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Chapter 218 Director, I still like your previous rebellious look
Zelishenko said angrily: "You have taken away our large state-owned enterprises, mineral resources, and tariffs for decades to come."

"Levin, tell me, what else do you want? Do you want us to give you the land as well?"

"Well, Commander-in-Chief, let's make a deal. The aid you can't repay will become the rent for renting your black land."

"Of course, if possible, we would like to choose a place by the sea." Levin said with a smile.

"Shameless!"

"Oh, dear commander-in-chief, please don't say that. It will hurt our friendship."

"So do you still want this 4 billion US dollars in aid?"

"Yes, we must get that batch of goods within half a month, otherwise, don't blame us for not paying you!" Zelishenko cursed and hung up the phone first.

Levin listened to the beeping sound on the phone, shrugged his shoulders, and put down the phone with a smile.

The secretary next to him couldn't help but ask, "Are we being too hurtful to him by saying this?"

"Hurt him? Tsk."

"But what's the point of us having those lands and ports?"

Levin took advantage of the situation and hugged his female secretary, touching her all over, and said with a smile: "Of course it is very useful. Agriculture is the ballast stone of international trade."

"Whoever controls agriculture has absolute say. Besides, who says black soil is useless?"

"If those six-pointed stars can't stay in the Middle East anymore and want to move to another place, then Ermao's land is definitely a very tempting choice for them."

"When we sell the land to them, it will be worth more than 4 billion US dollars."

He touched the female secretary until her body became limp, her face flushed, and her eyes were as clear as autumn water, and then he let her go.

Then he carefully smelled his wet right hand which had a slight smell of the sea, and smiled with satisfaction.

After the female secretary trotted away, Levin rubbed his brows, picked up the phone again and dialed Li Yunfei's number.

"My dear Director Li, you are still awake?"

When Li Yunfei heard the question, he immediately perked up and alarm bells rang in his heart.

This guy called me in the middle of the night. He definitely had no business to do so.

"Levin, there is a time difference between us. It's not night yet here, but why haven't you slept yet?"

Levin smiled and said, "Of course it's important, Li, I'm afraid the contract between us needs to be revised."

"Thank you. If you unilaterally tear up the contract, the 30% deposit will not be refunded."

"No, no, no, we're not asking for a return. We're asking for an additional order. We've thought about it carefully."

"Forty thousand are not enough. We need to order another two hundred thousand. Is that okay?"

Li Yunfei listened to his words and subconsciously asked: "Levin, why are you buying so much? Are you really planning to go to war with the Lone Star Republic?"

"Ahem, my dear friend, you think too much. It's just that your products are of good quality and low price."

"This kind of small swarm drone doesn't have high technological content. It's not cost-effective for us to make it ourselves. It's more appropriate to buy it from you." Levin's tone was somewhat sour.

Li Yunfei shrugged and said indifferently: "Two hundred thousand, this number is a bit high, but it's okay."

"You are our major customer. We will definitely deliver the goods on time within three months."

Levin was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then immediately said: "No, no, no, my dear Li."

"Three months is too long. I can only give you half a month. No, I can only give you ten days."

"You are the largest industrial country on the Blue Planet. This order shouldn't be a problem for you, right?"

Li Yunfei listened to the other party's provocation, curled his lips and said, "Two hundred thousand planes, ten days is no problem, but ten days has ten days' price."

"Three thousand dollars per unit is not acceptable. It has to be at least eight thousand dollars to be reasonable!"

"Damn it, you're stealing money!"

"Li, eight thousand US dollars, how can you say that? It's too high. Five thousand US dollars, the highest is five thousand US dollars!" Levin's forehead veins bulged instantly.

He slammed the table and couldn't help cursing. Li Yunfei shrugged his shoulders and said decisively: "Okay, let's make it a deal, five thousand dollars is five thousand dollars."

"After signing the contract, we will definitely deliver the goods on time within ten days."

After the two hung up the phone, they started signing the contract.

To be honest, Li Yunfei's original psychological price was only four thousand US dollars, and eight thousand US dollars was just a high price.

I just didn't expect that the other party would bargain so happily. Five thousand dollars against five thousand dollars, it would be so bad to curse at him.

After signing the contract, he drove to the Equipment Design Bureau without delay to discuss cooperation with the director.

Zhao Zhenghe looked at Li Yunfei and couldn't help asking, "Little Li, you don't come to the temple for no reason."

"During this period, you have been selling your small swarm drones and making a lot of money. Why did you think of looking for me, the director?"

"Uncle, what are you saying? I'm your nephew. I'm fine. Why can't I come to you to reminisce about the past?"

"This is my special supply of Dahongpao. You don't have much here, so I brought you two cans. Don't give them all to others. You can try some too." Li Yunfei said with a smile on his face.

"So are you really okay today?"

"No, uncle, I have something to ask for your help." Li Yunfei sat down and went straight to the point.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

"OEM, help me produce a batch of small swarm drones. The Eagles are in urgent need. I need 200,000 of them within ten days."

"Our factory's daily production capacity is currently only 2,000, and other production lines are being set up. I've been thinking about it."

"We have the OEM capability here, and no one else except you. Uncle, just tell me if you can help us." Li Yunfei explained everything in detail.

Zhao Zhenghe put down the document in his hand in surprise and asked in shock: "Why does Eagle suddenly need so many small swarm drones?"

"Two hundred thousand. Could it be that they want to go to war with the Lone Star Republic?"

Li Yunfei shrugged and said helplessly: "I think so too, but they denied it."

"The reason given to me was that our small swarm drones are good quality and cheap. I think they just don't have the technology."

"Uncle, please tell me if you can help me."

Zhao Zhenghe knocked on the table and reminded him, "Xiao Li, this is the equipment design bureau, not your foundry."

"The bureau has its own rules. I can't help you with this. The previous double-tailed scorpion drone was also needed in China. What is your small swarm drone?"

"What is that?" Li Yunfei was stunned for a moment, scratched his head and said, "It's 4,000 US dollars."

"How much, how much is one?"

"Four thousand US dollars!" After Li Yunfei said this, he placed the technical drawings of the small swarm drone in front of Zhao Zhenghe.

Zhao Zhenghe looked at the technical drawings in front of him, did a rough calculation in his mind, and said in surprise: "The unit production cost of this thing should not exceed 1500 US dollars, right?"

"That's right. With large-scale production, costs can be further reduced, and all that's saved is profit."

"Hiss, boy, your factory, are you robbing money?"

Li Yunfei said with some dissatisfaction: "Uncle, this is high-tech, ours is high-tech, this is the profit we deserve."

"Just tell me if you can take this job. If not, I'll have to find someone else."

"Yes, of course. If you have such a good thing in the future, think more about your uncle."

"You are not the head of the household, so you don't know how expensive firewood, rice, oil and salt are. Our bureau is also in a difficult situation!" Zhao Zhenghe said with a smile on his face.

The two discussed the details of the OEM and then signed the OEM contract.

Lin Yunfei took the contract and before leaving, he looked at his uncle who was smiling, and couldn't help but turned back and said, "Director, I still like your unruly look before."

"I say, kid, are you itching for trouble?" Zhao Zhenghe said with a smile and scolded, pretending to stand up and chase after someone.

(End of this chapter)