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Chapter 232: Sarab: Even if we can’t sell the planes, we can at least sell the production lines, right?

Li Yunfei looked at Michael Robin's live broadcast with a dark face, and couldn't help but ask: "Why are you here? Doesn't he know who I am?"

"Director, this man has a grudge against us. He is the former CEO of Oss Steel Plant." Secretary Zhao Min explained.

"Ah, who is that?"

"Director, you forgot that it was the steel mill that imported the aircraft carrier arresting cables from us and sold them to us at a higher price."

"Later, we set him up and made him lose 4 billion. Afterwards, the Aussteel plant went bankrupt and underwent restructuring. He was kicked out and then went into politics."

"Judging from his attitude, he must be here to seek revenge." Zhao Min said with some concern.

Li Yunfei laughed disdainfully. Just holding those photos, you want to prove me?
If it were that simple, and could prove that I was in the military industry, then Levin would have succeeded long ago.

Levin doesn't mention this matter anymore. Every time he comes, he talks about cooperation. I didn't expect this guy to be serious!
Michael Robin left Tianfu Airport and was still wandering around Longhua Avenue, but he couldn't find the way to Huadun Factory at all.

Li Yunfei was planning to go pick someone up, but before he even set off, his phone number was bombarded with calls.

More than 90% of customers who have previously purchased small swarm drones have developed a keen interest in motorcycle-type aircraft.

After all, the performance announced by the Eagle Sauce this time is really scary.

You can choose not to answer other people's calls, but Saraf from Sarab really ran over and blocked the door.

He looked at Li Yunfei with resentment and complained, "Brother, you have this good thing, why don't you give it to us first?"

"We also want this awesome little plane. The six-pointed stars are getting more and more annoying. We want to blow them up."

Li Yunfei looked at Saraf in surprise and asked, "When did you dare to attack the hexagram?"

"Brother, we don't have the courage to take action, but we still have the determination to destroy them, and it's very strong."

"We don't dare to do it, but we can give it to others. Husseirab and Hamalab will definitely dare to do it." Saraf said embarrassedly.

Li Yunfei was speechless and could only explain helplessly that there was indeed no stock.

The production of these motorcycles and small planes has been fully contracted by Damao in recent times.

The battle damage announced by the Eagle Sauce this time is very exaggerated and should not be taken seriously.

Saraf didn't believe it at all and said bluntly: "Brother, just tell me directly, was Henitsky bombed?"

"Did Eagle Sauce suffer heavy losses in its assistance to Ermao this time?"

"Well, you are right."

"That's fine. We don't have any planes, but can you provide us with a production line?"

"Don't worry, we buy it at a high price and we won't copy it. We will only use it ourselves after we produce it and won't compete with you for the market."

"How about 2 billion US dollars?" Saraf directly gave Li Yunfei a price that he could not refuse.

The technological content of the motorcycle and the small plane itself is not high, but 2 billion US dollars is indeed very tempting.

The most important thing is that Damao did promise that he would not sell the motorcycle or the small plane to anyone else, but he did not say that he would not sell the production line!
Li Yunfei smiled and stretched out his hand, saying, "My Royal Highness, you are a technical expert."

"Two billion dollars is two billion dollars. Let's make a deal. After this is over today, I will select people to help you build a production line."

Saraf immediately smiled happily, and then told the good news to his friends in the Middle East.

For a moment, the entire Middle East became excited, and only the increasingly crazy Hexagram became uneasy.

When the taxi driver in Tianfu learned that Michael Robin was here to cause trouble for Huadun, he instantly switched to anti-American mode and started taking his men on a detour on the overpass.

The journey that was supposed to take an hour took three hours before we finally reached Huadun.

Michael Robin vomited right after he got out of the car. He didn't even enter the Huadun meeting room, and was blocked outside the factory by Li Yunfei.

"Friend, eat some oranges, you will feel much better." Li Yunfei looked at Michael Robin who was vomiting and handed him the remaining half of the orange in his hand.

"Thank you, you are a good man."

"You... damn it, you're the one who made me bankrupt, Li Yunfei, slap him, slap him quickly!"

"This looks like a private enterprise, but it's actually a military factory. I have solid evidence in my hand!" Michael Robin exploded instantly after seeing Li Yunfei's face clearly.

His appearance scared everyone.

Many domestic and foreign reporters watched this scene and frantically pressed the shutter to take pictures.

At this time, domestic reporters have even thought of the news headline: "The dog bites Lu Dongbin, who doesn't know the good man's heart"!
Li Yunfei smiled and asked, "What evidence do you have? Just those two sets of photos?"

"How come you guys are getting worse and worse? In the past, when you beat others, you would at least get a bottle of laundry detergent. Now you don't even have laundry detergent?"

Michael Robin was stunned for a moment. He took out the photos and asked, "It was this small plane that bombed Henitsky."

"You are the ones who sold this small plane to Russia. You are the ones who caused this humanitarian crisis!"

"That's it?"

"Just based on these two photos, do you dare to say that we are a military factory?"

"I've sold a lot of stuff, and a lot of them have been on the battlefield. What does this prove?"

"You use this to slander me. Do you think it's reasonable?"

"Five hundred motorcycles and small planes destroyed thousands of tanks, three thousand armored vehicles, thousands of missiles, and more than one million tons of ammunition. Do you think I'm selling nuclear bombs?" Li Yunfei asked.

Michael Robin was stunned for a moment. When he came, no one told him how to conduct the debate. They just said that there was solid evidence.

This is not my own territory, and the evidence I produced seems to be unconvincing!
Li Yunfei looked at the reporters who were taking photos crazily. He shrugged and said helplessly: "Our motorcycle and small plane have complete export procedures and are legal products."

"If five hundred motorcycles and small planes really blew up so much military supplies, then we accept the incident."

"Everyone heard it, they admitted it, murderers, you are the murderers who bombed Henitsky!"

"Everyone, follow me and seek justice for the innocent souls who died in Henitsky!" Michael Robin shouted loudly. He took out a pen from his pocket and threw it over.

The pen hit Li Yunfei's chest and fell to the ground. The crisp sound made everyone present quiet down.

Li Yunfei patted his chest, stretched his body, and said with a smile: "Everyone saw it. He was the first to make a move."

"Since you don't understand reason, then this factory manager also knows a little bit about fighting, so today's incident is considered a fight!"

When the security captain of Huadun Factory heard what the factory director said, he immediately took his men and rushed towards the people led by Michael Robin.

Today's Huadun Security Team is made up of strong young men who have retired from the army. They are very cooperative in fighting.

Although the other side also had security personnel, two fists were no match for four hands and they were knocked down almost at the first encounter.

The scene was in chaos and it was impossible to tell who started the fight.

Not only the security team, but even the ordinary people around quietly went up and kicked twice, and then retreated back into the crowd.

Saraf was no exception. He followed Li Yunfei and gave Michael Robin a flying kick in the crotch.

When he noticed that some reporters were taking photos, he immediately shouted, "This is a fight. I'll pay for today's medical expenses, I'll pay!"

(End of this chapter)