" Liu Xianghai asked, "If it goes as you say, next year Hanhua Industrial's profit will reach 8 million, and your personal account will have 2.4 million, you'll be a big capitalist. Do you still want to make 24 million?"

  "My ideal is not just 240 million, but 200 million or even 2 billion."

  Liu Xianghai said: "Are you crazy? What are you going to do with so much money?"

  Lin Zhenhua replied seriously: "Old Liu, I'm not crazy. You were right about one thing earlier - 2.4 million is indeed enough for me personally. To be honest, I don't have high demands on living quality, my only pursuit in life is to eat a little better. Actually, you can also see that the purpose of my making money is not for personal consumption, but to do something."

  "What are you doing?" Liu Xianghai asked.

  Lin Zhenhua shook his head: "I can't make it clear what I want to do now, but Lao Liu, you believe that every Chinese has a strong country dream in their heart."

  "Strong Country Dream!" Liu Xianghai muttered to himself, nodding his head and saying, "Xiao Lin, I think I understand what you want to do now. I'm leaving soon, and I hope you can hold on to your Strong Country Dream and not be swayed by worldly things. There's something I'll only tell you, when I get back this time, the Research Institute has given me the position of Director and Chief Engineer of the Propulsion System Engineering Department, so I should have some real power. If you run into any trouble, you can ask someone to send a message to me and I'll do my best to help you out. Of course, let's get the ugly words out of the way first - if it's something illegal or against the rules, then I won't be able to help."

  Lin Zhenhua smiled and said: "Old Liu, do I look like someone who breaks the law?"

  Liu Xianghai also burst out laughing: "I'm just giving you a preventive shot in advance."

  Lin Zhenhua said, "Old Liu, let's go inside, I have a private word to say to you."

  Liu Xianghai was inexplicably led by Lin Zhenhua into the already evacuated house. As soon as they entered, Lin Zhenhua took out a large square paper package from his bag and handed it to Liu Xianghai, saying: "Old Liu, you're leaving immediately, this is my little token of appreciation, please accept it."

  Liu Xianghai took over the package and asked in his mouth: "What's this thing, looks like a few bars of soap?"

  Lin Zhenhua smiled and said: "That's right, it's soap."

  Liu Xianghai weighed the package and felt it didn't feel like soap. He opened the package and was shocked to find ten stacks of 100-yuan bills, a total of 10,000 yuan.

  "Kobayashi, what are you up to?" Liu Xianghai rebuked in a low voice, holding such a large sum of money, even someone as capable as him would feel nervous and frightened.

  Lin Zhenhua said, "Old Liu, you have the skills. The ninth fastest update can help me design such a good five-leaf fan. My skills are not as good as yours, now I'm so poor that I only have money left, so I can only give you some money as a gift. Don't despise it."

  "No way, no way," said Liu Xianghai. "Xiaolin, what kind of joke is this? This is a gift worth 10,000 yuan, how can I accept something so expensive?"

  He said as he rewrapped the money and insisted on returning it to Lin Zhenhua.

  Lin Zhenhua held his hand and said, "Old Liu, you are clear about my financial situation. This 10,000 yuan is not a big deal for me, but it can be of great use to you."

  "I and Qin Ying both have salaries, what do I need so much money for?" Liu Xianghai was really getting anxious, who would give someone one hundred thousand yuan for no reason, that's enough to scare someone.

  Let's calculate it. At that time, the average salary of ordinary workers was about 50 yuan, and 10,000 yuan was equivalent to 200 months' salary. Converted to today, the average salary of ordinary workers is calculated at 2,000 yuan, and 200 months would be 400,000 yuan. Even for a good friend, who dares to accept 400,000 yuan out of thin air?

  Lin Zhenhua, however, was determined to let Liu Xianghai take it. He said firmly, "Old Liu, do you think I'm a bootlicker? I gave you the money because I valued your identity?"

  "Of course not!" Liu Xianghai replied categorically, "Xiaolin, I know your character. When I was still a woodworker, you gave me a computer that was worth several thousand dollars."

  "That's it, since you were able to accept the computer I gave you back then, why can't you accept this money now?"

  "It's not the same," said Liu Xiangdao, "Computers are after all for research purposes, it really helps me a lot. And the books you helped me buy, they were all paid in US dollars, which is very expensive too. I've accepted these things. But this money, I don't need it."

  Lin Zhenhua said: "Old Liu" you must take this money. This time you go back to Shanghai, it's equivalent to rebuilding a home, many places need to spend money. You and Tai sister don't have any savings, I know that. The salary level of the research department, forgive me for speaking straight, is not as good as our Hanhua Mechanical Factory. Now the situation is "those who make guided missiles are not as good as those who sell tea eggs, how much can you earn?"

  "It doesn't matter how much or little you earn, as long as it's enough to spend," said Liu Xianghai. "My wife Qin Mo and I are not people who pursue a luxurious life, we rely on our own salaries, which can fully support our living."

  Lin Zhenhua firmly stuffed the money into Liu Xianghai's hand and said, "Old Liu, using your words just now, if you consider me, Little Lin, as a friend, then take this money. I guarantee that this sum of money will play a bigger role in your hands than it would in mine."

  Two people pushed for half a day, and finally, Lin Zhenhua said: "Old Liu, let's compromise. This money is considered as my loan to you. You go back this time, the situation over there is unclear, you don't know anything, having some money in hand can help in critical moments. As for when to return it, don't worry about it for now. Since you designed the fan for me, if this five-blade fan sells well, I'll pay you a technical consulting fee and deduct it from this 10,000 yuan. What do you think?"

  Liu Xianghai looked into Lin Zhenhua's eyes, sighed after a long while and said: "Alright, I'll take it first. Maybe at the critical moment, it can really help in an emergency. However, Little Lin, remember that I won't betray any principles because of this. If... Ah, forget it, I know you're not that kind of person."

  Liu Xianghai originally wanted to say that if Lin Zhenhua asked him to open the back door or do other things because he sent money, he would never agree. But thinking of his friendship with Lin Zhenhua over the past two years, he knew that Lin Zhenhua's intention in sending the money was genuinely selfless. If he spoke too sternly or refused to accept the money, it might hurt Lin Zhenhua's feelings. Lin Zhenhua was right; this 10,000 yuan was a huge sum for Liu Xianghai, but for Lin Zhenhua, it was just a small matter.

  Liu Xianghai finally left, the factory sent a jeep to take him and his family, along with Chang Qingbo and Yu Wen Zheng who stayed behind to accompany him, to the train station. They boarded the train there and returned to Shanghai.

  Lin Zhenhua did not go to the station to see him off. He knew that his friendship with Liu Xianghai didn't need such a gesture.

  At this time, Lin Zhenhua was driving a Liberation-brand large truck from the factory with Zhu Hongyang, Peng Shaozhe and several other workers, heading in the direction of Xunyang.

  The Light Industry Bureau has given him a clear reply, agreeing to Hanhua Industrial Company's rental of Taoyang Bicycle Factory's plant and equipment, and hiring Taoyang Bicycle Factory workers in the name of outsourcing services. The specific conditions require Lin Zhenhua to meet with Taoyang Bicycle Factory for further discussion.

  (Thanks to book friend Yixian for providing the idea of "Five-leaf Fan")