Dragoon fighter

Lin Mo and Qi Fei were different. No matter how big the trouble was, the country was behind it.

Even if a fighter jet worth nearly 100 million US dollars was damaged, the military would just issue a note and replace it without blinking an eyebrow.

Ordinary people's hard work and hard work for a lifetime are not worth the loss of high-tech military equipment that is scrapped in the blink of an eye.

Qi Fei, who works independently, is different. Although the extra profit is his own, every loss is also his own, and he doesn't even have a place to seek reimbursement. \u003cAs a hobby, the fact that Peay became the captain who led Lin Mo in the first place is enough to illustrate her obsession.

"Good news?" Lin Mo then realized that Qi Fei had a smile on his face, as if he was happy as if he had made a big deal. \u003cpeay's performance was an unprecedented success. Not only did it not mess up, it also signed letters of intent for cooperation with six companies. "\u003cpeayThe performers instead gave them warm applause, as if Lin Mo had given them a wonderful fighting performance.

Although the scene was a mess, I didn't know what the Americans were thinking. Instead of being frightened or booing, they cheered.

Perhaps there is more violence hidden in the hearts of Americans. Instead, they treated the changes at the scene as an "Easter egg" performance, surprising everyone. After all, the weapons and fighting at the scene were completely real. Conpeay the purpose of the performance Isn’t it just striving for authenticity?

Heroes saving beauties is a classic that Europeans never tire of. It is an eternal theme in all Hollywood movies and TV dramas. Old Americans have recognized this trick.

When the real battle and the real surreal equipment appeared in front of their eyes, all the audiences and performers who saw it immediately became excited.

The bosses and representatives of several companies who were interested in cooperation also saw the unique ingenuity of the Yingyuehe Design Center. Although the female boss was taken away and there was no news, it did not prevent them from delivering information to the Yingyuehe employees. An olive branch of intention to cooperate.

After contacting the company personnel who were still in Luoshanfan, Qi Fei was overjoyed after hearing the news. The money earned in China is RMB, and the money earned in the United States is green dollars, and with China's low labor costs, the profits are definitely higher than those in the United States. Peers earn more.

"And Father Will, whom we met yesterday, still has a business to give to us, Ying Yuehe. After all, if it weren't for you, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to take on such a big business. I would really make a lot of money."

Not only that, Qi Fei also unexpectedly received a call this morning. It turned out to be the priest of the church opposite the hotel who asked her for business cooperation.

Oh my God, I picked it up for free.

Qi Fei never expected that her unintentional business card would bring her another piece of business, which was extraordinary.

The business in the religious industry is neither easy to earn nor easy to earn, and the threshold is too high to get into. Religious propaganda involving faith has always been very taboo with outside commercial companies. Even if they are hired occasionally, choose The standards are also extremely strict, and I am afraid that if something goes wrong, the impact will be extremely bad.

But once this opening is opened, it means that the entire religious world recognizes it, and the orders mean a steady stream.

Maybe it was a good thing, but Lin Mo had been unlucky for a few days and luck suddenly found Qi Fei. Her business was very smooth, and it seemed to be a new turning point.

If given the choice at that time, Qi Fei would still stand by Lin Mo's side without hesitation, even if there was no benefit at all.

After receiving a call from Father Will of the Catholic Church, Qi Fei began to consider whether to set up a branch in the United States. Contacting business specifically would be the first step to internationalize Chinese local companies.

International design company, thinking about this awesome name will probably make you laugh in your dreams.

Design companies rely on intelligence to make a living, and have huge profit margins. As long as they have the opportunity, they will develop very fast.

"Okay! Congratulations."

Lin Mo didn't expect that this might be the special care of the goddess of luck.

When God closes one door, he will open another for you.

"What, do you have any ideas to help me work together? How about we share half of the money you earn?" Until now, Qi Fei has not forgotten to poach the socialist corner. In other words, this description is really apt.

"No, no, I still have things I like to do. I'm not good at what you're doing. Let me go and let me do my professional things, such as eating, killing people and so on." Lin Mo said He waved his hand and put the giant sword on his shoulder. The hotel security guard looked at this monster with fear. This humanoid tank would not break the floor again.

"Do you want me to inject some capital? If you expand your international business, your company will definitely be short of money for expansion."

Lin Mo continued, saying that this time he had greatly appreciated Qi Fei's favor, and he had to repay her a little, otherwise he would really be sorry for her being so uncomplaining.

"Okay, how much can you get?" What Qi Fei cares about is not money, but other motives.

"Well, 30 million yuan? How about it?" Lin Mo calculated it. In addition to paying the bill for the latest batch of "Monster", he still had 30 million yuan in cash on hand to use, but there were about 50 million yuan in it. One million is the gold dragon's ration this year.

Anyway, the guy with the gold coin is not here, and Lin Mo's black-hearted public funds were used for private purposes.

"You have so many? Didn't you steal them?"

Qi Fei couldn't help but widen his eyes. Could this guy, the pilot, fly a space shuttle? Being a pilot will make you rich all of a sudden.

She had worked hard until now, and the net assets of the entire Yingyuehe Design Center were only nearly 10 million yuan. Lin Mo's statement was 30 million yuan, which was beyond her expectation.

"Well, I don't have that much cash with me now, but I will have it soon." Lin Mo turned his head and saw outside the glass wall of the lobby, showing his white teeth. He sneered a few times, carrying the giant sword, and getting closer and closer under his feet. rushed out.

"Yes, yes, Miss Eniko, I will definitely find a way. Please help me delay it a little longer. I will treat you to coffee when I have time. Thank you very much. You are such a considerate sweetheart."

Mitch Friedman, director of Lockheed Operations, anxiously answered the call from headquarters. Another question was issued, which made Mitch Friedman very anxious and angry when there was no progress.

Things went wrong again and again in 'Laboratory 41'. Although the security department could not escape the blame, the person in charge was responsible for everything. In the end, it was the operations department that was unlucky. They were directly put on the fire and grilled, unable to survive or die.

They must be responsible for finding out the problem and wiping the Ministry of Security's butt. Although the salary is generous, it is still a department that cannot be left behind. Who is to say that only they have the power to act externally? If something goes wrong, who else can they turn to? , reconnaissance, and revenge are all their jobs.

In recent times, the Operations Division has almost completely turned into a small department under it: the Investigation Division, which has almost mobilized all the troops and even hired many "temporary workers." to trace the whereabouts of "Fenrir" alloy.

"Laboratory 41" has recently lost its combat robot. Isn't this good? It adds fuel to the fire. After one wave, another wave breaks out, which makes Mickey and Friedman very worried.

Mitch Friedman said to his secretary Michelle Wayne: "You guys think of a way, Michelle, can you look for a more familiar way and tell them that money is not a problem, as long as you can find 'Fenri' We can pay any price for your whereabouts."

Subconsciously, Mitch Friedman still believed that Lin Mo knew the whereabouts of "Fenrir". Lockheed was just an arms dealer after all, and intelligence collection would always be a little slower. But just by being a little slower, things had completely changed. Looks like.

In addition, due to the special official status of the other party and the lack of cooperation with the CIA, it is impossible for Lockheed to do whatever they want. Several of the men who intercepted the guy outside the hotel two days ago have now been arrested by the CIA and sent to jail. , even Mitch Friedman received a stern warning, which made Lockheed even more restrained.

Until now, not even the CIA knows that the Chinese who almost sent the "Fenrir" alloy back to the country were intercepted on the way. In the end, the bamboo basket was in vain, and the work was in vain, and nothing was left. benefit.

"Boss, look, that guy is from that hotel." Michelle Wayne suddenly turned pale and pointed in the direction of the hotel door, and suddenly shouted, "Then, that guy is here, my God, his hand What's in there?" His eyes almost popped out of his head, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying.

"Huh? God!" Mitch Friedman suddenly saw the guy they were planning to come out of the hotel door and come straight towards them. When he saw the guy in his hand clearly, he immediately realized that they were close to The hotel entrance is less than fifty meters away.

"Run!"

I don’t know which guy yelled wildly. Everyone saw clearly the giant sword in that guy’s hand, and they were all frightened out of their wits. That guy came to take revenge. God, if such a huge sword cuts on the body, it would still be terrible. Cutting people into flying pieces of flesh in no time.

Although there is no shortage of desperadoes in Lockheed Operations, they don't want to die so quickly.

"Want to run? It's not that easy."

Lin Mo sneered, and began to wave the giant sword in his hand with one hand to stir up the air. Although he did not have enough fighting spirit, he still knew a few tricks.