Rebirth of the Military Industrial Overlord

After exiting the customs, everyone saw Mahmoud standing in the crowd at a glance. His straight posture and typical South Asian face were very eye-catching among the crowded white people at Charles de Gaulle Airport. Tan Zhenhua noticed that he was still beside him. There were two people standing, one of whom was in his thirties and looked like a Chinese face. Tan Zhenhua guessed it was a staff member sent by the Chinese Embassy to assist, while the other was a middle-aged man in his 40s with a smile on his face.

This middle-aged man wore a decent suit, with thick black curly hair and a well-defined face like an ancient Roman sculpture. His eye sockets were deep, and his pale brown eyes sparkled with kind but slightly cunning light. There are short beards on the lips and under the jaws and they have been carefully trimmed at first sight. Although they have reached middle age, they still maintain a very good figure, handsome, elegant and calm.

He is really a handsome middle-aged uncle, Tan Zhenhua thought, if this person walks on Huaxia Street more than 30 years later, the custody can attract a large group of fans to rush up to chat and ask for WeChat ID.

When we met before, it turned out that the middle-aged Chinese was Tian Hong, the second secretary sent by the Chinese Embassy in Paris to assist in the work. He will accompany the visit and serve as a French translator throughout the visit.

Lao Ma is everyone’s old friend. Everyone has already figured out the reason for his presence on the plane. Naturally, they approached him affectionately and greeted him, and Mahmoud shook hands one by one. And when it was Tan Zhenhua's last turn, the old horse winked at him narrowly.

After the meeting with everyone, Mahmoud began to introduce the man who came with him: "This is Charles Edelsteiner, Secretary-General of Dassault Group. He will arrange our itinerary in Gaul."

"Hello, Mr. Charles, oh, I have to say, you are so handsome, if I were a lady, I would definitely be fascinated by your demeanor." Tan Zhenhua politely spoke to this handsome uncle in English. Shaking a handshake, the handsome uncle also smiled and responded in English: "Hello Eric, I have heard of you, but I didn't dare to confirm until I met today that you are really so young."

The two completed their first verbal temptation in seemingly complimenting each other, and they knew each other well. This time they met a well-matched opponent.

Charles is obviously very good at dealing with people. In the mutual compliments with Song Wenhua and Chen Yijian, he also apologized to explain the reason why he could not meet with the two Chinese masters last year-at that time he was doing a business in Ozhou Negotiations; and when she shook hands with Zhang Xiaohua, she praised her for her beauty and elegance. Although Zhang Xiaohua had to use Tian Hong’s translation to understand the meaning of this handsome uncle, there are still some flashing eyes. Judging by the red clouds that appeared on her cheeks, Sister Xiaohua must have been confused by this handsome.

At least he was confused by Shuai for a while.

Almost everyone in the party was impressed by this person's demeanor, except for one-Lu Jiangang, um, Tan Zhenhua swears that he saw Lu Jiangang clenching his teeth and clenching his fists.

The airport is not a place to talk. Under Charles' arrangement, the group quickly boarded a special car sent by Dassault and went straight to the Dassault Group headquarters in downtown Paris.

The driver’s driving route is obviously carefully designed. This road passes through several famous landmarks in Paris-such as the Arc de Triomphe, such as the Eiffel Tower, such as the Champs-Elysées, and Charles takes the initiative to act as a tour guide. In every location, he will use a magnetic baritone to introduce the historical allusions of these famous attractions, and this obviously has greatly improved his favorability in the eyes of everyone.

After going around a big circle, the car finally drove into the door of Dassault Group. Several people had gathered in front of the door. Tan Zhenhua found that these people were very skillful in standing. There was a fat man who looked more than 50 people. The half-year-old balding white man surrounded him like stars holding the moon. It seemed that this must be a big man.

Before he could think about it, Song Wenhua next to him had already explained the origin of this person: "Unexpectedly, Mahmoud's face is so great that even Mr. Dassault would be willing to come out to meet him in person."

Mahmoud hurriedly waved his hand and said, "It's not that I have a lot of face. It is Mr. Dassault who heard that your Master Song and Master Chen are coming, so he insisted on coming out to meet them."

Tan Zhenhua sighed in his heart, and thought to himself: "This, is it Dassault, the legendary legendary aircraft design master? Isn't that right? Old Dassault heard that he is over 80 years old, why does he look so young?"

And Charles, who was greeting everyone to get off the car, explained his question in due course. He smiled and said: "Dear guests, I heard that the two chief teachers are going to visit our company again, and Mr. Eric is accompanying him. Mr. Marcel Dassault is very happy, but his old man is 88 years old after all and it is not very convenient for him to move, so he asked his son Mr. Serge to greet him, and please don’t take offense."

It turned out to be so.

The group of people got into the car chaotically to meet Serge and his party who came to greet him. Obviously, neither Song Wenhua nor Chen Yijian met with Serge for the first time, and the age of these three is not too different, and they are foreign. So, after meeting each other, we made a lot of affection, and when it was finally Tan Zhenhua’s turn, Serge Dassault held his hand but looked at him up and down for a long time, and then gave Tan Zhenhua the whole day. Senseless.

"Eric, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

"What?"

Young Master Tan Er immediately gave Leide a heart-warming look, and said in his heart that my fame is so big? You even know Serge Dassault of Gaul? And, what does he mean by waiting for me for a long time?

He asked cautiously: "Mr. Serge, this is my first visit to Gaul. When have you heard of me?"

Serge squeezed his eyes at him and said: "There is a young Chinese hero in London who first bought a full set of "BAC" production lines and patent licenses, and then bought twelve "Sea Harrier" fighter jets. The matter has long been spread in the aviation industry all over the world. If I haven’t heard of it, I’m ignorant, don’t you think Eric?"

Tan Zhenhua said abruptly: "It turns out that this is the case. I'm just a fledgling boy. How can I be called a hero and made my seniors laugh. But, Mr. Serge, why did you say you waited for me for a long time?"

Serge replied with a smile: "Well, it's a secret for the time being, Eric, they say you are a smart person, why don't you guess first?"