Scholars in the courtyard

Night falls.

The night in Susco is equally charming. The street lights are on and couples take to the streets to enjoy their life after work.

In the hotel.

Mr. Chen is recording what happened today.

After the exchange activities started, representatives from several countries often got together to talk about things.

Sometimes they talk about the customs and experiences of various countries, and sometimes they talk about the current situation.

Based on the principle of listening more and talking less, he is not noticeable among the crowd.

But it can’t stop the people who are interested in this event.

During communication, he often saw people approaching him with a glass of wine.

Among them, Chervonenko of the Alliance is an old friend. He once stayed in the city of Sijiu for a long time and the two are very familiar with each other.

Similarly, this person was not polite in his communication.

The first is the view on "space-based weapons".

Chen was well prepared for this. He revealed the news that the solar panels had been successfully tested and manufactured. Chervonenko immediately lost interest in going deeper. The two chatted for a while and then left in a hurry.

I guess he went to inquire about the development of his own solar cells.

Moreover, this news further confirms the feasibility of space-based weapons.

After writing about the alliance, Old Chen frowned slightly, and then wrote down the words "Reims", which represents France.

Mr. Lance was not interested in the items being exchanged.

On the contrary, what the other party was still thinking about was the medicinal wine.

As he wrote this, Mr. Chen thought of Mr. Lance's attire. Well, it was a bit flashy.

It’s better to stay away from such people.

Then, looking at the five words "Palace Jade Liquor" on the record, Mr. Chen couldn't help but shake his head in amazement.

Who would have thought that this thing would be such a best-seller.

The key point is that the other party’s requirement was also a nuclear power plant.

If it weren't for the support of the alliance, he would really like to agree to it.

Unfortunately, this deal cannot be made.

Turning over the page of France, Mr. Chen picked up his pen again and wrote the five words "will of democracy" on the paper, and then wrote the name Bernhard.

This is a tall, middle-aged man with light blue eyes.

When chatting with this person, he was very interested in the machine tools exhibited this time.

Mr. Chen knew clearly that the machine tool they carried this time was the Morning Star machine tool produced by the Third Ministry of Machine Building.

Even so, after learning about Morningstar Machine Tools, Mr. Bernhard was amazed at the speed of development of domestic machine tools.

Their Democratic Germany inherited the legacy of the previous dynasty. Although it started at a higher level, it was still inferior to the Federal Republic of Germany to the west.

Over the years, they have been trying to develop in order to prove to their compatriots in the west that their democratic Germany is the future of Germany.

Only by throwing ourselves into their democratic embrace can we have a future.

Unfortunately, the company has been living off its past achievements over the years and its development momentum is getting lower and lower.

Now that I know about China's development in machine tools, I want to make friends with it.

No matter what, more friends mean more paths. Isn’t this the purpose of the alliance hosting this exchange meeting?

Mr. Chen wrote down what happened and then wrote his comments at the end.

'We can try to cooperate on machine tools.'

After finishing writing Democratic Germany, he turned the page and continued recording.

After Mr. Chen finished writing, he left the rest area and went to a meeting room.

This is a place in the hotel specifically used for negotiations and meetings.

The entire conference room is decorated very simply.

A circle of sofas surrounds most of the conference room, with a table placed between two sofas. A crystal chandelier hangs in the middle, and various oil paintings are hung around the walls.

Inside the room, the heads of various departments were already waiting.

All around, guards stood by, keeping alert.

Prior to this, the entire conference room had gone through layers of inspections and was only officially opened after being confirmed to have no eavesdropping devices.

"Chief."

Boss Chen strode in and everyone stood up to greet him.

"No need to get up, just sit down."

Old Chen extended his hand and asked everyone to sit down, then walked to the seat reserved for him.

Before coming in, everyone had already discussed today's situation.

Among them, the most conspicuous one is Zhang Guanyu.

As soon as he told what happened with the guy in the desert today, the room suddenly became quiet.

Those who came to the alliance to participate in the exchange meeting this time were all "elites" selected from various departments. The purpose of attending the meeting was to "pan for gold" and learn the essence of each other.

Just like the Third Ministry of Machine Building, the team leader this time is Zheng Shuangyan, Director Zheng.

The purpose of this visit is to investigate the aviation conditions of various countries, and also to promote the Morning Star machine tools.

Who doesn’t want to make some extra money these days? Ahem, foreign exchange.

So after Zhang Guanyu finished telling what happened during the day, everyone gasped when they heard the number 20 million.

Then when I heard that it was green banknotes, the cool air I breathed in made my teeth hurt a little.

So everyone shut their mouths silently and lost the desire to speak.

It really is such a huge blow.

Twenty million dollars.

Why doesn’t this gentleman in the desert go to their booth?

At the same time, they expressed pity for Zhang Guanyu's "firmness".

If it were them, they would have something to discuss when it came to 10 million.

Even if I can’t sell the blue colt, don’t we still have the white colt?

Even if Baiju doesn’t work, we still have the J-7 and the J-8, right?

We have to talk anyway.

How can I refuse right away?

What a pity.

But this guy is a good comrade.

Elder Chen sat aside and looked at everyone, "Tell me, what did you gain today?"

After the words fell, everyone was silent for a moment, and then they all turned their eyes to Zhang Guanyu standing aside.

Following everyone's gaze, Elder Chen smiled and said, "Director Zhang, it seems you have gained a lot today."

After hearing this, Zhang Guanyu quickly stood up, smiled embarrassedly, and then told what happened during the day.

"Sir, this is the situation today, Mr. Faisal."

As Mr. Chen listened, he habitually took out a pen and paper to take notes.

When Zhang Guanyu finished speaking, only the beginning was written down in the notebook in Chen's hand.

"You mean, they want to buy Blue Colt fighters?"

"And you offered a price of 20 million?"

Zhang Guanyu nodded, "Yes, but I rejected them all!"

"You said that this is a powerful weapon of our national defense and we cannot take it lightly."

Old Chen opened his mouth, and everyone else in the room beside him lowered their heads.

The latest novel is published first on Liu9shuba!

That's true.

But it’s not entirely true.

If it can bring higher value and be used to make better aircraft, it may not be a bad idea.

Mr. Chen came back to his senses and nodded, smiling and praising, "Well, you did a good job."

But in Mr. Chen's heart, he still felt a little disappointed.

"Commander, I can see that the other party has no selfish motives. He still wants to meet with you and talk more."

As Zhang Guanyu continued to speak, everyone in the room looked at Chen Lai. It was obvious that there was still room for discussion.

"Okay, if the other party comes to you again, let him find time to come to me."

Mr. Chen smiled faintly and prepared to inform everyone at home about the matter and ask for their opinions.

After Zhang Guanyu finished speaking, just when everyone thought he was going to sit down, Zhang Guanyu took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket and placed it in front of Mr. Chen.

Everyone was surprised.

That’s a lot of money.

"Chief, this Mr. Faisal also bought a Starlight calculator before he left. This is 10,000 yuan."

"Well, we didn't explain it clearly at the time. It should be Alliance Coins, so they gave a little too much."

Zhang Guanyu said this embarrassedly, and people around him rolled their eyes.

All the good things happen to him.

Mr. Chen was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

At the same time, I was speechless about Mr. Faisal.

This guy really has a lot of money to burn.

"We can't take advantage of others. You did a great job on this matter."

Zhang Guanyu felt very proud when Mr. Chen praised him.

"Well, take what you deserve from here, and give the rest to me. I'll give it back next time we meet."

"Yes, Chief."

Zhang Guanyu agreed and walked back to his seat.

Mr. Chen calmed himself down and looked at the others.

Afterwards, representatives from each machinery department briefly explained the situation, and Mr. Chen wrote them down one by one.

“Commander, I walked around the exhibition area and didn’t find any research related to solar cells. Maybe they didn’t bring it out, or maybe they don’t have it.”

“In this regard, we are still ahead.”

The representative of the Second Ministry of Machine Building finally made a summary, and Zhang Guanyu beside him nodded, "Our comrades didn't find it either."

Elder Chen nodded and said, "Since there is no such thing, change your target and don't hang yourself on one tree."

Then he looked at everyone and said, "You too, don't be too persistent. There are some things that people won't give out."

After talking with everyone, Mr. Chen asked them to go back to their rooms to rest.

Mr. Chen left under guard, but did not return to his original residence. Instead, he went to another room to rest.

Just as everyone was leaving the conference room, a small metal device in a wooden sculpture of Notre Dame Cathedral hanging by the window slowly stopped working. It converts the received radio waves into kinetic energy and then transmits it out of the window.

At this moment, a black van slowly drove away from the outer corner of the hotel building.

In the office.

Gotzenvsky sat opposite Chervonenko.

On the table was the intelligence gathered from the van.

In addition, there is news that Chervonenko learned.

"It seems that our little brother has really done it."

Chervonenko looked at the information about solar cells in the intelligence. In this situation, there was a 90% chance that what he said was true.

Gotzenwitzky listened in silence.

He doesn't care about solar cells or anything like that.

Even those crappy space-based weapons were not something he cared about.

The only thing he cared about was whether the Baiju fighter and the Blue Ghost would be sold.

Judging from the other party's conversation perspective, the other party should have refused.

but.

Twenty million, in US dollars.

The price is so tempting.

If the other party chooses to sell, it will open the floodgates.

Anyway, selling one is selling, whether selling two is selling.

The consequence of doing so is that these countries will greatly enhance their national strength if they own white or blue horses.

This is not a good thing for the league.

What the alliance needs is unity.

How to unite?

We need a big brother with super strength and power to take the lead, and the rest of the people just need to unite around him.

"Here is also information about France and Democratic Germany."

"But they are just little things."

Gotzenfsky looked at the information on the table, most of which were boring questions.

Especially France, this guy talks about medicinal wine all day long, it's so boring.

Of course, the other party’s statement that they want to study the ingredients in the medicinal wine and attempt chemical synthesis is still worthy of attention.

If they can really do it, the alliance can also make a fortune.