Black tech dad

Chapter 170 12. One Billion
While Feng Hao and his group were visiting Raytheon, delegations from Arab countries were visiting the production of missiles in Workshop No. [-].

Compared with the treatment of accompanying Di Jun, Raytheon gave the Arab delegation enough face to show that they attach great importance to it.Not only the vice president attended, but also a special person explained the whole process, lest the Arabs who come here with stupid money and fast money will not understand.No way, who made the Arab delegation the sponsor?
"This is the missile assembly room." The vice president pointed to the production line in the assembly line controlled by automatic robots, very proud, looking forward to the shocked expressions of the funders when they faced high-tech automation.

It has to be said that Raytheon's ability to become the world's five largest arms company and the number one missile company is indeed outstanding.

Just look at the steel buildings standing horizontally in the factory, and the production lines are row upon row. Although it is an exaggeration to say that it is spotless, there is no smog at all. Instead, it is clean and tidy, just like a robot factory in a science fiction movie.

The core components are produced and assembled from small to large. Under the orderly planning of the assembly line, from scratch, from small to large, under the control of the robotic arm, like a superb surgeon, in the complex brain area of ​​the human body. Exquisite surgery was performed.

Especially in it, people can feel the shocking power brought by this kind of high-precision production equipment.The metals of unnamed models are cut and transported under the intelligent production line. Whether it is fineness or complexity, it is like making exquisite handicrafts rather than distasteful missiles.

Even though Workshop No. [-] does not allow people to see the complete process of forming a missile, it can be seen from a glimpse.

So much so that the funders were amazed again and again, their eyes were shining, looking at the robots on the production line was like watching the best soldiers line up, every knife, every shot, every movement revealed a confident and invincible momentum, which made people smack tongue.

Powerful, powerful, worthy of Raytheon, even if you look at the world, there are only a handful of companies that can reach this level.What's more, they want to buy missiles this time, and no company can compete with the world's number one Raytheon.

Just as the Arab representatives were about to go back to the formal occasion for negotiations, suddenly an oriental man came over and greeted in Chinese: "Hey, big dog, how are you?"

Facing the completely incomprehensible Chinese, the Arab representatives looked at each other in blank dismay.Just when they didn't know what to say, Feng Hao came to his senses and quickly switched to Arabic and said, "Hey, dogs... how are you all?"

Although it is not an old acquaintance from another country, but they can hear the familiar Arabic, and the big dogs feel very cordial. The head of the group even said: "Hello, Neon people."

"No, I'm from Xia Guo." Feng Hao corrected.

"Oh, please forgive my mistake, in our eyes, you Orientals all look the same."

"Well, in our eyes, you Arabs are all the same."

"This joke is not funny at all."

"Then let's skip the nonsensical jokes and talk about business." Feng Hao pointed to the workshop and asked, "Are you planning to buy missiles?"

"Yes." The head of the regiment nodded and said, "Our country is not as complete and excellent as your Xia country. We can only rely on buying, buying, and buying to increase our military strength. Besides, for us, money can solve the problem. The problem is not a problem, who made us so rich?"

"..."

Feng Hao mourned for them for three seconds.

After the controllable nuclear fusion power generation is rolled out, I don't know whether you should cry or cry at that time?
But his goal today is not a big dog, but...

"With all due respect, Thor's missiles are only mediocre."

what?
The big dogs froze, their eyes widened one by one, like huskies.

The vice president who had been accompanying him stood there in a daze!

What the hell?Who is this guy?How dare you say that Thor's missiles are not good in front of me?In the field of missiles, Raytheon is number two, and no one dares to be number one. What do you mean?
Not only was the vice president a little outraged, but even the other managers of Thor who accompanied him turned into glaring King Kong, staring at Feng Hao.If eyes could kill, Feng Hao would have been hacked to pieces!

Just now I was addicted to the eyes of being admired by the big dogs, but now a young oriental who knows nothing about the heights and the depths ran over and accused their missiles of not being good. The security guard threw Feng Hao out.

"Are you?" the vice president asked, holding back his anger.

"Oh, you don't even know me?" Feng Hao pretended to be surprised.

"..." The vice president said in his heart, does it matter who you are?

"You don't even know who I am?" Feng Hao pretended to be angry, "It's your President of the United States who licked his face and begged me to visit your broken factory. Since you have such an attitude, then I'm leaving!"

The President of the United States is licking his face and begging you to visit our broken factory?

The vice president was so angry that he wanted to laugh, but suddenly remembered that there was such a thing.Although it is not as low profile as Feng Hao said, but he invited Dijun to visit Thor. Could it be that the young man in front of him is Dijun who has real power?But so what?The little Emperor Jun is not enough to rival Thor!
Just when the vice president thought Feng Hao was leaving, he saw that he didn't go back, but went to the big dogs, and started talking intimately.

"Let me tell you, Thor, you can't." Feng Hao said earnestly, "It's just their missiles? Do you have the nerve to call them world-class missiles? It is no exaggeration to say that our missiles are much more powerful than theirs!"

FUCK, when did a civilian company of yours, Dijun, also set foot in military products?The vice president was so angry that his gums hurt, but the big dogs asked curiously: "Really?"

It's not that big dogs are easy to be fooled, but that big dogs who have bought arms from Xia Guo over the years have also tasted the sweetness, knowing that Xia Guo's things are high quality and cheap.

"Have you heard of Sade?" Feng Hao asked without answering.

"I've heard." The big dogs nodded in unison.

"Yes, it's THAAD. The missile interception system they are proud of can't even stop our company's test-fired rocket!" Feng Hao said seriously.

"Dare to ask your company..."

"Dijun."

The big dogs were in an uproar.

It is impossible for them not to know that Dijun Rocket played Nanbang and Nihong Country, and in order to contain Xia Guo, the interception systems set up by the US imperialists in Nanbang and Nihong Country are very advanced.

Just imagine, if Dijun converted the rocket into a missile, no country in the world would be able to intercept it!
Thinking of this, the big dogs' eyes light up.

The vice president couldn't sit still, and hurriedly said: "Sade is not Raytheon's main research and development company..."

"(ˉ▽￣～) Cut~~, thanks to your self-proclaimed leader in missiles, you can't even be the main force in the development of THAAD. It's really shameful." Feng Hao said contemptuously.

FUCK!The vice president had never been so humiliated, even the government had to treat him with more courtesy, and immediately asked people to throw Feng Hao out.

But just halfway through, the assistant to the president hurried over to stop it.

"He has a very high status in the Dijun Group?"

"No." The assistant to the president said, "It's just an ordinary manager."

"Then why stop me?"

"He is a related household and has a close relationship with Chairman Dijun, so he cannot be humiliated."

"..."

Going to your sister's relationship account, the vice president also started to have a liver pain.

However, this is not over yet. After the two of them whispered, they found that Feng Hao had already hooked up with the big dogs, and even started asking for prices.

"Hey, Mr. Vice President over there, how much is your tomahawk?" Feng Hao asked.

"There are so many types of Tomahawk..." The vice president was just about to ridicule the bumpkin who didn't even understand the Tomahawk and said that his missiles are powerful, when Feng Hao curled his lips and said, "It's hard to talk to idiots, hey, dog... How much do you pay for one of the most powerful Tomahawk missiles?"

"$300 million."

"Oh, then when our company develops the missile, it will cost [-] million a shot!" Feng Hao said, patting his head.

SHIT!One shot is [-] million, do you think your missile is a fighter jet?So expensive, only a fool would buy it!The vice president said contemptuously.

But things backfired.

The big dogs couldn't wait to say: "Okay, deal!" Just kidding, a missile that is 100% sure to hit and will not be intercepted is not expensive at all.

Seeing that the big dogs are so happy, Feng Hao felt that he had set the price low, and quickly added: "I'm not talking about RMB."

"Of course, I'm not talking about dollars." The big dogs said proudly, "I'm talking about euros!"

"..."

(End of this chapter)