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Chapter 367 The Turks Arrive! (First Update!)

Upon hearing this, the first person to be stunned was Lin Yi, who was walking in front. He stopped and slowly turned around, looking at Little Sader as if he were some kind of Western contraption:

"Didn't you say on the phone that they wanted to kill you, and that's why you came here?"

“Yes!” Little Sader nodded, saying this without any expression on his face, as if it was someone else, not him, who was about to be killed.

His reaction amazed Lin Yi. He was indeed an Arab, and a man who had traveled thousands of miles from the Mediterranean to the Tang Dynasty.

When it comes to making money, even I have to back down and feel ashamed of myself.

Unable to figure out what this guy was thinking, Lin Yi didn't plan to ask any further questions, since it wasn't him who was going to die anyway.

The only pity is that this qualified distributor has died, and I have to find another distributor.

Perhaps sensing Lin Yi's thoughts, Little Sader quickly walked to his side and closely followed him, explaining:
"Don't worry, I used my brother's name when I made the deal with them."

"To outsiders, he is also known as Little Sader."

"But his full name is Abu Sadr!"

After explaining, Sadr Jr. added, "In your Chinese terms, it's a struggle for the crown prince position; it's always been this way!"

Lin Yi was completely speechless. Just then, the group reached the exit, and he pointed to the Mercedes-Benz not far away:

"boarding!"

On the way to the hotel, Sadel opened his briefcase, took out a small USB drive from a hidden compartment, and handed it to Lin Yi:
“The Turkish people, and others’ purchase lists.”

"The total purchase quantity this time is 3645 units. Turkey has higher requirements; they want more items. You can adjust the price up. The password is three 6s."

"As for the delivery of the goods, you don't have to rush. You can delay it for a month or two, which will also give me time to play here for a month or two."

Playing with the USB drive in his hand, Lin Yi's lips curled slightly. He didn't speak, but simply nodded gently to Little Sader.
"Your expenses during your time in China will be charged to my account; it's on me!"

"No need, no need!" Little Sader repeatedly refused, raising his hands in protest as Lin Yi offered to treat him to food, drinks, and entertainment.
"No, no, I'm not short of money for food, drinks and entertainment. Although I'm talking about food, drinks and entertainment, I'm actually here to assess the work."

"Want to seize more business opportunities!"

"So you don't need to worry about me, just focus on delivering the goods!"

After dropping them off at the hotel and arranging accommodations for Sadr and Khalid, Lin Yi left without looking back, carrying the USB drive.

Back at the company, he found a laptop that wasn't connected to the internet, plugged in the USB drive, waited for the computer to recognize it, entered the password, and retrieved the files from the USB drive.

Compared to the last time, the requirements of the purchaser in this procurement list are more detailed.

For example, in the data from Türkiye, apart from the purchase of an additional 1000 drones.

These guys also proposed a procurement plan: to add a low-light night vision camera to the current version.

The specific requirement is that, in a microscopic environment, this lens should be able to clearly see scenes within 200 meters.

Infrared cameras and low-light night vision cameras are both used in nighttime environments, but their imaging principles are completely different.

Low-light night vision cameras rely heavily on photomultiplier tubes to amplify ambient light and then generate visible images.

In the dim light of night, this function allows you to clearly see every plant, tree, flower, bird, fish, and insect in your surroundings.

Infrared lenses actively emit infrared light and receive reflected signals, without relying on any light source. However, they cannot display detailed textures. They can tell where something is, but whether there are branches or plants between that thing and the lens is unknown.

Because of the different imaging principles, their prices are vastly different.

Knowing that the Turkish military was behind this order, Lin Yi was not surprised. After roughly assessing the price of the low-light night vision camera in his mind, Lin Yi took a pen and added a zero to the price of the drone.

As a responsible client, once you've made your requests, you should be prepared to pay the price.

If you don't have money, then don't talk.

Putting the Turkey order aside, Lin Yi picked up orders from several other organizations.

Unlike Türkiye's addition, these organizations' demands, while outrageous, also share a common thread: they want an additional loudspeaker to play scripture.

Lin Yi could only say that these people's demands were crazy.

But since these people were willing to pay, he didn't say much, and simply doubled the price from the previous one.

After reviewing these requirements, Lin Yi took his laptop to his desk, created a new document on his office computer, and typed the requirements into the document bit by bit.

After checking and confirming that there were no errors or omissions, he immediately sent the document to Mao Xiaofei.

After all this was done, the laptop was shut down and placed in the filing cabinet next to it.

After stretching his limbs a bit, he began preparing the materials for his meeting with the Turks.

Military-grade satellite navigation services are mainly divided into two service areas.

One is a single military device, namely various military high-precision navigation receivers. These receivers are usually accompanied by some high-precision tactical terminals.

These two items each have their own prices.

Aside from individual military equipment, what remains is the overall licensing agreement service, which allows the other party to use this level of authorization to do certain things.

Different licensing levels have different prices, ranging from hundreds of thousands to tens of millions of dollars.

In addition, due to the uniqueness of this product, the seller of the navigation system has an absolute advantage over the buyer, and can almost completely control the buyer.

If you operate it well, you can make money even while lying down, and make a lot of money.

At a time like this, not making money is just plain stupid.

Lin Yi was busy from afternoon until late at night before finally preparing the relevant meeting materials.

After doing all this, he suddenly remembered a very serious problem.

The question is whether the people Türkiye sent this time speak English.

If you don't know English or Arabic, you're doomed.

After all, I don't speak Turkish.

After hesitating for a moment, he put it all out of his mind. If Türkiye was willing to send someone over, they would definitely speak English.

If he doesn't know how, he can take the opportunity to stab them in the back.

After tidying up the documents and washing up, Lin Yi lay down on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

As he fell asleep, a Boeing 777 from Istanbul, belonging to Turkish Airlines, slowly landed at Shanghai International Airport.

Under the dazzling neon lights, Costa led his seven-person negotiation team out of the airport terminal.

Once outside the terminal, they hailed a taxi on the street like any other foreign tourists, speaking fluent English and telling the driver the name of their hotel.

Hearing fluent English, the taxi driver's face beamed with a smile, and he provided very considerate service.

They also thoughtfully took people to the Huangpu Grand Hotel, located on the banks of the Huangpu River.

Standing before the floor-to-ceiling window of his hotel room, Costa stood with his arms crossed, brow furrowed, silently gazing at the dazzling city lights before him. Behind him, the legal representative from the negotiation team slowly approached the window, looked at the neon lights outside, and asked with a puzzled expression:

"I feel that this city is more prosperous than Ankara, even more prosperous than Istanbul, and comparable to New York, London and Paris."

"But why are America and the European media so obsessed with portraying this country as poor and backward?"

Compared to the members of these negotiation teams, Costa was first and foremost a soldier, and only then the commander of this operation.

A strange smile appeared on his face, then he turned around:
“People like America, England, and France claim to be world leaders every day, but in the end, several cities in the countries they constantly criticize as poor have developed better than theirs.”

Do you think they might break down?

"Besides, if I were to promote the idea that this developing country is developing better than me, wouldn't all my efforts be wasted?"

Costa's explanation made the legal counsel nod thoughtfully: "That seems to make sense!"

After staring at the neon lights outside the window for a while, the legal counsel turned back to look at Costa:
"Mr. Costa, do you have any special requirements for this cooperation negotiation?"

"If so, we can include these special requirements when negotiating with the other party."

After asking the questions, the legal counsel looked up and stared at Costa. Under his gaze, Costa did not turn around, but continued to look at the neon lights outside the window and said, "I will make those requests myself; you cannot make that decision."

"All you need to do is review the relevant agreements and make sure we won't be taken advantage of."

"Ignore the rest!"

"Go and tell the others to get some rest and adjust to the time difference. We need to meet with that business partner tomorrow morning."

Whether we can get what we want this time depends on tomorrow!

Following Costa's advice, the legal counsel turned and left the room to let the others get some rest.

Costa himself went back to the bed, took out his phone from his suitcase, and dialed the number given to him by the National Intelligence Service.

The number was dialed, but no answer was received for a long time.

He stared blankly at his phone for a long time before suddenly remembering that he wasn't in Türkiye and that his SIM card was a Turkish one.

It naturally cannot be fired.

Left with no other choice, he put down his phone, took out his laptop from his suitcase, connected to the internet, entered the Turkish military's dedicated contact website into the webpage, logged in with his own account privileges, and then used the account's email function to send a message to the Turkish National Intelligence Organization, asking them to contact Sadr Jr. and then contact Xiaomi Heavy Industry.

At 3 a.m., Sadr, Khalid, and Fahbad were sitting on a flower bed on a street in Shanghai, eating a chicken in their left hand and a piece of meat in their right, enjoying themselves immensely.

In the midst of their feasting, Sadr suddenly asked Fahbad:

"Have our family members been discriminated against in China?"

“No!” Fahbad shook his head, then quickly added, fearing that Sadr Jr. wouldn't believe him:

"People in Shanghai are very friendly to outsiders."

“Especially for business people like us, after our 14 families arrived, I contacted the community, and the community took the initiative to help us solve our children’s learning problems.”

"They are healthy and lively at school."

“Every child who comes back tells their parents about their experiences at school.”

"They seem to have recovered from the gunfire of that year."

“Aisha, that child, also participated in a local dance competition and won a prize.”

"Once you've adjusted to the time difference tomorrow, I'll take you to see her award certificate and watch the child dance."

"It's so beautiful!"

Fahbad became more and more excited as he spoke, and in the end, he even grabbed two chicken legs and jumped up in front of Sadr and his companion.

Seeing his elated expression, young Sader gently shook his head:
"We're not going!"

These words made Khalid, who had been smiling and gnawing on a chicken leg, turn pale. But soon, the Iraqi turned around, looked at the passersby, and composed himself.

These words also made Fahbad, who had been gesturing wildly, stop what he was doing and look at his leader with a puzzled expression:

"Why? They actually miss you too!"

Meeting Fahbad's gaze, Sadr stuffed a chicken leg into his mouth, pulled hard, leaving only a bone, and chewed the meat, giving an indistinct reply:
"It's nothing, just that I'm afraid of the CIA, afraid of Israel's Mossad, afraid of those intelligence organizations in Turkey, and others, who might follow our leads and find them."

These words made Fahbad lose all desire to ask further questions.

The reason for gradually transferring those relatives here is actually to ensure their safety.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have gone to such great lengths.

He sighed and continued to gnaw on his chicken leg.

Khalid had just finished eating two chicken legs when his phone suddenly rang. He answered it casually, and after listening to just a few words, his face turned as black as ink in an instant.

He then angrily hung up the phone.

When Fahbad and the other man looked at him, he shrugged:
“Those idiots from Turkey said their people have arrived in Shanghai and asked us to help contact Xiaomi Heavy Industry to arrange a time for everyone to meet.”

"The best time would be tomorrow morning."

"This guy's tone really annoyed me!" After complaining, he looked at Little Sader:

Should we contact Mr. Lin now?

“Contact me if you want to die!” Little Sader rolled his eyes, ignoring the grease on his hands, and held up his watch in front of Khalid:
"It's 3 a.m. now. If you contact Lin Yi, he'll beat you to death tomorrow!"

"Let's talk about it tomorrow morning!"

After finishing their chicken legs, the group stood up, looked around, and quickly settled on a Japanese restaurant.

Then, the three of them walked over with chuckles.

…………

On the first day of the new year, Lin Yi bought breakfast in the urban village and ran into Little Sader as soon as he returned to the company entrance.

Upon meeting, Xiao Sa couldn't wait to say:
"The Turk who contacted me to buy equipment just called me and said they arrived in Shanghai last night."

"I'm planning to meet with you today, shall we set a time?"

The news came as a surprise, leaving Lin Yi somewhat at a loss.

In his mind, the efficiency of the Turks was almost on par with that of the Indians.

He's the kind of person who won't say a word even after being hit three times, and can't accomplish anything in three months.

How come the efficiency was so fast this time?
After a moment's thought, he uttered a time:
"11 o'clock!"

(End of this chapter)