Courtyard House: Home Alone

After hanging up the phone and putting on his cotton-padded coat, he told Wenxiu and the others who were tidying up the yard, "I'm going to see Grandpa Tang," and then quickly walked out of the yard.

The car quickly stopped in front of the Municipal Committee. Lin Yifan got out of the car and went straight to Old Master Tang's office.

Before even entering, one could hear Reinhardt's slightly weary yet resolute voice coming from inside, as if he were talking to Hans.

Lin Yifan straightened his clothes and pushed open the door to enter. Reinhardt and Hans were already seated in the office, both of them looking rather unwell, especially Reinhardt, whose eyes were bloodshot, clearly indicating that he hadn't slept all night.

Seeing Lin Yifan enter, Reinhardt stood up, forcing a smile that looked more like a grimace: "Young Master, you've arrived."

Lin Yifan nodded slightly, walked to the chair opposite him and sat down, getting straight to the point: "Mr. Reinhardt, what is Berlin's reply?"

Reinhardt took a deep breath, as if he had made a huge decision, and slowly said, "Mr. Lin, after emergency consultations between the Führer and the Supreme Command, we have agreed in principle to most of your requests."

Although he had expected it, Lin Yifan still felt a slight sense of relief upon hearing the affirmative answer. However, he remained expressionless, calmly looking at Reinhardt and waiting for him to continue.

He knew that behind this "agreement in principle" often came a "but".

Sure enough, Reinhardt changed the subject: "However, Mr. Lin, your demands are far too large and complicated."

Some production lines, such as the tank production line, require time for adjustment and preparation, and cannot be delivered immediately.

Moreover, losing fifty top technical experts every year represents a significant brain drain for our country. We need to make gradual arrangements to ensure that it does not have a major impact on our own industrial production.

He paused, a hint of pleading in his eyes: "Regarding Jewish experts and scholars, the Führer... has agreed and has notified the relevant departments to conduct screening. It is estimated that the first batch of people will board the ship in Hamburg within a week."

Lin Yifan tapped his fingers lightly on the table, remaining silent for a moment. He knew that it was already quite an achievement to get Germany to soften its stance to this extent.

Hitler's paranoia and extreme policies toward Jews meant that agreeing to "send" Jewish experts likely required immense resolve, or perhaps his desire for those technologies overwhelmed some of his principles.

"Can."

Lin Yifan finally spoke, "We can negotiate a specific timetable for the delivery of the production line, but it must be clear that it cannot be delayed indefinitely."

We need fifty technical experts in the first year, and we must ensure their quality. The number for each subsequent year can be discussed based on the actual situation.

As for Jewish experts, I don't require quantity, but rather quality and precision in their fields. I will provide a list of the types of experts I would like to receive, and you can do your best to accommodate them.

His tone was unquestionable, yet it also left the other party with some leeway.

Reinhardt visibly relaxed upon hearing Lin Yifan's confirmation, a look of relief spreading across his face: "Thank you for your understanding, Mr. Lin! We can begin drafting the timetable immediately."

Please provide us with the list of experts as soon as possible. Regarding the specific amounts of gold and mineral compensation, as well as details such as the specific model and technical parameters of the production line, we need a dedicated technical team to coordinate with you.

"no problem."

Lin Yifan stood up. "I will arrange for my people to cooperate with you. From now on, we are 'partners.' I hope our cooperation will go smoothly and achieve a win-win situation." He extended his hand.

Reinhardt quickly extended his hand and shook hands firmly with Lin Yifan: "It's a pleasure doing business with you, Mr. Lin! The Führer will certainly be satisfied with the agreement we've reached!"

Despite not having slept all night, his eyes gleamed with excitement, as if he could already see the enormous advantages those advanced technologies would bring to Germany.

Hans, who was standing to the side, also stood up quickly, his face full of smiles, and nodded repeatedly: "It's a pleasure to cooperate with you, it's a pleasure to cooperate with you!" He knew that once this deal was successful, his status in the country would also rise.

Grandpa Tang, who had been watching all this with a smile, finally spoke up: "Alright, now that the general direction is set, the rest are just the specific details. Xiao Fan, you see, we don't have any talent in this area right now, so you're planning to...?"

Lin Yifan was prepared. He looked at Grandpa Tang and said in a calm tone, "Grandpa, don't worry. The engineering and technical personnel from the United States will arrive soon. We can just have them handle the coordination."

Also, please contact Vice Chairman Zheng and his team. If the Red Party has any talent in this area, please have them provide support here.

After saying that, he turned to look at Reinhardt and said, "I know you are very eager to get the blueprints immediately. To show our sincerity, I can give you the blueprints first, but I also hope that you can keep your promise."

Otherwise, hehe! You should also know about the capabilities of 'Ghost,' and besides, blueprints for even more advanced tanks and aircraft will appear in the hands of your enemies.

"What? You...you have even more advanced aircraft and tank blueprints?" Reinhardt's eyes widened instantly, his tiredness and excitement replaced by an incredulous shock. He almost thought he had misheard.

"Mr. Lin, are you... are you telling the truth? It's even more advanced than what you showed before?"

His voice trembled slightly with excitement, and his body involuntarily leaned forward, staring intently at Lin Yifan, afraid of missing a single word he uttered.

Hans, standing to the side, was so astonished that his mouth dropped open, and he almost spilled his water. Grandpa Tang also raised an eyebrow, his gaze towards Lin Yifan now filled with scrutiny and admiration. He knew this young man always brought surprises, but he hadn't expected such a huge one.

Seeing their shocked reactions, Lin Yifan's lips curled into a barely perceptible smile, but his tone remained calm: "Of course. Technology is constantly improving, isn't it? I'm just a tiny bit 'ahead' of you."

He emphasized the word "leading," conveying a sense of effortless confidence.

Reinhardt felt his heart pounding in his chest. If the previous technologies had already enabled a qualitative leap in Germany's military industry, then the even more advanced aircraft and tank blueprints were practically giving Germany the capital to crush everything in future wars!

How overjoyed the leader would be upon hearing this news?

He took a few deep breaths, trying to calm his turbulent emotions, his eyes burning with fervor: "Mr. Lin! Please rest assured! We, the German Empire, are the most trustworthy people!"

"As long as you can deliver all the drawings as promised, we will fulfill all the gold, minerals and other conditions we promised without fail! There will be absolutely no mistakes!" He practically patted his chest to assure them, his tone filled with unprecedented determination and urgency.