After buying the information about the optical processing machine, the information about the CNC machining center was considered to be "attainable". Jiang Bo couldn't help but become active.

Instead of throwing the information to anyone who studies it, I thought about it: "Since the drawings and technical information are all complete, should I acquire a CNC company to build a machine tool in the next step?

Well, the cake of CNC machine tools is quite big. If an atomic machine tool can be created, the technology will be blocked directly at that time, so that those bastards from abroad can also taste the feeling of being unable to buy equipment even if they pay for money, and they can only stare at me!"

In fact, Jiang Bo has already let Ke Peng do this in the fullerene plasma polymerization device.

It is bluntly stated that the device is only sold to domestic manufacturers, and foreign countries do not cooperate for the time being.

As for the sales of the device?

China's market is so big that there should be no shortage of orders in the short term. When the orders are short, then consider the foreign market.

"However, today is already the 24th day of the twelfth lunar month, and the Chinese New Year is about to be celebrated. Let's leave it until after the New Year. Now go home for a good New Year..."

...

On the morning of February 7, Jiang Bo took a newly-listed Rolls-Royce Phantom not long ago, took Mu Baixin, Ning Meng and the little white cat who kept his computer and mobile phone to go home for the New Year.

The person driving was Chen Liyong, with a Mercedes-Benz business car behind it, driven by Lai Dajiang.

There was no traffic jam on the road, and I returned home just before 11 o'clock.

Mu Baixin had been here last year. It was not surprising that Jiang's mother saw her, but this was Ning Meng, a girl, who was a big girl. Although she was full and attractive, she was a little petite because she was not tall and looked a little petite, which almost thought that she was Jiang Boshou's goddaughter.

Of course, cough, it's almost the same. After all, when there is no one, Ning Meng usually calls Jiang Bojiang's father.

However, the real father Jiang Haiming is not at home now.

Let Ning Meng and others watch TV in the living room. Jiang Ma pulled Jiang Bo to the bedroom and asked, "What's going on with this Ning Meng?"

"Well, I'm a girlfriend." Jiang Bo thought for a while and couldn't tell his mother that Ning Meng was a little lover. She probably scolded Jiang Bo after hearing this. In order not to cause trouble, she would think she was a girlfriend.

"You kid is pretty good. You know how to find a girlfriend. It's not bad. But what should you do if that girl Bai Xin does in the future?" At the end of the conversation, Jiang Ma frowned.

Jiang Bo's eyelids twitched, and his mother mentioned this again, and said blankly: "Mom, Bai Xin is still a child, she is only eight years old..."

Jiang Ma gave him a blank look: "You still need to say that I don't know if she is still a child? I mean the future!"

"She will be a child from now on. In the eyes of elders, no matter how old she grows, she will always be a child... You said this to me before."

"You boy, you know you're poor-mouthed!"

"Well, let alone Bai Xin's incident, mom, my dad, why didn't you see it? She is still in the cargo yard?" Jiang Bo said.

"Yes, I picked up a few trucks of goods a few days ago, but I haven't finished it yet. Your dad is delivering it there."

Jiang Bo sighed: "I said you two really don't enjoy it even if you are lucky. What are you sending? The Chinese New Year is coming soon. By the way, I bought a few street-facing shops last year, but you didn't forget to take care of them, right?"

"How can I forget this? I have already rented it out. I can get a lot of rent every month." Jiang Ma smiled and looked very happy. "Okay, I won't talk to you anymore. It's 11 o'clock. It's about to be dinner. I'll go cook."

Jiang Bo told his mother not to work hard, and took her, Ning Mengmu Baixin and meatballs to Xiangyue Villa together.

Lu Ying and Lu Baobao came back a few days ago. After they got home, they had nothing to do and had fun at Xiangyue Villa. Jiang Bo called them, and they came and got together not long after.

Seeing two more beautiful girls, Jiang Ma's eyes kept turning around them, and she didn't know what she was looking at.

After lunch at Xiangyue Villa, Jiang Bo sat in the Rolls-Royce Phantom and asked Chen Liyong to drive into the car and drove straight to the west of Anshi.

...

Anshi Dili Logistics Park, in front of the site No. 8, e-zone, second floor, Fresh Food Wholesale Zone.

Jiang Haiming directed his employees to carry a box of fragrant pears into the truck. He worked hard for more than ten minutes and finally stopped.

I got a free time, took out a cigarette and lit it, took a few puffs, and walked to the venue of my fellow travelers next door. I found that the couple were picking up weights and tables and chairs, and smiled and said, "Old Yang, are you going to get off work so early?"

Generally speaking, those who produce fruits basically come at three or four in the morning and go home at four or five in the afternoon.

Now, just after one minute, there are many vendors coming to purchase goods. Generally speaking, there are very few merchants leaving at this point unless the goods are finished.

Lao Yang is a middle-aged man in his fifties. When he heard Jiang Haiming's words, he went over and burned a cigarette and said:

"Isn't this the 26th day of the twelfth lunar month? Is the New Year coming soon? My son bought a new house in Shanghai and asked us to go there for the New Year. He kept urging us. There was no way. We could only pallet the goods at a low price and then hurry up."

Jiang Haiming smashed two cigarettes and said curiously: "Oh, your family is OK. You have bought a house in Shanghai. I heard that the house prices there are very expensive, and it costs a lot of money, right?"

Old Yang smiled and said, "It's okay. The location he bought is not very good, only 60,000 to 70,000 yuan per square meter, more than 100 square meters, and even the renovation cost about 10 million yuan."

"What's ten million?" At this time, Lao Hu, a neighbor of the venue next to Lao Yang, also ran over and interrupted.

"It's nothing. My son bought a house in Shanghai." Lao Yang said with a smile.

"Oh, Lao Yang, your child is OK. You bought a house worth tens of millions of dollars? Have you paid a lot?"

"I didn't pay a penny..." Lao Yang said proudly: "I personally have a job in Shanghai, so I saved some money to buy it."

"Niu Pi! Your child is promising, much better than the lazy one in my family. He only knows how to play games at home every day, and I am so angry that I have already smashed two computers for him. Oh, by the way, Lao Jiang, don't you also have a son, what kind of job is there now?"

Jiang Haiming is an honest and honest person. He smiled and replied, "My Jiang Bo has opened a company in Yangcheng. I don't know much about what it is doing."

"Oh, I'm opening a company. Are you bragging?" Lao Hu joked.

"Uh... this thing, if there is, if there is, if there is no, there is nothing. I have anything to brag about..." Jiang Bo was a little embarrassed when asked and smiled embarrassedly.

Lao Hu originally wanted to continue teasing him for a few words, but when his eyes slanted, he found a black sedan with a double-R logo, and shouted out in surprise.

"Oh, look, do you know this car? Rolls-Royce!"

Old Yang obviously had some small research on the car, and said in surprise: "This is a Rolls-Royce Phantom. I heard it's tens of millions? Which car is it? It's the first time I've seen such a good car driving a yard after so many years."

"I don't know, which boss should have come to choose New Year's goods for the New Year. Hey, the car actually stopped. Are you going to come here to buy things?" Lao Hu said.
Chapter completed!