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Chapter 139 Chapter 139 lacks paint, so let's cross the river with the eagle sauce

The development of the prototype of the Middle East version of the three-wheeler officially began the next day.

The news that Li Yunfei had won large orders from various Middle Eastern countries also spread on the Internet.

The specific details of this order also attracted the curiosity of countless netizens.

Early the next morning.

Mr. He brought several people to provide technical support.

When he saw Li Yunfei, he smiled and said, "Director Li, congratulations on your wealth!"

"Mr. He, how can I make a fortune? My factory is almost bankrupt."

"What are you pretending for? As soon as you signed the contract with the Equipment Design Bureau, I knew the situation."

"Tell me, how many tricycles did you sell at one time this time?" Old He looked at Li Yunfei who was laughing and scolded him.

Li Yunfei chuckled and said, "Not many, only about 35,600."

"Among them, there are 10,000 high-end models of Sarab. The other party requires a price of more than 50,000 US dollars, and there is no upper limit."

"Mr. He, I have no choice but to ask you to come over. Please take a look at how to modify this tricycle."

Mr. He also took a breath of cold air. He was not clear about the specific details of the contract.

Now there are more than 30,000 vehicles a day, which is also shocking.

His idea was the same as Zhang Shaozhong's. It would be a shame if this guy didn't go into arms sales.

When the modification work was in full swing, the assistant, at the strong request of the live broadcast room, brought his mobile phone and went to the test site for outdoor live broadcast again.

Although Xinwal's requirements were more than those of Damao and Ermao, fortunately those technical requirements were not high, and the improvement work of the prototype vehicle was quite smooth.

The only problem was the painting.

The master craftsman who mixed the paint got angry and ran to Li Yunfei to complain.

"Director, I can't do this job. It's just a tricycle. What's the point of having a rich family?"

"I adjusted the desert camouflage paint scheme they requested eight times, eight times in total, but none of the Middle Eastern customers were satisfied!"

"Last time, even Da Mao and Er Mao didn't have such high demands!"

Li Yunfei was surprised. He had thought that the development process of the prototype car would get stuck at a certain stage, but he never expected it to get stuck at the painting stage.

He then took the master to find Sinwal, Hussein and others to inquire about the details.

"My dear friends, I swear to God, I have never done anything to embarrass you!"

"It's just that the paint scheme you gave us is really not suitable for our actual situation in the Middle East."

"If these painted tricycles were to drive out, they would be too obvious and would not serve any camouflage purpose at all!" Sinwal explained sincerely.

He doesn't have high requirements for the desert camouflage paint, but at least it looks acceptable.

The paint colors given by the master craftsman at the Warwick factory are all single colors. After driving out, there is no concealment at all and it is completely unable to adapt to the environment in the Middle East.

Li Yunfei couldn't help but frowning as he looked at the eight desert stealth paint samples given by the master.

As the saying goes, appearance is the essence of combat effectiveness. This paint color is indeed a bit tacky.

"Director, you can't blame me for this. I have never been to the Middle East, and I have never done this kind of desert stealth paint. I really tried my best to adjust it to this level." The old master explained.

Li Yunfei looked at the old master and said comfortingly, "Master Jia, this really can't be blamed on you. I'll find a way to deal with the painting."

After he finished speaking, he scratched his head and walked around the testing ground a few times.

As he was walking around, he ran into Mr. He who was adjusting equipment, and Li Yunfei's eyes suddenly lit up.

Mr. He is a living fossil and a jack of all trades in the Equipment Design Bureau. He has been in the industry for decades and has done all kinds of jobs.

He took two bottles of Wahaha mineral water from the side, walked over with a smile, helped the man down from the car, and said, "Mr. He, take a break and drink some water first."

"You are already a senior, there is no need for you to do things yourself. Sometimes, delegating power appropriately can help train them better." After listening to this, Mr. He stretched his waist and did not refute.

The reason why he agreed to help improve the tricycle was, on the one hand, because he liked Li Yunfei, and on the other hand, he wanted to train his students.

The two of them came to the seats next to each other.

Li Yunfei unscrewed the bottle of mineral water, handed it over and said, "Mr. He, drink some water. I need your help with something."

"We had some trouble mixing the desert stealth paint that this customer requested."

"Xiao Li, my mind is full of state secrets. If I tell you, we'll both have to go in and operate the sewing machines!"

"A country's stealth camouflage paint is highly confidential. I can't help you. You should think of other ways." After hearing this, Mr. He decisively refused.

Basically every country has its own stealth camouflage paint scheme. Although it looks simple, it is not simple at all.

Among them, the optical illusion pattern and ambient light reflection are absolutely high-tech. Good camouflage can make people or equipment achieve the best fusion with the ambient color and the shape of the ambient objects.

If this thing is leaked, it will be easy to be targeted.

Li Yunfei scratched his head and continued to ask tentatively: "Mr. He, do we have any outdated desert stealth paint?"

"This, really, doesn't exist. This thing has only become popular in China in the past decade or so."

"Mr. He, I don't want to go to China anymore, but can I think about going abroad?"

"What do you want to do, kid?"

"Mr. He, I want to cross the river with the help of the Eagle Sauce. They are experienced, and their desert stealth paint is definitely world-leading."

He listened to Li Yunfei's words, took a deep breath, frowned and said: "Even if you have connections, you can't sell this technology over there."

"Even if they sell it, I have no intention of buying it."

"What are your plans?"

"Just copy it."

"Hiss, is this considered infringement?"

Li Yunfei was surprised when he heard what Mr. He said. He asked, "Has the Eagle Sauce been patented in our country?"

Applying for a patent does not require any responsibility. You just need to submit your own technical information and reach the level required for applying for a patent.

It’s just that with this kind of desert camouflage paint, let alone in the Rabbits, even in the United States, they would never submit technical information to the Patent Office!

He was speechless when he heard this, and could only say: "That makes sense!"

"Mr. He, besides, the old Buddha has already paid the patent fee for my technology. If I give it again now, I dare to give it, and they won't dare to ask for it!"

Li Yunfei went online and directly looked up the Eagle Sauce's desert camouflage paint scheme.

You know what, it is worthy of being the beacon of the free world. They have more than a dozen kinds of desert camouflage paint schemes, with subtle differences in different regions and countries.

Finally, he took a liking to the desert camouflage paint on the six-pointed star equipment provided by the Eagle Sauce Support Team, and then printed it out and gave it to the master craftsman in the factory to imitate it.

After all, this is the best of the best, so it must be good.

Once this paint job is developed, it is no longer high-tech.

The master craftsmen at the Warwick factory quickly achieved a perfect 1:1 reproduction, and this paint job instantly attracted the attention of Sinwal and others.

"My dear friend, your paint scheme looks familiar to me."

"Yes, it's the Eagle Sauce's desert camouflage paint. My friends, are you satisfied with the effect?" Li Yunfei asked with a smile.

Xinwal nodded excitedly. In fact, he wanted this effect but was too embarrassed to say it out loud.

When the desert camouflage version of the three-wheeled vehicle began to be tested on the test field, the vehicle quickly attracted the attention of the audience in the live broadcast room.

(End of this chapter)