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Steel factory.

Shen Jianhua was both surprised and perplexed.

He had seriously considered the transformation to a military plant that Lin Chuan spoke of, but unfortunately, the conditions of the Anling Iron and Steel Factory did not permit it.

But now, Lin Chuan said that he could solve the two big problems: 'military plant qualifications' and 'military technology'.

In his heart, hope was kindled for the first time.

Nobody was more attached to this steel factory than he was.

After his military service, he had plunged headfirst into this steel factory, witnessing it evolve from a backward production workshop into the modern factory it was today.

He was both a participant and a creator.

Now, as the steel factory faced bankruptcy and closure, he felt even more reluctant and pained than the workers who were about to be laid off.

The words of Lin Chuan suddenly gave him a flicker of an unrealistic fantasy.

That's right, fantasy.

'Military plant qualifications' and 'military technology', either of these were not something ordinary people could grasp or resolve.

Lin Chuan was just a web novel writer.

Shen Jianhua had often heard of Lin Chuan's exploits from his daughter.

For instance, surveying crime scenes, solving cases at lightning speed, catching fraudsters, busting antique fraud rings, and so on.

He knew how extraordinarily capable Lin Chuan was in certain areas.

But!

'Military plant qualifications' and 'military technology' belonged to a completely different domain!

It involved the economic development planning of a region and the level of technological productivity of that area, macro-level matters.

It wasn't as simple as just arresting one or two criminals!

Of course, arresting criminals wasn't simple either!

Therefore, Shen Jianhua looked towards his daughter, attempting to discern some insider information from her expression.

Regrettably, Shen Qianqian was also confused.

She hadn't heard Lin Chuan mention these matters, having only heard the idea of 'transforming into a military factory' from him.

At this moment, she couldn't help but ask her father, "Lin Chuan, I haven't heard you mention this before."

Feeling the gaze of the Shen father and daughter, Lin Chuan smiled:

"After you mentioned the situation with the steel factory last time, I started thinking about whether there was a remedy, as you know, the steel factory is the backbone of Anling City's steel industry, and if it closes, Anling's heavy industry will never recover."

Shen Qianqian continued the conversation, "So, you want to do something for Anling City?"

Lin Chuan nodded readily, "If the backbone of steel collapses, it will affect many aspects, at least halving the number of jobs in the whole industrial chain, which will bring up security issues. This will also trouble the police station, and since I'm in a cooperative relationship with the police station, I have to consider you guys as well."

Shen Qianqian listened, taken aback, and opened her mouth slightly.

Her old friend seemed to be making some sense.

The closure of the steel factory seemed unrelated to her, but in fact, there was a hidden thread that linked it to her.

"So, you're doing this for me… for our police station?" Shen Qianqian asked with furrowed brows, in a daze.

"A bit of everything," Lin Chuan responded.

The impact was too wide-ranging.

Macro changes would be thoroughly reflected in the micro details. To explain it properly, Lin Chuan would have to give Shen Qianqian a remedial lesson.

Within this, he also took Xinxin into consideration.

In short, if the steel factory could transform into a military enterprise, it would be five hundred percent beneficial for him, Xinxin, Shen Qianqian, the steel factory, and even Anling City!

Multiple wins!

In the steel factory, Shen Jianhua's rough hands touched the machinery beside him.

Concerning the current situation of the steel factory, he had envisioned various impacts, so he clearly understood that 'transformation' wasn't just a spur-of-the-moment idea from Lin Chuan but rather a well-considered proposal.

Thinking this, Shen Jianhua secretly sized up the handsome young man standing next to his daughter once more.

Standing at 1.86 meters tall, he was half a head taller than Shen Qianqian, with a clean face and a tranquil smile, dressed simply yet every move and word of his seemed to have a refreshing impact, his eyebrows carrying a distinct impressiveness, as if bathed in a spring breeze.

Appreciation gleamed in Shen Jianhua's eyes as he nodded, "Lin, you've made some good points, but how do you plan to solve the 'military plant qualifications' and 'military technology' issues?"

Lin Chuan always acted with assurance.

Now, he had made thorough preparations, "Uncle Shen, I can provide the technology part. As for the 'military plant qualifications,' why not bring it up directly with the organizers during the 'National Weaponry Innovation Design Competition'?"

"You really dare to dream big!" Shen Qianqian said, her mouth agape, looking at Lin Chuan with some astonishment.

What a guy!

Others entered the competition to design weapons.

This man was entering the competition aiming for 'military plant qualifications'; he really wanted to be an Arms Tycoon!

"Who are the organizers of this competition?" Shen Jianhua asked, frowning.

Shen Qianqian knew the competition well and answered immediately, "The organizing entities are the National Weapons Research Institute and the National Ordnance Society."

"If we can converse with these two institutions, getting a military factory qualification indeed won't be difficult."

Shen Jianhua's eyes lit up at once, but the brightness in his eyes soon faded, "To get recognition from these two entities, what level of weaponry must be entered in the competition?"

Shen Qianqian also sighed softly, a trace of dejection on her face, "My gun design probably stands no chance."

"There is a chance!"

Lin Chuan laughed softly, "With some more improvements, your gun has a lot of opportunity."

Shen Qianqian looked down at the blueprints of the gun she designed, shaking her head doubtfully, "My skills are limited to this point."