Rebirth of the 1980s: The Military Industry Empire

The more Qin Yang refused, the more proactive the other party became, after all, the people here are absolutely loyal to their friends.

Qin Yang's handling was perfect. The two men looked at each other, said nothing else, just nodded.

By the time they finished eating, it was already dark.

"Everyone, we'll take our leave now. If fate allows, we'll meet again in the future," Qin Yang cupped his hands to his two new friends.

The two men placed their right hands on their left chests, returning Qin Yang's greeting.

"I hope we meet again. Where are you going next?"

"Of course, to the ancient city ahead," Qin Yang said.

In the glow of the car's headlights, the figures returned to the road, then the car started and drove away.

Al-Walid looked somewhat reluctantly at Abdullah beside him: "Why couldn't we invite them to visit us just now, so we could continue talking about the hunting rifle?"

"Yes, I wanted to invite them too, but this person seems accustomed to freedom and might not like it. We can't force friends to do things they don't want to do!" Abdullah said.

"Oh, what's that?" Just then, Abdullah saw the folder lying on the ground and immediately picked it up.

"Wasn't this just used for fanning?" Al-Walid said.

"Oh." Abdullah said, holding the folder upright, and the documents inside fell out.

Al-Walid curiously picked them up and glanced at them in the car's headlights. The entire document was written in English, and both of them could understand some of it. More importantly, the first page had a drawing of an airplane!

"MiG-21?" Al-Walid recognized it at once and looked at Abdullah.

"Could they be here to sell airplanes?" Abdullah was also very curious.

"Whatever it is, since they left this document here with us, we have an obligation to return it to them!" Al-Walid said, "Let's go to the ancient city too!"

For them, finding out which hotel a few people were staying at was too easy. There weren't many decent hotels in the entire ancient city of Petra; they just had to go and look.

"Bait? What bait?" Manager Sun was very curious.

"I brought three folders, each containing introductory material for the J-7. Engineer Qin left one of the folders with those two people. They should have already found the information, we just don't know who they are!"

"Rich or powerful." Lao Wu followed behind, dragging in several people's suitcases. Hearing the two men chatting, he immediately chimed in: "Engineer Qin is too amazing. There might be unexpected gains."

"Alright, stop praising me. We're just stumbling upon something by luck, it all depends on chance," Qin Yang said. "But since we're here, we can't miss this good opportunity. The ancient city has to be walked up to, and it takes seven or eight hours round trip. Are you going to admire the scenery with me tomorrow, or are you going to rest here?"

The four people stayed in two standard rooms. Qin Yang was definitely sharing a room with Lao Wu, but he knew that Manager Sun would definitely complain, so he came over to chat for a few words.

Manager Sun and Elder Tu exchanged a look. Before they could say anything, there was a voice from outside: "Qin, my friend, are you staying here? You lost something, and we've come to return it!"

Qin Yang's face lit up. Our luck is really good!

Qin Yang came to the door with a smile. Because Lao Wu was still moving things, the door wasn't closed at all. A short, fat man and a tall, thin man stood at the door.

"Please come in, both of you," Qin Yang greeted the two men warmly.

"Qin, my friend, are you here to sell fighter jets?" Abdullah said, "We can both help. I have connections with the Jordanian Air Force, and Al-Walid is an active officer in the Saudi Air Force."

The two were good friends, but not from the same country! A huge excitement surged in Qin Yang's heart. He absolutely didn't expect that one of them was actually Saudi!

In the past, these two countries had some conflicts, but after World War II, the two countries grew closer and closer, and there were even cases of exchanging land for seaports. The two countries were also neighbors, of the same race, and often had the same stance on many issues.

"I'm actually just here for hunting, but these two friends may really be here to sell fighter jets. Let me ask for you."

Qin Yang spoke to these people in Arabic. Elder Tu and Manager Sun didn't understand, but now hearing Qin Yang's introduction, these people finally reacted and immediately widened their eyes.

To search high and low without finding something, then to have it delivered effortlessly. Engineer Qin is really a lucky person!

"These two friends are indeed here to sell fighter jets. One is a manager from CATIC, and the other is from Chengdu Aircraft Corporation. I'll be your translator!" Qin Yang continued.

Thus, an unprecedented sales pitch began.

Elder Tu held the documents inside the folder, explaining the specific technical data in detail to the other party. After Qin Yang translated, Abdullah and Al-Walid listened carefully, and if they had any questions, they would ask them, obviously seriously considering whether this fighter jet was suitable for them.

By the time the introduction was over, an hour had passed.

"We have some understanding of the performance of this aircraft, but I think there are still many shortcomings," Al-Walid said. "Compared to the Western fighter jets we currently operate, its range is too short, and the wings only have four hardpoints. If you hang missiles, you can't hang auxiliary fuel tanks. Therefore, if this aircraft wants to open up the Middle Eastern market, it must at least add a pair of hardpoints on the inner side of the wings, specifically for hanging auxiliary fuel tanks."

"There are also big problems with the ejection seat. We are now using seats with zero-zero ejection capability. Although your seat can meet zero altitude, the minimum speed is 250 kilometers per hour, which is also not acceptable."

"The engine's lifespan is also too short!"

Elder Tu frowned.

In a market economy, everything is up to the user. These users have quite a few requests!

"If we can make improvements according to these requirements, would you be willing to place an order?" Qin Yang directly took the initiative for Elder Tu.

"This fighter jet adopts Western HUD, and its performance has been greatly improved. Saudi Arabia uses Western fighter jets and should not purchase it. Jordan should be interested in this aircraft, perhaps purchasing dozens of them."

There's actually an intention to purchase! Elder Tu was very excited.

"Then we'll make a plan for relevant improvements and ask you to submit it to the relevant departments," Elder Tu said excitedly.

This matter was considered settled.

"Qin, your air rifle is really good!" Just before leaving, Abdullah saw the gun and was a little reluctant.

"You came so late to return the documents, I'm very grateful to you. I'll give you this gun!"

"No, no, we can't take what you love," Al-Walid quickly shook his head. They weren't used to asking for things; they were used to giving things!

"Then I'll contact the Lion brand air rifle factory in China to export a batch of air rifles?"

The two were overjoyed: "Of course, that would be the best! Ship a container of air rifles first! We'll help you contact sales channels!"