China, the imperial capital.

For thousands of years, gold has always been the main color of this ancient city. Apart from the towering imperial city, it is scattered in every corner of the four nine cities, there are also many hidden and unknown high-walled courtyards. Together, they form the most powerful center of power in China.

Wu Dongming is one of the high walls. He is in his early fifties this year and is in his prime. He is determined to make some achievements in his position and strive to go further before retirement.

Early this morning, he received a call from his old classmate Qin Yongbo and a news that shocked him.

"The quick-drying index is 7.2? Why is it so high?" Wu Dongming's eyes lit up after hearing this.

Although he has been away from the academic community and entered the officialdom for a long time, his foundation is still there. He knows very well how extraordinary the quick-drying index reaches single digits.

The so-called quick-drying index has a complex algorithm behind it. Simply put, the lower the index, the faster the clothes will dry.

Suppose you go to play basketball and get sweaty and it takes 100 minutes for a pure cotton T-shirt to dry, DuPont's coolmax fabric only takes twenty minutes, while the high-tech quick-drying fabric of the plateau has reached an astonishing 7:2 minutes.

Quick-drying fabrics are very versatile.

As we all know, some Indian soldiers once ignored our kindness to dissuade them and forced themselves to swim in Pangong Lake. As a result, because their bodies were soaked, the cold air on the plateau invaded the body and was frozen to death.

Assuming that the clothes worn by these Indian soldiers, using high-tech quick-drying fabrics developed by the plateau, can be dried at a speed of thirteen to eighty times faster than pure cotton, perhaps they will not die so miserably, which will make the Indian army embarrassed the whole world and make international jokes.

From this we can see that food, clothing, housing and transportation are not only the foundation of people's survival, but also the core competitiveness of a country.

In 2400 BC, humans began to use cotton to make fishing nets and clothing. To this day, high-performance chemical fibers will replace ancient cotton and linen and become a future-oriented black technology, which is a historical process that no one can stop.

It’s not that cotton and linen are bad, but that the environment in which humans live has changed.

We still live on land now, but in the future we may enter the sea to live, immigrate to Mars, and even the farther universe to live, and cotton and linen are obviously unable to withstand the darkness and coldness in space.

Qin Yongbo said excitedly on the other end of the phone: "Things are not that simple. The samples provided by Kunlun Factory and the chemical fibers used are not any known product on the market, but a brand new existence that we have never seen before!"

"You have never seen it before!" Wu Dongming was stunned and jumped up from his seat directly, and the blood began to accelerate.

Could it be that the unknown Kunlun Textile Fabric Factory has invented a very powerful and brand new chemical fiber!?

Chemical fiber is the basis of everything, such as Kevlar material used to make body armor, formerly aramid fiber, soft and comfortable Lycra fabric, formerly spandex fiber.

In short, a brand new chemical fiber has often infinite possibilities when it is invented.

Although this time, Gaoyuan just used it to make some quick-drying fabric. Maybe after in-depth research, it can improve the super bulletproof vest that is stronger than Kevlar.

At this point, Wu Dongming had fully understood that Qin Yongbo called him early in the morning, not because of the problem of the quick-drying index.

It is a new type of chemical fiber that is likely to change history, which emerged in the south of the motherland!

"Everyone is old friends, why don't you say it directly, what do I need to do here?" After Wu Dongming thought it through, he showed the courage that the superiors should have and asked directly.

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"Candy! Why are you here??"

When Mr. Liu, who was guarding the door, told Gao Yuan that when Cao Feiyu came to the factory to find him, Gao Yuan did not believe it because he knew very well that Cao Feiyu had a good job in Hangzhou.

But when he ran outside and saw it, he was shocked.

Who can the person in front of you besides Cao Feiyu?

He is gentle and elegant, wearing a snow-white shirt, with light gray trousers and black calfskin shoes on the lower body. The leather shoes are polished brightly, which is in sharp contrast with the plateau where sports pants are worn.

Cao Feiyu smiled slightly, "I said that if you can't make a fortune one day, I will come to you, the rich second generation, and please give me some food."

Gao Yuan laughed, "It's all my brothers, so don't joke. Why did you come back?"

Cao Feiyu shrugged gently, "I already know your father's affairs. I thought that you should need manpower now, so I quit."

Alas ~

Gao Yuan sighed deeply, not knowing what to say for a moment, so he walked towards the factory with Cao Feiyu.

It's strange to say that for many years, he and Cao Feiyu have been together in almost everything, going to junior high school together, going to high school together, chasing the girls they like, and were abandoned, squatting on the roadside to drink wine together, and vomiting together after drinking too much.

However, after going to college, Gao Yuan wanted to learn computers, but Cao Feiyu had no interest in computers at all, so he studied accounting.

When he graduated from college, Gao Yuan was determined to work hard in big cities, but Cao Feiyu had no idea about work and future. He thought the scenery of West Lake was quite good, so he went to Hangzhou. The two of them rented a house together and looked for a job together.

To be honest, there are thousands of kids in this world, but there are only a few kids who can reach their level.

"Why are you so sorry, I'm afraid you don't have money to pay me a salary?" Cao Feiyu put his hands in his pockets and said lightly: "I am very expensive, but for the sake of everyone's brothers, I'll let you postpone it for a few months."

"You livestock!" Gao Yuan was moved and patted Cao Feiyu on the back. "As long as you are not afraid of hardship, there is a job for you. The accountant and cashier have resigned before. Please help me manage the accounts first. I can't even figure out the balance sheet of the factory, and I'm covered in my forehead."

It is hard for outsiders to imagine that Cao Feiyu, who looks gentle and elegant, is nicknamed Jiankang, and this is also one of the secrets of the two of them.

"There is no accountant? It's so serious, how many people are there in the factory now?" Cao Feiyu asked.

Gao Yuan shook his head, "I don't know either. Anyway, someone comes to ask for salary every day, so I asked Uncle Liu to block it and reply to their settlement on the 10th of next month."

"You are hairless and you can't speak hard." Cao Feiyu sighed, "After all, you are not your father after all. Everyone can trust your father, but they may not trust you. The factory has been shut down for so long, and it is normal for everyone to go their separate ways. We can't blame them."

"I know, I don't blame them either." Gao Yuan showed helplessness, "I'm waiting for the report from the chemical fiber laboratory and the patent registration results."

"Once the report and patent come down, I will take these two things to the bank to mortgage, or contact the venture capital company, get a start-up capital from them, and let the factory run first."

Gaoyuan is still very confident in his plan. After all, it is a high-tech chemical fiber material provided by the system. Why can't it be mortgaged to millions?

Cao Feiyu was puzzled. He didn't know about the quick-drying fabric and was about to ask carefully. However, at this moment, Uncle Liu called again at the door.
Chapter completed!