The rebirth of the Hong Kong Island chaebol, starting with a short-selling Eagle Sauce

Zhao Ling was feeling anxious and uneasy at this time.

Most of the night, I was pacing back and forth in the yard with deep thoughts.

When Wang Lei handed her half of the drawings, her mood was extremely complicated.

The CD, which contained too many secrets, was escorted overnight by a team of soldiers with live ammunition to the Academy of Military Science in Kyoto.

At this time, more than twenty hours had passed since they left. Under normal circumstances, the institute should have responded.

Just then the phone rang, and her father's excited voice came:

"Comrade Zhao Ling, the drawings have been repeatedly evaluated by the expert team, and the result is... true!"

At this moment, Zhao Ling's heart jumped into his throat.

"The old experts are almost crazy. Half of the drawings have given them a lot of inspiration, and many of the things that troubled them have been solved..."

Although she wanted to believe that this Su-27 drawing was real, she still couldn't believe it even after hearing the results.

The Su-27 is the most advanced Flanker fighter in the world today, a generation ahead of the J-8.

Without this drawing and the dismantled fighter, it would have taken at least another ten years for them to develop a third-generation fighter.

As a soldier, she knew what these ten years meant.

It requires countless scientists to devote themselves to research without risking their lives.

It requires countless manpower, material and financial resources.

In order to test fly an immature semi-finished product, many excellent pilots who have been trained with great difficulty have to sacrifice for this!

Such a difficult situation can now be solved with just a set of design drawings from Wang Lei.

Several mountains blocking Longguo were instantly disintegrated.

Zhao Ling has been taught to have a hard-working spirit since she was a child. Wang Lei handed over the drawings so lightly that she felt at a loss.

It wasn't until a gust of cold evening wind blew by that she calmed down and asked:

"Dad, what should we do next?"

"Daughter, you handled the fight in Mangshan Village well. I now authorize you to start the next negotiation with Wang Lei. No matter what the price, you must get the other half of the drawings and the other half. Disassembled fighter parts!”

"Comrade Zhao Ling, this is a task assigned to you by the highest level. You must not let the organization down."

Chief Zhao's mood was mixed when he said this.

Before contacting the Wang family and his son, he received detailed information about them and learned that Wang Lei was a complete playboy and his favorite thing was sleeping with women.

In order to have better communication, he sent his own daughter. He was reluctant to let the child trap the wolf. He was willing to give everything for this country!

Zhao Ling trembled, and she straightened her chest and resolutely accepted the order:

"Please rest assured that the organization will complete the task."

After hanging up the phone, she suddenly felt that the burden on her shoulders was much heavier.

After a few days of getting along with Wang Lei, a playboy, she has been impressed by Wang Lei's knowledge and vision that far exceeds those of his peers.

In front of Wang Lei, she was like an ignorant child, unable to see what he was thinking.

He even felt that the other party was more difficult to deal with than the old fox Wang Zhengyi.

Thinking of this, she suddenly ran out of ideas and could only bite the bullet and negotiate with Wang Lei.

After spraying a little perfume given by Wang Lei, she mustered up the courage to knock on Wang Lei's door.

"Wang Lei, are you there?"

"Ms. Zhao? Are you sure you want me to open the door at this hour?"

Zhao Ling was stunned for a moment, and then she realized that it was already midnight. She suddenly blushed. She must not have been misunderstood by this playboy.

While she was silent, Wang Lei opened the door in his pajamas.

Smelling the faint scent of perfume, he couldn't help but react as he hadn't tasted abalone for a long time.

He was at a young age and could not resist the temptation that came to his door.

Zhao Ling's face turned red. She looked like an ascetic goddess in her uniform.

She was about to say excuse me, but when they talked again tomorrow, Wang Lei pulled her in.

A man's breath hit his face.

She subconsciously raised her fist!

"and many more."

Wang Lei smelled the dangerous aura and distanced himself from this fierce woman in time.

Seeing Zhao Ling put away his attacking posture, Wang Lei couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.

This woman can’t help but flirt.

"Well... I'm looking for you to talk about the drawings and the prices of the four aircraft."

"Oh, that's it. This is easy to talk about. You sit down first and I'll get some paper and pen."

In fact, Wang Lei has already known something about the price.

Arland only spent 2500 million US dollars to build four fighter jets, including a complete set of Su-27 design drawings.

But the account cannot be calculated like this. The public price of a Su-27 in the future will be more than 3000 million US dollars.

The reason why you can get it at a low price is because Yalande has a special status and has his own low-price channels.

Since the buyer was one of his own, Wang Lei gave the buyer a [-]% discount on the price for friends and relatives.

"The price of one Su-27 is about 3000 million US dollars, and four is 1 million US dollars.

The design drawings are calculated based on US$2 million, and the total cost is US$3 million.

Given our relationship, I can give you a 9% discount.

Plus, since this is our first time working together, I can offer another 9% off.

After discounting, the final price is $2.592 million.

If you remove the fractions, it’s $2.6 million. "

Seeing Wang Lei fussing over everything, Zhao Ling's good impression of him just disappeared. This guy is not only a big dog, but also a complete profiteer!

Zhao Ling asked with a plaintive tone: "Is there anyone who can make change like this?"

"Ms. Zhao, if you are not satisfied, I can go to zero again, how about 3 million US dollars?"

"This..." Zhao Ling was dumbfounded. This guy was really hateful. She should have given this guy a beating just now.

In the end, Zhao Ling gave in. She knew that the price was very fair and the other party did not take advantage of it.

If it were another arms dealer, the price could be doubled.

After all, they took advantage of Wang Lei.

"Okay, 2.6 million, very fair."

Wang Lei nodded with satisfaction and said:

"In this case, Ms. Zhao is happy to cooperate with you. Please prepare to remit the money. I will also call my partner and ask him to prepare the delivery to your home."

He dialed the satellite phone in front of Zhao Ling. Regardless of Yalande's reaction on the other end of the phone, he said loudly:

"Man, I'm sorry, I didn't negotiate the US$5 million you asked for. US$2.6 million is the final transaction price.

I know the price didn't meet your expectations, but we made a small profit, didn't we?

The other party is a big customer, and the next business is the focus. Think about what else you can sell, and I can talk to them about it.

what?

If you want to sell an aircraft carrier, you can even package the drawings?

Brother, don't mention this again...Okay, just wait and collect the money. "

Ms. Zhao deliberately eavesdropped, and naturally heard Wang Lei's words word for word.