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Chapter 51 - Chapter 51 Each With Their Own Ghosts

Wang Ye left, leaving Director Li standing still in place. After a few seconds, he smiled helplessly. Director Li could easily guess Wang Ye's intention, but at this point, he had to admit that Wang Ye's plan was successful. The subsequent developments were likely to unfold just as Wang Ye had anticipated!

The reason was simple: when Wang Ye delivered the electric fans, he undoubtedly attracted a lot of attention along the way, laying the foundation for future developments. The reason given for the delivery was to invite the leaders to try them out and provide feedback.

In this situation, could they really return the electric fans? It was impossible; no one would want to take the blame!

Finally, they would compromise and accept this batch of trial electric fans. But could the leaders, who were enjoying the fans, let their subordinates suffer from the heat? That was also impossible. The result would be someone suggesting and ultimately agreeing to purchase a batch from Wang Ye!

At least the offices and conference rooms with many people needed them, right?

Throughout the city, from the municipal committee to various bureaus, there would be at least five to six hundred units!

"Well, since I didn't suggest it, I'm in the clear. No one can fault me! Besides, this is the only factory producing electric fans in the city, which is considered a leading enterprise. It's only right to take care of them, and buying a batch isn't excessive."

"The other factories might grumble, but by the time they do something, it won't be so easy. Who told them not to be the first?"

"This kid is really clever! His brain is full of ideas!"

After a moment, Director Li couldn't help but say with a smile, and the secretary beside him joked:

"Indeed! Now we've all benefited from it!"

"It's really hot lately! Last weekend, my wife went to the department store and complained to me that electric fans were expensive!"

"And now, we have them! Hahaha!"

Laughter filled the office, attracting the attention of passing clerks at the office door. Director Li was shrewd; he opened the door wide and said brightly:

"Come, come, come, electric fans from Red Star Machinery Factory."

"Everyone, come and try them out. Let's see if they work well! Come on, feel the cool breeze and see if it's refreshing!"

Initially, these people had been eager to try out the fans upon hearing the news, and now they were even more enthusiastic. They walked in, feeling the cool breeze, and occasionally praised and commented on them.

Over half an hour later.

In the office of the municipal committee's leader, the balding leader enjoyed the cool breeze blowing gently, looking at the exquisite electric fan in front of him. He couldn't help but smile wryly and say to the secretary next to him:

"What is this? Trying to alleviate the situation?"

"He really deserves to be directly appointed by the Ministry of Machinery! Now, no matter what, we have to buy them."

"Contact Director Lao Tian from the Industrial Bureau. Anyway, he's retiring soon."

"At Monday's meeting, have him propose purchasing fans!"

At the leader's command, the secretary nodded and, with a hint of envy in his eyes, said:

"Yes! I'll arrange it right away."

As for Wang Ye, after visiting these important departments, he drove back to the factory in a mighty truck with a group of young people, making quite an impressive sight.

Meanwhile.

In Africa, at a military base in the suburbs of Dodoma, the capital of Tanzania.

As the sun rose higher, a shaded tent was erected on one side of the training ground. Many Tanzanian high-ranking officials gathered here, surrounded by armed guards.

And there, not far away, was Kibuqite, commanding the soldiers, preparing to start his political show.

Sitting in the middle of the crowd under the shade tent was the current president of Tanzania, the undisputed number one figure in Tanzania, and the true wielder of power.

Beside him, the elderly black and white bearded man in military uniform was the Minister of Defense of Tanzania, and the only person to enjoy the title of "General." He played a significant role in the anti-aggression war a few years ago, repelling and even counterattacking the well-equipped enemy supported by Libya. Therefore, he was also the number one figure in the military faction, the second most important person in the country.

"So that's it! It's really ridiculous."

"The weapons assembled from semi-finished products purchased from China? Assembling them secretly and claiming them to be heavy mortars?"

"Looks like a gas cylinder covered with cloth. It's absurd!"

"But, is the information completely reliable?"

As the sun became increasingly scorching, a middle-aged man of similar height and girth, wearing military uniform, whispered to his bodyguard on the edge of the crowd. The bodyguard nodded earnestly and said:

"Yes, absolutely reliable. Our people have seen it with their own eyes."

"It's definitely not something Kibuqite's men produced themselves!"

Hearing this, the round middle-aged man looked coldly at Kibuqite in the distance, nodded satisfactorily. His name was Badouke, one of the three deputy ministers of defense in Tanzania.

In the past, he had been at odds with Kibuqite, and if Kibuqite became the fourth deputy minister, it would undoubtedly affect his power!

"Today, I will humiliate him in front of everyone!"

"Thinking of standing shoulder to shoulder with me? Dream on!"

With Badouke's murmured words, the noisy discussions at the scene became more intense. These people either supported or opposed Kibuqite, each with their own thoughts!