Chapter 83 A mysterious organization visits? ! Take your resources away from my house!
Huddled in a corner of the street, this black and white pair even felt a bit chilly in this summer.
Parker took out all the two men's belongings from his pocket, a ten-dollar bill and other scattered five-dollar and one-dollar bills.
Then he said helplessly: "This is the last fifty dollars left. This is not enough for us to eat for a few days."
"Buhler, if this continues, we will starve to death here sooner or later."
Any fast food here in Yingjiang costs six or seven dollars, and even if the two of them only eat the cheapest food and drink the cheapest drinking water for a day, they will spend at least twenty-five dollars.
The business that this slum can receive is really pitiful. You are lucky if you can make more than ten or twenty US dollars a day. Often, you can't even open a single order for the whole day.
In the extreme situation of not being able to get a job, the money was only enough to fill their stomachs for three days, so Parker didn't even buy his favorite Coke in the past few days.
His meaning was very obvious. If you really couldn't survive in this small town, it would be better to go directly to another city and continue to struggle.
After all, a living person cannot suffocate to death, let alone starve to death.
"Hold on for a few more days." Buhler shook his head: "At least until that 'weird uncle' shows up, we can take two thousand dollars before leaving. Fifty dollars can't leave the Bay Area."
"Keep reading and you won't feel hungry anymore."
After he finished speaking, he continued to pick up a book with a red cover and read it.
If that doesn't work, Buhler plans to sell his last valuable possessions.
Although it was the last relic left by his mother to him, people were starving to death, so he still considered whether to leave it as a relic or not, and to redeem it when he had the money.
After a while.
Parker couldn't calm down and read a book at all, but murmured to himself: "I wish I were the little match girl... That would be great..."
"Isn't it cold now? Are you hallucinating from hunger?" Buller frowned.
"No, you misunderstood." Parker stared into his eyes and said seriously: "I want all of them to see my deceased grandmother."
Hearing this, Buhler's face turned black with anger: "Please read to me carefully."
What a dark fairy tale, you are the little girl selling nuclear bombs, right?
That's when.
Suddenly, there was a burst of messy footsteps outside the alley.
Seeing this movement, the two of them knew who it was without thinking too much. It was definitely the local gang!
"It seems we have to change places again."
Buller's face was solemn.
This is the most backward and desolate area in the entire small town of Livermore. If you don't miss this area, it means that the entire town has been divided up by several gangs. Otherwise, it wouldn't be so "hurried".
"Damn, this is also their sphere of influence?" Parker stood up, shock written all over his face.
Good guy, this is a slum. Usually even when a mouse comes, you have to donate two copper coins and leave crying.
What sphere of influence are you dividing here? Is the economic environment of Yingjiang really that bad? Even your gang is starting to get involved?
"That weird uncle, no matter what you want us to do."
"Please show up quickly!" Parker said secretly while running.
He had never been an admirer of capitalism before, but now he doesn't mind becoming a "socialist fighter" at all. ’
Even death would be better than starving to death in such a miserable state.
When the two 'Texas ruthless men' ran away in a hurry.
On the other side, there is the top-secret external communication room of the Daxia Academy of Sciences.
Looking at the reply email displayed on the screen, Zhang Yuli and Zheng Lixing fell into a long period of silence.
Time seemed to pass by for a long time until the tea on the table was completely cold.
"Old Zhang, did I hear you correctly?"
Zheng Lixing finally came to his senses: "What this 'mysterious organization' means is that they plan to personally send people to collect the billion US dollars after a while?"
"It seems that this is what they meant." Zhang Yuli clenched his fist: "This is great."
The excitement on their faces was already palpable.
If members of this 'mysterious organization' came to Daxia, wouldn't they be able to come into contact with this magical organization?
Even if it is not to investigate the specific origins of this organization, it can at least win over them and bring the cooperation between the two parties to a higher level.
Of course, the two of them also had a strong curiosity in their hearts. What would the members of this 'mysterious organization' look like?
It is possible to obtain a complete set of F35 and F22 fighter jet technologies from Yingjiang, and even the unknown existence of B-2 and Neon national treasure-level industrial machine tool technologies.
Even if the members of the 'mysterious organization' have three heads and six arms, Zhang Yuli and Zheng Lixing will only say: "It's reasonable!"
As long as it doesn't fly down from the clouds, wouldn't it be very common sense?
After all, they said it was a 'mysterious organization', but the outrageous things it did were things that only a 'fairy organization' could do.
Zheng Lixing thought deeply: "This 'mysterious organization' member is coming to Daxia, so we have to prepare well."
What level do the members who came belong to the 'mysterious organization'? ?
And what kind of specifications are needed for this secret reception? Should it be grand or low-key, and let the diplomatic department or the defense department handle it?
And other related issues need to be dealt with by their 'special secret group'.
"You reminded me that we should really make various plans in advance."
Zhang Yuli walked back and forth in the room: "And they don't seem to have said when they can come, which means they will most likely arrive in Daxia soon, and there may not be much time left for us."
"Are you so nervous?" Zheng Lixing looked at him like this and couldn't help but laugh.
However.
Zhang Yuli glanced at him: "Where can you go to get yourself so well?"
All I could see was that Zheng Lixing's thighs were shaking uncontrollably, and he was obviously in an extremely excited state. Not only him, Zhang Yuli felt that his mood at this moment was probably three points more nervous than when he got married and had children.
He was about to have his first real intimate contact with this 'mysterious organization'. If one mistake was made, the relationship between the two would be pushed into the abyss. How could this not make him nervous?
For the current Daxia, the importance of the mysterious organization may be far more important than any other diplomatic countries, and there must be no mistakes.
In addition, we can also roughly get a glimpse of who they are. Do they only have great energy in Yingjiang, or do they have a small number of members even in Daxia?
This was simply a huge puzzle that kept circling in his mind.
It wasn't until a while later that the two of them returned to their previous calm state of mind.
At this time.
Suddenly.
There were footsteps outside the door, and after several unlocking procedures, Liu Zhixue walked in.
"Dean, Mr. Zheng, the Persian ambassador has invited you to a diplomatic dinner tonight. He said there are urgent matters to discuss."
Hearing this, the two of them looked at each other, and their Shisui-like mood stirred up waves again.
I also guessed the main purpose of the Persian ambassador’s invitation to the dinner.
"It seems that we have another order?" Zheng Lixing touched his beard and said cheerfully.
Since the last purchase of a small drone, the Persian ambassador has not actively contacted their Xia Ke Academy for a long time.
"It's faster than I expected. I thought they would contact us after half a month. I didn't expect to buy the drone so soon." Zhang Yuli was not surprised.
This time we contacted again after a few weeks, and it was obvious that all the drones in Gaza had been exhausted.
Zheng Lixing said quietly: "We pay dividends to the drones of the 'mysterious organization', but it seems that the dividends are too little."
The weapons and equipment of drones are so easy to use, how could Palestine not ask Persia to continue to purchase some in large quantities.
When the 'mysterious organization' is actually paid, the sales of drones will be more than just these ten million US dollars.
At night.
A black vehicle with an embassy license plate parked at the entrance of the State Guesthouse.
Ambassador Ahmed Hassan, wearing formal clothes, walked in hastily.
Although he was the initiator of the dinner, for the sake of the 'secret' principle of this negotiation, the Persian Consulate General was still invited by the diplomatic department of Daxia to attend a banquet in a diplomatic manner.
When I walked into the banquet hall, I saw several familiar faces in front of me.
"Dean Zhang, Academician Zheng, and Factory Director Li, I didn't expect you to come too."
Ahmed Hassan shook hands with several people and said politely.
"I'm the protagonist of this banquet, how could I not be there?" Li Yunshan had a smile on his face.
As the director of the 732 Military Factory, how could he not participate in the purchase of small drones by Persia?
Zhang Yuli led him to his seat: "Ambassador Hassan, we cooked a lot of authentic Persian dishes for today's banquet."
"You have to see if it suits your taste and see how good the chef is."
Ahmed Hassan smiled: "Then I have to give it a try."
After eating a few simple bites of food, we exchanged pleasantries for a while.
"I guess I'll just put it bluntly. This time we in Persia hope to purchase large quantities of the same small drones we had before."
Ahmed Hassan put down the tableware and looked at the people in front of him: "This weapon is very effective and is very helpful to the situation in the Middle East."
"You have to ask Factory Director Li about this. We don't know much about the production capacity of the military factory." Zhang Yuli smiled and waved his hand.
As the president of Xia Ke Academy, how could Li Yunshan deceive others?
Facing Ahmed Hassan's longing eyes.
"I don't know, how many drones do you need to purchase in Persia this time?" Li Yunshan replied, pretending to be confused.
"Start with at least 100,000 aircraft, and the more, the better!"
"One hundred thousand drones, that's not a problem. It's just that our military factory... you know it." Li Yunshan sighed: "The production capacity is really insufficient, and we can't build one hundred thousand drones in a short time. .”
He didn't need Zhang Yuli and Zheng Lixing's hints to know what he should say.
Don't ask, just ask because there is insufficient production capacity.
"Then what do you think we should do?" Ahmed Hassan's face was very calm. He had already guessed what Daxia would say.
"For US$2,500 per small drone of this kind, we can produce 100,000 of them in one month and deliver them to Persia." Li Yunshan reported an astonishing figure.
If you want to expand production capacity, you can only add money!
Add money to ensure that tasks are completed on time and on demand.
Ahmed Hassan gritted his teeth and made up his mind: "Two thousand one hundred dollars, and we must deliver 50,000 drones within a week."
“We still pay according to resources!”
There are no U.S. dollars in Persia, but there are plenty of resources in Persia.
Hurry up and have your trucks come to us in Persia and take your resources away from my house.
"Happy cooperation!" Li Yunshan smiled and extended his hand.
They have made a lot of money this time. What other arms does 732 Military Factory sell?
Selling arms and weapons, how can there be huge profits from selling drones!
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