How long can this phase of construction funding last?
Su Wei asked very directly.
Matt did the calculations, and his brows furrowed deeply.
"At this rate, we can only last three more days at most. I'm holding back payments from the concrete company to get them to deliver the goods; they're only doing it because of me. If the final payment isn't settled in three days, they'll cut off the supply altogether."
Three days.
Su Wei calculated in his mind that the timing was just right, even perfect.
"Don't worry, money is not a problem."
Su Wei patted Matt on the shoulder, his confident tone easing Matt's tense nerves.
"Just focus on doing a good job. If there are any quality issues, I'll deduct your pay."
Matt burst into laughter, a hearty laugh typical of engineers.
Even if it's just to earn a little more money from you, I have to make this a model project for Kodiak!
Su Wei didn't say anything more; he was quite at ease leaving the engineering matters to Matt.
Now, he has something more important to do: turn this pile of frozen meat in the garage into real US dollars.
Back in the cabin, Su Wei finished a simple breakfast in ten minutes.
Two sunny-side-up eggs, two slices of crispy toast, and a cup of espresso.
The high protein and caffeine content quickly replenished the body's energy needs.
He even felt that the numbness in his fingertips had subsided considerably, replaced by a sense of eager vitality.
He put on his work jacket, thick cut-resistant rubber gloves, took a deep breath, and pushed open the door to the garage.
Boom
The strong, domineering fishy smell was extremely penetrating even at low temperatures, instantly filling the nasal cavity.
The bear skin that was processed last night has been rolled into a huge cylinder and tied tightly with hemp rope.
The coarse salt is slowly drawing moisture from the hides, and if it's not dealt with quickly, the luster of the fur will be greatly diminished.
As for that pile of bear meat that looked like a small mountain...
Su Wei walked up to the tarpaulin and lifted a corner of it.
Even though the dark red chunks of meat were frozen solid, they still exuded a chilling, wild aura.
This is a male bear in its gluttonous phase; its white fat layer is up to ten centimeters thick, with clear texture, and its meat is firm.
To those in the know, this is top-quality wild game; to top chefs, it's a dream ingredient.
But in Su Wei's eyes, it was just a pile of Franklin waiting to be redeemed.
Besides, bear meat isn't actually that tasty.
The hype and novelty outweigh its intrinsic value.
He walked to the back of the Raptor pickup truck and lowered the tailgate.
Su Wei bent down and grabbed a bag of hind leg meat weighing fifty kilograms with both hands.
The heavy weight pressed down on my arm instantly.
"Rise."
He gave a low shout, and the muscles in his thighs and back tensed instantly.
The weight of the object lifting off the ground caused Su Wei's breathing to quicken instantly, but he didn't sway at all.
This wasn't an unbearable burden; in fact, he felt quite good about it.
He gritted his teeth, moved step by step to the side of the truck bed, and used his waist strength to throw the meat buns up with great force.
Bang!
The Raptor pickup truck's rear suspension emitted a dull squeak, and the vehicle suddenly dipped downwards.
One pack, two packs, three packs.
Su Wei mechanically repeated this action, and the sweat was quickly evaporated by the cold air.
His arm muscles were swollen and congested with blood, veins bulging, full of explosive power.
Ten minutes later, all the meat and the huge bear skin had been loaded onto the truck.
The Raptor's once spacious rear compartment was now crammed full, with the black waterproof tarpaulin stretched taut and secured with several thick elastic ropes.
Su Wei leaned against the car door, took off his gloves, tilted his head back, and gulped down half a bottle of mineral water in one go.
The icy water sent a shiver down his spine, and he exhaled a puff of white steam.
Cool!
This pure physical exertion gave him a long-lost sense of peace.
He walked around the vehicle to check and make sure all the goods were securely fastened.
Su Wei opened the car door and got into the driver's seat.
"Boom!"
The engine let out a deep roar the moment it ignited, as if responding to its owner's ambition.
Instead of driving directly onto the muddy main road, he carefully drove along the edge of the roadbed that Matt had leveled.
The all-terrain tires crunched over the gravel.
Matt stood beside the excavator's bucket, looking at the fully loaded pickup truck, and waved to Su Wei with a complicated expression.
Su Wei responded by honking his horn once.
The pickup truck drove out of the territory and turned onto the highway leading to Kodiak Town.
The spruce trees lining the road rushed past the car window, and the snow reflected the midday sun, making the whole world appear exceptionally bright and clear.
The distant snow-capped mountains stretch endlessly, like the spine of the earth.
Su Wei gripped the steering wheel with one hand, feeling the heavy feedback from the car body, and turned on the car's Bluetooth with the other.
That familiar number reappeared on the screen.
"Hello, Mr. Laurent."
Su Wei's voice was steady, yet carried a hint of pleasure and certainty.
"Get your checkbook ready. I'll deliver what you've been craving to your kitchen in forty minutes."
Even through the phone, Laurent's voice conveyed an irrepressible anticipation and excitement.
"The back door is wide open, Su Wei! And bring your damn pickup truck right in; my sous chef and crew are already waiting to worship it! You know what? The whole restaurant's been talking about that Kodiak bear all day! I've been waiting for this moment for far too long!"
After hanging up the phone, Su Wei smiled slightly and pressed his right foot hard on the accelerator.
The roar of the Raptor pickup truck's engine instantly rose, echoing across the empty snow-covered highway.
Carrying 600 pounds of top-quality spoils.
Heading towards the Town of Kodiak, full speed ahead.
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The roar of the Raptor pickup truck's engine echoed through the narrow back alley.
The tires made a crackling sound as they rolled over the thin ice on the road.
Su Wei did not slow down, and drove straight toward the double metal doors of the back kitchen of the Chart Room restaurant.
This is one of the cleanest places in Kodiak Town.
Normally, the vehicles parked there are refrigerated logistics vans or special vehicles used to transport top-quality seafood.
The floor was spotless, and even the trash cans were gleaming.
But at that moment, a black steel behemoth covered in mud and with ice chips stuck in its tires burst in.
The brown bloodstain on the side of the car, which hadn't been cleaned off yet, stood out starkly against the white floor tiles.
Squeak
The brake disc and caliper were rubbing violently together.
The Raptor stopped less than half a meter from the unloading platform in the back kitchen, bringing with it a gust of air mixed with the smell of blood and engine oil.
Several young apprentices dressed in pristine white chef uniforms and top hats were standing at the doorway, smoking and getting some fresh air.
Upon seeing this, they instinctively stepped back until their backs touched the cold brick wall.
This car exudes an extremely aggressive aura.
They don't look like they're delivering goods; they look more like armored vehicles that have just returned from the battlefield.
Su Wei pushed open the car door, his military boots hitting the ground.
He ignored the surprised and uncertain looks, walked straight to the back of the vehicle, and grabbed the switch on the back bed.
Clang.