Song Zan.
Again, he spoke a long string of rambling, nonsensical words with a curry-flavored accent.
This gave Meng Hao time to ponder.
Accepting a temporary employment offer from TADA Company as an individual.
The budget offered by A-Three is 500 million US dollars... which translates to about 3.5 billion Daxia currency.
Resolving the conflict between Western Europe and the Russian Bear on nuclear submarines was not a big problem for Meng Hao.
After all, there was ready-made technology to redeem from the system.
As for the issue mentioned by Song Zan, that A-Three must be listed as the name, and Meng Hao would receive the money, that was not a problem at all.
Anyway.
Meng Hao had no intention of putting his name on this nuclear submarine modification plan.
Damn it.
He, Meng Hao, was the boss of a law-abiding private company in Daxia. How could he cooperate with foreign military forces?
It's just that.
500 million US dollars is a bit too little.
However.
Meng Hao did not raise too many objections to this.
After all.
A-Three, with its population of over a billion, was also a huge market.
After building a good relationship with this kid Song Zan, Hua Rong Technology's products could directly enter the A-Three market in the future.
"Okay."
"I agree."
"When do we go?"
Seeing Meng Hao agree so readily.
Song Zan directly stopped his mumbling.
"This, no hurry!"
"We still need to establish a technology company to tackle the J-2 nuclear submarine."
"After all, you said you didn't want to cooperate with the military, so we need to establish a private enterprise to hire you!"
*Pfft.*
Meng Hao suppressed the uncontrollable laughter in his heart.
The excuse of establishing a private company to hire him to consider Meng Hao's feelings.
Damn it.
The real point was to establish a technology company and publicly announce that A-Three was going to build its own aircraft carrier!
Only the military of A-Three could come up with such a ridiculous scheme.
However.
Meng Hao did not show his inner mockery on his face.
After all.
He who takes money must eliminate trouble; he who is entrusted with a task must fulfill it.
As long as he got the 500 million US dollar budget, gained the friendship of Song Zan and his son, and had unimpeded access to the A-Three market in the future, that would be it.
As for the superficial matters.
Meng Hao didn't care at all.
Substantive interests were the most important.
"Who is it?"
Meng Hao had just hung up the phone.
A pair of slender arms had already wrapped around him from behind.
Qin Muyan.
This girl.
While Meng Hao was away in JN City for a few days, she had already made the workspace quite cozy.
"A phone call from A-Three."
"Probably have to go to A-Three in a few days."
Qin Muyan raised an eyebrow.
She rubbed her black, slender hair against Meng Hao's cheek.
"Just got back, and you're going out again."
Qin Muyan's ambiguous words held a hint of dissatisfaction.
"Can't help it, it's business!"
Meng Hao replied with a chuckle.
"Oh?"
"How big a business is it this time?"
Qin Muyan's hands were getting a bit unruly.
This girl.
She had made up her mind.
If she expected this blockhead Meng Hao to confess to her and then something else to happen, she would probably have to wait until she was old and her beauty faded.
Damn it.
Why was it always Qin Muyan who made the first move?
"About several hundred million!"
Meng Hao said absentmindedly.
"Really?"
"Why don't we also discuss a business of several hundred million?"
Huh?
Meng Hao was stunned.
He didn't react for a moment.
Wasn't Qin Muyan in charge of the public relations department?
She wasn't in charge of sales or operations.
Where did she get a business worth hundreds of millions?
"Oh?"
"Which area are you discussing a business of several hundred million with?"
"Do you need me to help you review it?"
*Pfft.*
Qin Muyan was amused.
This fool.
He really thought she was discussing business.
"Of course I need you to review it!"
"No matter what, this business hasn't been finalized yet!"
"Let's discuss a business of several hundred million in depth right now!"
Even Meng Hao, if he wasn't so foolish, would have understood.
Damn it.
The "several hundred million" business that Qin Muyan was talking about was the kind of business that would involve future generations.
"Hey."
"I'm a guy."
"Are you trying to initiate?"
"Do I still have any dignity?"
To Meng Hao's lament.
Qin Muyan simply ignored him.
"Brother Hao, didn't you say before... when doing business, you don't need to care about dignity?"
"As for initiating or not, we can discuss that later!"
...
A-Three.
Song Zan, who had hung up the phone, looked relaxed.
He was currently sitting in his father's office.
His father, an admiral, looked anxious.
"How is it?" Song Zan's father asked urgently.
"It's done."
"We can quickly form a research and development task force."
"Since Meng Hao can develop such an awesome mecha... it shouldn't be a problem to help with the nuclear submarine project!"
Regarding Meng Hao, whom his son had mentioned.
The Admiral of the A-Three Navy still had some doubts.
"Son, this concerns the continuation of your father's position."
"If we can't get the J-2 nuclear submarine project done this time, your father will definitely be ousted... and then, your vice-president position at TADA Company will also be gone!"
Facing his father's worry.
Song Zan smiled faintly.
"Don't worry."
"The Huá Róng Type I mecha and the Phantom mecha that the Russian Bear representative boasted to us about before are both from Meng Hao's Hua Rong Technology... and his technology was replicated and developed from the US F-35."
"Also, the Daxia domestic photolithography machine, which greatly angered the United States, was also figured out by Meng Hao from four scrapped machines with their cores removed... It's a pity that with the Great White Elephant God above, why can't our A-Three produce such a great talent!"
After praising Meng Hao, Song Zan's eyes gradually darkened.
"The most detestable are the representatives from the United States."
"They said they could accept our hiring of external aid to modify our J-2 nuclear submarine, but the prerequisite was that all US-related core components must be removed."
"Damn it, these guys treated us like lords when they were making money, and as soon as they heard we were unwilling to spend money on them and hire their technicians, their true colors immediately showed!"
The Admiral of the A-Three Navy sighed.
There was no other way.
Who made A-Three a globally renowned "Made in Many Countries" and "patchwork" nation?
Core technology was controlled by others.
After suffering a silent loss, they had no choice but to accept it!
"This is unavoidable!"
"Many of our technological equipment are imported from the United States."
"Damn it, something that costs ten million to produce is sold to us, and they add two zeros! Wicked United States!"
Facing his father's complaint.
Song Zan could only shut his mouth and even had to comfort him.
Now.
All his hope was pinned on Meng Hao.
Hope.
That the world would see A-Three's "indigenous" nuclear-powered submarine.
It would also somewhat salvage the reputation lost due to the nickname "Made in Many Countries" in the international community!