Siheyuan: I am a trader in both worlds!

Chapter 249 The flight squadron is in full swing

In the end, after much deliberation, Xia Yiyi still did not agree to Ximen Lang's request to provide the Sijiucheng World with 180 aircraft of various types.

It’s not just because there are so many planes all of a sudden, the world of Sijiu City is simply impossible to play.

Even more because
"The J-6 fighter jet was completely discontinued decades ago, in 1984! I'd like to give it to you, but where can I find so many J-6 fighters?"

"But I see that during the annual celebration, the Air Force..."

Seeing that Ximen Lang was actually thinking about those fighter planes, Xia Yiyi quickly interrupted him.

"Don't dare to take advantage of them! Don't dare to take advantage of them! They're crying poor over these heirlooms. If you dare take advantage of them, they'll definitely make trouble for you!"

He directly brought up the glorious tradition of the Air Force, causing Ximen Lang to immediately give up the idea of ​​shooting down these fighter planes.

Xia Yiyi continued.

"Of course, it's not like I can't rebuild the stopped production line. As long as there's money to be made, I can get the stopped production capacity running again in minutes."

"But isn't there an old saying? It's better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish. If I build this, what will you do with yours? By then, one of my planes will be worth two or three of yours, and the quality will be better!"

"When that happens, will you buy from me, or go through the trouble and take the thankless task of producing it yourself?"

It is all about appealing to people’s emotions and moving them with reason.

It was indeed for the development of the world industry in Sijiu City, and he put himself in the shoes of others and made Ximen Lang immediately give up the idea of ​​ordering a large number of J-6 fighters from the future.

I know that the reason why Ximen Lang has stayed here until now and has not thought about leaving is that he wants to use this batch of fighter jets to go back and build a big one.

Just take advantage of the situation.

Changing the subject, Xia Yiyi continued.

"As for the CJ-6, which has been selling well until now, I can give you a little more. But I definitely can't do it today! After all, even if it's just for immediate delivery, it takes time. Let's do it tomorrow. By this time tomorrow, I guarantee we'll have it ready."

“100, 100!”

He wanted to put his fingers on Xia Yiyi's face.

Xia Yiyi rolled her eyes and said unhappily.

"Do you think it's a civilian version of a private jet? If you really want a civilian version, I'll call right away and have someone ship it to you! But what you want is the traditional military version of the CJ-6! The production cycle for the handmade version alone is a year and a half."

Feeling that this was a bit too far-fetched, Xia Yiyi changed her words at the last minute.

"Even if it's not entirely handmade, it still takes time, and it's all made to order and based on demand. How can you just say you can get as many as you want?"

Ximen Langxiong was beaten to a pulp without making a sound.

Xia Yiyi then continued.

"Fourteen, that'll give you a squadron. Any more, and we'll have to go through the process and place an order."

"Then I will tonight"

"Go back, or just stay at my place for the night."

"Isn't this bad?"

Seeing that Ximen Lang was still pretending with her, Xia Yiyi, who had already known thoroughly through their conversations that Bai Ling had kicked him out of the house, said with disdain.

"Don't pretend with me. You'll be destined to sleep on the sofa or the floor even if you go back. She'll never let you get into her bed! Just come to my place and I'll let you eat my pussy."

In the world of Sijiu City, I heard that Ximen Lang did not return home all night last night, and he has not returned yet.

After waiting for a whole day, several big names of the special operations team, who could no longer wait, finally gathered in Bai Ling's office.

Then, they were all stunned by how much better Bai Ling looked than ever before. Her complexion was truly rosy and radiant, and she was enjoying everything she ate. Seeing that Ximen Lang had disappeared for the entire day, Bai Ling wasn't at all worried; she even hummed a little tune.

He crossed his legs and started eating and drinking.

Unable to believe his eyes, Hao Pingchuan, who had just entered the room, quickly retreated.

Under the puzzled gazes of Lao Luo, Director Wang, and Li Huaide, it seemed as if it were really happening, and they stared at it for a long time.

Then, he returned to the crowd again, his face flushed as he uttered a few words.

"It's Bai Ling's office, we're not in the wrong place."

He looked so serious that Lao Luo was so angry that he wanted to strangle him to death!
Even Bai Ling was speechless by her old comrade and didn't know what to say.

I'm too lazy to bother with this weird guy.

There was no longer any regard for this guy who only brought shame upon himself.

He warmly invited Lao Luo and others who came with him to sit down.

While serving bowls and chopsticks to a few people, Bai Ling greeted them.

"You guys came by chance. I just didn't feel like going to the cafeteria today and was thinking of improving the food, so you guys just happened to come."

"Come on, try it. Try this beef that guy always talks about, saying you'd be missing out if you didn't. How does it taste? Is it really as good as he says?"

When I heard that this beef was mentioned by Ximen Lang every day, it was obvious that there was a story behind it.

It would be inappropriate for Lao Luo to ask about the relationship between the young couple right away, so he continued.

"If Alang can talk about it every day, then I have to taste it. It would be a loss if I don't eat it. What does this mean? I don't quite understand."

"Hey, someone over there owes them money, and they can't pay it back. Well, they can just use beef to pay off the debt. The price of beef, which was originally forty or fifty, has suddenly dropped to just under twenty!"

"Here, it's only a little over 2 yuan per pound! He loves to join in the fun, so he ended up buying over pounds. The refrigerator is almost full! When he leaves, he'll take several pounds back with him, and there won't be enough space for the things he saved."

After all this Versailles talk, Lao Luo and the others really didn't know what to say.

Just as he was sighing, Hao Pingchuan, who couldn't even stop eating, had a clear yet stupid look in his eyes, and asked again in a silly and cute way.

"Cows are an important means of production. Even if there were ten of me, we couldn't plow as much land as one cow! They kill all the cows for meat, so how can we plow the land and grow crops?"

Everyone who said this looked at him with disgust.

"Did I say something wrong again? Okay, okay, I'll shut up, I'll shut up, I won't say anything."

Finally, Hao Pingchuan shut up.

After picking up a few more pieces of beef, Lao Luo finally lost his patience and started asking.

"I heard that Alang didn't come home last night and hasn't come back yet. Is he okay?"

"He's neither thirsty nor hungry, and he has people to serve him. What could possibly happen to him?"

"He's fine, what about you? Are you okay?"

"I'm even finer now, don't worry. Besides, he should be back soon, with a lot of supplies."

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, Ximen Lang's noisy voice was heard outside.

"Ling'er, Ling'er, come quickly and pay your respects to me, your great hero!"

(End of this chapter)