Xiaomi Heavy Industry, its first entrepreneurial venture!

Chapter 218 A Sudden Appearance! (Second Update!)

"Have a drink!" Lü Hongxuan took the braised food from Liang Xinghua, opened the plastic bag, and casually placed it on the ping-pong table.

In the short time that followed, Liang Xinghua had already opened the bottle and poured two glasses of wine into two disposable plastic cups.

He placed a glass of wine in front of Lü Hongxuan, picked it up himself, raised it to the bright moon, and then brought it to his lips.

Take a small sip.

The liquor was just ordinary Erguotou, but very strong.

After taking that bite, Liang Xinghua felt as if he had swallowed a knife.

The knife went from his mouth into his throat and slid all the way down into his abdomen, making his entire stomach feel like it was on fire.

Unlike him, who sipped his wine slowly, Lü Hongxuan next to him drank quite heavily.

After swallowing a bite of braised pig's ear, I picked up my cup and took a sip.

This bite.

I ate a full half ounce.

After downing half an ounce of wine, Lü Hongxuan's face turned red at a visible speed. He then looked up at Liang Xinghua:

"Aren't you going back to your group to participate in the discussion?"

After stuffing a piece of pig's ear into his mouth, Liang Xinghua shrugged: "What are we discussing?"

"What's there to discuss?"

“America has a strong research foundation, and their country has a conducive environment for those companies to grow, and then those companies give back to the country.”

“Our foundation is insufficient. Right now, we can only try to improve it. In 10 or 20 years, when our foundation is strong enough, we can also be like them. An unknown company can produce something truly remarkable after a long period of experimentation.”

After saying a few words, Liang Xinghua picked up his wine glass and waved it in front of Lü Hongxuan:
"To be honest, I should thank you."

"If it weren't for your apprentice Lao Lü's help, our team would be exhausted from calculating data every day."

"Also, I have good news for you."

"We have already simulated a preliminary warhead configuration, and if there are no unforeseen circumstances, we can conduct a trial run next month."

Under the lonely moonlight, upon suddenly hearing this news, Lü Hongxuan raised his right thumb and presented the wine glass to Liang Xinghua with his left hand:
"good news!"

"It's so clear!"

Liang Xinghua casually brought the cup closer: "Let's drink a big toast!"

The two glasses clinked together, spilling some wine. The two men didn't seem to care. After clinking their glasses, they put them back together and gulped down the wine in their glasses with two loud gulps.

Liang Xinghua picked up the wine bottle, first filling Lü Hongxuan's glass, then filling his own:

"Drink today, for tomorrow we may die. If we get drunk today, we'll keep going tomorrow."

"We can't see America's back yet, but sooner or later we will surpass America and leave them behind."

"us!"

"Not the Soviet Union!"

"We are China!"

As he finished his drunken ramblings, Liang Xinghua picked up his wine glass, stood up, and began to impersonate the poet Li Bai under the moonlight.

After acting for a while, the two ounces of wine in his hand were completely spilled.

Seeing his colleague's reaction, Lü Hongxuan smiled and raised his glass high:
“You’re right, we are not the Soviet Union, we are China.”

"Through 5000 years of wind and rain, we have emerged victorious, and we will surely be victorious in the end as well!"

During their conversation, Liang Xinghua's empty wine glass clinked against Lü Hongxuan's.

"Dry!"

Under the moonlight, there was no clinking of glasses, only the laughter of two people whose combined age was nearly 100.

Unlike the cheerful demeanor of Lü Hongxuan and his companion, 1 kilometers to the west, in Riyadh, Saudi Arabia.

After watching this so-called hearing, Sayed became very upset.

As king, he was well aware of the shady dealings involved in military procurement.

Military products require stability, ease of replacement, and readily available materials.

Therefore, under normal circumstances, once a supplier is selected, major changes or adjustments will not be made unless a serious problem arises.

Under these circumstances, it becomes easy for these suppliers and the people involved in the transactions to become corrupt.

Once this happens to a country, all other countries can do is stand by and watch quietly as the country slowly weakens and eventually falls apart.

As the dominant power on this planet, America naturally faces the same situation.

And there are quite a few, otherwise, the bandits in the Middle East wouldn't be increasing in number despite repeated crackdowns, and their weapons wouldn't be getting more and more powerful.

Everyone is waiting for America's health bar to drop.

But to everyone's surprise, America actually underwent a self-renewal and voluntarily cut off these pustules.

One can only imagine how insane this already mad country will become once America's sores are removed and the flesh grows back.

Two days ago, they directly sent troops to Syria, and now Syria is in complete chaos.

So what's the next goal?

They weren't as arrogant as they were about technological breakthroughs. If they had made even a slight technological breakthrough and created something new, wouldn't they have been even more arrogant?
Egypt?

Libya?
Or Saudi Arabia?

Thinking of this possibility, Sayed became so anxious that his mouth was bubbling and he wanted to curse.

But when he thought about the situation back home, a sense of powerlessness washed over him, pulling him into an abyss.

It must be secularized, and we must continue down this path with unwavering determination.

Just then, a series of hurried footsteps approached. Saeed looked up and saw Musa. Before he could ask anything, Musa spoke first:

“A few old guys are getting restless. Our intelligence agents reported that these old guys secretly met with CIA personnel not long ago.”

Musa's words nearly shattered the emotions that Saeed had been forcibly holding together. He couldn't understand why there were always some people, why there were always some people who would betray their teammates.
He closed his eyes, turned around, and with a stern face, instructed Musa:

"Since they want to die, then send them to their deaths."

"The fighting is fierce in North Yemen. Send all their people there, and then figure out a way to give those savages some equipment."

"Let those savages wipe out all these disobedient fellows."

The words were cold and ruthless. Musa listened without expression, simply nodding slightly: "Understood!"

Leaving behind a message, Musa turned and left, nearly bumping into Sale, who was rushing over, at the door.

Nodding to his cousin, Musa left even faster. Those old guys had no sense of martial ethics and wanted to cause trouble, so he couldn't be blamed for being ruthless.

Inside the room, Said frowned involuntarily as he watched Sal rush over: "You're supposed to be a prince, can't you at least have some decorum?"

At this moment, Sal, who appeared in front of Said, was wearing slippers, holding a laptop in his hand, and his silk robe was covered in dust from the strenuous activity.

Sweat beaded on his forehead, soaking Saler's hair, which was then washed into a clump. He looked nothing like a crown prince.

"Is something wrong?" His brother's words made Saller sigh. He quickly put his laptop on the table, plugged it in, and turned it on.

He pulled a network cable from under the table, connected it to his laptop, and under Sayyid's questioning gaze, Sall opened the SCI official website, entered a few words in the search bar, and clicked search.

The search was completed 15 minutes later.

A new page pops up.

Once the page had fully loaded, Saller turned the computer screen towards his older brother and pointed to the top-ranked title on the page.

“Our investment foundation staff were browsing the Science website, looking for suitable investment opportunities.”

"Then an hour ago, the paper was released on the Science website."

"This paper is about high-performance electrode materials."

"The electrode material mentioned in the paper was too terrifying, but the data in the paper was too real. The investment fund's review and evaluation team shared this information with me."

"It took me half an hour to skim through it!"

After recounting the time he spent reading the paper, Saleh stopped talking. Beside him, Said, not hearing anything further, quickly turned his head, his face showing displeasure, and stared intently at Saleh.

"Can you finish what you just said?"

After he said that, Saller seemed to finally catch his breath, and dragged the mouse to click to enter the main page of the paper.

The mouse continued to hover over the main page of the paper, and soon, Sall circled a sentence with the mouse, or more precisely, a few words within that sentence.

【xiao mi zhong gong】

Using the mouse to circle these words, Salle read the pinyin aloud in broken Mandarin.

This clumsy accent completely sobered up Said.

He abruptly stood up, grabbed Saler's shoulders tightly with both hands, and demanded:

"Is this the Xiaomi Heavy Industry we're imagining?"

When someone grabbed his shoulder, Salle wanted to curse, but when he turned around, he saw that it was his older brother who was holding his shoulder, so he swallowed his curse.

Nodding, he calmly replied, "It's that Xiaomi Heavy Industry!"

"When I first saw this paper, I thought it was something America or Europe was up to, and that it was just something they published casually for fun."

"But when I saw the name Xiaomi Heavy Industry, I knew that the electrode materials described in this paper were definitely the same ones that Rashid had brought over before."

"In other words, this so-called Xiaomi Heavy Industry is about to step out of the shadows and into the sunlight."

His brother Sal's words made Said's face twitch involuntarily, and also reminded him of what had happened not long ago, and the battery that his research institutes had obtained but refused to part with.

That's electrode material.

Simply put it in the box, and it will charge and discharge, ensuring a normal power supply.

That was also explosives.

The best-performing octogen is required for detonation.

Only a few days after the explosion at Etra Port, Saeed can still vividly recall the details of the photos from the explosion site.

He had originally thought that the thing was a one-time use item and would never appear again after that explosion.

But to everyone's surprise, the Chinese man behind Sadr actually turned this into a paper and published it in Science.

What does he want to do?
Or rather, what the authorities behind this person want to do.

But no matter how much he thought about it, Saeed still couldn't understand why such a powerful weapon had to be revealed.

He closed his eyes, trying to piece together the information he had recently learned, but he couldn't.

After a long while, he turned around and pressed his hands firmly against Saler's shoulders:

"Sall, I need you to go to China and meet this person."

"No matter what the other party says, we have only one request: we want to invest and we want to cooperate."

Sall wanted to say something, but he opened his mouth and then remained silent.

Saudi Arabia is attempting to secularize the entire country.

The prerequisite for a country to become secular is that the country must have enough jobs and employment opportunities to accommodate young people who are confused and in need of money, and to enable them to survive.

In recent years, Saudi Arabia has invested heavily in agriculture and infrastructure to attract young people and ensure employment.

However, the actual results can only be described as mediocre.

If... if Xiaomi Heavy Industry's production line could be brought to Saudi Arabia, then Saudi Arabia might even become the battery capital in the future.

Those are jobs, they are Saudi Arabia's future.

Having thought all this through, Saller nodded and softly replied to his older brother:
"I'll pack now and fly to China later."

"If we can reach an agreement with the other party, that would be best. If we can't, then we can only continue our aggressive approach."

Across from him, Saeed pursed his lips, but ultimately said nothing, only waving to his brother Sal.
"be careful on the road."

"I will!" Sayer nodded to Sayed, then quickly left with his computer, leaving Sayed with only his back view.

A dashing figure from behind.

…………

Dubai, United Arab Emirates.

Upon receiving the intelligence from his subordinates, the UAE happily granted him a month-long leave.

The intelligence report contained only a single, simple sentence.

Saudi Crown Prince Sall is packing his bags in preparation for his trip to China.

The moment Salman saw the intelligence, he knew that the opportunity he had been waiting for so long, the opportunity that had almost broken his legs, had finally arrived.

He turned around and called out to Rashid, who was sitting on the sofa next to him:
"The opportunity we've been waiting for has finally arrived!"

"Sall is preparing to go to China. Once he gets there, he will definitely find this so-called person in charge of Xiaomi Heavy Industry to talk about the so-called cooperation."

"You only need to do two things: contact Saler and, together with Saler, persuade the people behind Xiaomi Heavy Industry to let us cooperate."

"No one in the world can refuse funding offered by both the UAE and Saudi Arabia at the same time."

"If someone does, that person must be crazy!"

After stating the first point, Salman held up two fingers and said very seriously:

"The second thing is to personally hand over the invitation to the Abu Dhabi International Defence Exhibition to the person in charge of Xiaomi Heavy Industry, and at the same time, also hand over the information on the official in charge of the list."

After writing down the two things his father had instructed him to do, Rashid glared at him and asked:

"What if they are unwilling to cooperate?"

(End of this chapter)