socalfunplaces Chapter 165
Chapter 165
That night, a helicopter with the military 001 flying on it flew to Wuhu City.
A young officer found Fengyun and saluted him respectfully.
"Chief, please get on board."
Beijing.
In a courtyard.
Given Fengyun's special status, the meeting place was set at Mr. Yang's home.
"Feng boy, tell me, what exactly happened this time? Your uncles and I are very interested in this matter."
There were also several old guys who came with the old man.
Since this was not a formal official meeting, but a visit from the younger generation to the elder.
"Old man, it's like this. It was because of that time that I was hijacked at sea, and then, the commanders of the four fleets were attracted..."
Fengyun told the story of what happened. Although these old men had already known about it in advance, it was still a little different when they heard it from Fengyun, the person involved.
When Fengyun said that he had invested billions to build an oil company in Siberia, several old men were almost shocked.
Although Mr. Yang knew that Fengyun was rich, he thought that Fengyun was only worth a few hundred million at most, and never thought that he would have so much money.
Mr. Yang had already guessed that the commanders of the four fleets were related, otherwise, there would not be so many warships to rescue.
The scene on that day confused the old man.
When he received Fengyun's distress signal, the old man had already asked for instructions. The superiors also attached great importance to this matter, and immediately dispatched a destroyer to rescue.
Originally, based on this matter, the old man was ready to brag in front of Fengyun.
However, when the fleet that went to rescue reported that there were four fleets of the Bear Country here, Mr. Yang was completely dumbfounded.
He knew that Fengyun was playing tricks, but he didn't know that Fengyun was playing so tricks.
If it were in the past, Mr. Yang would naturally be very concerned about these things.
But now, the 10 billion mentioned by Fengyun really made Mr. Yang lose interest in everything.
After listening to Fengyun's story, Mr. Yang said in disbelief: "Just because you had contact last time, this time, that Muhammad came to you with a bill of 10 billion US dollars?"
"Old man, you got the wrong concept. It's not that Muhammad came with a bill of 10 billion, but the total amount of Babylon's arms procurement this time is 10 billion, of which Muhammad has the right to decide only 1 billion."
The word "only" made the old man roll his eyes at Fengyun.
"1 billion, how much is the country's foreign exchange reserves in a year, and it turned out to be only 1 billion in your mouth?"
The other old men also nodded in agreement.
"This time, in addition to ordering drones worth 200 million US dollars from me, the other party also plans to purchase a batch of tanks and missiles for 800 million US dollars.
Old man, you see how kind I am. I will be the first to inform you as soon as I get the news.
First, let's see if we have any suitable equipment. If not, I will go to the Bear Country. Such a large equipment purchase contract cannot be ruined."
"Yes, yes, Feng boy, you are right. Come, have a cup of tea first, and we will talk slowly." Old man Yang brewed a pot of tea for the first time and personally poured a cup for Fengyun.
Fengyun pretended to blow on the surface, and then, regardless of the scalding heat, poured it directly into his stomach.
With Fengyun's current strong physical fitness, this temperature really has little effect on him.
The old man pointed at Fengyun with great heartache.
"You kid, you are really a bull chewing on a peony. These tea leaves are the Dahongpao tea from the mother trees on Wuyi Mountain. I usually don't want to drink them. It's a waste to give them to you."
Feng Yun said indifferently: "Old man, you invited me to drink tea. I really can't tell the difference between a hundred yuan tea and a ten thousand yuan tea. If it were you, you might as well give me a bottle of Coke..."
The old and the young joked with each other again before getting into the topic.
"Old man, do you have anything to show for it?
The other party's requirements are quite high. It must be powerful, powerful, well-armored, and preferably with automatic aiming..."
The old men looked at each other and nodded to Old Man Yang.
"Feng, you know that the domestic industrial modernization has only been going on for a few years. This is all thanks to the two five-axis machining centers you got last time.
For this tank, the domestic technology and process may still be a little behind the other party's requirements.
But in terms of missiles, thanks to the few THAAD 13s you got, weThe range of domestic missiles has now reached more than 2,000 kilometers.
Moreover, the most important thing is that our domestic missiles are at least 1/3 cheaper than the same-level products on the international market..."
Feng Yun was also a little surprised to hear that China now has missiles with a range of more than 2,000 kilometers.
"Grandpa, what is the cost price of this missile? What is the selling price you are going to set?" Feng Yun asked.
The old man did not hide the price from Feng Yun. Professional matters should be handled by professionals.
Therefore, the old man said truthfully: "This missile, because it is newly developed, has a cost price of about 100 million. If the technology matures in the future, the cost can be controlled within 80 million.
As for the sales price, we are not familiar with this. I think the price should be set at about 200 million. "
Two hundred million for a missile, this price is not too outrageous. In fact, many times, you can't buy such scarce goods even if you have money.
Feng Yun touched his chin and said as a matter of course: "Two hundred million US dollars for a missile, this does not seem to be very competitive in the international market."
Old Man Yang suddenly widened his eyes.
"What two hundred million US dollars? We made it in Longguo, so we naturally use dragon coins to calculate. The sales price of each missile is temporarily set at 200 million dragon coins."
"Puff!" Feng Yun just spit out a mouthful of tea that he had just taken into his mouth.
"Two hundred million dragon coins, old man, are you talking about two hundred million dragon coins?"
Feng Yun then realized that the unit the other party said was not US dollars, but dragon coins.
"Otherwise, do you think I was talking about US dollars? "The old man rolled his eyes at Fengyun.
How much money does the country have in foreign exchange reserves at this time?
The cost of a missile is 100 million US dollars, so other industries can't survive.
"Old man, don't blame me for being nosy. I just want to ask, if this kind of missile falls into the hands of hostile forces, then for the security of the country, will it be a little bit..."