Rebirth of Hong Kong's tycoons, shorting Eagle Sauce

"Yaland, I want two MiG-29s and two Su-27s, including their design drawings."

The playboy on the other end of the phone, hugging two slim-waisted and long-legged girls, said with a smile:

"Lee, are you going to fight somewhere? You actually asked for these two most advanced fighters."

Yaland has long been accustomed to the whims of his partners. Even if Wang Lei asked him to build an aircraft carrier, he would not be surprised.

"I'm not kidding you, man. This is a big deal I brought in. Whether we can make a lot of money depends on the network of relationships you have been bragging about to me."

Yaland only thought for a few seconds and responded:

"A few planes are not a problem. I'll ask them to dismantle them into parts and send them to you. The key is that you have to ask the customer to promise us that these four planes will not appear in the international field of vision for at least five years."

"You can rest assured that they will never be used in actual combat."

Everyone is smart. Yaland immediately guessed that someone wanted to copy these two fighters.

This actually made him feel more at ease. As long as the other party is not stupid enough to use these planes in actual combat, there will be no problem.

"What does the design drawing say?"

"According to the confidentiality regulations, each part has a dedicated designer. It is difficult to bribe everyone, but for me... it is not a difficult task. Leave it to me. Although it takes some time, it is not a problem."

"Okay, I know you can do it. As for the price, leave it to me. I guarantee that you will be satisfied."

Yaland said with a smile:

"You decide the price. You are the major shareholder. Everything is up to you."

Back in the box again, everyone looked at him.

The look of expectation and desire was touching.

Chief Zhao couldn't wait to ask, "Mr. Wang, how is it?"

"No problem at all. We can support cash on delivery. We will give you part of the design drawings first, and you can identify the authenticity. It's not too late to pay after confirming that it is genuine."

Hearing Wang Lei's words, Chief Zhao's worries disappeared immediately, and he smiled gratefully:

"Mr. Wang is really a straightforward person. Don't worry, the motherland will not default on its debts."

At this time, he looked at the father and son of the Wang family differently, and had a new understanding of the Wang family's ability to have a global vision.

If the father and son of the Wang family were just VIPs before, they had risen to the level of state guests in his heart at this moment.

The military representatives were even more alcoholic.

This time, Wang Lei was drunk without any surprise.

When I woke up the next day, I had forgotten how I got back. I only vaguely remembered that I was drinking until the end, and I was arm in arm with Commander Zhao, patting my chest and saying:

"Tell me what you like. I have nothing that is not for sale. I can even get you an aircraft carrier."

At that time, Commander Zhao's eyes revealed a strange look.

Thinking about it now, Wang Lei felt a headache secretly, and just hoped that Commander Zhao would not take his drunken words seriously.

As soon as he walked to the door, he heard a female soldier complaining carelessly:

"Isn't he just a wealthy man in the port city? Is it necessary to send us to protect him closely?"

The words showed that she was very dissatisfied with Commander Zhao's arrangement.

A soldier next to her hurriedly stopped her and said:

"Director Bai, you'd better say less. The other party is not an ordinary rich man. You didn't know last night that he can not only help us get the Su-27, but even the aircraft carrier is not for sale."

"Just him?" The female soldier surnamed Zhao was full of disdain, "You believe the bragging in the bar. If the Su-27 is so easy to buy, why should we wait until today."

The other people heard this and felt that it made sense. After they calmed down last night, they all felt that Xiao Wang always exaggerated his ability.

What can he, a rich second-generation from Gangcheng, get if the state agencies can't get it?

Just when Zhao Ling wanted to further "attack" Wang Lei, the door of the suite slowly opened.

Several people hurriedly straightened their chests, their faces slightly red, and they also felt that talking about others behind their backs was not what a gentleman should do.

Zhao Ling, who was wearing a pair of pigtails, couldn't help but look at the person she was forced to protect.

Today, Wang Lei wore a black jacket on his upper body, jeans on his lower body, and had the same hairstyle as Guo Tianwang. His outfit was more fashionable than the popular styles in Hong Kong.

Zhao Ling's eyes lit up immediately, and he couldn't help but sigh that he was such a handsome boy.

Wang Lei, who originally wanted to refuse protection, had a different idea in his mind after seeing Zhao Ling's heroic appearance.

Zhao Ling didn't look like a big and strong female soldier in the impression. She was white and clean, which made people couldn't help but look at her twice.

"Mr. Wang, the commander sent us to protect you after knowing that you were going back to Mang Village."

"Protect me?"Wang Lei and Liu Hu both looked teasing. It wasn't that he looked down on the soldiers of Longguo, but Zhao Ling looked like this. If he really encountered any danger, he might throw a set of gangster excitement punches.

Who would protect whom at that time?

"Who do you look down on? I am a ranked contestant in the women's martial arts competition. Beating you is like drinking water."

"Oh, then I must try it when I have a chance to see if it is really that powerful."

If he hadn't drunk a little too much last night, Wang Lei really wanted to try the moves taught by Master Li Qing with Zhao Ling.