Shocking! My Rugged Husband is the Hidden Tycoon in the 70s Novel-Chapter 383: Industry 2.0

Ye Xiumei fainted immediately.

She had already arranged for someone to take the lives of Lu Nianying and her unborn child.

Lu Jiabai watched Ye Xiumei fall to the ground, smiled slightly, turned, and went upstairs, humming a tuneless little song.

His father was incompetent, his grandfather was biased towards his uncle, and the Lu Family’s resources were becoming increasingly limited. Before, there would be a little leftover for him, but later, even after serving as a company commander for two years, he couldn’t get promoted.

He pleaded with his grandfather several times but received no response.

The Lu Family wanted to connect with the Huo Family and Qin Family, sending him to marry Xu Qinghuan. He wasn’t very interested in Xu Qinghuan, especially since she was someone who had been rejected for marriage a few times, and by the time she got to him, she was already considered unwanted goods.

But having the Huo Family and Qin Family backing her made it different.

As long as he got Xu Qinghuan, he would gain substantial support, and the Lu Family’s resources wouldn’t just fall into Lu Ranglian’s hands.

However, when they schemed against Xu Qinghuan, she turned the tables on them.

There were four people involved at the time, but he was the one Xu Qinghuan arranged to be with Song Wanlin.

Song Wanlin was supposed to be paired with Liao Yongqiang, and if he had been matched with Lu Nianying, it would have been okay for him since they weren’t directly related siblings anyway.

But Xu Qinghuan was too ruthless.

No matter what, Song Wanlin was her biological mother, yet she could do such a thing.

Lu Jiabai hated — hated everyone, hated the family that pushed him into such a deep abyss, and hated Xu Qinghuan.

He truly couldn’t get past himself; whenever he thought of that beastly scene with Song Wanlin, he loathed himself.

He wanted to die!

Lying on the bed, Lu Jiabai let out a long sigh.

Since that day, he hadn’t been able to get aroused again.

Lu Nianying survived, but the child didn’t, even though Xu Qinghuan had given her a Fetal Protection Pill, the ill-fated child born with original sin couldn’t be saved.

The hotels near the "Southern Trade Conference" were best at the Eastern Hotel, Xu Qinghuan and Jiang Xingye arrived early, booked a room in advance, and when Qiao Xinyu and the others arrived, they moved straight in. Many units that came later couldn’t find accommodation and had to go across half the city to find a bed.

"You guys came early, so we didn’t have to worry about accommodation." Qiao Xinyu came to Xu Qinghuan’s room to talk. "So much has happened to the Shangjiang Team in the past month that you were away. Do you know who the team leader now is?"

"Dong Liangcheng?" Xu Qinghuan asked.

"Ah, how did you know? Did you have a hand in this as well?" Qiao Xinyu was shocked, as everyone knew that Dong Liangcheng was considered a fool, and now the entire Shangjiang Team was saying they were led by a fool.

"Dong Liangcheng is a good choice. He was initially kicked out by the Dong Family, the whole Dong clan favored his brothers, and no one helped him. He witnessed his child almost miscarry, and he left with nothing alongside Shen Jinju, refusing further ties with the Dong Family;

Moreover, he shares a surname with the Jiang Family, so naturally, he couldn’t align with them. The current Shangjiang Team now has much more substantial assets than before, similar to those of a commune, and needs someone selfless who can focus entirely on the public good.

Now, the team leader only needs to organize production efficiently, which means knowing when to plant, fertilize, harvest, and communicating with Jiang Xingye when needing manpower.

If someone was deceptive, it would be very troublesome for Jiang Xingye’s side.

When choosing people at the time, Jiang Xingye felt Dong Liangcheng was right, knowing surely many would try to stop him; there weren’t few who wanted to be the team leader, yet surprisingly, it succeeded.

Understanding Xu Qinghuan’s words, Qiao Xinyu caught the intrigue behind it.

"Do you know who the secretary is?" Qiao Xinyu sold another riddle.

Xu Qinghuan shook her head, "Who is it?"

"Uncle Mancang," Qiao Xinyu replied, "The production team’s accountant is now given to Uncle Liangcai; he’s now learning accountancy daily with Liu Zhijian. Seeing his momentum, he won’t be worse than Uncle Mancang at accounting."

"As long as there is dedication, one can achieve good work. You seem to be doing pretty well now as well."

Qiao Xinyu had several outfits made based on the designs in Xu Qinghuan’s album, prepared for the exhibition, aimed specifically at foreign buyers.

She even prepared an order of ten thousand pieces for the year; securing the order meant she’d expand production, hiring through the commune.

Qiao Xinyu was full of drive.

Xu Qinghuan glanced at her lower abdomen and gave her a pill, "You’re pregnant, take it easy."

Qiao Xinyu didn’t take it seriously, popping the pill into her mouth,

"Xu Manman was found in the mountains. It’s surprising; she started the fire back then, and Lu Nianying had someone from the Lu Family seeking her, leading her to the back mountain;

But she didn’t return for quite a while, until our new team leader took people to find her. Her unborn child was lost; she nearly died, sent to the county hospital, only narrowly saved."

Xu Qinghuan knew that Lu Mingqiu’s plan succeeded.

In the subsequent days, the Shangjiang Team was busy setting up the exhibition hall; previously, Xu Qinghuan had already drawn the design plan, bought materials, so when people came, work began quickly, soon forming a prototype, attracting many units for a closer look.

Their booth stood out — innovative, bright, grand, bursting with style. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

The semicircular booth constructed from natural wood was fresh and natural, and the large exhibit board at the back showcased photographs of Shangjiang Team’s factory — bright factory spaces, clean workers, busy atmosphere, all portrayed in pictures, on par with major international companies.

Suspended above were clothes to be displayed; both sides were equipment showcases, including threshing machines, electric sewing machines, and harvesters; on the exhibit was an ornate table combining classic weightiness with contemporary simplicity, perfectly merging.

Also adorning both sides were giant posters featuring luxurious furniture patterns, stunning and eye-catching.

The "Southern Trade Conference" proceeded as scheduled, and the Shangjiang Team’s booth was labeled "Welcome" in three languages, English, German, and Chinese, the font elegant and full of aesthetic charm.

No surprise for Xu Qinghuan, foreigners soon arrived; after all, seeing their native language brings a sense of familiarity, especially since the Shangjiang Team’s booth appeared more attractive than Shen City’s foremost mechanical and textile factories.

Xu Qinghuan pulled out a cream-white suit to wear, ideally paired with a bustier beneath, yet inappropriate for this era’s moral standards, so she reluctantly donned a ruffle-collared shirt.

The waist fit right, like a crescent crescent.

From time to time, Jiang Xingye’s gaze lingered, a fiery sensation in his heart.

Her hair was styled into a ponytail from braids worn for ages, loose now behind her as if curled, voluminous like seaweed, undulating like waves, golden sunlight dancing on it, breathtakingly beautiful.

Wolfgang had been eyeing this booth early on, surprised that such a poor, backward country could design and manufacture such machines; the harvester, thresher, and electric sewing machines, all at par with their country’s current industrial level.

As Country D ventured to lead in the industrial field’s forefront, they were only in the Industrial 2.0 era.

They always thought Hua Country would need at least fifty years to enter agricultural mechanization.