(Chapter 178: Get ready to go)

There is really nothing special except getting up at a specific time to deliver goods to the port, and then continuing to buy shipping slots.

"Let's go shopping for clothes! It's such a long sea voyage, how can we just buy a few clothes?"

"It seems so. I should buy some. I haven't been paying attention to changing my clothes recently.

And I think we should bring in more female employees, including the domestic secretarial team and video planning team."

"Okay, okay!"

Su Qing's eyes almost turned to tears when she looked at Chen Ye. Where could she find such a considerate boss?

Not right either.

He should be considerate. Su Qing could feel that Chen Ye was not as straight-faced or coquettish as he appeared. This guy should be a coquettish person, just acting in front of him.

"Wait for me to drive."

"Wait a minute, the driver hasn't come yet."

"Can't we drive it ourselves? I also have a driver's license, and there is a Chinese and English version."

Su Qing asked strangely.

"Forget it, Singapore has a lot of strict rules. If you accidentally break a rule in a big place, you will be caught immediately. It is better to wait for a local driver."

Chen Ye thought of the jokes on the Internet and shuddered slightly. Although many of them were fake, Singapore's rules were mostly true. He was too lazy to drive carefully and just waited for the driver.

“Also, you should inform your colleagues in Bauhinia Island in China and confirm with the authorities of Bauhinia Island to purchase a piece of land and sign the establishment and construction of the museum.

Let’s find some connections with Shencheng and let China Railway build a museum for us. If we get something, I have to ask the customer to give me some.”

"Bauhinia Island? The land there is not cheap, and there are many restrictions.

It’s not easy to get it down in a short period of time, plus the construction, if there is one, it won’t be put in, and if there isn’t, then it will be more costly to dismantle it after it is built than to renovate it.”

Housing prices in the main urban area of ​​Shenzhen City are already expensive enough, but compared to the terrifying land prices in Bauhinia Island, they are still far behind.

Moreover, the land on Bauhinia Island is not only expensive, but also has various policies regarding land restrictions.

Chen Ye thought about it. It took him a month to build the museum, but it was still on Bauhinia Island. The cost was indeed too high.

The Yongle Ceremony is just a public welfare project he runs. It's a bit of a loss to do it this way. There are obviously other ways.

"It seems that you still have to work hard to make money. If you have more money, you don't have to worry about it.

First buy a building on Bauhinia Island, install it with a security system, and then simply decorate it.

I will discuss it with the Ministry of Culture later to get some support."

"This is a good idea. Our company is about to enter the pharmaceutical industry. If it is done well, it can save a lot of money, which will also be a good thing for the company's subsequent development."

Su Qing nodded in praise, suddenly realizing that Chen Ye was crying.

"Are you still poor? Your net worth is almost 10 billion, right?"

"They all belong to the boss, I'm just a part-time worker."

"Tch, believe it, you idiot."

Su Qing pursed her lips, she didn't know who the foreign bosses were, but Chen Ye could definitely make the decision on many things.

After spending a night in Singapore, Su Qing bought a large amount of sunscreen, moisturizing lotion and other skin care products, as well as more than ten sets of various clothes.

Chen Ye bought a few sets of clothes but nothing else. There is basically enough space for snacks and the like. When you need them, you can just find a place where no one is around to pick them up.

After saying good night to each other, Chen Ye lay on the bed, looking at the ceiling, thinking about the follow-up plan, and it was time to prepare the movie for the birth of Yongle Dadian.

At four o'clock in the morning the next day, the time and space of the Ming Dynasty.

In the open space outside the entrance of Guangqumen, tens of thousands of wine bowls were neatly placed, with each class holding a bottle of liquor.

This is the result of a night of collective action by the three regiments who are not going on the expedition, while the three regiments who are going out are sleeping and waiting for the whistle to blow.

"Beep! Beep! Beep!"

The piercing whistle sounded in the camp. Today's whistle sounded half an hour earlier than usual, but many soldiers who had not slept well all night woke up instantly.

Xing Feiyue listened to the whistle, jumped up reflexively, put the gun in front of him, and quickly put on his clothes.

Under the constantly bright searchlights throughout the camp, one soldier after another put on training uniforms and helmets, carrying a huge package on his back, holding his own gun, and ran out of the tent.

"Look to the right! Look forward! Count!"

"Reporting to the company commander, there are one battalion and one fire company of the White Tiger Regiment. There should be 204 people, but the actual number is 204. Please give instructions."

Li Gui trotted up to Xing Feiyue, who was also dressed, stood firm and reported loudly.

"All of you, take a break and stand at attention."

"Brothers, please sort out the missing items again and replenish drinking water.

It is now 4:15. It is required that everything should be sorted out by 4:30 and no omissions should be missed. Then we should eat on the spot for ten minutes and rest for twenty minutes.

We will march quickly at five o'clock and run towards Guangqumen. We must arrive at seven o'clock."

"From now on, we must put life and death aside and work hard."

"yes!"

After the neat shouts, the scene became slightly chaotic. After checking each other, I found a lot of things that were missed.

Everyone had received the live ammunition issued collectively on the first day.

Including sixty fixed-load ammunition of improved gunpowder, two black powder fragmentation grenades with primers, and ten days of meals at the cooking camp.

The artillery is equipped with twenty fixed-load ammunition and two grenades per person.

A squad has four tricycles, two cannons, and sixty rounds of explosive shells.

It's just that the shells haven't been loaded into the truck yet, so they have to wait until they reach Ningyuan before airdropping them to prevent accidents on the road, which may cause them to explode after being bumpy for a few days.

The cooking team is transformed into a logistics team, carrying twelve tricycles.

Two vehicles were pulling cooking stoves and four gas tanks that supplied the entire company. Among the other ten vehicles, three were pulling spare fixed-load ammunition for the entire company, and seven were pulling dry rations for the entire company.

All tricycles have two auxiliary pull levers on the front, which can be used by one person to ride and two people to pull, and two people to assist in pushing.

When not in combat, other squads will assist the cooking squad to ensure that they can keep up with the progress of the march.

Not only that, a shared army car company of twenty trucks will pull various power generation facilities and serve as a tool to clear the way at critical moments.

"Company commander, the brothers have packed up."

"Well, let's start eating and drinking water. Are there any brothers who haven't written a suicide note?"

"It's all written down, don't worry, I've also seen the ID badges and they're all on me."

Xing Feiyue took a pack of compressed biscuits distributed by the cooking team, broke them into pieces, and chewed them in his mouth. They were slightly salty and bitter, not delicious at all.

"Brothers, let's play some songs after eating. It won't be easy to sing on the road in the next few days."

"Okay, company commander, raise your head."

"That's right, company commander, let's get started."

Listening to the voice below, Xing Feiyue stood up and patted the instigator Li Gui.

"Brothers, eat quickly. I'll start after you finish."

A group of people finished their breakfast quickly, and the combination of compressed biscuits and drinking water bottles finally gave all the army soldiers a feeling of war.

"I'm starting! Let's sing Qin Feng.

Why don’t you say you have no clothes? Get ready and sing!”

"How can I say that I have no clothes and share the same robe with you? The king wants to raise an army to repair my spear!"

The gradually uniform singing sound spread to the company next door who was also preparing to sing, like a wave starting to pass.

In the neat singing, everyone lined up and started to trot, running to the outside of the camp with rhythm and slogans.

They will circle the moat and start from the camp in the north of the city to Guangqumen, a journey of more than ten kilometers and taking two hours.

Forbidden City.

After Queen Zhou carefully arranged the clothes for Chongzhen, they came to Wuying Hall one after another.

Zhu Cixiang is already dressed in the prince's red robe and waiting in the palace. He will also have part of the scene today.

"I've met my father. Good morning, father."

"Well, morning, have you had breakfast?"

"Thank you for your concern, Father. The child has already eaten."

Chongzhen stepped forward and looked at the prince's expression. There was no impatience and no resistance in his eyes. He was quite satisfied.

"Are you dissatisfied with anything about today's arrangement, or do you feel that it is inappropriate or aggrieved?"

Zhu Cixiang sweated slightly as he listened to Chongzhen's words. This reply should not be made nonsense.

"Father, I think my father is right. The soldiers of the Ming Dynasty all fought for our Ming Dynasty. They used their flesh and blood to resist the Tartars.
To be continued...