Xiaomi Heavy Industry, its first entrepreneurial venture!

Chapter 39: Another Five Million! (Please read on, second update!)
Khalid lowered his eyebrows and frowned as he thought for a moment. He simply took out a notebook from his briefcase and began to write and draw on it.

He was still mumbling something, but his voice was too soft and his accent was a little strange, so Lin Yi couldn't hear it clearly and couldn't make out what he was muttering.

After maintaining this movement for about 10 minutes, Khalid suddenly raised his eyes, pressed the notebook in front of him with his right hand and gently rotated it, then pushed the notebook forward and pushed it in front of Lin Yi.

At this moment, Lin Yi finally saw clearly what was written in the notebook.

It is the number of weapons Khalid needs.

Because Lin Yi said regardless of size, two types of shells were written in the notebook, namely YSP35.5 and YSP118.

Half of the same, a total of 29130 ​​pieces.

As for cannons, this guy asked for 100 of them.

The combined price of these two figures is exactly 3413 million RMB, or 500 million US dollars.

An electric pressure cooker costs 500 yuan, and I make half of the profit, but this so-called cannon makes the majority of the profit.

At the end of the year, the export tax rebate was refunded, and he made a net profit of 6000 million out of more than 4000 million.

It really proves the old saying that a man cannot become rich without unexpected wealth, and a horse cannot become fat without night grass.

If people want to make money, they have to take unconventional approaches.

After the embarrassment of filling out the contract last time, Khalid did not write the Arabic on his own initiative when filling out the contract this time. Instead, he asked Ahmed to do it for him and write the corresponding terms in English in the blank space.

When the delivery time came, Ahmed stopped and looked at Khalid.

Khalid noticed the movement, but did not say anything. Instead, he turned to look at Lin Yi:

"Mr. Lin, I wonder how long it will take for this batch of artillery to be delivered."

"Three months!" Lin Yi spit out a number without emotion. When he learned that it would take half a year to deliver, the smile that Khalid had accumulated not long ago disappeared without a trace in an instant.

This thing...

After three months, the daylily has become cold.

Then, before he could speak, Lin Yi took the lead and explained before him:

"My own steel processing plant will probably take another two months to complete. Before that, I can get a small batch from somewhere else for you to take home and use."

"When the factory is completed, you will find that a mere 2 or so shells are simply not enough."

"As an apology, I'll make up the number of gas tanks you have to 30,000!"

"If you're not in a hurry, you can wait until the factory is built and then ship them in batches. After all, internationally, military equipment sales are often calculated on an annual basis."

"Three months is really insignificant compared to those contracts."

Lin Yi was still talking eloquently, but Khalid and Mohammed opposite him had already started daydreaming.

Lin Yi talked for a long time, but they only heard one sentence - I will prepare small batches for you from other places.

Something about factory construction taking time, three months.

This is obviously an excuse.

These things need to be transported from a secret place, then modified in Lin Yi’s so-called processing plant, disguised as ordinary civilian products, and then sent to the port for loading.

Only in this way can we explain why ordinary electric pressure cookers and liquefied gas cylinders become several times more powerful after passing through their hands.

My fellow Middle Easterners are just less educated, but they are not fools.

To be able to achieve this level, there must be a strong organization, or a strong country, behind it.

There was no doubt that there was a powerful organization behind Lin Yi. He was indeed an official!

Khalid gave Mohammed a subtle wink, and Mohammed received the wink and returned the same look.

Receiving the look, Khalid picked up the pen and wrote the number 180 days on the contract document without hesitation. After writing the number, he wrote his name and the date on the contract.

As soon as the contract was transferred, it was pushed in front of Lin Yi.

Looking at the terms, Lin Yi nodded with satisfaction, signed his name and date, and then began to copy the remaining five copies.

About 30 minutes later, the contract was copied. Both parties checked each other to confirm that no clauses were omitted and no secret modifications were made. Only then did they feel relieved and each collected their three copies of the contract.

The contract was placed in a briefcase. Khalid and Lin Yi stood up at the same time and almost simultaneously extended their right hands to each other:

"Happy cooperation!"

"Happy cooperation!"

After the cooperation was agreed, both sides lost their initial wariness and seemed particularly relaxed. They also spoke less roundaboutly.

Walking out of the door, Lin Yi subconsciously tried to get closer, preparing to invite the three of them to dinner. As soon as he opened his mouth, Khalid raised his hand and waved:
"Mr. Lin, I know your habits, but I'm sorry, we have our own eating habits, and I'm afraid there will be misunderstandings if we all eat together."

"So, Mr. Lin, there's no need to send it off. We'll go back first, prepare the expenses, and then transfer them to your company account."

"When the time comes, Mr. Lin, please shorten the delivery time for the sake of money."

"Thank you!"

After exchanging pleasantries with Lin Yi, Khalid turned around and left with Mohammed without looking back, as if he had made some kind of decision.

After watching the three people disappear in the corridor, Lin Yi patted his briefcase and turned to walk towards the booth.

Khalid and the other two who left dispersed after walking out of the negotiation area and disappeared into the crowd.

Khalid wandered among the crowd for a long time before he came to the volunteer service desk of the exhibition in broken English. He spoke and gestured to the volunteers at the desk for a long time before he got a list of exhibitors prepared by the organizer of the exhibition.

His finger slid across the roster, and when it slid to Xiaomi Heavy Industry Group, a golden light flashed in his eyes. He memorized the information of Xiaomi Heavy Industry in his mind, turned around, and walked out of the exhibition hall.

The three of them reunited in the square, and then found a flower bed to sit down, staring intently at the old man and old woman dancing in the square, and grinning from time to time.

After watching the old man and the old woman for more than half an hour, Muhammad suddenly spoke:
"I didn't find anyone following me!"

He spoke, and Ahmed followed suit, shaking his head, indicating that he was not followed when he left the venue.

Finally, there's Khalid.

He nodded his head as a response to the two of them.

After responding, the three of them fell silent again.

After all, what happened today was too weird and too beyond the common people's cognition.

In the silence, Muhammad broke the silence:

"Are we really going to give him the money?"

"His stuff is good, so what's wrong with giving it to him?" Khalid asked, tilting his head. After asking, he pointed to his feet:
"Next, the five of us will split into three groups. Ahmed and you will form one group, I will form a group by myself, and the two people who will stay at the hotel will form another group."

"Those of you who are staying at the hotel can continue to stay. You two go to the vicinity of his factory. I'll go find the organizer and take a closer look at this Xiaomi Heavy Industry."

"We'll meet up in 24 hours, and I'll be preparing the funds during this time."

After giving his instructions, Khalid waved his hand and said, "Now, go back and eat!"

(End of this chapter)