City: I'm Really Not Rich

Maoqiu Country, North Bear Shipyard Headquarters.

The old Rex and the chairman of the North Bear Shipyard, Rokkowski, sat at the table and chatted happily.

"I didn't expect that Benjamin's trip to the Empire this time would have such a big harvest. Not only did our Rex Arms Factory gain complete freedom, but he also brought you such a big business."

"Imperial people have money. Toro Shipyard built a shipyard in the Empire a few years ago, but it didn't make any less money. We don't have that much ambition.

Rokkowski said with a smile.

Old Rex pretended that he didn't hear the sourness in his words, 09 This **** doesn't want to go to the empire to make money.

Completely incapable of that.

The merchants of the empire are not easy to deal with either.

boom--

The room door was suddenly pushed open.

Benjamin pushed the door open and stormed in, and the snowflakes on his boots immediately turned into a pool of water in the heated room.

He took off his cloak and handed it to the waiter next to him, strode up to the table, and drank a bowl of soup first, before exhaling a sigh of relief and smiling.

"Dad, Uncle Rove, I'm back."

"Benjamin, you are too rude, why didn't you knock on the door when you came in?"

Old Rex frowned.

Rokkowski raised his hand indifferently.

"It's okay, sit down and eat something warm, and tell Uncle Rove what you have gained in the empire this time.

Benjamin was indeed starving too. He took out the documents from his carry-on bag and handed them to Rokkowski, and began to eat.

Rokkowski excitedly opened the document. The first page was the order for the thirty 100,000-ton cargo ships. He immediately smiled, but on the last page, the smile suddenly froze on his face.

"Benjamin, what do they mean?"

"Arranging for us to cooperate with the Empire's Bianhai No. 1 Shipyard, and to let their people participate in the construction of 100,000-ton cargo ships, is simply trying to steal our technology, and I can't agree!"

He threw the document on the table with a snap.

Benjamin raised his head from the butter matsutake and glanced at Rokkowski unhurriedly.

"If you don't agree, what are you going to do?"

"What Mr. Zhang needs is that you complete this order within a year. With the strength of Beixiong Shipyard, I am afraid it will be difficult to do so. 35

"Then we can't disclose the technology to others. Now the market share is not much, and if there is another shipyard to grab it, how can we survive?"

"We can build five a year, if I put in a little more and have workers working around the clock, maybe ten. I can outsource the remaining twenty to Toro and Hebrew. ."

"Although 150 won't make any money, they themselves have the technology of 100,000-ton cargo ships, and we won't lose anything."

Rokkowski gritted his teeth.

Benjamin let out a snort, and immediately raised his head and laughed.

"Uncle Rove, I really didn't expect you to be so short-sighted. You would rather help your enemies than help your allies. Do you think the global ship market is more divided between three companies or two companies? ?

Rokkowski was stunned, as if he didn't quite understand what Benjamin meant.

But old Rex's eyes really lit up.

"Benjamin, do you think this imperial shipyard has the ability to change the pattern of the world ship market?"