After listening to Director Liao's analysis, Fengyun's face turned ugly.

He was not worried about winning or losing, but how many cards he should reveal?

With his current physical fitness, beating three or five soldiers is no problem.

But in this way, all his cards are exposed.

The next time the enemy deals with him, they may even use anti-material sniper rifles...

Calculating the power in his hands, the most capable of fighting in the front are Xu Zhengyang and Xiaofu, Xiaozhuang is suitable for sniping, and as for the others, they are a little worse than the previous ones.

Fengyun fell into deep thought, how can he play this exercise beautifully without exposing all his strength?

Unfortunately, he only has the power of two heroes in his hands now. If he can gather ten heroes, he won't have such a headache.

Suddenly, Fengyun's mind flashed, and he thought of a method that is effective and will not reveal his cards too much... drones.

The technology of drones appeared as early as the 1920s and 1930s of this century, but it was not popularized due to the cost problem.

Director Liao saw Fengyun suddenly close his eyes and think deeply, so he didn't disturb him.

Fengyun opened the system space, entered the keyword drone and started searching. Sure enough, a lot of options appeared, both physical objects and drawings were involved.

Fengyun suddenly laughed. This time, their Hongxing Security had a chance to become famous.

He suddenly opened his eyes and said to Editor Liao: "Brother Liao, can our country manufacture drones?"

Editor Liao was a little confused after hearing this. He asked puzzledly: "Drone, are you talking about that kind of target aircraft?"

Longguo had fully mastered the manufacturing technology of drone target aircraft as early as the 1970s, but this kind of target aircraft has a long production cycle and high cost.

Fengyun suddenly realized that he didn't seem to ask the right question.

"It's not that kind of target aircraft, it's," Fengyun thought for a while and uttered a few words from his mouth. "It's that kind of model aircraft, a model aircraft that can be controlled and flown in the sky."

The small drone in Fengyun's mind is more appropriately described as a model aircraft.

"Model airplane?"

Editor-in-Chief Liao looked at Fengyun in confusion, really wondering what was going on in this guy's mind.

At this time, what's the point of those useless model airplanes?

Editor-in-Chief Liao thought about it, shook his head and said, "I'm not sure about this, but I can ask those radio factories. I guess this shouldn't be a problem."

Fengyun was overjoyed, and took Editor-in-Chief Liao's hand affectionately, saying, "My editor-in-chief, I'll leave this to you. Help me find a few experts in this area.

The model airplane doesn't need to be too heavy, two or three kilograms is enough.

I'll give them a monthly salary of 50,000 each, and the research and development expenses are calculated separately, and they can be paid in Hong Kong dollars or US dollars."

Editor-in-Chief Liao touched Fengyun's forehead.

"You kid are not going to be mad, are you kidding me? 50,000 per month per person, are you kidding me?"

"No kidding, my editor-in-chief, I'm asking you to help me with this matter. You have a wide network of contacts, please help me find a few more experts, don't worry about the money, money is just a number to me."

Editor-in-chief Liao was a little speechless, but the man in front of him, who was half a year younger than his son, was really a rich man at present.

Editor-in-chief Liao was really thinking in his mind whether he should find 10 or 8 such experts for this guy at a time, which would be nearly 500,000 Hong Kong dollars a month, which is equivalent to the foreign exchange earning ability of a small county.

At that moment, he said to Fengyun seriously: "You kid are not kidding, right? 50,000 Hong Kong dollars a month or the equivalent in US dollars, I want to find you 10 people, wouldn't that be 500,000?"

"Really not kidding, my big editor, let alone 10 or 8, even if it's 100 or 80, I can still afford their salaries, isn't it just a few million, a drizzle."

Then, he glanced at Editor Liao again and continued: "This matter needs to be done quickly, time is running out. But, Brother Liao, don't fish in troubled waters and find me people who know nothing to fill the numbers.

According to international practice, after the matter is completed, I will give you a 10% commission."

After listening to Fengyun's words, Editor Liao laughed and scolded: "You kid, who do you think I am? Do I, an old man, want to fool a young boy like you? But, that 10% commission, you didn't make fun of me, an old man, did you?"

At present, the country is extremely short of foreign exchange, and Editor Liao naturally cannot miss this opportunity to collect money. Besides, this amount was proposed by Fengyun himself.

On the 4th day, Fengyun brought Song Zihao and Xu Zhengyang directly to Sihai County.

Hongxing Motorcycle Manufacturing Factory.

The production line is now in operation, and motorcycle parts are being produced continuously.

In the conference room.

The people that Editor-in-Chief Liao had found were already in place. To Fengyun's surprise, one of them was an academician of radio.

Yang Fan introduced: "Brother Feng, you are so lucky. Old Chen has been recuperating for the past six months and has not yet taken charge of any work. He heard about your case and rushed over to help."

Yang Fan pointed to one of the energetic old men and introduced him to Fengyun.

Fengyun was flattered and grabbed Old Chen's hand and said excitedly: "Old Chen, thank you so much, you really helped a lot."

Usually, such people are national treasures. Fengyun is just a Hong Kong businessman. He can never invite such a great god.

But now, due to the complicated situation, a great god like Old Chen was also invited out by Editor-in-Chief Liao.

Old Chen said to Fengyun with a smile: "Feng boy, Lao Liao praised you to me.

Although he didn't tell me specifically what you did, I guess it must be something big.

Tell me, what is the matter that you called us old guys here this time?"

Fengyun didn't waste words, and directly took out the drone blueprint exchanged from the system from his briefcase and said to Old Chen: "Old Chen, I want to develop such a drone, do you think it's possible?"

Old Chen took out the blueprint, looked at it carefully, and suddenly said excitedly: "I didn't expect there is such a sophisticated design, Feng boy, where did you get this blueprint from?"

Fengyun was a little embarrassed, he couldn't say that he exchanged it from the system space.

So, he thought about it and said perfunctorily: "I have contacts with several heavy industry groups in Sakura Country, and this blueprint was obtained from there."

Because it involved Sakura Country, Old Chen just said "oh" and didn't continue to ask.

He knew that if he relied on normal means, such drawings would never be leaked.

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