In 1978, I was admitted to Harbin Institute of Technology

Chapter 404 The Guilt of a Wealthy Resident: Xie Wei is so concerned about our national defense and security, yet I actually suspect he wants my US dollars.

As a result, the price of the $9 million ammunition stockpile will drop significantly.

This is not what Xie Wei wanted to see.

Even if he temporarily raised the price of the YH-150 rocket to $12, compared to the $13 price of the YH-300, each rocket would be $2.5 less. With 25 times the base price and 1800 rockets, that's a difference of $2.34 million.

Unfortunately, he could no longer fool the other party.

Who the hell said that rich people are stupid?
For Wu Lijun and Ge Jianjun, the $2.34 million shortfall was not a problem—after all, the additional ammunition was all extra, totaling $6.66 million.

Adding to the original 9.7 million, the total business handled by Poly exceeded 16 billion US dollars.

It far exceeded our expectations.

"Alright, you decide whether to directly replace the ammunition transport vehicles and loading vehicles, or to add more. Let's discuss this with General Manager Wu and Director Ge."

Xie Wei was somewhat disappointed.

Even if you include the ammunition for sniper grenades, there won't be many.

Since you've placed so many orders for rockets, I might as well do you a favor: "Since you've increased your rocket orders so much, I'll just give you five loads of LG-40 sniper grenade ammunition as a bonus..."

"Director Xie!"

Upon hearing that Xie Wei had directly gifted them grenade ammunition, Wu Lijun and Ge Jianjun immediately became anxious.

What a prodigal son!

This is no way to squander money.

The LG-40mm sniper grenade launcher, like long-range rocket artillery and tactical missiles, is a new type of weapon. It is not included in the ammunition allocation standards of the troops. It is formulated according to Xie Wei's instructions. This is why a single load of the LG-300 long-range rocket artillery can only fire one salvo, while the 122mm rocket artillery of the troops is required to fire four salvos per load.

The LG-40 has a base load of 30 rounds of ammunition, which is roughly the amount a sniper grenade launcher can carry after taking on other equipment.

Five base loads of 150 rounds each, and they purchased 3000 of them, plus 600 donated by Xie Wei, for a total of 3600 sniper grenades, with a total ammunition quantity of 540000 rounds. Calculated at a price of $68 per 40mm grenade, the total value is as high as $3672 million!
They just gave it away like that?

This is outrageous!
"Gentlemen, don't say you consider me a friend. I just want your US dollars! Although we are short of foreign exchange and money, we absolutely do not resort to tricks and deception! The donation of nearly $4000 million in weapons and ammunition is my sincerity as a friend... You two talk!"

This was said to Farahleman.

As he spoke, a deep sense of disappointment appeared on Xie Wei's face.

This made Farahleman feel extremely guilty—he had said the wrong thing and disappointed his Chinese friend Xie Wei, who was even younger than him.

"Thank you, I didn't mean that..."

Farahleman spoke up quickly.

Unfortunately, Xie Wei had already left the negotiation room.

"Gentlemen, it's getting late. Let's discuss the specific contract details. Once we've finalized them, we'll prepare them tonight so as not to disrupt your schedule."

Ge Jianjun's smile was gone.

This deepened Farahleman's guilt: Look! What a good friend Shewe is! He is so concerned about their national defense and security, and he doesn't hesitate to show off his most advanced weapons to people whose countries have not even established diplomatic relations with each other!
What kind of spirit is this?
This is true internationalism!
A selfless dedication to the national defense and security of the country, regardless of personal future!
I can't believe I said such hurtful things.

As a result, all subsequent negotiations went smoothly. As long as the Chinese side made a proposal, Farahleman and Garcia Abdullah, among others, indicated that there was no problem.

Even so, after everything was settled, it was still 1:30 a.m.

"We need to go back and draft the specific contract as soon as possible, lest something go wrong. Although the transaction amount is huge, as Director Xie Wei said, it's not safe until the money is in our pockets."

After leaving the Northern Building, Ge Jianjun, looking exhausted, said in a deep voice.

If the money isn't in place, even if a contract is signed, it's all for nothing.

This is a military equipment contract, and if one party breaches it, there is no other recourse but condemnation.

"Director Ge, isn't it said that wealthy people usually work very short hours?"

Wu Lijun looked puzzled.

Before coming, he did a lot of preparation and had a thorough understanding of the personalities of wealthy people.

"This concerns their national security!"

Ge Jianjun said, "If it were us, and national interests were involved, who would dare to be careless?"

"If it weren't for Xie Wei, this wouldn't have been possible. Even when discussing the Dongfeng missile, they wouldn't have stayed up this late."

Throughout the negotiations, Liu Debao, who had been dozing off with his eyes open, said disdainfully, "Do you think Xie Wei left because he was really angry? If it were you, would you be so reckless?"

"what?"

The two were immediately stunned.

"Drip~"

While the group was still in a daze, a sudden soft horn blared, startling them.

"You haven't gone back yet?"

Liu Debao was surprised to see Xie Wei.

"Waiting for the results."

Xie Wei gestured for the group to get into the car. "They haven't caused any more trouble, have they?"

"No. After you left, their attitude changed a lot. They had almost no complaints, except that they needed a lot of technical support personnel. It seemed like they wanted to leave maintenance and operation to our people..."

Wu Lijun began to speak.

"They have never given up on seeking our military presence there, hoping we will protect them..."

Xie Wei had a big smile on his face.

"Huh? We spent so much money to buy these weapons and equipment just so that the exporting country would send troops to protect their national defense? Are you kidding me!"

Wu Lijun was completely stunned.

I've never even heard of such a thing.

Who would dare to hand over their country's defense and security to another country? Wouldn't that be putting themselves on someone else's chopping block and making them easy prey?

"You'll get used to it after you get to know them better. They're different from other countries. For resource-rich, wealthy countries with little ambition among their citizens, having a powerful nation station troops there is the wisest choice."

Xie Wei explained to Wu Lijun with a smile.

The wisdom of the wealthy far surpasses that of any other country in the Middle East.

This is also why they, despite their wealth, have remained as stable as a rock in the chaotic Middle East.

Everyone says they're rich but foolish.

Those who genuinely believe that wealthy people are foolish are the truly foolish ones.

"..."

Wu Lijun was stunned and completely speechless.

"Alright, let's hurry back and have some late-night snacks in the cafeteria. Let's prepare the contract tonight. The people from CATIC will be here tomorrow, so negotiating shouldn't be too difficult."

Xie Wei said as he drove.

"Mr. Xie, I don't quite understand why you directly donated more than $4000 million worth of weapons and ammunition."

Ge Jianjun eventually raised his own questions.

What a waste!

$4000 million—that's enough to upgrade many of the school's labs.

"Actually, you don't have to give it away as a gift."

Xie Wei knew that everyone had objections to this, so to avoid having to explain to leaders like Long Yaohua in person, he simply stated the reason: "According to my previous plan, I intended to donate an entire brigade's rocket launchers and sniper grenades along with all the ammunition... Compared to the huge order of over $45 billion, $4000 million is less than 1%... Doesn't that make it much easier to accept?"

Less than 1%!

Upon closer reflection, it really makes sense.

"The formidable firepower of this batch of weapons is undeniable. For a well-trained army, the sniper grenade, now reduced to 13.7 kilograms, isn't heavy. But for the pampered soldiers from wealthy families, it's still too heavy... Let alone fighting, carrying it for even a few minutes of training would leave them exhausted..."

"So, the end user of these weapons won't be a large family's military?"

Wu Lijun felt that he had vaguely grasped the key information in Xie Wei's words.

"No, they will keep a large portion of it, and the rest will be provided to allies who can help them fight... and those are our traditional customers!"

"Pharaoh?"

Liu Debao exclaimed in surprise, "They're incredibly unreliable! They said they'd buy our tanks and even wanted the production technology, but then nothing happened..." In his opinion, Pharaoh was unreliable.

"Whether they make the purchases or not is not important. What's important is that our equipment gets real combat experience on the battlefield! Do you really think that big spenders know nothing and just listen to my hype to purchase such a large amount of equipment?"

"what?"

The crowd was even more puzzled.

Didn't Xie Wei say that these equipment items are unlikely to get a chance to be used in actual combat?
What does this mean now?
"The relationship between the big players and Pakistan isn't bad... Do you believe I don't know anything about the situation at the cemetery?"

Xie Wei's question left everyone speechless.

Nobody considered these aspects.

They didn't connect these seemingly unrelated things together.

It's just a simple arms trade.

"Does the higher-ups know?"

Liu Debao's voice was somewhat hoarse.

"If you didn't know, do you really think this matter could be negotiated? We've arrived!"

Xie Wei drove the car directly to the entrance of the No. 1 Canteen. The lights were still on, and there were still busy figures inside. There were also many people having late-night snacks in the restaurant.

"Why are there still so many people in the cafeteria so late?"

This was Wu Lijun's first time visiting the cafeteria at Harbin Institute of Technology.

"Besides the library, this is the busiest place at night... Many researchers are so busy they don't have time to eat, so the cafeteria is open 24 hours a day..."

Liu Debao explained smugly.

Although it was Xie Wei who proposed it, he, as the Party Secretary, was in charge of this matter.

"No wonder you've developed faster than other organizations!"

Looking at the crowded canteen, Wu Lijun couldn't help but murmur with emotion.

It's 2 a.m.!
"Working so hard that you forget to eat and sleep"—isn't that just a short while?

More importantly, Harbin Institute of Technology also has very comprehensive logistical support.

"Drink?"

Liu Debao asked Xie Wei.

Xie Wei shook his head, "No, I have to go back to be with my wife, she's pregnant!"

Xie Wei doesn't like alcohol to begin with, and he only drinks with Du Guowang and others occasionally. He tries to avoid drinking whenever possible.

"Director Xie got married?"

Wu Lijun was stunned. "When did this happen? How come there's been no news about it at all?"

He couldn't help but curse himself inwardly, realizing he hadn't paid enough attention to it.

If I had known about Xie Wei's marriage earlier, I could have taken the opportunity to send him a gift, eased the tension, and made things much easier.

"We got our marriage certificate last year, and we didn't invite anyone..."

Liu Debao was initially quite pleased with himself, after all, Mo Lingyu had invited them. But when Xie Wei stared at him with a half-smile, he immediately remembered that Xie Wei had said he would charge each person ten yuan as a gift...

Where can I find the money?
Liu Debao only breathed a sigh of relief after Xie Wei stepped on the gas and drove away, until even the taillights were out of sight.

"Alright, hurry up and eat something, then get the contract done."

Xie Wei frowned when he saw the lights were still on inside the house before he even reached the gate of the yard.

"Still not asleep?"

Mo Lingyu sat at her desk in a daze, and Xie Wei walked up behind her without her noticing.

"You're back? I've left some food for you in the pot, I'll go get it for you..."

Coming to her senses, Mo Lingyu forced a smile and got up to serve Xie Wei his meal.

"You've already eaten, so you're not hungry. Go lie down in bed, I'm going to wash up..."

Xie Wei regretted it as soon as he said it.

That's a statement that could easily be misunderstood.

Especially for someone like Mo Lingyu, a highly educated and serious woman who appears serious and intellectual in public, when she returns home...

"Good~"

Mo Lingyu nodded and answered softly, then walked towards the bed.

There was absolutely no sign of them forcibly requisitioning grain just because of some grammatical error in Xie Wei's words, as they had done before.

Something is wrong!
"No matter what happens, you must remember that you are now a wife and soon a mother of two. I'm here for you!"

Xie Wei put his arm around Mo Lingyu, not asking her what had happened, but telling her that he would take care of everything.

"fine."

Mo Lingyu said hurriedly.

That means something must have happened.

"Go to sleep. It's getting late."

Xie Wei didn't press Mo Lingyu about what had happened; asking wouldn't yield any results. This woman was too strong-willed. From the moment she entered the experimental class and couldn't beat him in the exam, she was determined to run for class monitor but only became vice-monitor, and then she started plotting to pin him down...

And then, she succeeded.

But this is the reaction I'm seeing now.

Xie Wei only fell asleep after hearing Mo Lingyu's soft snoring.

The next morning, Mo Lingyu refused to go to school with Xie Wei again. When she arrived at the school gate, she met Xie Rou, who was carrying breakfast.

"Nothing seems out of the ordinary."

Xie Rou stared with her big, round eyes, looking completely bewildered.

"Fine! Asking you is pointless."

Aside from asking Xie Rou about professional knowledge, it's pointless to ask her anything else; Xie Rou never cares about anything that seems trivial to her.

Xie Wei didn't have time to meet the people from AVIC who were about to arrive.

Anyway, the negotiations are basically going well, so whether he goes or not isn't that important; in fact, it might be better if he doesn't go.

He went straight to the staff residential area to find Chen Wei.

When Xie Wei knocked on the door, Chen Wei was wearing an apron and making breakfast, while her husband was standing by the table with a ruler, watching their son do his homework.

"Squad leader, what brings you here?"

Chen Wei, who was wearing an apron, was quite surprised.

Xie Wei looked at Chen Wei's husband, Feng Guoping, who was sitting in the room with a gloomy face, watching over their son as he did his homework. He couldn't help but ask with a smile, "Didn't that kid do his homework again last night?"

"Class monitor, come in and sit down. That son of a bitch, Chen Wei worked overtime last night, and I was on the night shift. When I got back, I found that she hadn't done a single word of her homework. Today, their teacher is going to call the parents again... I don't care about being embarrassed, the important thing is that Chen Wei is in your experimental class, and she's a teacher at the school..."

Feng Guoping said angrily.

He was so angry with his son that he cursed both himself and Chen Wei.

Xie Wei was stunned when he heard that Chen Wei was working overtime.

Mo Lingyu said that Chen Wei came to her house to help cook last night...

His son turned to look at Xie Wei, who was standing blankly at the door, and secretly made a face.

"Crack~"

The ruler struck his back heavily.

"Hurry up and do it! I'll deal with you when I get to my day shift!"

"Did you work overtime last night?"

Xie Wei didn't joke with Chen Wei's son as he usually did, but asked seriously.

(End of this chapter)