Rebirth of the 1980s: The Military Industry Empire

"Qin, you're so young, but the things you do are always surprising," Secretary Song said with a smile. "I originally thought you were just a genius in military industry, but I didn't expect you to be so good at foreign trade."

"Reporting to the leader, I only intended to promote air guns at the time, and then I met some friends I knew from hunting. I didn't expect their backgrounds to be so strong. This time, being able to export and earn foreign exchange is also a pleasant surprise. I don't dare to take credit for it."

"Since when did you become so modest? It seems the sun has risen in the west today!" Secretary Song said with a smile, "The old leaders have heard about today's matter and are very satisfied with you. They even praised you a few times. You need to handle this next matter well too. Come on, tell me, what are your plans for the reception?"

"First, a visit to our factory to see our factory's products..."

After narrating the entire process, Secretary Song offered a few small suggestions, and it was considered roughly finalized.

"In that case, the reception standards on our side don't need to be too high for now. During the relocation of your factory, Old Dong did a lot of work. Now, let Old Dong accompany them." Secretary Song made the decision.

October 1st, National Day, people all over the country were celebrating, but a few were also busy working.

October 2nd, Capital International Airport, several bearded men stepped off the plane. Qin Yang, like the other reception staff, stood in the arrival area waiting, holding a large sign.

Seeing the tall, thin man walking over, a smile appeared on Qin Yang's face: "Alwaleed, my friend, thank you for your hospitality last time. This time, I will do my best to be a good host."

"Of course," Alwaleed said with a smile. "Qin, my friend, let me introduce you. This is my father, Liddha."

"Mr. Liddha, welcome to the East. Our Lion brand air guns have a new model. I hope you will like them. Let's get in the car first."

Qin Yang led the group to the 212 outside. Leader Dong was waiting directly in the car. Two 212s drove out of the airport. Everything seemed relatively low-key.

"Qin, where are we going now?" Alwaleed asked.

"Of course, to the Capital Agricultural Tool Factory to inspect the air guns there."

"Okay," Alwaleed nodded.

Liddha looked at the scenery outside the car window and sighed: "They all say the East is poor and backward, but what I see here is not as dilapidated as the legends say."

"Yes, these are all because the outside world doesn't understand us," Qin Yang said. "However, our country is also gradually opening up, and the outside world will become more and more familiar with us."

"It is said that you are not a true man if you don't reach the Great Wall. Next time, I will take you to climb the Great Wall."

"Yeah."

The visitors were obviously absent-minded and only echoed Qin Yang's words a few times. The convoy of two 212s drove into the Capital Agricultural Tool Factory and stopped in front of the office building.

This day, the Capital Agricultural Tool Factory was a little quiet because the entire factory was shut down and the workers were on vacation.

In the spacious and comfortable conference room, everyone sat down.

"Everyone, let me introduce our Lion brand air gun. This is our air gun model." Qin Yang smiled and took out a slender cylinder from his briefcase. The front was a pointed cone, and the back had four triangular pieces.

When they saw what Qin Yang was holding, everyone held their breath. This was what they came for!

Hearing Qin Yang's answer, Alwaleed frowned: "Qin, when you introduced it to us, you said this thing had a range of 2,800 kilometers. What's the point of three hundred? Isn't three hundred the same as a Scud missile?"

Liddha was also a little unhappy. He was of noble status and busy with affairs. He came here because he heard there was a good thing with a range of 2,800 kilometers.

The war had already begun, and they deeply felt a sense of crisis. They needed something good to protect themselves in critical moments, but now, how could it only be three hundred? Wasn't this deceiving people?

"My friend, don't worry. After you listen to my introduction, the accuracy of this thing is very poor," Qin Yang said.

"Isn't the higher the accuracy of this thing, the better?" Alwaleed was a little anxious. "Yours is very poor? How poor is it exactly?"

"With a range of three hundred, the error may be two thousand five hundred."

When they heard this sentence, everyone present was petrified.

What did you say?

Range of three hundred, error of two thousand five? Is this error eight times the range? This thing is too bad, isn't it? Wait!

Liddha suddenly reacted: "Range of three hundred, error of two thousand five, good, this error is good!"

Alwaleed also became excited. Adding these two together is exactly two thousand eight, isn't it?

Back then, in order to limit each other's development, the old Maozi and the Americans signed the 'Treaty on the Limitation of the Spread of Ballistic Missiles' and the 'Treaty on the Non-Proliferation of Nuclear Weapons'. Under this system, the sale and acquisition of ballistic missiles with a range of more than 300 kilometers and a warhead of more than 150 kilograms, as well as related technologies and components, were prohibited. Later, the restriction indicators were further tightened, restricting all ballistic and cruise missiles with a range of more than 300 kilometers and a warhead of 100 kilometers.

The superpowers strictly abide by these treaty restrictions. The mainstream Scud missiles on the international market have a range of three hundred kilometers.

However, for countries that have not signed these treaties, it doesn't matter. However, Qin Yang is still very cautious. These words are said to avoid trouble.

Leader Dong had been following Qin Yang, but now he was happy to be idle. It was better to leave these matters to Qin Yang to discuss. Anyway, they had a private friendship and were talking about the Lion brand air gun.

If the negotiations broke down, it would not be too late to change to someone else.

"I wonder how much this air gun costs?" Liddha continued to ask, "If the price is right, we are willing to purchase thirty-five of them."

Qin Yang stretched out a finger.

Ten million? That's a little less. One hundred million is more like it. Leader Dong calculated in his mind that selling thirty-five Dongfeng-3s for 100 million yuan was still very good. This would give the aerospace department money.

"One hundred million US dollars each?" Liddha nodded. "Okay, this price is no problem. Thirty-five will be three and a half billion US dollars, within our affordability."

What?

One hundred million US dollars each? Thirty-five, that's three and a half billion US dollars?

Leader Dong and the others who were accompanying him were dumbfounded.

Getting rich, getting rich!

In 1980, the country's foreign exchange reserves were only 1.2 billion US dollars. Now, thirty-five Lion brand air guns with a range of three hundred and an error of two thousand five can be sold for 3.5 billion US dollars, three times the country's foreign exchange reserves!

What an incredible number this is! Leader Dong couldn't wait to run back and report this good news to the other leaders!

No wonder Secretary Song would let Qin Yang handle the reception. Besides Qin Yang, no one else would dare to ask for such a price.

Moreover, the other party didn't even bargain! Countries with black gold buried under the land are so rich!