Rebirth of the Flying Era

Seeing Vincent, Du Fei also stepped forward and gave him a bear hug.

After a brief exchange of greetings, Vincent began to introduce others: "This is Mr. Norman from Canada!"

"Henry Norman~" The bearded man stretched out his hand and said his full name politely.

Du Fei shook hands with him enthusiastically, and then everyone took a car to the guest house of the Foreign Economic and Trade Commission.

Henry Norman's people were arranged, and finally Vincent came out alone with Du Fei, went outside and whispered: "How are your preparations here?"

Du Fei smiled and said, "Don't worry, I've made all the arrangements here."

Vincent breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, because Henry was coming at short notice, he was a little anxious along the way.

This time Henry Norman came directly, which was almost equivalent to the ugly daughter-in-law meeting her parents-in-law directly.

Without Henry, even if there were any problems on Dufy's side, Vincent, as a partner, could help cover it up.

The butt determines the head. Now Vincent and Du Fei have the same interests, and it doesn't matter to him what country or race they are.

Du Fei also added: "The effect is better than expected."

Vincent's eyes lit up and he rolled his eyes: "Hey, Du, we are friends, no, brothers, buy Buruade!"

Du Fei was surprised, what kind of style did Vincent have? He was not a black brother, so he bought it every day and it was better to talk about it than Ade, seeing that everyone was a brother.

But he said: "Of course, we are brothers!"

Vincent said hehey: "Brother, do you know why Henry came suddenly this time?"

Du Fei's heart moved. It was obvious that there was something going on here. He took out the cigarette from his pocket and handed it over, saying calmly: "The situation is tense over there?"

Although Du Fei does not have any news from Canada, it is not difficult to guess through analysis.

Vincent took it, took out a lighter, lit it for Du Fei first, then lit it for himself, took a puff and said, "Of course, the Meguo people may have to intervene."

Du Fei thought silently.

He knew a little about Quebec, mainly the contradiction between French-speaking and English-speaking people.

The neighbor in the south of Canada has always been ambiguous about this matter.

However, this is not important to Du Fei.

What matters is what does Vincent want to do?

Du Fei remained calm, having already guessed the clues in his mind.

There's definitely a lot of pressure on Henry Norman's side right now.

Vincent wanted to take advantage of the situation, but he needed Du Fei to cooperate with him.

Sure enough, Vincent revealed his plan while smoking.

Du Fei listened carefully and curled his lips secretly.

No matter what the alliance camp is, it is worthless in the eyes of these black-hearted capitalists.

But Du Fei doesn't have a mysophobia. As a 'friend', of course he has to cooperate with Vincent, but... he has to pay more.

Vincent was not naive enough to think that someone "not as good as Ade" could bribe Du Fei.

I was already prepared for Du Fei's request for 'additional money'...

That night, Du Fei hosted Vincent and Henry for a banquet in Quanjude. Laofen wine was paired with roast duck, and the atmosphere was quite lively.

After the show, Du Fei, who pretended to be drunk, immediately went to see Dad Zhu in high spirits.

At the same time, Henry Norman, who had just been returned to the guest house, his cloudy eyes became clear.

In his room, there was a middle-aged white man in his forties who poured him a glass of water and asked, "Are you okay?"

Henry waved his hand and drank the water: "It's okay."

The middle-aged man asked: "How is the situation?"

Henry frowned and said: "I've seen it on the train along the way. Their situation is not good..."

The middle-aged man pursed his lips, still holding on to a glimmer of hope: "What about Du today? What's his attitude?"

They knew Du Fei's background before they came.

Henry looked out the window and said solemnly: "This man is different from other Huaxia people. He does not value ideas, but more interests."

Having said this, Henry Norman turned to look at his companions, and said with some frustration: "I have a hunch that we may... have to run in vain."

On the other side, Du Fei met Zhu's father in the office.

It was already eight o'clock in the evening, and Dad Zhu hadn't gotten off work yet.

Du Fei passed by, and Dad Zhu took the opportunity to take a rest.

Dad Zhu has been very busy recently.

Du Fei entered the house and saw Dad Zhu just stretching his waist and called "Dad".

"Xiao Fei is here~" Dad Zhu responded. He smelled the smell of alcohol on Du Fei's body and asked his secretary to make him a cup of tea.

Du Fei knew that Father Zhu's time was precious, so he sat down and went straight to the topic, telling the story again.

Dad Zhu sighed.

Obviously, if they take the opportunity to cause trouble, they will definitely be able to contain the other party.

Unfortunately, not having the strength to stretch your hands too far is not a good thing.

As for Vincent's money-stealing plan, it seemed to Zhu's father that it was just a small fuss and it didn't matter at all.

Du Fei also knew it, so he only mentioned Vincent briefly.

Then he asked: "Dad, how do we respond to Henry? Do you want to meet him?"

Dad Zhu waved his hand and said: "Forget it if we meet, they can't make trouble."

Du Fei said "hmm".

In his impression, Henry and the others would fail quickly without making many waves.

But that doesn’t stop you from making a fortune from them before then.

The next day, as originally planned, Dufy took Vincent and Henry to a shooting range in the suburbs to demonstrate the new mortar.

Factory 8270 has a security level and foreigners are not allowed to enter.

Moreover, Du Fei would not reveal his trump card easily.

On the shooting range, in addition to Du Fei and the other three, there was also military representative Wang Bin.

The soldiers responsible for operating the mortars were all recruited by Wang Bin.

Different from the last time I had a few slaps in the factory, this time it seemed much more formal and rigorous.

At least it looks quite ritualistic.

Henry and Vincent both had military backgrounds.

A layman looks at the excitement, an expert looks at the door.

They were both experts. One look at the newly painted barrel and mount revealed that it was an ordinary 60 mortar.

This made Henry frown, but he was calm and didn't say anything.

Until a moment later, there were two "boom" sounds.

Henry, who was holding the telescope, opened his mouth instantly.

Including Vincent, also showed a surprised expression.

Although Du Fei has said more than once that this new mortar is very powerful.

But Vincent and Henry were arrogant in their hearts and never believed that flower cultivation could develop equipment that reached the world's cutting-edge level.

If they had no choice, they wouldn't be here at all.

However, at this time, the contrasting effects of the two mortars made them feel incredible!

After firing ten rounds, Vincent and Henry immediately asked to see the impact point.

Du Fei readily agreed.

Since you are sincerely selling money, there is no need to hide it.

Several people walked over, because the range of the mortar was not short. Henry was fat and had a big belly. When they got there, he was already panting.

He didn't care, looking at the crater made by the mortar, he kept saying "Buying cakes, buying cakes~"

It was completely unexpected that the 60 mortar could produce such an effect.

The barrel with a diameter of 60 mm can be carried by one person and is lighter than a heavy machine gun.

It's definitely a good hand for guerrilla warfare.

Even Vincent's eyes gleamed as he mentally considered other potential customers.

Du Fei laughed and said: "How are you two, our new cannon is okay~"

Henry nodded repeatedly. He was not trying to belittle the mortar in order to lower the price.

Now for them, the price is not important, what is real is the ability to buy it.

And Henry was also very direct and quickly mentioned the price.

Du Fei looked at Vincent and said with a smile: "Mr. Norman, you have picked the wrong person. Vincent and I have made an agreement a long time ago. I will be responsible for production and he will be responsible for sales..."

Vincent took the opportunity to take over the conversation: "Mr. Norman, you have also seen that the power of this new mortar has completely exceeded the same type of weapons currently in service in other countries. The price... Hehe, it is definitely not cheap, fifty thousand US dollars. One set, launcher plus a base shell.”

"Fifty thousand dollars?" Henry frowned, obviously not agreeing with the price.

If you buy one hundred sets, it's five million dollars, and one base shell is definitely not enough.

He could see that the key to this new mortar was the shells, and he would definitely have to buy additional shells.

He couldn't help but turn his head and look at Du Fei.

Du Fei spread his hands and expressed his helplessness with an innocent look on his face.

In the end, the two parties negotiated and decided to purchase one hundred and fifty sets of mortars in the name of imported "firefighting equipment" at a cost of US$40,000 each.

In addition, each set of three base shells will add a total of 10 million additional orders.

The total order volume this time nearly doubled to US$22 million.

Converted into RMB, it would be nearly 80 million.

Of course Du Fei was very satisfied with this result.

The net profit of this 80 million contract is nearly half. According to the original agreement, Vincent will get 50%, which is about 20 million.

The other 20 million went to the fire equipment company's account and was turned over to the state.

The remaining 40 million is the factory cost and has nothing to do with Vincent.

But in fact, the entire cost of this batch of equipment sold to Canada was less than 20 million.

More than 14 million, to be precise.

Here's another $26 million in hidden profits.

Of course, such a large sum of money cannot be withheld.

Du Fei estimated that the bulk of it would definitely have to be turned over, and that at most six million odd cents would be left in the account of the fire equipment company.

When Du Fei called to report the situation, even Zhu's father stood up from his chair, took the phone and said excitedly: "How much is the total!"

Du Fei repeated: "Forty million! After excluding the production cost, at least 40 million can be turned over!"

"Okay!" Dad Zhu shouted excitedly.

Lou Hongyi had just received 30 million, and now the fire equipment company Du Fei had just established had a big order of 80 million.

Not counting those foreign students sent by the Japanese before, it was already over 100 million.

What a concept!

Originally this year's economy must be stretched thin.

Unexpectedly, Du Fei's variable not only stimulated several half-dead factories through orders, but also directly increased tens of millions of unplanned funds.

For a country, tens of millions is a drop in the bucket.

But it was the same straw that broke the camel's back.

Just like the two armies were in a stalemate in front of the formation, a new force suddenly appeared, and the effect was obvious.

Dad Zhu put down the phone and even laughed.

Just at this moment, a voice came from outside: "Jie Tai~ What a happy thing, I heard you laughing in the courtyard."

Dad Zhu immediately greeted him: "Mr. Zhou, this is indeed a good thing. That son-in-law of mine..."

However, no one expected that when Dad Zhu was in high spirits, Du Fei would have an uninvited guest.

After sending Vincent and Henry back to the guest house, Du Fei happily returned to the unit.

As soon as he finished the phone call with Zhu's father, Zhang Wenzhong walked in quickly.

Du Fei was in a good mood and said with a smile: "Old Zhang~ What's the matter?"

Zhang Wenzhong said: "Manager, a foreigner has come outside and wants to see you."

Du Fei frowned: "Foreigner?"

Wondering where the foreigner came from, he asked: "Which country are you from and what do you do?"

Zhang Wenzhong said: "He calls himself Bush and he is from the Swiss Museum of History."

"Bush?" The name was quite familiar, which made Du Fei a little interested and asked: "Where is the person?"

Zhang Wenzhong said: "I'm outside~ Lao Zheng and Xiao Wu are accompanying me."

Du Fei nodded. Such foreign guests are still quite sensitive and must not be met alone.

Du Fei came to the front yard and saw three people sitting in the reception room of the west wing through the open door.

One of them was a tall, middle-aged white man in his forties who was very eye-catching.

Seeing this person, Du Fei couldn't help but frown slightly.

I originally thought it was just a coincidence that they had the same surname, but when I saw this person, it seemed that it was not that simple.

But that one is from the United States, how did she become Swiss?

Du Fei walked over with suspicion.

The atmosphere in the room was a bit dull, and Zheng Qingchun and Wu Hongqi had nothing to say.

When they saw Du Fei, they immediately stood up and called "Manager".

The middle-aged white man also got up from his chair and introduced himself in English with a smile.

Wu Hongqi knew that Du Fei could understand, but after waiting for two seconds and seeing that Du Fei didn't respond, he immediately took the initiative to translate.

After hearing the translation, Du Fei stretched out his hand with a smile on his face: "Mr. Bush, nice to meet you~"

Shaking hands with Du Fei, Bush said: "I'm honored too, Mist Du Fei."

After greeting each other, several people sat down again.

Du Fei said: "Mr. Bush, is he Swiss?"

Bush hesitated and replied: "Sorry, I'm actually an American."

Du Fei didn't expect that the other party would point it out directly.

Zheng Qingchun and Wu Hongye who were present were surprised.

Who is the biggest enemy of flower cultivation now? It is undoubtedly the evil beautiful land.

Du Fei said calmly: "The Bush family in Texas?"

Bush was stunned. He didn't expect that Du Fei actually knew about his family.

In fact, the families in the United States are very similar to the clans in the Three Kingdoms and Two Jin Dynasties.

Bush responded quickly and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that there are people in the far east who know about our family. You are the first one."

"The first one?" Du Fei asked noncommittally, "Mistbosh, I wonder what advice you can give me?"

Bosh looked at Zheng Qingchun and Wu Hongqi.

Du Fei understood what he meant and said there was no need to avoid it.

Bosh didn't insist: "In that case... well~ Mistedu, we heard that you are providing certain equipment to some people from the Canard people."

Du Fei did not deny it.

Obviously, the other party already has reliable information.

After a moment of silence, Du Fei smiled: "Your Excellency is very well informed."

Hearing Du Fei's acquiescence, Bush frowned: "Mr. Du, your behavior has touched our bottom line. I hope you will consider it carefully."

Du Feixin said that she was indeed an old beauty, and she was really direct in her speech.

It can be seen that Bush has tried his best to choose his words, but he still inadvertently showed a bossy attitude.

Zheng Qingchun and Wu Hongqi next to them both frowned.

Although they are civil servants, Hua Xia in this era has an aura of fearlessness.

In any case, as long as an order is given, the enemy will know what it means to unite as one.

Du Fei has seen more arrogant and unreasonable people.

In comparison, Bosh's words have been quite polite.

But no matter what the tone is, it still can't change the other party's intention.

Stop the deal with Henry Norman.

That's a profit of tens of millions.

Just for a random person to make Du Fei spit out the fat he had eaten as soon as his upper lip touched his lower lip?

It’s just a daydream!

Why, he died so early in the morning~

But Du Fei didn't get angry, let alone speak harshly.

Extraneous emotions serve no purpose.

Du Fei took a sip of the freshly brewed tea and said with a smile: "Mr. Bush, I think you are mistaken. We are just doing normal business with Mr. Norman. We are a company that specializes in manufacturing export fire-fighting equipment. There is no such thing as Dangerous equipment, not a threat to anyone."

Bush frowned and said to himself, I believe you!

What the hell fire equipment? Did you use cannonballs to put out the fire at home~

But he also has to be calm, because he has the qualifications to grow flowers.

Bush said solemnly: "Mr. Du, I come here with good intentions. I hope you and the people behind you can consider this matter carefully."

Du Fei was equally serious: "Max said that if there is a 100% profit, capital will meet all human laws. Do you know how much profit we have from this transaction?"

The implication is that I will kill anyone who stops me from making money.

After saying that, Du Fei's face softened and he laughed again: "Mr. Bush, business is business. We have no other ideas, we just want to eat."

Bush looked at Du Fei with a gloomy expression.

Of course he heard the implication of Du Fei's words, but he didn't believe it.

Selling those equipment in my backyard, you tell me you have no other intention, just want to make a little money?

Believe it or not, I don’t believe it anyway.

At this point, it has become clear that the two sides have great differences.

Bush simply stood up and said: "Mr. Du, I'm very sorry. I have stated my position and I hope you will convey it truthfully. Of course I will convey your position back."