What does it mean to get a perfect score on the college entrance exam but then go missing?

"quantity?"

Qin Ze was in a bit of a dilemma.

to be frank.

This stuff doesn't make much money; you can only succeed by selling in large quantities.

So he used flattery and soothing words.

"That's right, Your Highness."

"You bringing back a few dozen is really not much."

"Because these things need to be deployed in a coordinated manner, the more units there are, the stronger their networking capabilities, and the greater their combat effectiveness..."

"No! The stronger the protection capability, the better."

"..."

Before Qin Ze could finish speaking, the prince suddenly interrupted him.

"You've misunderstood me, Professor Qin. What I meant was, could I have some of them all?"

"I'll consider it..."

"When I get back, I'm going to form a Royal Firefighting Air Force Division."

"In that case, there would need to be at least a hundred planes, right?"

Qin Ze was at a loss for a moment?

Sure enough, a tycoon is still a tycoon.

Hundreds of aircraft—that's no small order anywhere.

With this kind of production capacity, even if it were handed over to Xi'an Aircraft Industry Group, it would still take several years to deliver.

Qin Ze then hesitated, saying, "Several hundred aircraft are too many; our production capacity might not be able to keep up..."

"In that case, you can build a few production lines in our country."

"I will cover all the expenses; you only need to provide technical personnel."

"I don't want your technology transfer either; the intellectual property rights are all with you."

"I just want you to deliver the aircraft on time, is that alright?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Ze initially thought it was some very harsh condition.

But upon closer reflection, their request wasn't unreasonable at all.

The big players provide the money and land, while I only need to contribute the technology, and the intellectual property rights of the technology are not transferred.

The big dog only needs the airplanes produced.

It's a great deal no matter how you look at it.

After considering all this, Qin Ze realized he had been careless.

He always looks down on wealthy people with the mindset of a poor person.

Only at the very end did they realize that they had been planning to make an exorbitant demand all along.

From the perspective of those wealthy dog ​​owners, it's just a welfare price.

He's an old clown.

He looked helplessly at the commander beside him: "Is it possible, Commander? Should we agree?"

"Of course I'll say yes! Of course I'll say yes!"

Seeing that Qin Ze wasn't paying attention, Wu Changjiang directly reached out and shook hands with the big dog.

"We'll do as you say. We'll send someone to contact you immediately to discuss the specifics."

This wave alone guarantees a deal worth tens of billions.

Furthermore, an overseas aircraft production line has been established, which will be a continuous source of revenue.

It's possible that half of China's foreign trade revenue will come from this project.

Hesitating for even half a second on such a good thing is disrespectful to oil.

……

The commander's hand and the rich dog's hand were clasped tightly together, shaking each other vigorously.

Xiong Hui and Huang Changyuan exchanged glances, both feeling uneasy.

On what grounds?

The test of the promised project to safeguard people's livelihood.

Our two departments, which are key to ensuring people's livelihood, didn't get any good stuff.

He just grabbed a broken individual rocket launcher tube.

What's the use?

Long-range rockets and aircraft are reserved for foreign dignitaries.

You mean, under normal circumstances, it's one thing for you to let foreign guests fawn over you.

The key point is that we invested in this project as angel investors, right?

Going further, the world is vast and boundless; if you hold back, the more you think about it, the angrier you get.

Huang Changyuan mustered his courage and stepped forward: "Commander, this is not fair."

Wu Changjiang was still immersed in joy: "What's wrong?"

"We invested in this project."

Huang Changyuan crossed his arms, his composure completely shattered.

"I don't get anything from the projects I invest in."

"You'll resell it to someone else."

"So you come here to eat, don't order anything, and expect us to pay for it?"

Two sentences, and the commander was stumped.

We were so focused on foreign trade and counting dollars that we forgot about this.

Both logically and emotionally, Director Huang and Captain Xiong are indeed in the right.

Qin Ze initially secured angel investment, which enabled him to launch these projects.

These aircraft and artillery pieces should have been taken over by the meteorological and fire departments.

But never expected.

The big dog intervened and blocked the way.

Seeing that there was profit to be made, he only cared about his own interests and didn't consider the feelings of the fire department and the meteorological department, which was wrong.

but!

But then again...

The US dollar is really tempting, how could I not want it?

As a result, Wu Changjiang became much more amiable.

"Brother, look, we're all comrades who hold key positions in our respective departments."

"Shouldn't we have a broader perspective?"

"We need to look at the long term..."

Huang Changyuan interrupted, saying, "It's precisely because I have a broad perspective that I spoke to you privately."

"If I didn't have a sense of the bigger picture, I would have cursed the rich dog out from the very beginning."

"Why should he reap the benefits of my project?"

Huang Changyuan gasped.

"Brother, calm down. First of all, I admit I've wronged you."

"But then you think about it."

"It's not good for your fire department and meteorology department to use such large-caliber weapons."

"This makes us seem too martial, which makes it easy for others to find fault with us."

Xiong Hui was unhappy about it at the time.

"Who dares to criticize us?"

"I put my box-type civilian support aircraft and fixed-wing civilian support aircraft there."

"Who dares?"

Wu Changjiang: "Brother Xiong, look at you, you're just making things worse, you're not even a firefighter..."

Before he could finish speaking...

Qin Ze stepped forward and stood in the middle, separating the three of them.

"Stop arguing!"

"They're all leaders, don't they have any pride?"

"What kind of behavior is this, shouting like that?"

Wu Changjiang: ? ? ?

Huang Changyuan: ? ? ?

Xiong Hui: ? ? ?

No! Dude!

Do you even have a heart?!

If it weren't for your carelessness in handling things, you wouldn't have sold one batch of goods to two different groups of people.

Do I need to whine about all this here?

Before the leaders could refute him, Qin Ze suddenly changed his tune.

"Don't look at me like that."

"I am not the kind of ungrateful person."

"This project was started by Director Huang and Captain Xiong, so I certainly can't let you leave empty-handed."

He turned his head away.

Qin Ze looked at his project team.

It's unclear when exactly, but the project team has become busy again.

"Jiahao, is the official project ready?"

Zhou Jiahao nodded immediately: "Ready, boss!"

"Okay, let's start the test right away!"

The others were frozen in place.

Only Wu Changjiang raised his left hand to look at his watch.

What the hell?

The test has been going on for almost two hours.

You're telling me the official project hasn't been unveiled yet?

and also!

We've already had rocket launchers and drones, but they're not considered official projects?

"Good heavens, Qin Ze."

Wu Changjiang breathed a sigh of relief.

"What's your official project? Firefighting nuclear weapons?"