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Chapter 11 This thing seems to be throwing bombs! Third update
  As he spoke, Whiteman put his hands behind his back in a pretentious manner, held his head high, and looked at the sky through the window.

Like a wise wise man!
  Waiting for inquiries from followers.

After a while, Peter also stood by the window, looked up and asked:
  "Mr. Whiteman, I don't understand what you said!"

"At your age, you don't need to understand!" After saying that, Whiteman looked back and his eyes became sharp again.

He walked to the desk next to him, took out a palm-sized notebook from his arms, and started writing on it.

Not long after, he handed a piece of paper to Peter.

"Later, if you are stuck in time and you are stuck in the time before get off work in China, send them a message!"

"Let's just talk about the manufacturer Long Guo. I don't know where it got the steel cables we purchased to make aircraft carrier arresting cables!"

"Now they are asking for a lot of money! One million dollars a piece!"

"And remember! You have to get off the phone in a hurry!"

"No matter how they call, don't answer!"

"Wait for about an hour and call again!"

"Just say that it should be official news from the Dragon Kingdom! At the same time, it is said that this may be the last batch of blocking ropes!"

"Then hang up! Call back in about twenty minutes!"

"Let's just say the price has been negotiated! US$70 a piece!"

"Go to a separate account!"

A series of words made Peter stunned on the spot.

Closing his eyes and sorting through all the words, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the boss in front of him in shock!
  He couldn't imagine such a person who he regarded as America's elite!

He's actually calculating America's money!
  "Sir! You!" Pete exclaimed!
  Then, he saw the person opposite him put his finger to his mouth nonchalantly.

"Shh!"

"Ten thousand dollars for one!"

Pete shook his head and refused!

The next second, his loud voice sounded.

"Too little!"

Snapped! Whiteman slapped Pete on the head and cursed: "You little bastard, do you think I can get the remaining $19?"

"As for your ten thousand dollars, you have to let the gentlemen divide it first, and then it's our turn!"

"I give you some money to make you understand!"

"In this world, only interests are eternal!"

"As the official White Gloves, we must understand this truth!"

"Instead of thinking of yourself as a spy! Go do the work that involves death or injury!"

"Understand!"

"America gets off work in two hours, go get ready!"

After scolding, Whiteman lay down on the bed calmly, pulled the quilt over his head, and fell asleep.

Peter, who was next to him, could only sit next to him and start making phone calls at the appointed time.

Until daybreak.

And Whiteman's cell phone has been ringing since Pete's first call!
  Never stop!

When he got up in the morning, Whiteman picked up his phone and glanced at it nonchalantly.

He went downstairs to have breakfast, punched himself twice in the chest, and then hurriedly dialed the phone.

"It should be the Dragon Kingdom official! They are investigating recently!"

"This should be the last batch!"

"I'm going to go to Ability Co., Ltd. later to discuss it again and let them supply the goods for the last time!"

"Sir, I'll do my best!"

"For America!"

After the emotional performance, Whiteman took Pete to Ability Co., Ltd. again.

However, they were stopped just as they reached the door.

"Hello! This factory is closed today!"

When he saw the person blocking the road, Whiteman did not panic, but looked excited. Find an angle to take a photo and send a message.

"An official member of the Dragon Kingdom!"

After sending the message, the two returned to the car and began the long wait.

In the factory.

Song Mingzheng visited the factory under the leadership of Lin Yu.

On the seventh floor of the office building, Lin Yu pushed open the door opposite the elevator.

Inside were several young people sitting in front of the computer, drawing drawings.

"This is our design room! We will customize some modular components according to customer needs!"

Song Ming's eyes were very sharp, and at a glance he saw two people exchanging drawings in the corner.

As soon as he rolled his eyes, he leaned over in an instant.

As he approached, Lin Yu walked up to Feng Jingwei and asked in a low voice: "Feng Chu, who is this?"

Feng Jingwei's eyes were erratic, looking around him warily, and at the same time he replied in a low voice:
  "Chief Designer 004, most of the equipment purchased by the Navy must pass through his discernment!"

"It took a day to test your blocking ropes, and you came here without even touching the ground!"

"As long as he approves it, your stuff will never have to worry about sales!"

"But he said he wanted to see if he could produce something better!"

A treacherous smile instantly appeared on Lin Yu's face. He quietly raised his right hand and made an OK gesture, "OK!"

In front, two people exchanging drawings were stared at by Song Ming from behind, feeling uncomfortable all over.

After staring at the drawing for a while, Song Ming reached out and waved towards Feng Jingwei.

When people passed by, he immediately said: "This thing seems to be dropping bombs!"

Hearing this, Feng Jingwei also leaned over and stared for a while, then turned his head and looked at Lin Yu with doubtful eyes.

Being watched by a group of people, Lin Yu whistled calmly.

"This is a bucket for fireworks! Recyclable fireworks base!"

Song Ming was about to ask more questions, but Feng Jingwei quickly stopped him, pulled him to the corner, and lowered his voice to explain.

"Many of these things are exported to foreign countries. We can't use them, but they are useful abroad!"

"If it can create an economy, don't ask, Mr. Song!"

“If we hadn’t done this, maybe we wouldn’t have been able to get the blocking rope!”

Song Ming was a man who had seen strong winds and waves.

He just thought about this explanation for a moment and then turned around.

Only when there is a market can there be development.

No market, nothing!

Shaking his head, he walked over to the two people who had just exchanged drawings, pointed at the drawings on the screen, and said:

"Here, here, and here, we should add a buckle to make it easier to disassemble!"

After speaking, he turned to Lin Yu and said, "Mr. Lin, let's go see the blocking rope!"

Warehouse where steel cables are stacked.

Thousands of steel cables are placed one on top of the other.

Thousands of neatly cut heads appeared in front of Song Ming's eyes, and a line of tears flowed from the eyes of the 004 aircraft carrier designer!

There are thousands of them here!

If only you could test it yourself!
  Then the blocking rope of the 004 aircraft carrier is completely sufficient!

Even if the first three ships are modified together, it will be enough for a long time!
  Moreover, this factory can produce thousands of such steel cables, and coupled with the experimental data of thousands of blocking cables, it is fully capable of producing better ones!
  There is one less problem on the aircraft carrier!
  Song Ming turned around, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his sleeves, and said with a smile: "Mr. Lin must have seen the joke!!"

"How many steel cables like this can you produce at one time?"

Lin Yu nodded his chin towards the steel cable pile and said nonchalantly: "This is the amount for one time!"

"That kind of special steel can be smelted hundreds of cubic meters at a time. It's a waste if it can't be used up!"

"But Mr. Song, you want a better cable, and I have it here too!"

(End of this chapter)