Rebirth of the 1980s: The Military Industry Empire

The day's inspection finally came to an end!

Back at the hotel, Old Lin went straight into Qin Yang's room.

"A suite? President Qin, your room is even better than mine!" Old Lin plopped down on the soft sofa, somewhat envious. "This sofa is bigger than the one in my room too."

"Old Lin, if you revealed your identity, you could definitely stay in the presidential suite." Qin Yang sat down beside him. "But for now, I'm the highest-ranking member of our delegation."

"President Qin, why did we only discuss purchasing missiles today? Why didn't we talk about introducing technology?" Old Lin asked.

Qin Yang looked around. "Xiao Qian, close the door tightly."

Nie Xiaoqian had just poured them both a glass of water. After setting down the glasses, she went to close the door, glancing outside. "President Qin, there's no one outside."

"Alas, what can we do?" Qin Yang said helplessly. "You also know that we only applied for 50 million in funding when we came out. Now the funding has become more than 100 million. Where is our country going to get so much money!"

Isn't the 960 Factory supposed to pay for the technology and production line imports? Old Lin looked at Qin Yang, puzzled, but when he saw Qin Yang habitually picking his ear, he suddenly realized.

"Right, we can't delay. We were planning to see the Lavi fighter jet they developed here, but we can't spare the time. We've seen a lot of fighter jets in the past few years, so we don't care about this one."

A room on the third floor of the Sheraton Hotel.

Bang!

Ronnie Zahavi slammed his fist hard on the table. "This is too much! It's too much! We set such a favorable price for the missiles because we hoped they would pay a high price when importing the technology. Now they don't even plan to import our technology!"

The eavesdropping device was already in place. After all, Israel has one of the top five intelligence agencies in the world, Mossad. Now, hearing Qin Yang's plan, Zahavi was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. He looked at the person sitting on the sofa opposite him with a gloomy gaze. "Natalie, it's all your fault. It was your decision to only sell a portion of the missiles. We shouldn't have sold them so few."

"Zahavi, Rafael's account is already out of money." Natalie's face was clouded with worry. "If we can't make this deal, then Rafael won't even be able to raise the research and development funds for the Python-4 missile."

Military research and development is inherently expensive. Rafael belongs to the Ministry of Defense and can receive national funding.

However, this year's war cost a lot of money, and the Beirut incident led to serious anti-war sentiment in the country. Rafael's funding application has been rejected. In simple terms, they have to be responsible for their own profits and losses.

Don't think that the Python-3 missile became famous in one battle, but it is not easy for them to sell this missile. The main arms markets in the world are the United States and the Soviet Union. The French opened up a market in the cracks between the two giants. Even if Israeli military industry is advanced, it is difficult to find a brand new market, especially in the Orient.

"The Orient's purchase of eight hundred missiles this time is already Rafael's largest export contract. A sales volume of over one hundred million US dollars can at least allow us to obtain a profit of thirty million US dollars. We can invest these profits in the research and development of the Python-4 missile to ensure that this missile can continue to be developed. If there is no funding to support research and development, then we will go downhill."

Military research and development is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you retreat. Generally, it is funded by the state. Now that there is no funding, their prospects are definitely not optimistic.

Arms deals are all about huge profits. Earning double the price is a conscientious price. The fact that they are only earning 30% is enough to show how bad their situation is.

"What on earth are those damn guys thinking? Israel has relied on fighting to get to where it is today, and now they are actually starting to oppose the military and treat us as executioners." Ronnie Zahavi was speechless. After cursing a few times, he thought of something else. "But this is also a one-time deal. If they successfully reverse engineer it, they won't come to buy our technology again. We won't be able to earn the money from selling the technology and production line."

"Therefore, my opinion is to sell them the technology and production line at a reasonable price before they reverse engineer it, for example... fifty million US dollars."

"Are you kidding me!" Ronnie Zahavi said angrily. "We originally planned to sell it for three hundred million!"

"Fifty million US dollars is realistic, and three hundred million US dollars is just a fantasy." Natalie said, "Plus these fifty million US dollars, our Python-4 can almost be built. By then, we can completely rely on the world's leading performance to gain the military's recognition and open up more export markets. Python-3 technology is already outdated for us. Isn't it good to sell it and exchange it for money?"

"This matter needs to be reported to the company leaders, and everyone needs to hold a meeting to discuss it," Ronnie Zahavi said.

"Well, so we need to keep them here. On the one hand, we should slow down the contract details, and on the other hand, we can invite them to see our Lavi fighter jet."

"The Lavi fighter jet? That's our most advanced fighter jet!"

"Did you hear the tone of the Orientals? They have always wanted to buy modern fighter jets from abroad, but they don't have the money. Our Lavi fighter jet currently only has domestic users. If we can impress the Orientals, then the prospects for the Lavi fighter jet project will also be very bright," Natalie said. "You can call IAI and see if they are interested."

"Okay, I'll go to the next room to make a call."

When Ronnie Zahavi returned, Natalie had already changed into a beautiful goose-yellow evening dress with a gemstone necklace hanging on her chest, reflecting a dazzling light that almost blinded Ronnie Zahavi.

She was holding a bottle of perfume in her hand, spraying it into the air, and then walking past lightly.

"Natalie, what are you trying to do?"

"Attend the banquet." Natalie said, "That President Qin is very interesting, I think..."