What the hell is a private enterprise?

Chapter 321 Ghost
Like most people, the IAA is also keeping a close eye on Tang Wen's whereabouts.

On the first day, he didn't appear in public much after meeting McDonnell Douglas, and attended a celebrity banquet in the evening.

At the banquet, Tang Wen paid no attention to his beautiful female companions, and took the initiative to chat with the socialites. He even used a very unsophisticated magic trick with silver coins to win the beauty's heart.

It wasn't until the afternoon of the next day that he woke up and leisurely visited McDonnell Douglas's factory.

Because of the tight schedule, Tang Wen requested that the focus be on meeting with reporters, and that the factory tour mainly consist of taking photos at various locations.

At a later local meeting, he held up a can of Coke and said to the media:
"I came to the United States for only three things: airplanes, muscle cars, and Pepsi!"

After the press conference, Tang Wen went to the local Dodge dealership and bought a Dodge Challenger and a Pontiac Firebird, and then showed off the photos of his new cars in a very high-profile manner.

……

Think tank.

"It seems our friend knows this place very well."

Brest analyzed Tang Wen's movements and came to a very clear conclusion:
This playboy has definitely been to the United States quite a few times.

The crude and colloquial language, the knowledge of muscle cars, and most importantly, the very carefree way of doing things—these are things you can't learn from newspapers and the radio.

The KGB might be able to train such super agents, but this is Tokyo University.

Tom: "According to information from Michigan, Don is a very shrewd businessman and has gained the trust of high-ranking officials, which became the basis for his introduction of passenger planes."

"They almost fooled us."

After saying that, Tom relaxed and leaned back in his chair:
"Perhaps we should help him. The longer someone like him pretends, the more advantageous it is for us."

"What about the Spratly Islands? It seems a very large oil field has been discovered there, which will have a significant impact on the surrounding area."

Brest's first thought was Annam and Luzon, as they were closest to the Spratly Islands.

Previously, the small-scale tolerance of fishermen crossing the boundary was for the purpose of fishing, and even if the boundary was cut off, it would only cause a slight financial loss.

But now it's oil, and high-grade, premium crude oil at that.

While this is a significant amount for the mainland, it's only a minor surprise. However, it's a different story for the two monkey players, as it could significantly alter the entire economy.

“Annam wouldn’t dare, but Luzon…”

Tom thought for a while. Right now, the former is quietly licking its wounds and keeping a low profile, while Luzon is likely to be blinded by interests and might make a sudden move.

News about the Nansha oil field has not yet been fully released, and the attitude of think tanks will determine the future trend of the region.

Tom thought of the two bigwigs, Kazimierz and Rams, who didn't seem to have offered any opinions.

This in itself may represent an attitude; for the empire, not explicitly establishing friendly relations naturally means...

The two thought of this almost simultaneously, but it would take them a little more time to confirm.

……

Michigan State University.

After watching a thrilling school baseball game, Tang Wen was invited to the field to meet the players.

Amid cheers, he practically jumped off the stands, then pulled out several wads of US dollars from his clothes and stuffed them into the players' hands, immediately receiving a warm welcome.

A group of burly, hot cheerleaders surrounded him tightly, and they practically emptied Tang Wen's pockets of cash before stopping.

This was Tang Wen's last night in Michigan, which definitively established his public image:

A complete playboy, extremely fond of blondes, and a nouveau riche who always carries tens of thousands of dollars in cash.

These vulgar behaviors did not affect him at all; on the contrary, they made people rush to read the reports about Tang Wen and envy those lucky people who were given US dollars at the drop of a hat.

hotel.

"Commander, your clothes are dirty. Take them off and throw them away."

Tang Wen took off his clothes, but said with some doubt, "These clothes are just a little sweaty, I can wash them and still wear them."

The ship girl didn't speak, but just smiled and smelled the strong, pungent perfume on her clothes, when the fabric in her hand ripped open with a tearing sound.

"Oh dear, I accidentally broke it. Please punish me."

Tang Wen:......

Is that an apology?
Whether it's due to excessive interaction or the unique nature of the collaboration captain, the personality expressions of the ship girls and Hornet are more intense.

The latter was extremely reluctant to be downgraded from a Camaro to an older BMW model; he bought both muscle cars to give his Bumblebee a different camouflage.

However, the ship girls whose attitude was getting worse had to be severely punished. Tang Wen, now free from restraints, was about to make his move when he was interrupted by a knock on the door.

He has already put up a sign saying the room doesn't need cleaning; the hotel manager and cleaning staff shouldn't be that insensitive.

The blonde ship girl shielded Tang Wen behind her, preventing him from being attacked by trolls who would shoot through the door.

This is a land of freedom, and it's also a breeding ground for mentally unstable sharpshooters.

"Who?"

“It’s me, Courtney.”

Tang Wen then opened the door and saw Courtney and two strangers.

Courtney said in a low voice:
"These two are Tom and Brest, experts in social relations."

Social Relations?
Tang Wen understood instantly.

They really did come to attack him, but they used sugar-coated bullets.

After acting for so long, we've finally reached this point.

"It's a pleasure to meet you. Please come in."

In the next room, Zhao Hande also met the mysterious visitor.

……

The sea area west of the country.

A small cruise ship carefully checked the GPS and photo references before finally stopping.

The people in the cabins gathered at the deck front, and amidst a commotion, the memorial service began:
At the very front row were dozens of elderly sailors with white hair, holding hands as they faced the sea and sang songs from the past.

In 89, an old American expedition ship found the wreckage of the Bismarck here and conducted underwater photography, once again showing the giant ship, which had sunk half a century ago, to the public.

At that time, many Hans spontaneously organized to come here to pay their respects and try to salvage some souvenirs, but this gradually decreased over time.

Now, the Second Fleet on the High Seas continues the legend of the Bismarck:
The reborn Bismarck fought bravely to the very end, leading two outdated battlecruisers to sink two Iowa-class destroyers and withstand dozens of missiles before finally being ambushed and killed by a sneak attack from an aerial villain.

Like the first Bismarck, her successors created even greater glories.

Many enthusiasts collaborated with an underwater operations team to organize this commemorative event through fundraising.

The photos taken in Argentina circulated widely in newspapers and were among the few high-resolution images of the Second Fleet. They decided to have divers place them on the wreckage of the warships at the bottom of the sea to commemorate the dead.

When the process reached this crucial point, two experienced divers dove down and quickly surfaced again:

The location is incorrect.

The group immediately checked the location again and confirmed that it was roughly the same as the location eight years ago. They thought it might be slightly off-center and immediately continued the search.

After a full three hours, as it was almost dark, they discovered the problem:
Not only did they find no wreckage, but the metal detector also failed to detect anything.

What about the steel? Fifty thousand tons of steel—that's enough for a battleship of that size!
The divers worked until evening before finally making a breakthrough, accidentally retrieving a piece of torpedo wreckage:
It came from a Swordfish attack aircraft.

So the Bismarck is definitely nearby, but—where is the ship?
After confirming several times, an old sailor suddenly burst into tears:
"She has been resurrected! That photo shows the real Bismarck, and she is still fighting for Hans!"

(End of this chapter)