Chapter 1573 Rent a factory

"Oh... it hurts... Wang Hui, be gentler, I feel pain!"

"Sister Dan, can you stop shouting? There are people outside."

"Then you should be gentle. They are girls, don't you know how to be polite?"

“How can you feel good without force?

I tried hard…well…”

"Ah! Wang Hui, you don't care about my feelings at all! No... don't do it anymore."

"You asked me to do this, and now you said you don't want it. What are you going to do?"

At the door, Li Hao, Ye Lei and Ding Yi and the other two were listening to the shouts inside, with black lines on their heads, looking at each other speechlessly.

...

Liu Dan sat on the sofa, spreading her white calves in front of Wang Hui.

Her skin is fair and seems to be glowing under the light.

The lines of the calf are soft and smooth, and all the way down, it is her white feet.

The skin is as thin as a layer of paper.

The blood vessels under the skin are clearly visible.

Maybe it's well maintained on weekdays, or it's born like this, and the heels are just a little darker, but not a little dead skin.

Wang Hui was scraping the injured leg with one hand and lubricating oil with the other hand. He was scraping Liu Dan's injured leg with one hand. Fine beads of sweat had already oozed out of his forehead, which shows how hard he worked.

Liu Dan bit her lips, her expression was sour and refreshed, and she made panic-sounding sounds from time to time.

"Well..." Liu Dan groaned, as if Wang Hui had scratched the sore place again, and his delicate toes suddenly hooked and then stretched in reverse.

The scraping board moves from under the knees to the ankles, covering the injured limbs without missing any misses.

This is what Liu Dan has to do every day.

in the country, there are special female physiotherapists to help.

When Liu Dan came to Afghanistan, he didn't bring a physical therapist with him, so he couldn't let Ye Leiding help.

I was busy a few days ago and I was negligent.

Today, he finally handed over the box and felt relieved. Liu Dan had a sudden idea and asked Wang Hui to do it for him.

The two of them did not have direct contact, so this is not ambiguous.

Liu Dan thought so.

As he shaved, Wang Hui stopped.

His eyes fell on the wound of the broken leg.

It was smashed down by the broken wall at that time. Even after healing, many skin repairs were performed, but still left conspicuous scars today.

The red new meat reminded Liu Dan how much harm she had suffered.

"Does it still hurt?"

Wang Hui asked softly.

"It hurts when it rains and cloudy, but it's okay for sunny days.

It hurts in winter too.”

Liu Dan replied.

"Is it really impossible to recover?"

Liu Dan smiled casually: "The ligaments can be restored, the muscles can be reconnected, but the nerve damage cannot be completely restored.

The doctor said that the best situation is that the lameness is not so obvious...it doesn't matter, I'm used to it."

Wang Hui's heart stuttered: "If you hadn't come with me to rescue you, this wouldn't have happened."

"I believe in fate!"

Liu Dan said, “Everything is arranged.

Do you know?

Before coming to Afghanistan, I believed it once and asked the master to do it."

"oh?"

Wang Hui immediately felt energetic, "What did the master say?"

"It's lost and it's harvested."

Liu Dan took back his leg, "Your service is good, keep working hard tomorrow."

Wang Hui smiled bitterly: "It's really rude to use free labor."

"Aren't you my spiritual couple?

If you help me do something, you will be able to push back and forth?"

Liu Dan's eyes flashed with a smile, "Then I'll let Ye Lei Ding Yi do it."

"Okay, I have no objection, just like you."

After wiping the scraping board, Wang Hui stood up with a smile.

Liu Dan bit his lips and rolled his eyes.

Can you call Ye Lei and Ding Yi, and can you find Wang Hui?

Take advantage and act well.

“The schedule for tomorrow?”

Liu Dan asked.

Wang Hui washed his hands and replied: "I saw a place and asked someone who had the final say to talk. The factory and land were quite suitable. We can set up a production line first."

"Is it decided so soon?"

Liu Dan was very surprised.

"Dingxin has a tractor production line that has been idle for several years.

I think you can move here and try it out."

Wang Hui smiled, "In China, there is no possibility of using my production line."

The tractor production line was taken by Guan Fengyao a few years ago when he acquired a factory.

Later, for some reason, the matter was put aside.

For the domestic tractor, Wang Hui is hard to say.

However, with the Dingxin brand, it is difficult for the tractor branch to compete in China.

Not to mention the big brands like Oriental Red, including Kubota and Volvo, which are also divided into markets in China. Dingxin entered the market relatively late, and the possibility of eating meat is very small.

"And now, the new farmers in the village are all young people. In addition to the most basic functions, their demand for tractors must be comfortable and user-friendly...the production line can't keep up."

Wang Hui shrugged, "It's better to move it over instead of consuming dust in Nanjing. This is also considered a waste utilization."

"In addition, Kandahar is also a major city and is the base camp for students. They want to create a good image now, and investment should receive good protection.

If we take a step back, we will take up the place even if the production line does not make money!"

Wang Hui said.

Liu Dan nodded with a smile: "Your idea is right. Now you come here to invest, just to occupy a place!"

Afghanistan's geographical location determines its special position in China's strategy.

Moreover, the Afghan problem will sooner or later be resolved.

It is better to enter the market before entering the market after the resolution is resolved. It is better to enter the market in advance to seize the commanding heights.

As an investor from China, as long as the relationship between all parties is properly handled, the investment will sooner or later bring great returns.

...

This is a factory building located on the edge of Kandahar city.

The fence has many damaged areas, but the main body of the factory is still there, and it is not difficult to accommodate a production line within tens of thousands of square meters.

"If you want to start production, you still need to do some pre-emptive work."

Liu Dan, wearing a veil, looked at the unhardened ground under her feet and frowned slightly.

The ground needs to be hardened, the factory area needs to be beautified, and the damaged parts of the factory need to be repaired. This is all money.

"We are all fellow villagers, so I can be cheaper in terms of prices."

The factory owner who received them was a businessman from China.

But at this moment, he was dressed as an Arab man, and gave himself a name that followed the local customs - Jihad, and had become a devout believer.

Perhaps, this is how this Chinese businessman seeks to survive in a foreign country.

Behind Jihad are two tall and powerful locals, and their eyes are on Liu Dan's face from beginning to end.

The women, who went out publicly and wore veils that could see their faces seemed to make them feel a little dissatisfied.

"My dear fellow villagers, I actually have good things in a warehouse. Do you want to take a look?"

Jihad spoke Chinese, but spoke in a translator; he dressed in an Arab style, even deliberately wore a beard, combined with his shrewd eyes, and he would bend his waist from time to time and smile, which gave Wang Hui and his group a sense of indescribable incongruity.
Chapter completed!