Chapter 10 Sign the contract!
After leaving Lockheed Martin and getting into the arms dealer's favorite Range Rover, Mijas, Wang Yang, and Jiang Liangliang headed to the warehouse.

The warehouse is in a place not too far from Lockheed Martin, but definitely not close.

Before they arrived, Wang Yang and Jiang Liangliang saw several soldiers with firearms standing outside the warehouse patrolling.

Wang Yang can also understand this.

After all, this is a warehouse of arms. If someone has evil intentions, the losses and consequences will be unimaginable. Even the largest arms dealer will never want to see his own weapons appear in a terrorist operation.

Jiang Liangliang seemed a little nervous. This was the first time she saw a real person standing there patrolling with a gun. The shock in her heart was huge. It was easy to think of the ferocious faces on the weapons in the movie.

With Mijas in the car, the three of them quickly arrived at the door of the warehouse.

"My friend, the F22 fighter jet you want is placed here. Follow me." Mijas held a cigar in his mouth and raised his hand.

Wang Yang and Jiang Liangliang followed closely behind.

As the two gun-wielding soldiers opened the warehouse door, a chill filled their hearts.

Surrounded by camouflage colors, with a huge long and thick gun barrel straight in front, the combat tank known as the king of land combat is parked there.

Next to it, various firearms are placed on various shelves, including Browning pistols, M4A1 semi-automatic rifles, AK47 rifles, M749 assault rifles, and MK11 sniper rifles.

This place seems to be a huge military factory. Any firearms you want can be found here.

As soon as Wang Yang was stimulated, he felt a strong sense of blood.

This is not an arms dealer's warehouse, this is simply a man's paradise!

He firmly believed that no man could remain calm when seeing these guns and tanks. This was impossible.

Of course, except for those Eryizi.

On the contrary, Jiang Liangliang shrank beside Wang Yang in fear. She had no interest in these weapons and only felt fear.

"Wang Yang, what you see is just a display here. I believe you have heard about the strength of our Lockheed Martin Company. If you have any needs in the future, as long as you can handle your Jiuzhou side, You can come over and pick out what you want at any time." Mijas was very enthusiastic at the moment.

Wang Yang nodded: "No problem."

Unless next time you can get empty-shell fighter jets, tanks, etc. that have been retired by the US military, we will still have opportunities to cooperate.

Wang Yang thought silently in his heart.

"The fighter jet you want is here." Mijas continued to lead the way until he reached the end of the warehouse and raised his hand to point to the corner filled with scraps.

Wang Yang looked along his fingers and frowned.

In that corner, several pieces of fighter jet wreckage were cut into sections. They were placed there. The surface was covered with dust and lost its original luster. It could only be vaguely identified through the paint on a certain section of the wreckage. This is the empty shell of an F22 fighter jet.

The wings were also divided into two or three pieces, and parts such as tires were scattered on the ground.

"System, can a fighter like this be repaired?" Wang Yang used his consciousness to communicate with the system.

System: [The host can rest assured that as long as the empty shell of the fighter is intact, it can be repaired even if it is cut into countless pieces. 】

That's good.

Wang Yang still maintained his previous expression and did not make any changes.

Seeing Wang Yang's expression, Mijas quickly explained: "You know, the military has dismantled all the parts, and some parts can only be dismantled by cutting the whole body, so... please believe me, Wang Yang, it looked like this when it was transported here." He finally sold these two fighter jets, and he didn't want Wang Yang to leave just like that.

Without Wang Yang, I don’t know when the next person to buy these two scrap metal fighter jets will come.

"Brother Yang, these are already scrap metal... Do we really want to buy these two empty-shell fighter jets? Even if they are resold, it is not easy to sell, right?" Jiang Liangliang reminded in Kyushu language.

To be honest, she still hasn't figured out the significance of Wang Yang's purchase of this pile of scrap metal.

Is it because of those anti-fans?

This is too worthless.

If you buy this pile of scrap metal, it will definitely be just for decoration. Even if you buy it back, those black fans will definitely refuse to buy it on the grounds that it is a pile of scrap metal and it is definitely not the F22 fighter jet they want.

What's more, those are just a bunch of anti-fans, and it's impossible for anti-fans to actually buy a fighter jet.

Wang Yang ignored Jiang Liangliang and turned his head to look at Mijas.

"Mr. Mijas, can you ensure that these fighter plane wreckages are complete when assembled? There must not be any missing parts. You know, what I need is a complete, empty fighter shell."

If something is missing, he will turn around and leave immediately.

Mijas didn't even hesitate and responded decisively: "Wang Yang, you can rest assured that here are all the empty fighter casings, and there will never be any missing ones. I can guarantee this with the reputation of Lockheed Martin." .”

"If you are worried, you can wait for the goods to be inspected first. As long as there are any missing parts, I will not charge a penny for the deposit and freight, and will pass them all on to you."

After hearing this assurance, Wang Yang's face showed a smile: "That's no problem, we can sign the contract."

Jiang Liangliang was stunned, looked at Wang Yang, and then at the pile of scrap metal, with a little shock and panic in his eyes.

Is this about to sign a contract?
The price of one fighter jet is 230 million U.S. dollars, and two fighter jets are 460 million U.S. dollars. Including the shipping fee of 30 U.S. dollars for one fighter, the total cost is 520 million U.S. dollars.

Converted into Kyushu coins, that’s nearly 4000 million...

The money on the company's books is completely insufficient!

Brother Yang, what are you going to do? If this order is lost, the company will go bankrupt!

No, even if the company goes bankrupt, it will not be enough to repay these debts...

If Mr. Liang knew about it, he would be furious...

Is thinking.

She heard Mijas extend his hand with a smile on his face: "The contract has been prepared a long time ago, I'm just waiting for your words, my friend."

"Okay, let's go sign the contract right away." Wang Yang didn't hesitate at all and started to leave.

Mijas' hearty smile echoed in the arms warehouse: "Just after we sign the contract, you can go to our Lockheed Martin canteen to have something to eat. Wang Yang, believe me, in Lockheed Martin In the company’s canteen, you can eat the most authentic local specialties, which is a wonderful taste that you can’t find in the entire United States.”

"Oh? Then I have to taste it, and agree in advance that you can't use those pizza burgers as local specialties. That would be a scam." Wang Yang joked.

Mijas laughed loudly: "We are very honest."

(End of this chapter)

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