Dozo America

The first call was from Boeing, and to Zhen Fan’s surprise, it was Raymond Taylor, Vice Chairman, President and CEO of Boeing Commercial Airplanes.☆→ He is also a member of Boeing’s Executive Committee and serves on

Senior executive officer in the Pacific Northwest.

When Zhen Fan heard this name at first, he thought it was his neighbor Raymond Turner in Temecula. After knowing that Raymond Connor emphasized his name again, Zhen Fan finally understood.

He smiled and said, "I'm really sorry, Mr. Taylor, because this is so similar to my neighbor's name, Raymond Turner."

"Really? It's a great honor. I hope this coincidence can bring us a very good start. I also hope that I can bring you the same friendly relationship and trust as a neighbor." Raymond Taylor over there.

Climbing along the pole, "Is it possible for us to have a cup of coffee together? I think this would be a good way for us to communicate. When are you free today? I can be on call at any time."

Zhen Fan said with a smile: "I am admiring the beautiful scenery of Paris by the Seine River. To be honest, this is a beautiful city. You can also enjoy... the performances of street performers. There is even a feeling of enjoying spring, although

It's summer now, but that's how Paris feels to you, with the spring breeze blowing in your face. Of course, except for those brutal shootings." What he said sounded like nonsense. He was originally talking about airplanes, but he brought it up to Paris.

of the Seine.

"Okay...what do you want to express..." Raymond Taylor over there seemed to be a little overwhelmed by Zhen Fan's words. Although he was very good at sales, this way of talking was still the first

Encountered once.

"Tomorrow, I will leave time to you in the morning. I will meet with other customers in the afternoon. You know, I will compare all the customers so that I can determine what I need." Zhen Fan

As if dropping bait, "If two or three long-distance private jets can use Boeing 777s to fly in,

It would be great if it can be modified. I need to fly long distances. From Los Angeles to anywhere in Asia... Of course, you can also give me a better plan. Of course, we also need a few long-distance transport aircraft. Send my

Products are shipped all over the world. My products deserve my own private jet to ship them..."

Obviously, Zhen Fan's words made Raymond Taylor's expression freeze. He was originally a well-looking, mature and stable middle-aged man, but Zhen Fan's words still made his breath stop. Yes, there are few personal things.

Being able to buy so many planes with such a large sum was a big deal, which made him feel like a shark smelling blood. Although he had already received the information, he couldn't help but take a deep breath.

If this business succeeds, it is conservatively estimated to involve more than one billion U.S. dollars. In today's overall slump in the aviation industry, except for wealthy countries like China that can exchange for a large order through politics, generally

How can airlines acquire so many aircraft at once?

Not much. And what is gained through political exchange will also change due to political reasons, and usually the changes will be very big. At that time, it may be a cakewalk. What's more, this is a private jet modification business.

The cost is much higher than that of ordinary civil aviation aircraft.

If the estimate is correct, the latest improved model of Boeing 777 will be converted into a private jet to increase the range. He already has a rough estimate in his mind. The price of a single aircraft will exceed 400 million US dollars. If there are three

Such an aircraft would cost more than 1.2 billion U.S. dollars, plus a large transport aircraft...it's exciting to think about it.

"Okay, Mr. Zhen, tomorrow morning at nine o'clock... I will go to your hotel on time. Thank you very much for listening to me. I believe that we will start a very perfect cooperation." Raymond Taylor tried his best to make himself

The voice was played very steadily, and then the call was hung up.

He is now standing in the lounge of a huge exhibition hall chartered by Boeing Company for the air show. Holding the phone in his hand, he took two deep breaths and began to give orders loudly: "Guys, I don't care about you.

What are you busy with? The people in charge of sales will come over right away, and we will have a meeting here. Stop whatever you are doing, right here, and we will immediately come up with a way, yes, a way, to close a big deal."

Suddenly, the entire Boeing exhibition hall started to jump up and down. Except for the two who stayed to watch the show, the rest of the sales staff immediately entered the lounge, and then saw the solemn-looking CEO Raymond.

De Taylor, he clapped his hands and said loudly: "Guys, let us all stop what we are doing and listen to me... We are facing a very severe test. We have to attract our big customers.

Live, remember, this person...

Fan Zhen, our top rich man in the United States, no one knows how much money he has, but it is none of our business. What we have to do is to let his order fall into our pockets. This is what we will do next.

The problems we are facing...start to use your brains and think about how to impress him and make him become our big customer...I believe that he may want more planes than he said...This is a project

A big business involving more than one billion dollars..."

Raymond Taylor's words made the sales staff below excited. So one by one they started to make suggestions. Some even came up with a honey trap. You know, in order to compete, they can do anything. For millions of dollars

They can kill people, so for a billion dollars, they can shoot missiles at any enemy.

Zhen Fan put away the phone, and then saw Bit and Johnny looking at him in surprise. He couldn't help but shrugged his shoulders and said, "Why are you looking at me like that? What's on my face?" He also touched his cheek with his hand.

.But still looking at these two guys looking at me blankly, I felt quite puzzled.

"Okay, if there's anything, just tell me. Is it because I didn't disclose the matter of buying a plane to you? No, Bit, you always knew that I wanted to buy a plane, and I came with you.

The most important purpose here is to buy a plane, do you understand?" Zhen Fan waved his fingers in front of the two of them a few times.

"I shouldn't have compared myself with you." Bit sighed, and the flesh on his face was trembling slightly. It was obvious that Zhen Fan's words just now really stimulated him, and he was indeed resentful.

He glared at Zhen Fan and said, "Damn you, can't you wait until I bring this joy back to Los Angeles before you talk about this? Oh my god, I'm already a little surprised now

None. You know... I have been in a state of excitement and excitement these past two days. Looking at my plane is like looking at a naked beauty, with a graceful figure, charming curves, God... that

It's simply a masterpiece. But now...well, we can avoid this topic." Obviously, Bit had a feeling that his own beauty had turned into a toad. He really wanted to cry without tears.

"Okay, let's avoid talking about this topic. But Johnny..." Zhen Fan raised his hands in a gesture of surrender and said something to Johnny, but was rudely interrupted by him.

"MD, don't talk to me. If I had a gun, I would shoot you first and then kill myself." Johnny's resentment was worse than Bit, "I thought I would forget that I was about to be unable to support myself.

But you really shouldn’t have revealed the content of the conversation to us like this.”

"Okay, you are jealous." Zhen Fan ignored their emotions, shrugged his shoulders proudly, spread his hands and said, "If I still want to tell you, I plan to build a small airport, and also...

There are professional dispatchers, radar stations, and even professional ground maintenance personnel, pilots, and flight attendants. What expressions will you make?"

"I just want to kill you!" Johnny gritted his teeth.

"Okay, now tell me, how much will this deal cost?" Bit took a breath, and then looked at Zhen Fan, who had slowly calmed down.

"I made an estimate and it's probably about a billion dollars." Zhen Fan said to him, "If you include your own airport and maintenance personnel, I think it should be more than two billion dollars. It doesn't matter...

I can still afford it. But...I still have to buy a few helicopters to transport us from the city to the airport. What bothers me most is why the airport is built in a remote suburb."

"Ah ha -" Johnny suddenly laughed. "You finally asked an idiot question. Why should the airport be built in the suburbs? It's because... we all know this problem, right?" He laughed.

After a moment, he suddenly stopped and looked at Zhen Fan.

At this time, Zhen Fan was looking at him like he was an idiot, so Johnny rubbed his nose and said, "You said that on purpose, right? You're showing your sense of humor, right? Damn it...

...I became a fool again." He looked at Zhen Fan with some frustration, "I knew you were rich, but I didn't expect you to be so rich."

"It seems that in Paris... we can't find that leisurely feeling. We can't find that wonderful sense of satisfaction after having a lover." Bit also sighed deliberately, "You know, I am putting my

I used the plane as my lover. I made a special trip to Paris, France, just to have a romantic date with my lover. Now it seems that everything has been ruined by your sinful money. This is a kind of sadness, the sadness of money!"

"Okay, Bit, although Paris is the capital of art, your exclamations are not up to the level of popular poetry. Let's go, let's go see the Arc de Triomphe and the Eiffel Tower..." Zhen Fan was too lazy to talk to the two sour guys.

Having said that, he stood up. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novels are better and updated faster!