Hong Kong Movie: The Positive Energy System of Hongxing Boss

It’s been a month and a half since I returned to the Gobi Desert again.

During this period, Song Zihao also sent him many messages, telling him that Mohammed had urged him many times.

Fengyun took out a few CDs from his body and handed them to Director Li Liang.

"Here are the programming of the fire control system and the design of Chobham's composite armor." Feng Yun said solemnly.

It really took Fengyun a lot of energy and positive energy to get these two things done.

Still, he thinks it's worth it.

Not to mention this big business, as long as Long Guo can improve its combat power, even just a little, Fengyun doesn't feel like it will suffer.

He believed that what he had done would be seen by someone.

When Li Liang heard these two things, he excitedly reached out and took them.

"Director Li, I hope this matter can be kept absolutely confidential. It's best not to mention my name. After all, these two things have some shady origins. I think you understand what I mean?" Feng Yun said solemnly.

He can do things, but he really doesn't want this reputation, and he doesn't dare to ask for it.

As long as those big guys remember his contribution in their hearts.

Seeing Feng Yun's solemn words, Li Liang's expression also became serious.

He saluted Feng Yun with a military salute.

"Chief, please rest assured that we will strictly keep this secret. Even if we die, it will not be leaked from our mouths!"

"Director Li, I believe you. Now, what I just want to know is, how long will it take for you to install these things on the tank?"

"Reporting to the chief, the general framework of the tank has been released. As long as we understand this system thoroughly, we can quickly apply it on the tank. I estimate that this process will not take more than a week."

Fengyun nodded.

"Director Li, I believe in your ability and ask you to do it as soon as possible. After all, our big customers can't wait any longer."

……

The news that Fengyun had obtained something soon reached the ears of Mr. Yang.

The old man also made a special greeting call to Fengyun and asked him if he had encountered any trouble, or in other words, if there was any aftermath that he had not done well?

Fengyun naturally told him what happened in the Lighthouse Country in a more embellished way.

It is only said that he accidentally met a weapons engineer named Stark from the Lighthouse Research Institute, and only after paying a huge price did he come up with this set of Chobham armor.

He also told the old man to keep this matter a secret and keep it secret. He didn't want to be on the lighthouse country's blacklist.

When the old man heard that Fengyun actually took such a big risk, he was not only moved but also a little confused. When did this kid become so patriotic?

Immediately afterwards, all personnel of Crow Agricultural Machinery Factory were issued a gag order.

They had never seen a Hong Kong businessman in his 20s, and no one knew his name was Feng Yun.

When the good news came from the Gobi Desert, Mohammed finally showed a smile after hiding from the storm for many days.

The machete is raised and it's time to meet your prey.

The Peninsula Hong Kong.

"Hi, Mohammed, my dear friend, I miss you so much. I heard that you were looking for me. After I got the news, I rushed back from the Amazon non-stop.

Friends, you may not know that the piranhas there can chew people into bones in a few seconds. And that big crocodile is 6 meters long. With its mouth open, it can swallow half of its head..."

Listening to Feng Yun's rambling, Mohammed quickly stopped the boy from telling a story.

"Feng Yun, what happened to what I wanted? You don't know that the president has been urging me very urgently during this period."

Perhaps Sha Damu had a new idea. During this period, he was frantically expanding his armaments.

"Mohammed, my friend, you should believe in my credibility. There is certainly nothing wrong with the things. I can take you to check them now."

……

Three days later, a mysterious motorcade drove into the Gobi Desert.

After driving for another half day, Feng Yun pointed to a piece of land in the distance and said, "Mohammed, my friend, have you seen it? That is my factory."

Mohammed looked around, and sure enough, there was a huge... agricultural machinery factory?

"Feng, my friend, are you talking about this agricultural machinery factory? But what I want are tanks and missiles, not farm tools. We don't need these farm tools here."

At this moment, Mohamed's heart felt extremely cold.

Thinking about it, I am too naive. Even if a businessman can produce drones, how can a businessman handle tanks and missiles?

"Mohammed, we are all here, let's go in and take a look before talking. You know, in this place, you must have some disguise when doing things..."

Full of questions, Mohammed decided to take a look first before talking.

If this kid really deceives me, then I will deduct part of the balance that I have not yet paid to him as my own mental damage fee!

Outside the gate of the agricultural machinery factory, Mr. Yang has led people from relevant departments to wait here.

The car stopped outside the gate, and Feng Yun got out of the car first.

"Old man, it's rare for you to come out to greet me in person. I'm really flattered."

But Mr. Yang rolled his eyes at Fengyun: "You have legs and feet yourself, so why do you need someone to come out to greet you? We are waiting for distinguished guests."

For a moment, Feng Yun felt like his heart was going cold.

This old man is too bad at talking, even if he is coaxing himself, why do he say it so straightforwardly?

Everyone exchanged pleasantries, and the delegation headed by Mr. Yang took Mohammed and his party inside the agricultural machinery factory.

After entering the door, Mohammed discovered that there was a cave inside. It seemed that Feng Yun had not lied to him.

At the same time, he could also notice that these people, headed by Mr. Yang, naturally exuded an aura, the kind of aura that was cultivated by being in high positions for a long time.

Mohammed knows this momentum best.

This discovery also confirmed his suspicion that Feng Yun was not a Hong Kong businessman at all, but a white glove from a large eastern country.

At least, in Mohammed's mind, the credibility of a big country is naturally tens of millions of times better than the credibility of a businessman.

However, he began to have doubts in his heart, because he had never heard of this country's tanks and missiles. What was so special about them?

Could it be that the other party wants to sell those junk equipment to him?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at Feng Yun and whispered in his ear: "Feng, we have agreed. If your things don't meet my requirements, then we..."