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Shen Qianqian waited in the car for the two men, and as they walked out of the finance bureau, she asked anxiously.

These two men, she cared about both of them quite a bit.

Lin Chuan and Shen Jianhua got into the car.

One in the passenger seat, one in the back.

Lin Chuan fastened his seat belt, "Things are less than ideal."

"Not ideal..."

Shen Qianqian pursed her lips slightly, "How much funding can we secure?"

Lin Chuan held up three fingers.

"Three million?"

Shen Qianqian\'s expression hardened, and then after hemming and hawing, she was speechless.

"This matter can\'t be blamed on the city administration."

Lin Chuan had anticipated this outcome, "It\'s an issue with the city\'s development planning."

From the backseat, Shen Jianhua sighed lightly and said, "I understand Director Wang\'s stance. Under the current circumstances, it\'s very difficult to fully support a failing steel factory to transform into a military weapons factory."

Director Wang, that is, the head of Anling City\'s finance bureau.

He had made it very clear—

Firstly, Anling City\'s development plan is to become a famous tourist city in Han River Province and a well-known tourist cultural city nationwide.

There is little focus on heavy industry.

Secondly, the steel factory\'s poor performance means that even if it were transformed into a military weapons factory, it wouldn\'t bring substantial benefits to Anling City. The factory is small, provides limited job opportunities, and does not bring the profits that developing tourism would.

Also, a military weapons factory isn\'t necessarily profitable.

The overall net margin in the military weapons industry is only about 4 percent, with very low profitability, influenced by cost pricing mechanisms, military pricing reforms, technological content, market demand, etc.

Most likely, it would lose more money than the steel factory.

Especially under the current situation, where the factory doesn\'t yet have military orders, hastily investing massive funds would amount to throwing money into the water.

"Only three million, what can we do?" Shen Qianqian asked anxiously.

"Director Wang suggests that we use this three million to create a batch of weapon prototypes. Once we have some weapon orders, requesting more funds will be simpler," explained Shen Jianhua.

In short, no unprofitable businesses.

"Three million could nearly cover replacing a few pieces of equipment."

Shen Qianqian commented.

"Actually, the situation isn\'t that bad," Lin Chuan reassured them.

"Do you have another plan?"

Shen Qianqian raised her eyebrows, asking.

The Anling Iron and Steel Factory needs at least forty-six million to complete the transformation into a military weapons factory.

Relying on a bank mortgage isn\'t very feasible.

The steel factory is bankrupt, with a broken capital chain, reduced market demand, and significantly insufficient orders leading to impending collapse.

"Mortgage the patents."

Lin Chuan smile and tossed out a solution.

"How many patents do you have?"

Shen Qianqian asked blankly.

"Buying this steel factory shouldn\'t be a problem," Lin Chuan grinned, but spoke conservatively.

In his mind\'s \'weapon database,\' there were many technologies not yet achieved, for example, the technology of \'Remote Box-type Rocket Launcher\' had over ten innovative patents, quite valuable.

However, the process of mortgaging patents could take a long time.

Just the evaluation phase could consume one to two months, then securing funding could easily take up three months.

"What if there are no orders and it results in losses?" Shen Qianqian asked.

"Orders..."

Lin Chuan chuckled, "With new technology, what\'s there to worry about orders?"

At that moment,

Ding-dong ding-dong.

Lin Chuan\'s phone chimed with a message alert.

From Angelina: "Mr. Lin, someone claiming to be your loyal fan wants to talk to you about a partnership."

Lin Chuan glanced at his phone and replied, "Did he mention what kind of partnership?"

His fanbase was extensive.

—Assassins, hackers, fraudsters, drug lords, antique dealers, police, intelligence personnel, etc.

On the International Forum.

His inbox often received various strange partnership proposals.

For example, someone asked if he was interested in monopolizing the global \'Addictive Drugs\' market, others asked if he was accepting orders that would make him wealthy in one go, and still others asked if he was selling, as some rich women liked his style.

Preposterous!

Thus, Lin Chuan was instinctively cautious about any partnership proposed by his readers.

After all, he knew his readers quite well.

Soon.

Angelina replied, "He didn\'t specify the details of the partnership, but he really wants to get in touch with you, seems like a big customer, sent you a private message on the International Forum that you didn\'t respond to."

"I\'ll check it out later, tell him to wait a bit," Lin Chuan replied.

Then.

Lin Chuan turned to Shen Qianqian and Shen Jianhua, "I\'ll think of another way regarding the funds; let\'s head back first."

The Shen family had no objections.

With a press on the gas pedal, Shen Qianqian drove Lin Chuan back to Linjiang Mansion.

Once home, Lin Chuan turned on his computer and logged into his International Forum account.

On his profile page, his inbox was packed.

Messages: 1628+.

"Only been a short while and already so many messages, they\'re trying to bombard me," Lin Chuan chuckled.

Going through 1628 messages was quite a task.

Lin Chuan saw the user @Monkey Angelina had mentioned, who wanted to contact him.

Lin Chuan opened @Monkey\'s private messages.

Sure enough.

Monkey sent quite a few messages to him early in the morning.

[Hello, Arm Tycoon Lin, greetings!]

[I\'m your loyal reader, and I greatly admire your expertise in weaponry!]

[I\'d really like to work with you!]