tkworld Chapter 314 Grandpa's Legs Hurt, Hardcore Modification Plan
Chapter 314 Grandpa's Legs Hurt, Hardcore Modification Plan
The old man's faded Zhongshan suit was soaked with sweat, and the veins on his forehead were bulging, clearly indicating that he was in considerable pain.
The weather has been hot and humid these past few days, and the grand blueprint for the construction site on the back hill is changing every day. The old man is worried about it and has to personally go to the construction site every day to make sure he is at ease.
But after a while, the bumpy dirt road leading to the construction site, combined with the hot and humid weather, finally took its toll on his chronically injured knees, which swelled up like steamed buns.
Father Jiang Jianguo carefully placed a basin of hot water at the old man's feet.
"Dad, don't be stubborn. I'll go to the county tomorrow and buy you an electric wheelchair. It'll only cost three or four thousand yuan, and it'll be more convenient for you to go anywhere in the future."
As Jiang Jianguo spoke, he wrung out a towel, intending to give the old man a hot compress.
Jiang Wanshan was in so much pain that he was twitching, but he still remained defiant.
"Why buy that thing? I'm not so old I can't walk! It's just a waste of money!"
Jiang Chen stepped forward, gently pressed his father's hand, and took the towel from him.
He glanced at his grandfather's swollen knees and frowned almost imperceptibly.
"Dad, we need to buy a wheelchair."
Jiang Chen's voice was calm.
"But not three or four thousand yuan."
Jiang Jianguo was taken aback: "Then what kind should we buy? The best ones in the county cost only seven or eight thousand, with massage function."
Jiang Chen shook his head, a faint smile curving his lips.
"A few thousand dollars' worth of scrap metal, so cheap it'd fall apart with a single shake, is that even worthy of my grandfather?"
After saying that, Jiang Chen took out his phone and, in front of the whole family, dialed his future father-in-law Su Tianhao's private number.
"Hello, father-in-law, it's me, Jiang Chen."
"Oh! My good son-in-law! What made you think of calling me? Do you have something nice to give your father-in-law again?"
Su Tianhao's hearty laughter came from the other end of the phone, full of energy.
"I don't have anything, and I'd like to ask you for a small favor."
Jiang Chen got straight to the point.
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"I need the contact information for a top-tier overseas vehicle modification company, the more expensive the better, the more outrageous the better."
"Ideally, it would be the kind of armored monster custom-made specifically for those turban-wearing tycoons in the Middle East."
Su Tianhao was visibly taken aback for a moment, then laughed even harder.
"Hahaha! You always manage to come up with something new! Alright! You've come to the right person for this!"
"I know a company in Dubai called 'Saber Power,' and their owner wanted to buy my yacht for a high price two years ago, but I refused."
"I'll give you his private contact information. Just say I introduced him, and I guarantee you top-notch service!"
In less than thirty seconds, an encrypted contact card was sent to Jiang Chen's phone.
Jiang Chen thanked him, hung up the phone, and immediately dialed the transoceanic number.
The phone was answered after two rings, and a voice with a heavy Texas accent spoke in English.
"This is Sabre Power, I'm Hank, how can I help you?"
Jiang Chen switched directly to fluent English and gave his instructions in an unquestionable tone.
"Mr. Hank, I am Jiang Chen, introduced by Mr. Su Tianhao."
"I need you to customize a single-person transportation device for me in the shortest possible time."
Hank on the other end of the phone was clearly impressed by the name "Su Tianhao," and his tone immediately became respectful.
"So you're Mr. Su's friend! Hello Mr. Jiang! What specific requirements do you have?"
Jiang Chen looked at his grandfather, who was having his knees rubbed with a folk remedy by his grandmother not far away, and calmly listed a series of demands that could be described as perverse.
"First, the chassis. I don't want wheels. I want military-grade all-terrain tracks that can adapt to jungles, swamps, and steep muddy slopes of more than 30 degrees."
Hank gasped on the other end of the phone, nearly dropping his notebook.
"Secondly, the cockpit, for a single person, must use the highest level of bulletproof glass, be fully enclosed, and have a built-in independent oxygen circulation and all-weather constant temperature air conditioning system."
"The seats must be genuine leather sofas of first-class airline quality, with built-in medical-grade full-body massage functions, especially infrared heat therapy and electromagnetic pulse therapy for the knee joints. These two functions must be maxed out."
"I want the top-of-the-line shock absorption system, an active electromagnetic suspension, so that no matter how bumpy the road outside is, I can guarantee that not a cup of water in the cabin will spill."
"Finally, install an external high-fidelity loudspeaker and a high-brightness LED spotlight, the kind that can turn night into day."
After Jiang Chen finished speaking in one breath, there was a dead silence on the other end of the phone for ten seconds.
Hank has been in the industry for over twenty years, modifying gold AKs for Middle Eastern princes and building underwater sports cars for Russian oligarchs, but he has never heard of such an outrageous request.
How can you fit the chassis of a main battle tank and the functions of a top-tier ICU ward into a wheelchair?
Is this something a human could come up with?
"Um... Mr. Jiang..." Hank's voice was a little hoarse, "Your request... is technically feasible, but the cost... could be staggering."
"We might need to disassemble the chassis of a brand-new 'Pioneer' military-grade all-terrain robot, and that alone would cost millions of dollars..."
Jiang Chen couldn't be bothered to listen to his nonsense.
"Provide a direct quote."
Hank hesitated for a moment, then quoted an exorbitant price.
"The modification cost will be around three million... RMB."
"With all the testing and debugging involved, it will take at least a month to deliver the goods."
Jiang Chen raised an eyebrow.
"That's all?"
His nonchalant tone made Hank on the other end of the phone feel insulted.
"Alright then," Jiang Chen said impatiently.
"I'll increase it to five million."
"In addition, I will contribute another 20 million as expedited air freight."
"I don't care what kind of transport aircraft you use, whether it's an An-225 or a C-5 Galaxy, I only have one requirement."
"I must see this thing in Jiangjia Village, Huaxia within three days."
"If you can do it, the five million is yours; if you can't, I'll find another company."
"boom!"
Jiang Chen's words were like a bombshell, leaving Hank completely stunned.
Twenty million... just to airfreight a... wheelchair?
Good heavens! What kind of god has descended to earth?!
"No problem, Mr. Jiang! I guarantee I'll complete the mission!"
Hank's voice instantly became incredibly excited; he could even feel his company's stock price soaring wildly at that moment!
As expected, the system notification sounded in Jiang Chen's mind after he hung up the phone.
[Ding! Detected that the host is undertaking an epic "filial piety investment"!]
[Investment Target: Jiang Wanshan, the core leader of the family!]
[Investment Project: Customized all-terrain individual combat... oh wait, I mean, medical-grade mobility vehicle!]
[Investment Amount: 5 million yuan for modification, 20 million yuan for air freight logistics, totaling 25 million yuan!]
[System Analysis: This purchase perfectly aligns with the core principle of "family prosperity," directly addressing the elders' concerns and demonstrating filial piety that shines as bright as the sun and moon!]
[The rebate mechanism is now activated! The critical hit multiplier is being calculated rapidly... Countdown: 72 hours!]
Jiang Chen put away his phone with satisfaction, feeling great.
In the past few days, the villagers saw that there was nothing much going on at Jiang Chen's house, and they thought that the old man's leg disease was difficult to cure.
The kind-hearted villagers came to visit, each carrying their own traditional remedies.
My third aunt from the east end brought over a basket of hot, freshly cooked eggs.
Grandpa Li from the west end brought over a bottle of tiger bone wine that had been soaking for over ten years.
Even my second aunt, Sun Yumei, who usually loves to take advantage of others, surprisingly brought two pounds of pig's head meat and came over to offer a few words of comfort.
The entire Jiangjia Village is immersed in a simple and honest atmosphere of "helping each other".
Until the morning of the third day.
A loud and imposing engine roar shattered the tranquil dawn of Jiangjia Village.
"Boom—!"
All the villagers who were busy in the fields subconsciously raised their heads.
A large, heavy transport helicopter painted in military green camouflage was seen circling over Jiangjia Village.
Below the helicopter, a huge special cargo container, gleaming with a cold metallic sheen, was suspended by four steel cables thicker than a thigh.
Amidst the stunned and bewildered gazes of the entire village, the enormous container was precisely hoisted to the most spacious open area in the village committee compound.