"This… there doesn't seem to have been any international export cases for such high-end aerospace equipment."
Lin Ju suppressed the urge to grab Hamand by the collar and demand answers, nodding calmly instead, as if outlining a logical argument in his mind.
Big brother, how did you even come up with this idea?
He had merely mentioned the space shuttle to imply that this plan could offer investment opportunities to Hamand—not actually planning to sell the thing.
Besides, even if I sold it to you, do you know how to launch it? Can you do maintenance? Do you have a reliable industrial chain?
Wait a minute… No, it's precisely because you don't have any of these!
A bolt of lightning struck Lin Ju's mind:
Abe now has money, what is he still lacking? Prestige!
They should have a rough idea of whether they can build it themselves, so why did Hamand still bring it up?
Lin Ju slowly caught on, the pre-prepared plan gradually adjusting in his head, and his gaze towards Hamand softened.
