Siheyuan: I am a trader in both worlds!

Chapter 303 High-End Three-Generation Warriors!

"Making a few symbolic requests? I'm afraid it's more than just making a few symbolic requests, isn't it?"

"Look at you! I told you I wouldn't bring it up, but you insisted. Now that I've brought it up, you're saying this. Do you even want me to bring it up or not?"

After a careful examination, I can say it's absolutely worth the price. These five wild ginseng roots, each over 300 years old, are truly worthy of being treated as national treasures and carefully preserved.
Even just for the sake of these few wild ginseng roots, she couldn't possibly argue with Ximen Lang, who had become so shameless in taking the initiative.

In addition, Xia Yiyi was also interested in hearing what insurmountable difficulties Sijiu City World had encountered, and whether she could lend a helping hand to this poor brother Sijiu City World.

It's even less likely that he'd get entangled with Ximen Lang on this topic.

One sentence.
"Okay, okay, it's my fault, it's all my fault. I was being unreasonable, please continue."

This immediately stopped Ximen Lang's incessant chatter.

After thinking it over, I still think it's better to make two simple and easy requests first, which will be the best way to lower Xia Yiyi's guard.

After carefully considering his words, Ximen Lang spoke.

"Actually, this is what happened. I told you before that after I got in touch with them, they took good care of me, right? They helped me with both housing and employment."

"With this level of help, even if you were his own father or mother, he wouldn't be any better! But that's not all. Old Luo and Aunt Wang are such high-ranking officials, yet they treat me even better than their own son!"

"Let me put it this way, if I said I wanted to hug a giant panda and eat it raw, they would all hold down the panda's paws and feet for me, as if they were afraid I would get hurt in the slightest so I could eat it to my heart's content!"

Listening to Ximen Lang's heartfelt and detailed account, and witnessing his various poignant and genuine emotions...

Seeing how deep Ximen Lang's feelings for that side were, Xia Yiyi really wanted to say something to him.

"You should have said so earlier! If you had said so earlier, we could have done the same! I could have helped hold down the panda so you could eat it raw! But you didn't give us a chance at all!"

"Good heavens, once you go over there, you don't want to come back! Even when you do come back, all you think about is shoveling things from home to there, and then you leave! You don't even want to stay at home for long! In this situation, even if I wanted to show off, do I even have the chance to do so?!"

But I can't say those things.

Helpless, Xia Yiyi could only suppress her urge to complain and patiently listen to Ximen Lang's gratitude towards the other side.

"I'm a grateful person! They've treated me so well, I have to thank them properly no matter what!"

"But because of their status as public officials, they can't accept too many or too nice things. If they accept too few, I'll feel it's beneath them; if they accept too many, they won't dare to take them."

"So I thought I'd just donate it to their workplace. After all, they're the heads of their respective units. No matter how selfless they are, they'll definitely get what they need!"

"It just so happens that he's short of a car, a private car. Even a prefect of that rank might not be able to get a decent car!"

"Why don't I just donate dozens, even hundreds of these cars to their company out of my own pocket? That should be fine, right? What do you say?"

Of course, there's no problem with that, and there's absolutely nothing wrong with it.

"But you could do this yourself, right? Just make a phone call, and the car salesperson would run themselves ragged to your side and give you the car information right away. There's no need for me to come, is there? So you must still have some requests you haven't made up for, right?"

That's why people say scholars are shrewd and have sharp eyes.

He immediately grasped the crux of the problem. He realized he couldn't hide it from her after all.

Ximen Lang continued.

"It's really not a big deal, nor is it particularly difficult. It's just that both of their units have some military connections. Donating luxury cars wouldn't be quite appropriate for their status."

"So I'm thinking of getting a batch of military vehicles from you. They don't have to be the best, just those that look so imposing, with top-notch protection! They can't be penetrated by 7.62mm rounds, and the chassis can be protected against landmines—just the third-generation Mengshi!"

In fact, Ximen Lang had long had his eye on this hardcore, explosively hardcore third-generation Warrior.

Even before he achieved financial freedom, he wanted to get a car and drive it to really enjoy himself.

In fact, the moment he achieved financial freedom, Simon Lang went to a 4S store to get a third-generation Warrior to drive.

Then, he was refused by the salesperson because military vehicles cannot be freely bought and sold by private individuals.
"Military equipment can't be bought or sold privately, so you should buy civilian equipment. Aren't civilian M50 and MS600s quite suitable? They're not expensive either, so you should buy one of those."

Xia Yiyi immediately said this.

Ximen Lang scoffed.

"How can civilian and military vehicles be the same thing? What standards does military use? It's designed and developed strictly according to actual combat standards, and it's among the top military vehicles in the world! What kind of weakling is your civilian vehicle?"

"The price difference between the two is at least 200 million! 200 million! At that price, do you think your civilian version can easily compete? Not to mention, I want the top-of-the-line version." (Civilian version nearly 70, military version 270 million!)
"These military-grade items have high-end and low-end versions? What kind of high-end version are you talking about?"

Seeing that Xia Yiyi didn't even know this, he made a machine gun gesture.

Ximen Lang said excitedly.

"What other high-end configuration could it be? Of course, it's the high-end configuration with a heavy machine gun mounted overhead!"

Good heavens, the "high-end" version he was talking about is actually this high-end version!
Isn't this nonsense?
"You can't even buy military-grade equipment, and you want a high-end version? You really dare to dream."

"So that's why we've come to you for help."

Since he was still counting on Xia Yiyi to help him with this matter, Ximen Lang decisively lowered his stance and moved directly to Xia Yiyi's side.

He put his arm around Xia Yiyi's waist and started chatting.

"It just so happens that I'm going to go on a trip with Bai Ling and the others soon, to do some research in the countryside. You know how tough the locals are, it's not safe there. I might as well just set up a military vehicle convoy!"

"Heavy machine guns, light machine guns—if they can be fully loaded, unload them all! Set them up wherever possible! I'll hire more men to make a bigger show of force! Then, let's see which foolish little thief dares to lay a hand on me!"

For Xia Yiyi, whose connections were strong enough to bring in fighter jets and even warships, getting military vehicles, even those equipped with weapons, was not a difficult task.

Just make one phone call, and everything that needs to be done will be there.

But what did he just say?
"You actually want to go down and conduct research? How can that be! I don't agree!"

(End of this chapter)