Siheyuan: Heavy Industry Revitalizes the Country

"Wow, hungry beauty self-operated..."

Howard kept uttering various words of praise.

Because at this time, Howard was sitting in the BMW 120 brought by Fang Xiang.

Outside the car, there was a large group of reporters separated by security guards.

Yes, the group of reporters maintained their good character and stayed downstairs, in the parking lot and in the lobby.

At this time, the group of reporters in the parking lot captured the figures of Fang Xiang and Howard.

"It's really hard to imagine that this car is from China.

This was an eye-opener for me!”

Howard kept stroking the 120-mile leather and wood interior.

"Want to drive out and try it?"

Fang Xiang took the key handed to him by Xing Yi outside the window and waved it in front of Howard.

"Of course, if I don't open such a beautiful baby, I will definitely regret it!"

Howard immediately took the key from Fang Xiang and inserted it into the keyhole.

“Boom boom…”

As the engine was ignited, the roar soon sounded in the enclosed space of the underground parking lot.

“This sound is so beautiful.”

Howard stepped on the accelerator, feeling the roar in his ears and the vibration under his butt.

An expression of enjoyment.

"It's just a four-cylinder engine. If it was a six-cylinder or eight-cylinder engine, it would be even more intoxicating."

Fang Xiang pulled the seat belt over and buckled it on himself.

“Just a four-cylinder?

What is yours? "

Howard looked at Fang Xiang with suspicion, somewhat unable to believe it. Was this sound just from the four-cylinder engine?

Then he pointed at the seat belt that Fang wanted to put on and asked curiously.

"Keep you safe, buckle it like I did."

Fang Xiang explained it once and then demonstrated it again.

"You should trust me, Fang, I'm a good pilot.

Driving is even easier!"

After Howard put on his seat belt, he winked at Fang Xiang.

Then, without stopping, he shifted directly to second gear and pushed harder with his feet.

The vehicle rushed out immediately.

At this time, the flash lights outside were flashing non-stop as if they were free.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa!

It’s so exciting! ”

Howard drove the 120 along the ramp, out of the underground parking lot and directly onto the main road.

Although it is already time to get off work, there are not many vehicles on the road.

Instead, it was the roar of 120 ambulance that attracted a large number of people on the roadside and reporters guarding the door.

Looking at this red BMW 120 with its strange shape and special sound.

Howard felt the pleasure brought by this specially tuned engine.

Keep shuttling back and forth on the road.

"This car, how much is it? I'll buy it!"

After trying acceleration, drifting, cornering and drifting.

Howard gripped the steering wheel tightly, his eyes revealing a light that had nothing to do with his 61 years old.

"Ahem...

No money required, I’ll give it to you.”

Unlike Howard who was having fun, Fang Xiang who was sitting in the passenger seat.

At this time, the one who was dumped was already dizzy.

But he was still rational. When he heard Howard asking about the price, he immediately said it was free.

"nonononono

I'm not short of money and I like this little gadget.

You name a price, I want to collect her!"

Howard stroked the steering wheel of the 120 with the woman's hand.

He rejected Fang Xiang's kindness, as if giving it away for free was not in line with his status as a billionaire.

“We are friends, aren’t we?

As a friend, if you like it, I will give it to you. Isn't this normal?"

Fang Xiang understands Western people's thinking very well, so he must use the way they are familiar with.

“You are quite right, my friend.

Well, now it's my turn to worry about what I should give you."

Even Westerners pay attention to welcoming and seeing off guests.

Howard was already thinking about what gift he could give in return.

“I have a big appetite and need a lot of things.

But if you can give me what I want.

Then believe me, my friend, I will give you more of what you are interested in.”

Fang wanted to look at Howard who had taken the bait, and shook his still dizzy head.

Found that we were on the way to the hotel.

Suddenly I remembered that there was no safer place now, in the car.

Since there is no risk of being monitored, it is naturally the best opportunity for bargaining.

"Oh? Including the blueprint of the aircraft you said is more advanced than the next generation?"

Howard obviously realizes this, too.

Seeing the hotel right in front of him, Howard turned the steering wheel to another road.

It is so obvious that you are going to go far instead of near, so we need to talk about the matter seriously.

“No, my friend, that is not for sale, nor can it be given away.

Since you like this car, it means there are a lot of people who like it in the United States and other parts of the world.

Do you want the sales rights for this car?"

Fang Xiang shook his head. There was no room for negotiation on the J-9, not now and not in the future.

Let's talk about this car instead.

“You should know that the United States and the Soviet Union have imposed a blockade on your country’s economy.

Even if you gave it to me, I wouldn’t be able to sell it somewhere else.”

Howard shrugged. This is the environment nowadays.

As a personal collection, it’s no problem to buy one and take it home.

But you want to bring back a lot of sales?

It's harder than dreaming.

"What if I give you the blueprints and we talk about splitting the profits?

How about your own brand, Howard?"

Fang Xiang was not limited. If he couldn't sell the car, could he not sell the share?

If we go back and change the shell, change the brand, and turn it into a domestic American car, can't we sell it?

"Oh? I have to say, you are the smartest person I have ever met, my friend.

Your ideas are as unpredictable as genius."

Howard immediately understood what Fang Xiang meant.

Indeed, this is a loophole, and a blatant one at that.

Even if the United States knew that the car came from China, it would not say anything.

Moreover, as the world's richest man, Howard's influence is very high around the world.

Even if he doesn't do it himself, there are still plenty of ways to do it.

“As the owner of Hughes Aircraft, I feel that your aircraft is a bit outdated.

A better and more awesome airplane than the Cessna 172 would be befitting of you as the richest man in the world.

My friend, what do you think of this new cooperation opportunity? "

It seems that the door to a new world has been opened, but Fang Xiang is still not satisfied.

This time, the door to heaven was opened directly.

"squeak!!!"

With a sharp brake sound, Howard turned his head and looked at Fang Xiang with an incredible expression on his face.

Howard didn't care about the vehicle behind him at all, and they collided with each other because of his brakes.

"Do you know what you are talking about, my friend?"

Cessna 172 can almost be said to be the top private jet in the world today.

A better product than this one would mean that the Hughes Aircraft Company would be able to get out of the predicament of only building aircraft for him.

It is truly aimed at the general public, no, it is aimed at the wealthy market who purchase private jets.

No, not just the Hughes Aircraft Company, Howard remembered, he also owned shares in Cessna.

“Certainly, Cessna’s products, in my eyes, are outdated.

I have more advanced technology, design, and engines than it.

I just lacked a partner who could make it happen.”

Fang wanted to say this slowly and calmly.

Then he looked at Howard with a meaningful look.

"Boom!"

"Puni Laomu, can you drive?

Come down here!

Do you know who is sitting in our car? ! "

At this time, a fat man with a cigarette in his mouth was knocking on the glass angrily on the window.

Interrupting their conversation.