C11 Don't Take Things for Granted

As soon as he saw Ding Chengfeng bring out a big order worth thirteen or fourteen million, Wei Shuhua couldn't help but feel overjoyed.

Putting everything else aside, this way, he could clear out a small portion of the accumulated inventory in the warehouse. The profits he earned could completely compensate the few months' salary that he owed to the staff and reimburse some of his old medical fees.

Not only would the staff have a good year, but as a leader, she could also have a year in the province of An!

"Little Ding, you are truly well-connected and capable!"

Holding the order, Wei Shuhua immediately arranged for people to prepare the supplies, and happily praised Ding Gongsheng: "This time, not only will we be able to get a large amount of money back, we will also be able to make up for the salary owed to the employees, as well as pay a portion of the medical fees. Everyone will have a good year. I really have to thank you properly! "

"I'm a member of our city's supply and marketing association. How can I not take care of my own family when I have business?"

Ding Cheng gave a humble smile and took the opportunity to request a long-term lease of that remote warehouse and leave for a long period of time from Wei Shuhua!

Wei Shuhua, who still relied on Ding to solve the big problem, did not hesitate to agree.

That morning, Ding successfully signed an official contract with a company. He rented a large warehouse for a very preferential price and successfully took a long vacation!

"How about this, Little Ding, you'll just be our sales director!"

After signing on Ding's slip, Wei Shuhua said earnestly, "If so, if you want to go out and do business, that's considered a business deal. As long as you can get us an order, there's no need to apply for leave, and the salary and bonus will be issued as well!"

Ding Chengfeng was no fool. He would definitely not take the position of the Sales Department's Director for himself. He would definitely be hated by others for being his disciple.

With the mysterious Space-Time Ring, when the time was right, he would start his own business and build his own business. How would he be able to live in a small city's supply and marketing association as a dependant little official?!

After a perfunctory response, Ding successfully personally supervised the workers to move the quality and quantity of the goods to the designated warehouse.

After confirming that everything was safe, he left the warehouse and prepared the equipment and raw materials for the workshop.

The procurement of machinery and equipment was going very smoothly. These technologies were clearly behind the ordinary machine tools of an era. In the 21st century, time and space were not valued by anyone.

The steel and raw materials needed for the production of firearms were also astonishing in quantity and were of good quality and cheap prices. He could confidently and boldly purchase a large number of them in bulk.

What he did not expect was that these seemingly ordinary raw materials were all special materials that were strictly regulated by the government in modern time and space!

If he wanted to buy these things, he could only buy them under the name of the unit. He had to first go to the police station to file a report, or else it would be against the law!

If they were more serious, they would be put in jail!

"It seems that I have thought over this matter too simply!"

Having been busy all day, unable to gather any more raw materials, Ding Dai, who had patted his chest and boasted about the masters of the workshop, could not help but feel a headache coming on!

Since he was unable to deliver the chemical raw materials to the workshop as promised, Ding Dai was too ashamed to face those iron-blooded men in the world of ice and snow who were fighting with the Japanese bandits to the death!

However, under the market economy, with sufficient profits, there would be plenty of people daring to take risks!

Just as Ding Chengfeng left the chemical reagents store in extreme disappointment, a skinny middle-aged man immediately followed him!

"Kid, why are you following me!?" "Speak!"

As soon as he realized he was being followed, Ding had successfully walked to a secluded place and immediately turned around. With a flip of his hand, he firmly controlled the man and shouted in a low voice, "What are you trying to do? Tell me!"

"Handsome, don't be so excited. I have no ill intentions. I just want to do business with you!"

The petite middle-aged man earnestly said, "If you want it, I can sell it to you!"

"Really?"

Ding Geng was still as angry as ever. "You didn't lie to me?"

"Why would I lie to you!"

The middle-aged man snappily said, "I'm lying, can I get promoted or can I get rich? If you want something, then hurry up and let me go! "

Only then did Ding Geng let him go, and tentatively began to talk to him.

Ding Dai only knew from this conversation that this guy was in charge of private chemicals trading. He had done so many times in private!

"Who doesn't know how to speak empty words. How can I believe you?"

Ding Cheng cautiously asked, "Unless you can show me the real deal, I don't want to do this business anymore!"

"I knew you would say that!"

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Seeing that you're an honest man, I won't hide it from you. Come with me!"

As he was talking, he brought Ding Chengfeng to his small store in the outskirts.

After looking through all the stocks, Ding Chengsheng was relieved but also a little regretful: The quantity of raw materials was too limited, he could not bear the consumption at all.

A few small battles were enough to use up everything!

However, it was better to have something than nothing. After some consideration, Ding successfully made the decision to eat all of the materials.

"What? You want them all?"

After hearing Ding's words, the middle-aged man was immediately shocked, "Do you know how many items this is? Two whole tons of concentrated nitric acid, two tons of concentrated sulfuric acid, six tons of glycerin, five tons of toluene, and more than four tons of ammonium nitrate. What are you trying to do with so many things? "

"You really are strange. The restaurant owner is afraid of the customers?"

Looking at the boss's nervous expression, Ding successfully patted his shoulder and said earnestly, "Don't worry. These things will be of some use to me. I won't bring you any trouble!"

"Really?"

The middle-aged man was skeptical.

"It's true!"

Ding Chengfeng confidently patted his chest and said, "I dare to be sure about this!"

Looking at the bright red banknotes that Ding had taken out, the middle-aged man thought for a moment and finally made the decision to take the risk in the face of a huge profit: sell all the inventory to Ding!

Just like this, Ding had successfully poured out the large amount of money she had just received and finally managed to raise the required materials in the shortest amount of time!

He gathered the supplies in the rented warehouse and checked that he still had some spare space left. After some careful consideration, Ding successfully purchased a batch of skiing equipment for the anti-coalition forces. A dozen walkie-talkies contacted their communicator.

In the time and space of the war of resistance, in the Northeast region where the Little Ghosts were serving as an important base of operations, the situation of the enemy becoming stronger and the enemy becoming weaker couldn't be changed in a short period of time.

It was decided that for a long period of time, the main fighting style of the rebel army would be guerrilla warfare and sports warfare!

Long distance running, scattered, surprise attacks, clever ambush these guerrilla tactics, all have very good requirements on the resistance troops mobility.

The formation of a ski team, relying on the convenient communication brought by the walkie-talkie, and the use of the movement tactics that could travel like the wind between the snowy plains, as well as the surprise attack on the Japanese bandits, became the inevitable choice!

Historically, the small Finnish skiing unit had paid a heavy price in the face of the Soviet invasion, using clever guerrilla tactics and the Osumi submachine gun in their hands.

And now, the brave and battle-ready rebel army had sufficient supplies provided by him from modern time and space, and was about to produce the Sten submachine gun of the equipped troops. Ding was confident that he could succeed and make the pirates pay a hefty price for their deaths!