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"A clown, a pure clown."

"Even more clownish than that troll!"

The discussion on the Internet intensified, pushing the news of Wang Yang's return to the top of the trending search list. People all over the country were discussing what treasures Wang Yang would sell in his next live broadcast.

At the same time, Johnson also learned the news immediately. He recalled that the T-14 tank Wang Yang bought from Russia last time had greatly increased its strength after being modified.

Carbon fiber protective armor, all-terrain chains, charged laser cannons... these technologies are far beyond the reach of the United States.

The entry of the Thor tank has made China's military strength advance by leaps and bounds. In addition to jealousy, Johnson felt more bitterness.

However, Wang Yang is Chinese, so it is understandable that he prefers his own country.

The United States can't condemn him internationally for this, right? Although Johnson really had such an idea, it is obviously unrealistic.

In order to deal with Wang Yang, the United States decided after discussion to ban him and never allow him to purchase any items from the United States again.

But now there is news that Wang Yang has actually made a business out of Daying.

As an ally of the United States, this move by Daying is undoubtedly a stab in the back for the United States.

How could Johnson not be angry?
He immediately called Admiral Brandi.

"Admiral Brandi! I need you to investigate something immediately!" Johnson's voice was full of anger.

"Johnson, what's wrong?" Brandi asked curiously.

"That guy Wang Yang is buying things again!"

Brandi's mood suddenly became heavy. "What did you say? He bought it again? What did he buy?"

Johnson gnashed his teeth and said, "We need to ask our 'good brother' Da Ying about this! Call Da Ying right away and find out exactly what they sold to Wang Yang!"

"I will also apply for funding from Congress. No matter what Wang Yang plans to sell this time, we must get it!"

Brandi didn't dare to delay for a moment. After hanging up the phone, she immediately called Daying.

"Hello? Is this the British Embassy? I want your Ministry of National Defense to answer the phone immediately!"

Although Brandi is the U.S. Secretary of Defense, he also enjoys a high status in the country.

The operator quickly transferred the call to the Ministry of National Defense.

The atmosphere in the Ministry of National Defense was harmonious at this time.

Pierre held a cup of coffee in his hand and looked at his assistant Mi Fusen with a smile.

"Has Wang Yang returned to China?"

"Yes, General." Mi Fusen replied easily, "Our spies in China sent news that Wang Yang has arrived in the capital."

"That's great. Now that this troublemaker is gone, I feel relieved." Pierre took a sip of coffee and let out a long sigh of satisfaction.

"General, I think Wang Yang's arrival is good news for us." Mi Fusen said with a smile.

"Those useless Harrier fighters cost 100 million each, and five of them cost 500 million! Our budget is much more generous this year."

Pierre couldn't help laughing when he heard this.

"You're right! Wang Yang is simply our God of Wealth! I think the reason why the United States and Russia are angry is because they sold at too low a price and didn't make any money!"

Mi Fusen quickly made a "hush" gesture.

"General, the United States is our ally, please don't say that."

Although Pierre closed his mouth, he couldn't hide the smile on his face.

At this moment, the phone in the Ministry of National Defense suddenly rang.

Mi Fusen walked over slowly, picked up the phone and asked politely, "Hello, this is the Ministry of National Defense. Who are you?"

"Stop talking nonsense! Let that bastard Pierre answer the phone!" There was a roar from the other end of the phone.

Mi Fusen was scolded, but he recognized the voice as that of Admiral Brandi of the United States and did not dare to be negligent in the slightest.

"General, it's Admiral Brandi who called. He sounds like... a little angry." Mifson carefully handed the phone to Pierre.

"It's Admiral Brandi, you..." Pierre just started to speak when he was interrupted by a roar from the other end of the phone.

"Pierre, has your brain been eaten by a dog? Or is your brain on your ass? Are all of you in the Ministry of National Defense a bunch of rubbish?"

Pierre had just put the phone close to his ear and before he could say anything, Brandi's roar came like a storm.

Although Britain has formed an alliance with the United States, the United States undoubtedly has the upper hand in terms of power comparison.

Faced with Brandi's anger, Pierre didn't even have the courage to hang up the phone.

Brandi's scolding lasted for a long time before she calmed down a little.

"Pierre, tell me honestly, what treasure did Wang Yang buy from your company?" Brandi's tone was filled with a hint of urgency.

Pierre frowned, thinking to himself that the anger over the phone call was caused by Wang Yang. He felt relieved, at least he knew the source of the anger.

"Admiral Brandi, if this is what makes you angry, I am willing to give you a detailed explanation."

Then, Pierre told Wang Yang the whole story of how he spent 500 million to buy five Harrier fighter jets.

After hearing this, Brandi fell silent.

Harrier fighter? What is that? Why is Wang Yang interested in it? Even if this old model developed 60 or 70 years ago is restored to its original state, what can it do?
Moreover, apart from vertical take-off and landing, the Harrier fighter's technical highlights seem to have nothing special.

"Harrier fighter?" Brandi muttered to himself, and then said, "Okay, I understand. I wronged you this time. But you have to remember that if Wang Yang comes again in the future, even if he wants to buy your hair, you can't sell it to him! Do you understand?"

Brandi realized that she had misunderstood Pierre and hung up the phone in a hurry.

Pierre's face was livid and he felt aggrieved.

He had never been treated so unfairly before, and he didn't even get an apology.

"Get over the wall and go to China!" Pierre shouted angrily, "Find Wang Yang's live broadcast room. I want to see what price he plans to sell the Harrier fighter jets that he bought for 100 million yuan each!"

Pierre decided to save some face from Wang Yang.

At this time, Wang Yang had received five Harrier fighters shipped from the customs, which were neatly parked in the warehouse. Although these fighters were old and the equipment was aging, they were about to be reborn in Wang Yang's hands.

Wang Yang only spent five points of maintenance cost on each aircraft to restore the basic functions of these fighter jets.

However, his purpose is far more than that. He hopes to make these Harrier fighters more powerful than ever before through systematic transformation.

"System, provide me with a modification plan to make the Harrier fighter more powerful." Wang Yang's tone was full of anticipation.

The system responded quickly: "Master, here are several ways to increase the power of the Harrier fighter. The first is to install a [twice the speed of sound engine] and a [laser cannon], which costs 300 points; the second is to install a [triple the speed of sound engine], a [laser cannon], and a [spectral radar], which costs 500 points; the third is to install a [quintuple the speed of sound engine], a [laser cannon], and a [panoramic radar], which costs 700 points."

After selling the Thor tank, Wang Yang's points increased significantly, and the transformation plans provided by the system became more diverse.

"System, what is the difference between this laser cannon and the laser cannon of the Thor tank?" Wang Yang wanted to understand these modification options in depth so that he could better recommend them to customers.

The system explained: "Laser cannons use strong pulse waves. Their power far exceeds that of laser cannons. They are a thousand times more powerful."

"Oh, that means the range is longer and the firepower is stronger." Wang Yang quickly understood the key.

"What about spectral radar and panoramic radar?" Wang Yang continued to ask.

"The maximum scanning range of the spectral radar can reach an altitude of 35,000 meters and a radius of 500 kilometers; while the panoramic radar can scan an area at an altitude of 50,000 meters and a radius of 1,000 kilometers." Wang Yang was shocked by the system's answer.

He knew very well that the Harrier fighter was not originally known for its radar, but the performance of the modified radar actually surpassed that of today's most advanced early warning aircraft!

Not to mention the incredibly powerful laser cannon.

Such a fighter can easily destroy ground targets even at an altitude of tens of thousands of meters.

"System, I choose the second modification plan to carry out a comprehensive modification of the five Harrier fighters!" Wang Yang made the decision without hesitation.

The system immediately responded: "Master, all the required transformation equipment is in place, and the transformation work will begin immediately."

"The transformation of the robot is left to you!" Wang Yang ordered.

"Yes, master." The transformed robot acted quickly.

"It will take five days and five nights to transform five Harrier fighter jets. Please be patient." As the world's most advanced technology is used, the transformation work takes a long time.

Wang Yang worked side by side with the transformed robots to push the transformation progress to the fastest possible pace.

After half a day of intense work, five brand new fighter jets appeared in front of Wang Yang.

"I will introduce these new fighter jets to the audience during the next live broadcast." Wang Yang was full of anticipation.

He walked out of the warehouse and the phone suddenly rang.

After answering the phone, Jiang Ran's cute and playful voice came to my ears: "Brother Wang Yang, you are back! I have good news to tell you!"

"Yeah, I just came back not long ago." Wang Yang responded with a smile, "Xiao Ran, do you have any good news to share?"

Jiang Ran's voice was filled with joy: "Brother Wang Yang, tomorrow is the day to register for Jingcheng University!"

"Really? Then I'll go with you." Wang Yang's words were full of tenderness and care.

Jiang Ran felt warm in her heart. This was exactly why she called. She hoped that Wang Yang could spend this important moment with her.

"Brother Wang Yang, I love you the most." After saying this, Jiang Ran shyly hung up the phone.

Although Wang Yang on the other end of the phone did not see her embarrassment, his heart was filled with sweetness.

The next morning, Jiang Ran started to get busy at home. Jiang Shanyue also got up early to remind his daughter not to forget to register.

Jiang Ran responded excitedly and started to choose clothes. She wanted to appear in front of Wang Yang in the most beautiful posture.

"Ran'er, let dad take you to school later." Jiang Shanyue suggested.

"No need, I've already made an appointment with Brother Wang Yang." After Jiang Ran finished speaking, the doorbell rang.

She opened the door and saw Wang Yang standing at the door, his eyes full of tenderness and expectation.

Wang Yang's eyes lit up when he saw Jiang Ran's outfit. She was wearing a fresh and elegant white dress, with a slim figure, like a fairy descending from the earth. Coupled with her cute baby face, it made people want to get close to her.

"Xiao Ran, let's go." Wang Yang reached out and gently held Jiang Ran's hand. The two walked hand in hand towards Jingcheng University.

Jiang Shanyue looked at this scene, feeling both relieved and a little disappointed. He knew that his daughter had grown up and had her own life and choices.

But he was very satisfied with his son-in-law Wang Yang and believed that he was the best destination for his daughter.

There was a huge crowd of people at the entrance of Jingcheng University, and it was very lively.

The streets are lined with stalls of various clubs, attracting the attention of freshmen.

Wang Yang and Jiang Ran walked through the crowd hand in hand, enjoying this sweet moment that belonged to them.

Wang Yang gently rubbed Jiang Ran's small hands, feeling the delicacy and softness. Jiang Ran blushed slightly, and looked at Wang Yang with charming eyes, her heart filled with happiness and sweetness.

The freshmen around them looked at the couple with envy and blessings in their eyes. They knew that this love was so pure and beautiful that people couldn't help but want to protect and bless them.

"Come on, Xiaoran, I'll take you to register." Wang Yang pulled Jiang Ran towards the registration office. Their figures stood out in the crowd and became a beautiful landscape of Jingcheng University.

However, when they passed a community booth, a man named Chang Wei noticed Jiang Ran. His eyes were full of surprise and greed, and he was secretly thinking about how to get close to this beautiful girl.

Chang Wei is the president of the Jingcheng University Tennis Club. He appears to be a gentleman, but in reality he has bad behavior and often harasses female students on campus. He is notorious, but because his father is the boss of a large enterprise in Jingcheng, no one dares to expose his true face.

This time, he set his sights on Jiang Ran, determined to make her his own.

At the gate of Jingcheng University, Chang Wei set up a booth for club recruitment, hoping to use this opportunity to find some innocent girls.

However, to his surprise, many female students came up to him. But Chang Wei was not interested in those girls with heavy makeup and fancy looks. He preferred those girls who looked pure and innocent.

Where can you find the most innocent girls in Beijing University? The answer is undoubtedly when freshmen enter the university.

Today, he deliberately chose this occasion, intending to pick out a few targets that suit his taste.

Among all the girls, Jiang Ran was undoubtedly the one that attracted him the most. She was innocent and cute, and Chang Wei fell in love with her at first sight. However, for Jiang Ran, Chang Wei's existence could almost be ignored.

Chang Wei walked towards Jiang Ran confidently and asked in his polite tone: "Junior sister, are you here to register at Jingcheng University?"

Then he introduced himself, "I'm a junior in the law department and the president of the school tennis club. You might be a little confused when you first arrived at the school, so why not add me on WeChat? You can always ask me if you have any questions in the future."

(End of this chapter)