Siheyuan: I am a trader in both worlds!

Chapter 560 You little brat, are you really afraid of getting beaten up?

Yes, it's that simple.

In just one phone call, the problem of insufficient staff in the heavy combined arms brigade that had been giving Ximen Lang a major headache was completely resolved.

As for why it was solved so easily...
"Look at the requirements!"

What the people in the Four Nine Cities world coveted most were these weapons and equipment that could rout them and greatly enhance their strength.

The best part is that he didn't have to pay for it himself; Simon Lang took care of everything.

Therefore, the people of Beijing wouldn't be foolish enough to refuse.

And what about the later generations, led by Xia Yiyi?

They were worried about what to do with these outdated weapons and equipment that were difficult to sell, difficult to destroy, and took up space, even hindering the rapid development of the military.

As it turned out, just in time, I was feeling sleepy and this was the perfect opportunity.

Because of Ximen Lang, a perfect, willing sucker suddenly appeared in front of him.

Therefore, they hit it off immediately.

With both parties showing interest, Ximen Lang had only briefly mentioned the matter to Xia Yiyi.

Xia Yiyi immediately and readily agreed.

Especially after she learned that the reason Simon Lang was making such a big move was to set up a pilot project in Beijing in order to sell more weapons and equipment to that area later.

Xia Yi was overjoyed, and she was immediately afraid that Ximen Lang might change his mind.

"What's the rush for money? With our relationship, why worry about money? Let's get this settled first, so our class brothers can have good weapons and equipment as soon as possible. Let them see and experience the power of these weapons and equipment firsthand, so they can improve themselves quickly. That's the right thing to do!"

"Compared to this great goal, this little bit of money is nothing! Even if we really don't have the money, that's fine! You don't have money, I have it! You don't have weapons and equipment, I have them! As long as we can get this done, what does it matter if we don't have this little bit of money? Do we lack this little bit of money?!"

Good heavens, that's incredibly arrogant of him, and his words are so generous!
Even more generous than Ximen Lang, he directly showed off to Ximen Lang!
Xia Yiyi has already said so much, what else can Ximen Lang say?
Of course, I agreed immediately.

Of course, Xia Yiyi absolutely cannot be allowed to pay the money.

Although he knew Xia Yiyi meant well, and that he was trying to save money after realizing he was paying out of his own pocket.

Don't actually lose all the pocket money you have.

Especially after making a series of large, free investments in major sectors like healthcare, education, and construction in Beijing, he really didn't have much pocket money left.

"So what? Who am I? The mighty Brother Lang! This little bit of windfall is nothing. I'll earn it back in the blink of an eye!"

So, there's no nonsense!

Without even giving Xia Yiyi a chance to speak, Ximen Lang decisively settled the matter in the most domineering CEO-like manner.

This high efficiency greatly surprised the principal and Lao Luo, who were standing nearby.

This was even far beyond what Lao Luo, the principal, and others had expected.

However, despite the surprise, the principal also felt a bit helpless.

Because Ximen Lang's move not only upgraded the soon-to-be-formed heavy combined arms brigade into a heavy armored division, but also incidentally found him a superior.

As for why I say that...
“Look, even if it’s just a heavy combined arms brigade, even if it does have a very important mission and has this or that significance, how can I put it? Yes, hold your own, keep the situation under control.”

“But you’ve upgraded the heavy combined arms brigade to a heavy armored division, raising its importance to a whole new level! This is a big deal, a huge event, and I’m not quite able to handle it.”

"If we can't handle it, then we'll have to send someone else, and someone who's truly capable and even more powerful than me. Once he comes, wouldn't that be like finding me a boss?" After this joke, Ximen Lang immediately agreed and burst into laughter.

Seeing that the principal was indeed humorous and witty, Ximen Lang readily agreed.

"That's none of my business. I just need to pay to resolve this. As for the rest, that's your problem to worry about, it's none of my concern."

He immediately distanced himself from the matter.

He also made it clear that he would never interfere with the soon-to-be-completed heavy armored division again.

This immediately put Lao Luo and the principal at ease.

And then, what's next?
Perfect timing! After waiting for so long, the food and everything else are almost ready.

With Gao Cheng's command.

"Come on, turn on all the car lights."

At Ximen Lang's insistence, Gao Cheng also stepped forward to the stage and gave an opening speech.

"Brothers of the Guard Battalion, I was originally thinking we wouldn't eat dinner tonight. With the battle going like this, what good would it do? But our Brother Lang said that with the battle going like this, we especially need to eat to boost morale. But tell me, do we even need to boost the morale of the Guard Battalion?!"

In just a few words, he completely stirred up the emotions of the guard battalion.

Seeing that Gao Cheng truly lived up to his reputation as a top student of later generations, he not only knew how to fight, but he was also adept at manipulating emotions.

The principal and Lao Luo were fine, they listened quite attentively, but Lao Li and his two brothers on the side were not so comfortable.

He was genuinely afraid that those three fearless guys would really give Gao Cheng a good beating, so Ximen Lang quickly spoke to the three of them.
"Guys, easy, easy."

Meanwhile, Gao Cheng's performance continued.

"Let's drink this first glass to commemorate this defeat. Whether you can drink it or not, drink it all. Come on!"

The whole jar was gushing away, and then Gao Cheng raised his glass again and continued.

"This second glass of wine is for the future of that guard battalion! Because defeat is the mother of victory. Those who have confidence and want to win, drink up! Those who don't, go wash up and go to sleep!"

After saying that, good heavens, he raised his glass and filled another jar.

It was clear that the atmosphere among those present was becoming somewhat tense.

The guard battalion fared well; spurred on by Gao Cheng's actions, morale soared regardless of whether they were from the capital or from later generations.

That sense of collective honor suddenly arose in everyone.

But on Lao Li's side, something was very, very wrong.

Even the way he looked at Gao Cheng was strange now.

Seeing that Gao Cheng was about to continue speaking.

He quickly got up and went to Gao Cheng's side, muttering something under his breath.

"You little brat, you're really not afraid of getting beaten up!"

Picking up a jar of wine, Ximen Lang raised his glass, no longer daring to give Gao Cheng another chance to speak.

"For this third drink, everyone, open your bellies! First, fill your stomachs up, and then, everyone, drink to your heart's content!"

(End of this chapter)