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There is a saying: spring is born and summer is long, autumn is harvested and winter is hidden.

It can be seen that winter is a suitable season for "cat winter", and it is almost impossible to work and build a house in the East in this season. Oriental people pay attention to blue bricks and red tiles when building houses, facing the south and facing the north, so that they can live comfortably. Westerners are different, they are not too demanding, and they can make a living with a few pieces of wood.

Of course, the fireplace still has to be made of bricks.

There is nothing in the Bois de Boulogne, just a lot of trees, and there is no surrounding organization to make noise, basically as many as you want.

The Paris government sent a construction team to help the First Brigade build the camp, but after working for a long time, he didn't even get the camp planned, which made Qin Zhiyuan, who was accustomed to high efficiency, very angry. So it was replaced by Hu Tingfeng's men to do it, and within half a day's effort, the first wooden house rose from the ground, although the wood was still a little damp, but it was enough to block the wind and rain.

The house became a template, the fighters of the 1st Brigade lived in a warehouse temporarily provided by the old Renault, and the work around Christmas turned into building houses.

After Qin Zhiyuan placed the troops, he went to the Black Swan Castle, where Alan was waiting for him.

Allen's trip to the United States went exceptionally well.

Qin Zhiyuan originally thought that it would take a lot of thought to buy the patent for the zipper, but he didn't expect that it was actually very different. There is not one, but several patents for zippers, some of whom have only applied for patents, but have not been put into production, but are waiting for a price to sell, hoping to sell the patents at the right time for a profit.

When World War I began, the U.S. economy was in a slump, steel was only five cents a pound, workers were paid six dollars a week, and life became difficult. After the war, the Americans played the role of Europe's savior, selling large quantities of agricultural and industrial products to Europe, but at the same time, in major cities such as Detroit and New York, there was an uproar because of lack of clothing.

Allen's appearance came at the right time, and he bought the patent for a zipper for very little money and brought him back to France.

"Boss, this thing is not well designed, it is time-consuming and laborious to produce, and it is expensive, and it is not pleasing in the United States." Allen was blunt, showing full work ethic: "Of course, you gave it a nice name, zipper, vivid. ”

Alan knew that Qin Zhiyuan was the big boss of the "LLL" company, and as an employee of the "LLL" company, Allen maintained enough respect for Qin Zhiyuan.

"Good work Alan, now that your work is over, you can take a vacation and start a new job after Christmas." Qin Zhiyuan put himself in Allen's shoes.

Westerners pay attention to humanized management, Qin Zhiyuan knows this very well, when it is time to take a holiday, take a holiday, and work better by relaxing.

"Thank you, boss." Alan was visibly relieved.

Qin Zhiyuan's salary for Allen is not low, and Allen is worried that Qin Zhiyuan will be angry because the "zipper" does not have the expected value. It's the time of the war, and Allen's job as a lawyer isn't flattering, and it's not easy to find a good job.

"Gao, take Alan to get a big gift bag, and then send a car to take Alan home, remember, take a big one!" Qin Zhiyuan intimately advised.

At this stage, food is expensive, although not very scarce. The 1st Brigade, backed by the French War Department, was not short of supplies, on the contrary, it was very abundant. Qin Zhiyuan prepared some gift packages with the remaining materials, ready to distribute them to Mary as a benefit, hoping that they could have a wonderful Christmas. The gift pack is made up of canned goods, as well as sweets, chocolates, and some sparkling wine, which may not be precious in normal times, but at this special time, it can really make the average French person have a happy Christmas.

"Thank you, boss." Alan was overjoyed and followed Gao Hongshi out, he had been away from home for too long, and now he missed his family very much.

"This thing is valuable?" Pierre wondered.

As soon as Allen left, Pierre picked up the sample that Allen had brought with him and questioned it.

"It's valuable, at least more valuable than it seems." Qin Zhiyuan is sure.

"I noticed that Alan said that this thing is expensive, so, what are you going to do with it?" Pierre was absent-minded.

"Clothes, backpacks, shoes, tents, blah, blah blah, there's a lot of places where it's used." Qin Zhiyuan picked up the phone and dialed Huang Fugui.

"That will increase the cost, and the old men in the logistics department will not necessarily pay for it." Pierre is from the logistics department and is no stranger to the workflow of the logistics department.

"Definitely!" Qin Zhiyuan swore that with Garcia here, everything could be discussed.

"You moth!" The relationship between Pierre and Qin Zhiyuan has reached the point where they can joke casually.

"Don't laugh at me, so do you." Qin Zhiyuan didn't mind.

"Humph!" Misha really couldn't listen to it, so she snorted coldly and got up upstairs to say that she would not go along with it.

On the road just now, Pierre offended Misha, Micha is still angry, when he saw that Qin Zhiyuan and Pierre were preparing to partner in the French War Department, Micha had a sense of justice.

"Ah, I suddenly remembered something, I was going to pick a bedroom. Dear Misha, wait for me, can you help......" Pierre was cheeky and jumped up from the couch to catch up.

The word "dear" does not have any special meaning, the French are always like this, and they are used to talking sweetly, which is the same as the Chinese like to use mood particles such as "uh-huh-ahhh

Qin Zhiyuan shook his head speechlessly, focusing on the earpiece.

"Qin Ye, are you looking for me?" Huang Fugui's voice was a little hoarse, but his tone was very high-spirited.

"Leave the affairs of Marseille to your deputy, and you will return to Paris at once, and you will have something to do." Qin Zhiyuan wanted to sort out the power in his hands.

"Okay, Master Qin." Huang Fugui was concise and to the point.

Qin Zhiyuan then dialed the phone, this time looking for Louis Renault.

"Qin, are you in Paris?" Old Renault's sense of smell was so keen that he could smell the Bois de Boulogne through a telephone line.

"Yes, I'm back, I want to book your dinner time, are you free?" Qin Zhiyuan invited Old Renault to dinner.

If you want to have dinner with someone like Old Renault, you must make an appointment in advance, Old Renault is too busy.

"Of course! According to the custom of you Orientals, when you return from the expedition, I will catch the wind for you, right? Old Renault should come down in one gulp.

It seems that during this time, the old Renault did some homework, otherwise he would not have known that the Chinese have such a thing as "catching the wind and washing the dust". This is a good thing, which proves that Qin Zhiyuan's status in the heart of old Renault is improving.

Soon it was dinner time, and Qin Zhiyuan hosted a banquet for Old Renault at the Black Swan Castle.

The chef of the dinner was the chef of the First Brigade and made a few standard oriental home cooking dishes, with only one guest in old Renault.

"I want to buy an island, any suggestions?" Qin Zhiyuan's words were amazing.

"Island, do you want to be king?" Old Renault's words were even more surprising.