Xiaomi Heavy Industry, its first entrepreneurial venture!

Chapter 386 Representing Mr. Dmitry! (Second Update)
Having received the clear order, Han Shunfa turned and left the office without the slightest hesitation.

A few minutes later, he returned to the guardhouse and saw the foreigner again.

Upon seeing him return, the foreigner waiting outside the guardhouse immediately turned his gaze to him and gave him a smile.

Han Shunfa returned the smile and nodded. He went into the guardhouse, whispered a few words to the guards, and then turned to walk towards the filing cabinet next to him.

He bent down, pulled out a locked iron box from a compartment under the filing cabinet, picked it up, and then walked out of the guardhouse.

Before long, the few guards who remained in the guardhouse changed into stab-proof vests, carried shields, and followed Han Shunfa out of the guardhouse.

Seeing their expressions, the foreigner at the door swallowed nervously, took two steps back, raised his right hand holding the briefcase, waved it wildly at the group, and simultaneously let out a terrified scream:
"No no no no!"

Amidst the terrified cries, Han Shunfa led his men to the foreigner and stopped about two meters away.

He first gave the other person an apologetic smile, then immediately explained:
“Sir, I have relayed the name you mentioned to our boss.”

"Our boss agrees to see you."

"However, he requires that you be checked for any dangerous items first, and only if you pass the check will he allow you to enter."

"If you are sure you want to see our boss, then please follow our rules. You speak Mandarin so fluently, you must understand our difficulties."

After speaking, Han Shunfa took a step back, and the burly men from the security department behind him immediately picked up their shields, went around Han Shunfa, and stood in front of him.

Across from him, the foreigner, seeing this scene before him, slowly lowered his raised hands, then pursed his lips, seemingly lost in thought.

After about two or three minutes, he spoke gently:

"Okay, I agree to your terms!"

Upon hearing that he agreed to the terms, the two burly men blocking Han Shunfa's way moved aside, leaving a gap large enough for Han Shunfa to pass through.

Before placing the box on the outsider, Han Shunfa calmly opened it again:

"Sir, please put your valuables in the box and I will lock them for you."

"I'll return it to you when you leave!"

"Similarly, you need to take a shower and change clothes before you meet our boss!"

"I..." Upon hearing that he also needed to take a bath and change clothes, a string of words stuck in the foreigner's throat, and he couldn't utter a sound for a long time.

He trembled for a moment, but finally stuffed his briefcase, cell phone, ID, and banknotes into the iron box, and watched as Han Shunfa locked the box.

After locking the box, Han Shunfa did not take it into the guardhouse. Instead, he placed it on the bench at the entrance of the guardhouse, gave a few instructions to the people next to him, and then, together with two other people, led the foreigner at the door toward the washroom.

After they left, two security personnel carrying shields walked over to the box and sat down, their eyes scanning the surroundings like searchlights through the shields.

Half an hour later, the foreigners, who had been thoroughly washed, finally appeared in the rooftop meeting room under Han Shunfa's guidance.

After bringing the man to the meeting room, Han Shunfa and his men did not leave. Instead, they stood guard by the sofa, maintaining a friendly distance from the foreigner. If the man dared to move, they could pin him down on the sofa immediately.

Upon seeing the person, Lin Yi casually asked in English, "Tea or coffee?"

The foreigner hesitated for a moment, then replied in English as well:
"100 grams of 70-degree warm water, 2 grams of tea leaves, 10 grams of sugar cubes, 50 grams of 70-degree hot milk (fresh milk only), stir for two and a half minutes, thank you!"

His voice was calm, as if he were instructing the housekeeper. These words made Lin Yi so angry that he gritted his teeth.

While he was so angry he wanted to grind his teeth, he also wished he could slap himself. He was such a pig-brain; why did he ask the other person what they wanted to drink?

Just pour me a glass of ice water!

Anyway, that's how foreigners have been doing things for years, they don't drink tea or coffee and they still get by.

He was internally complaining, but his hands didn't stop. There was no fresh milk or sugar cubes in the meeting room, but there were in the refrigerator in the finance office.

I don't know who put it there!
You can use it for now!
The phone call went through, and within minutes there was a knock on the door of the meeting room. Ji Shuangshuang peeked out from under the door, her eyes darting around as she quickly scanned the people in the room. She then handed Han Shunfa some fresh milk and white sugar through the crack in the door.
"Give!"

Han Shunfa took the fresh milk and white sugar, then turned and walked towards the tea table next to him.

There are two kettles on the tea table, one for boiling water and one for boiling milk, just right.

Set the kettle to 70 degrees Celsius, fill it halfway with water and halfway with milk. In less than two minutes, the water and milk reached 70 degrees Celsius one after the other, and the kettle made a loud screech.

Han Shunfa was about to brew tea when Lin Yi waved his hand, interrupting him and signaling him to wait aside.

Lin Yi picked up the tea leaves with two fingers, estimated their weight, and casually tossed them into the cup. He then estimated the amount of hot water, followed by milk, and finally white sugar.

After preparing these items, he took a spoon from the cabinet next to him, threw the spoon into the cup, turned around, and placed the cup of roughly brewed black tea in front of the foreigner: "Just make do with this. I don't have a scale here, so I can't give you the exact amount."

"Thank you!" The foreigner nodded and reached out to take the cup of roughly black tea.

I didn't rush to drink it; I just held the spoon in my left hand and gently stirred it in the cup.

After stirring for about a minute, the foreigner said to Lin Yi:

"Mr. Lin, let me introduce myself. My name is Stanley Stevens, and I am German."

"I'm here primarily on behalf of Mr. Dmitry Brown to handle two matters!"

"The first thing is to fulfill the conditions you promised Mr. Dmitry Brown on the phone, which is to allow him to become the general agent of Xiaomi Heavy Industry Home Appliances in the Americas."

"For some reason, our previous goods were all pre-ordered from your company's store and then resold."

"The supply is a bit slow to keep up!"

"That's why I came here specifically to talk about this!"

"The quantity of goods we need is almost twice the quantity you've distributed to Japan. Uh... you might need to increase your production capacity. Of course, since we're going for large-scale sales, you'll have to offer some discounts."

"The second thing is that Mr. Dmitry Brown asked me to come to Mr. Lin specifically to purchase a batch of special drones."

"These drones don't need to have very strong capabilities; there are only three hard requirements."

"The first hard requirement is that the flight radius must be at least 30 kilometers!"

"The second strict requirement is that the flight altitude must be at least 2500 meters!"

"The third essential requirement is that this drone must be able to carry at least 50 kilograms of weight. Ideally, it should come with a cargo bay from the factory!"

After hearing the request, Lin Yi began to seriously examine Stanley in front of him. The first request this guy made was something Dmitry had mentioned on the phone before.

Then there was no further news. A while ago I was wondering in what form that guy Dmitri would reappear, but I didn't expect those guys to have already sold the goods to America.

It's amazing!

Xiaomi Heavy Industry's home appliances have now opened up the market, providing a large cash flow every month. Although the profit is not as high as selling drones and gas cylinders, it is more stable.

If the Americas market is added, home appliances can provide even more cash flow.

very nice!
As for the drone that this guy mentioned later... its flight radius must be greater than 30 kilometers, its flight altitude must be at least 2500 meters, and its payload must be at least 50 kilograms.

Considering all the dirty work the CIA has done in America, it's obvious what they'll do with the drones once they get their hands on them.

I want to say something, but I don't know how to say it.

You are not a fish, how can you know the joy of fish?
Picking up the teacup in front of him, Lin Yi calmly spoke again:
"Quantity, payment method!"

The calm voice made Stanley, who was stirring his teacup across from him, suddenly stop and look at Lin Yi with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

He paused for a few seconds, then continued stirring the teacup with the spoon:

"Mr. Lin, aren't you curious about what we're doing with these drones?"

"I've heard that some drones have appeared in the Middle East, carrying bombs and running amok, killing quite a few people."

"A drone capable of carrying 50 kilograms of cargo is incredibly powerful!"

The clinking sound of the spoon against the teacup, interspersed with his voice, was like a piece of music.

Lin Yi had no interest in appreciating the music. He held his teacup with both hands, his eyes blankly fixed on the coffee table between the two of them: "Quantity, and payment method!"

"I'm not interested in what you're going to do with it. I'll set up the electronic fence when you leave the factory. As for who you take the bomb to and who you want to blow up, that's none of my business."

His voice was languid, yet carried an air of undeniable authority.

Knowing that Lin Yi didn't want to dwell on this, Stanley didn't waste any time. He released the spoon from his left hand and spread his fingers: "50 units!"

"I'm giving you two months, that is, 60 days, to see all the drones!"

"As for the payment, 30% prepayment, and 100% payment upon delivery!"

He had barely finished speaking when he saw the person opposite him put down his teacup, raise his right index finger, and gently wave it at him: "The price is $10 per unit, and 50 units will cost a total of $500 million."

"One-year warranty is offered, but it doesn't count if the bomb is blown up!"

“I require a 100% advance payment. If you transfer the funds to the account today, the timeline will start tomorrow. After 15 days, you can take your drone and go back to Germany or America.”

"What you do next has absolutely nothing to do with me!"

"If you're okay with it, you can arrange the payment right now!"

"Once the money is in place, our machines will start operating immediately!"

Upon receiving Lin Yi's offer, Stanley finally stopped stirring his teacup, set the spoon aside, picked up the milk tea (whose taste he didn't know), drank it all in one gulp, and then gently shook his head: "A bit expensive!"

"Although this drone has high requirements in terms of payload and battery life, the problem is that I don't think it's worth $10."

"My maximum price is $4!"

"Because this isn't a high-end product! I'll look for other companies..."

"Stop!" Before Stanley could finish speaking, Lin Yi interrupted him. Then Stanley saw a gesture he often saw when dealing with Chinese people.

The gesture for the number nine.

Lin Yi made a nine gesture with his right hand and added with a straight face, "$9! That's the lowest price I can accept!"

“We haven’t made similar drones before. To make them according to your requirements, I need to redesign the wiring and create new molds.”

"This is all money!"

“Although I might need it in the future, I’m not going to gamble on whether I will need it in the future. I need the money now. If you think $9 is acceptable, then you can arrange the payment now and I will arrange the production line.”

"Up to 5!"

"9.5 million!"

"6 million!"

"9 million!"

"Just 6!"

"Just 9!"

“Let’s compromise. You reduce the amount by $15000, and I’ll increase it by $15000. As your agent, I’ve traveled all this way and taken risks to come see you. I can’t possibly not make a penny. $7.5. If you think that’s acceptable, I’ll arrange the payment right now, and you can start production immediately.”

While $7.5 isn't a great price, it's still enough to make a profit.

Xiaomi Heavy Industry originally had the idea of ​​developing heavy-duty transport rotor drones. The flight control system and materials are readily available. All that is needed is to manufacture a batch of molds and adjust the production line to mass-produce them.

50 drones, each priced at $7.5, totaling $375 million.

After converting to RMB, deducting taxes and costs, you'll end up with about 1600 million RMB.

1600 million is enough to cover the costs of mold and production line adjustments, and there will still be a considerable amount left over after that.

This order is acceptable!

He knew in his heart that he could accept it, but the expression on Lin Yi's face was that of someone who had just eaten a twin-tailed fairy.

After letting out a long sigh, he said with a gloomy expression:

"It seems you've helped me expand into the American market, so $7.5 per unit, 50 units!"

"You make the payment today, and I'll arrange production tomorrow. In a maximum of 15 days, you can take these 50 drones home!"

"Then you'll be able to make a fortune with just one drone strike!"

These words seemed to have no effect on Stanley; his expression remained unchanged, and not a single muscle in his face moved.

He finished the remaining black tea in his cup in one gulp, put down the cup, and got up to leave.
“Mr. Lin, I will go back now and contact Mr. Dmitry to have him make the payment as soon as possible according to your request.”

"As for you, I hope you can deliver these 50 drones to me within 15 days, as you promised."

After speaking, Stanley nodded to Lin Yi, then turned to Han Shunfa and said:

"Sir, my belongings are still in your hands. Please lead the way and return them to me!"

"Thank you!"

Han Shunfa did not respond to his words immediately, but instead cast a questioning look at Lin Yi. As soon as he gave him a look, Lin Yi raised his right hand and made an OK gesture.

Upon receiving the signal, he quickly turned to face Stanley, his usually stern face now beaming with a smile:
"Sir, please!"

(End of this chapter)