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Chapter 44 Wang Ju: Uncle, kowtow to me once!

In a corner of the booth, Wang Ju answered a phone call, but before she could speak, her third uncle, Wang Wen, came through the line:

"Is anyone around you? Let's find a quiet spot. I have something I want to talk to you about."

A hint of doubt flashed in Wang Ju's eyes on the other end of the phone. She turned and picked up the phone, heading towards the employee entrance. Finding a quiet spot, she made sure no one was around before crouching down and speaking into the phone, "I'm very busy. Get to the point!"

Wang Wen, on the other end of the phone, didn't waste any words. He composed himself and directly stated his purpose for calling:

"Two things. First, half an hour ago, the person in charge of our No. 1 transshipment warehouse at the port called me and said that the parts for our Middle Eastern customers had arrived at the warehouse, but the transport vehicle was not ours, and the transport personnel provided your information. The person in charge called me and I need an explanation."

"The second thing is that the Guangzhou Security Bureau just called me and said that the company we helped register a couple of days ago was selling metallic hydrogen and a high-performance battery with particularly strong performance at the Guangzhou Military-Civilian Dual-Use Technology Exhibition. I want to know if this is true or not."

"And I want to know, is this why you came to Guangzhou?"

After figuring out what her third uncle wanted to say, Wang Ju sneered twice and then hung up the phone.

Then, before his third uncle could call back, he opened WeChat, found his third uncle's WeChat ID, and made a video call.

When Wang Ju saw her third uncle's face appear in the video, she smiled, but the smile was malicious:

"Third Uncle, kowtow to me!"

On the other end of the video, Wang Wen looked at his nephew on the screen, especially at that big nostril, and his face couldn't help but twitch.

He suppressed the urge to curse and continued to ask with a stern face:

"Once I kowtow, you'll tell me the truth, right?"

"right!"

"Then wait here!" Wang Wen placed the phone upright on the table, turned around and took out a pack of cigarettes from the drawer. He then moved the ashtray in front of the phone, lit three cigarettes, held them in his hands, bowed three times, and then evenly inserted the cigarettes into the ashtray.

He took two steps back, knelt down, and kowtowed three times.

Then she calmly stood up and grabbed her phone back: "Now you can tell me!"

In the video, Wang Ju was clearly startled by her third uncle's actions and couldn't help but gasp.

His eyes darted around before he finally spoke, explaining:

"It's true!"

"That powerful laser defense system, the high-performance battery, and the metallic hydrogen are all real."

"Also, I'll let you in on a secret for free: metallic hydrogen can become superconducting at room temperature."

"I asked him, and he said he was planning to be the one selling shovels at the gold mine."

After listening to Wang Ju's words, Wang Wen closed his eyes and began to take deep breaths.

Once, twice.

No matter how he tried to adjust his breathing, his heart kept racing, making it impossible for him to control it.

After a while, Wang Wencai managed to calm his racing heart and began to recall the details his nephew had told him a couple of days ago.

It can help you take yourself to the next level!

If his eldest nephew is right, this is not just a step forward, it's a step forward for the entire family.

Not only the entire family, but even several families that are on good terms can go further.

Once he understood this, he suddenly opened his eyes, staring intently at his nephew in the video:

"What I'm about to say has nothing to do with our personal grudges. You don't need to worry about those old folks at home, understand?"

"speak!"

"I want you to do whatever it takes to bind the holders of these things to us."

"I don't sell my ass!"

What are you thinking about?

"It's not that I'm thinking anything, but that you can't do what you're saying. The owner of these things is my college classmate, a top student from Wudaokou, and also a provincial-level selected graduate of Guangdong Province. He was handpicked by the Minister of the Provincial Organization Department to stay and work under him. If it weren't for the problems in his hometown village, he would probably still be studying at the Provincial Party School. It was only after he went home and discovered that huge mess that he started to show his talent. Do you think you can compete with him?"

"Damn it!" Wang Wen couldn't help but curse. If that were the case, not only him, but even if the entire city of Shanghai tried to snatch the person, they might not be able to win.

And even if he manages to snatch it, a higher-level leader might come over, pat him on the shoulder with a smile, and say to him with a gentle face: "Young man, I heard you've made a fortune!"

He started circling the desk.

If he doesn't know, he can pretend nothing happened and it has nothing to do with him; if he misses it, he misses it.

But now I know.

If he doesn't fight for it, he always feels like a cat is scratching at his heart, making him uncomfortable all over.

I feel terrible!

After circling around twice, he pointed the camera back at his large face: "So, tell me, what should we do?"

"Try to keep a calm mindset." Wang Ju's voice came through the receiver. Just as Wang Wenzheng was about to ask a question, his nephew added:

"He wants to earn money now to improve their village."

"And what he has can help the country promote the development of the new energy industry and expand overseas."

"What we need to do is not to rob or seize, but to take advantage of the opportunity, just like I told you earlier, he is preparing to be the shovel seller in that gold mine."

"There's more than just one shovel; besides shovels, there are also picks and explosives. So we could totally become a shovel manufacturer."

"Let others be the pickaxe manufacturers, the explosives manufacturers, and let everyone work together."

"Cooperation is the only way to the future."

"If you don't cooperate, you're just waiting for someone else to take you down. You'd better stay away from me then, or I'm afraid I'll get splattered with blood."

Wang Ju's words made Wang Wen increasingly silent. As the person in charge of the company, he knew more than Wang Ju.

At this juncture, cooperation is indeed the only way to achieve a win-win situation, but the problem is that people are greedy, and who would complain about eating a few more bites?

After scratching his head for a while, he suddenly asked the person on the other end of the video:

"Is your classmate married?"

The next second, Wang Ju retorted: "Save your breath. If we let those ugly kids out of the house go, they'll just be a menace, they'll just want to make everyone our enemies."

"I don't object to you making enemies, but I'll say it again: stay away from me and don't spill your blood on me."

"I still have work to do, I'll hang up now. Also, could you extend my leave for another week?"

After leaving some instructions, Wang Ju hung up the WeChat message, leaving Wang Wen standing in front of his desk, holding his phone and lost in thought.

Without realizing it, he thought of those few oddballs in his family, and then he shuddered.

If a marriage alliance is not feasible, then we must find other avenues to pursue.

Just as he was deep in thought, the phone on the table rang.

The number comes from Port No. 1 transshipment warehouse.