Siheyuan: Bringing Warehouses to 1959

Zeng Wangcai never said how much he wanted to sell the drone for, and the old men only knew that he was asking $2000 million for one before Zeng Wangcai arrived.

"I heard that the Russians also want to buy it." Liu Yong obviously didn't realize what Zeng Wangcai was talking about, and reminded him, "The Russians are in a bad situation now. The economy is very bad and there is chaos inside. They probably don't have the money to buy it."

"Indeed!" Yang Mingyuan continued, "By the way, the Elena you asked us to find has turned out to be her grandfather. He is a very famous general in the Russian military, named Boris... This person was not promoted by fighting in the war, nor is he a technical talent, but in just a few years, he climbed up from the logistics department to become a general-level logistics officer. He has great power."

No need to ask, he must be an expert at making money.

"Old man!" Zeng Wangcai thought for a moment and asked, "Does the intelligence say that Old Bao has access to the Russians' confidential technological resources?"

"Confidential technology? What do you mean?"

"Aerospace, the Russians are very good at this, not worse than the Americans."

"Why do you ask?"

"We want their good stuff. Does GLONASS know about it? I told Elena that if they want a drone, bring one over in exchange!"

"What are you talking about?"

Snap Snap Snap......

Everyone, including Jiao Hua, stood up.

Crazy, they are going crazy!

Aerospace technology, launching positioning satellites, this is definitely a national weapon.

It goes without saying how important this thing is. First of all, the country's top weapon of mass destruction, the missile, cannot be launched without a positioning satellite.

This is also the important reason why the military has not been able to make any breakthroughs in missiles after receiving Zeng Wangcai’s gift.

Without Zeng Wangcai, the Teletubbies, who borrowed the Beidou of later generations through space, those missiles would be just for show.

So now the top leaders in the country have been discussing an important matter, which is to go out and negotiate, whether with the Russians or the Americans, but in any case, to lease their satellites first.

But renting has too many disadvantages.

The first one is exposing your own weaknesses. Didn’t your family cooperate with Big Bad Wolf and launch a missile that could hit the target far and accurately?

We were really scared at that time. Now you are renting a satellite... Does that mean you haven’t fully mastered the technology, so you can’t use it yet?

The second one is what happened in later generations. Once someone turned off the satellite, you were immediately blinded.

There is no need to talk about other things, but just these two concerns have caused countless people to oppose renting satellites, causing the matter that was originally decided to be delayed until now.

Now Zeng Wangcai says that we should ask the Russians for satellites... How can these old comrades not be excited and go crazy?

"This is impossible, impossible..." Yang Mingyuan said anxiously, "The Russians are not that stupid. That is a national treasure. How could they trade it?"

"Look at what you said, can we talk about it first?" Zeng Wangcai easily comforted the old men one by one and sat them down, patiently explaining, "This is what I thought, I didn't intend to sell it to the Russians, I just wanted to cheat the Americans, the Americans will definitely buy my drones, I am sure of this.

"If the Americans buy it, how could the Russians not want it? Twenty million dollars, ten planes cost two hundred million, one hundred planes cost two billion, how many people can be tempted by two billion..."

To put it bluntly, Zeng Wangcai never expected this matter to be approved by the official authorities.

What he hoped was that Boris and the people behind him would use their power to obtain the relevant technology and then hand it over to him in exchange for drones. After getting the drones, Boris and his people would sell them to the military, getting 2 billion for nothing without spending a penny.

Zeng Wangcai got this inspiration from the fact that the Russians were frantically reselling their technology and property to the Americans, handing over 70 years of wealth to others.

Since they could sell it then, why don’t they dare to think about it now?

"I think Wangcai is right." Liu Yong affirmed Zeng Wangcai's idea and said, "Maybe there is a chance. The Russians are in a very bad situation now. Two billion is not a small amount of money."

"Boris's status is not low!" Yang Mingyuan thought for a moment and said, "Although the intelligence did not say what Boris could access specifically, but... he is definitely not alone, and it is possible that he could access this secret."

"Tell us the intelligence and we will analyze it..."

Several old men immediately turned into military strategists and began to analyze the possibility of success of this matter.

It was so active that Zeng Wangcai became an outsider and had no say at all.

Jiao Hua was younger than the old men and was a little lower in seniority, so he had no choice but to walk over to Zeng Wangcai and sit down, rubbing his hands and saying, "If you really get the technology, will you donate it to the country?"

"No, not this time!" Zeng Wangcai's statement interrupted the analysis of the three old men.

"Why not?" Liu Yong asked, turning around.

"We'll talk about this later!" Zeng Wangcai's phone rang. Yellen was ready. He stood up and said, "The second half is about to begin. Anyway, if we really get the Russians' space satellite technology, we must not donate it to the country... We'll talk about the reason later. Let's go."

"He won't donate?" Yang Mingyuan's eyebrows twitched, "What does he mean? He wants to sell it? How can he afford it?"

"You just can't change your temper!" Liu Yong calmly taught his old friend, "After all these things, you still don't know what kind of person Wangcai is? He must have his reasons for not donating. Let's not guess and just wait for him to explain himself."

"Right, right, right!" Jiao Hua quickly agreed, "Don't misunderstand Wangcai, let's wait."

Jiao Hua was very anxious. He was more anxious about the afternoon negotiation than Zeng Wangcai himself.

Zeng Wangcai had previously classified this trade fair as foreign trade and was giving the green light to a company called "Dajiang" to Zeng Wangcai for approval.

All these drones were sold in the name of Dajiang Company, and finally a terrifying tax was paid.

There is no doubt that Dajiang is the result of Zeng Wangcai plagiarizing his writings.

Having robbed the big guys of their later generations of their way to wealth, Zeng Wangcai can only leave a pun to commemorate him.

Zeng Wangcai went downstairs and came to the door of Yellen and Mason's room.

I'm really busy. Running a business is even busier than slipping cards under doors.

No, after this is over, I must go back to the island to rest for a while, and then go to the Russians, otherwise I will go crazy.

Zeng Wangcai knocked on the door: "Hello, room service..."

Yellen and Mason gave Zeng Wangcai an unexpected answer...

"Mr. Zeng, we can't go on for now. The family needs to investigate and discuss. Sorry..."

Are you not buying this?