Xiaomi Heavy Industry, its first entrepreneurial venture!

Chapter 246 An Enemy Right Under Our Nose! (Third Update!)
The relentless barrage of words left Amir speechless.

To Lin Yi's series of questions, he could only reply with "If you dare."

Do we really dare to attack Israel?
dare!
Do you really dare?

If you dare.

Do they really dare to attack America's aircraft carrier?
dare!
Do you really dare?

If you dare!

Amir touched his nose, burying the jumbled thoughts in his mind, and turned back to continue checking the expense list Lin Yi had given him.

But there were too many things to sort out in a short time. Taking a deep breath, he decisively bid farewell to Lin Yi:
“Mr. Lin, there are too many items on this expense list. I can’t look through it all at once.”

"Moreover, the equipment you provided is too powerful, so I need to contact the domestic authorities to have it confirmed again."

"So, could I take this expense list back with me?"

"Take it back!" Lin Yi was very generous to people, especially those who were paying.

After helping Amir organize the expense list, he took out a business card and placed it in front of him:
Call me anytime!

"As long as you don't think about those unnecessary things, feel free to call me anytime, and I'll be happy to help you!"

Amir took the business card, nodded, and with the expense list in hand, joined the two young men guarding the door, then disappeared down the corridor.

Lin Yi stood by the window, watching their vehicle drive away.

After a while, he took out his dedicated cell phone and sent a message to Eisent in Eisent's contact group.

The message was sent, and after waiting for about 10 minutes, there was still no response from the other side.

Lin Yi put his phone away, poured himself a cup of milk tea, and returned to his computer. He opened the system panel and the data images Smith had given him, and began to deal with that pile of trivial matters.

"New project: Military-grade silicon carbide high-strength bearings..."

"New project: high-strength turbine blades for military use..."

"New project, military use..."

In less than half an hour, the more than 50 parts that Smith had thrown over were merged and optimized by Lin Yi into 17 projects.

Select all 17 projects and click "Research and Development".

[Based on a comprehensive evaluation, these 17 projects require a total research investment of 897 million yuan. Should these research and development funds be allocated for their implementation?]

897 million was a price that far exceeded Lin Yi's expectations, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that the price was quite reasonable.

The development of new materials is all about accumulation and the gradual release of knowledge.

How do I develop a new material?
Use the exhaustive search method.

Try all the permutations and combinations. There will definitely be one that is correct. If not, move on to the next one and continue the process of exhaustive search.

However, if the correct answer is chosen directly, the research and development costs will be significantly reduced, which will also reduce the subsequent processing costs of the materials.

Without the slightest hesitation, I tapped the panel and clicked "Pay".

[Research and development funds have been invested and are currently underway. Please wait!]

Upon seeing the pop-up notification, Lin Yi felt a sudden pang of anxiety for no apparent reason, but the notification that the research and development was complete quickly overshadowed this anxiety.

After reviewing the relevant data, he picked out some unimportant information that indicated the final product, packaged it, found Smith's email address, and clicked send.

After sending the message, he thought for a moment, then found Hao Jin's contact information and asked him for an email address.

Also, send a copy of the packaged email to Hao Jin.

After sending the message, he copied the data to his hard drive and then called Cao Bin.

Meanwhile, Amir returned to the Iranian consulate in Shanghai. As soon as he entered, Consul Bazaliyed approached him:
"So, has it gone well? Have you reached an agreement?"

Faced with Bazariede's question, Amir didn't know whether to answer that an agreement had been reached or not.

They said they had reached an agreement, and he wanted to say something extra, but the other party didn't even give him a chance to speak.

After saying that no agreement had been reached, the other party provided a very special communication base station.

If Iran had these communication base stations, at the very least, daily communication would be much easier, and transmitting secret messages would be much less troublesome than before.

After thinking for a while, he still asked Bazaliyed:

"If someone tells you that you have to pay a price to get something from them, what would you choose?"

"Huh? Why choose?" Clearly, Bazariede didn't understand why Amir was asking this question.

Knowing that his old friend couldn't keep up with his train of thought, Amir decided to shut up and prepared to take the documents upstairs to organize them.

He needed to send this information back to China as soon as possible so that the purchase quantity could be determined quickly, and at the same time, the funds could be prepared.

Just as he was about to disappear at the top of the stairs, Bazaliyed suddenly called out to him again:

"Amir, try to minimize your outings these next few days."

The sudden words made Amir stop in his tracks.

He noticed his old friend's serious expression, and his already unhappy face became even more solemn: "What's wrong?"

His intuition told him that there was a problem.

But at the same time, his intuition told him that this was China, and if something went wrong, the first thing he would have to deal with was the local security bureau.

Under his gaze, Bazaliyed spoke slowly and deliberately:
"Before you returned from Xiaomi Heavy Industry, our people discovered that someone was watching us with binoculars from America's consulate."

"What the hell?" This answer made Amir explode.

He didn't even bother going upstairs; he rushed down the stairs in a few strides, ran to Bazaliyed, grabbed the other's shoulders, and shook him frantically, demanding, "What did you just say?"

"Has someone from America's consulate been watching us with binoculars?"

"Are you kidding me?"

"How could America's consulate be here? I went to see it with someone the other day. Their consulate is on the 8th floor!"

Faced with Amir's roar, Bazaliyed looked embarrassed, then touched his nose:
"That's the visa office in America!"

"Their visa office is separate because there are too many people going to America, and their consulate general is too small to accommodate them all."

"So we rented that 8th floor you mentioned to use as the visa office."

"As for their consulate..."

The voice paused, and Bazali pulled Amir slowly to the south window, pulling the curtains open a crack. He hid behind the curtains, pointing through the gap between the curtains and the window to the opposite side of the road:
"Look what that is!"

Amir looked in the direction Bazaliyed was pointing, and when he finally saw what was on the other side, he felt like the sky had fallen.

Across the street was a three-story building that looked almost identical to theirs.

That building, like theirs, also had a small courtyard.

There is a flagpole in the yard.

On the flagpole is America's Stars and Stripes.

In the early April sunshine, the Stars and Stripes fluttered in the wind, looking exceptionally free.

In that instant, Amir felt as if his entire body had been put on pause, and even the flow of his blood had stopped.

After a while, he came to his senses and looked at Bazaliyed, asking in a trembling voice, "Who's on the other side...?"

His voice grew softer and softer until it was almost inaudible.

Bazaliyed understood his current situation, nodded, and said the word for him: "America's Consulate General in Shanghai."

"It's right across from us!"

"The distance from one yard to the other is no more than 200 meters, and the distance from the nearest wall on each side to the other is about 140 meters."

"We can see each other without binoculars." "You arrived at night that day, so I forgot to introduce you."

"Feel sorry!"

When Amir received confirmation from Bazariede, he felt as if the sky had fallen.

I was still scheming and plotting, damn it, who would have thought that the enemy I was plotting against was right under my nose.

He covered his face and chuckled a few times, then looked up and asked Bazaliyed very seriously, "When the consulate general was established, why didn't the first group of people choose to live together?"

"Was this the work of those bastards from the Pahlavi dynasty?"

When asked about the cause, Bazaliyed shook his head: "It really can't be blamed on Pahlavi."

"Our consulate was established in 1989 specifically for carrying out economic and trade cooperation."

“And America’s consulate next door opened in 1980.”

“I strongly suspect that those predecessors were there to spy on America.”

"But things didn't go as planned. Now that we've become weaker, America's people are watching us."

"So, try to stay home as much as possible during this period."

After hearing the reason given, Amir wanted to curse, but when he thought of the suffering his predecessors had endured, he couldn't bring himself to do it and could only shut his mouth in dejection: "Fine!"

"I'll try not to go out these next couple of days."

After leaving those words, he climbed up to the second floor, feeling utterly exhausted, and headed towards his room.

…………

Meanwhile, Smith, who had been eating all day, also saw the email in his inbox.

When he unpacked the images from the email, opened them one by one, and saw what was inside, he went completely mad.

After the initial frenzy subsided, he couldn't wait to take out his phone and call Baroque, who was far away in America.

In China it's afternoon, which corresponds to early morning in Washington D.C.

When Baroque was suddenly woken up by a phone call in the early hours of the morning, he was filled with a palpable killing intent.

He put the phone to his lips: "Smith, you'd better come up with a reason to convince me."

"Otherwise, I'll send the Marines to ransack your house tomorrow."

On the other end of the phone, Smith gradually came to his senses as he listened to the words coming from the other end.

He glanced at the time on his phone screen, gave an awkward laugh, and then quickly said:
"General, I have good news to tell you."

"That's Xiaomi Heavy Industry, the company that can manufacture the things shown in the PPT!"

This time, it was the person on the other end of the phone who screamed.

"Are you kidding me?"

"You mean that small company can make the stuff in those idiots' PowerPoint presentations?"

Are you kidding me?

"Are you stupid?"

"I told you to send those parts over, and you should also send the PowerPoint presentation those people gave you."

"You're definitely out of your mind!"

A barrage of questioning remarks followed, and Smith listened intently to every word. When the other party had finished their tirade, exhausted themselves, and were speechless, he repeated himself:

"Xiaomi Heavy Industry can manufacture the things shown in the PPT, I'm not kidding."

"He just sent me some materials."

"I've checked, and there's a good chance it's true!"

“But even if they can only make one part, that’s enough for us to organize more projects and get more subsidies.”

After those words were spoken, the person on the other end of the phone fell completely silent, leaving only heavy breathing.

After a long silence, Baroque's command came through the receiver:

"Here's a new task for you: find out if they can manufacture those things!"

"If we can manufacture it, we'll try every means to acquire the technology; if we can't acquire the technology..."

"Then we should try to get those materials back to America and pretend that we have the corresponding technology."

"As long as you can provide the necessary documents, I'll handle the rest of the procedures."

"We'll split the profits together!"

"Finally, don't call me in the middle of the night!"

beep...

The dial tone sounded, and Smith casually tossed his phone onto the bed. He then walked to the nearby cabinet, grabbed a half-empty bottle of red wine, bit off the cork, raised the bottle high, and shouted at the computer screen, "Cheers!"

The computer screen is not responding.

Smith withdrew his hand, then gulped down the bottle...

He held the half-full bottle of red wine in his hands for less than 20 seconds.

He put down the bottle and returned to the computer, muttering to himself as he looked at the data on the screen:

"Lin Yi, Lin Yi, you can't let me down!"

"You're my cash cow!"

Meanwhile, the money tree in his mouth was sneezing wildly.

"Ah chirp!"

"Ah chirp!"

After sneezing several times in a row, Lin Yi raised his head, his eyes scanning the people and things around him like searchlights.

He breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that there was nothing unusual around him.

His sixth sense told him that a jerk was talking about him, and not in a good way.

After standing there for a while, he came to his senses and looked at Mao Xiaofei beside him:
"You mean, they managed to get that drone out?"

Mao Xiaofei pondered for a moment, then, meeting the gazes of Cao Bin and the others, nodded emphatically:
"It's done, but it's a damaged version."

"The manufacturer has not yet provided the custom-made small radar components, and without a satellite positioning system and signal base station, many functions cannot be used."

"We tested it ourselves and found that we can control the drone within a radius of 500 meters using the remote control."

"Later, we had a sudden inspiration to increase the power of the remote control."

"The remote control range has been extended to 2 kilometers."

"Any further won't work."

"First, it's invisible to the naked eye; second, it lacks small radar and satellite 3D positioning, making it difficult to control."

“We tested it all morning and were thinking of showing it to the boss, but when I went to that office, Mr. Ji said the boss was here.”

"I'm coming right now."

After explaining, Mao Xiaofei looked at Lin Yi expectantly, awaiting his response.

Lin Yi frowned and thought for a moment before asking, "Has the load test been done?"

(End of this chapter)