Who could have thought that the first arms order of Carl Metal Company actually came from China.
When George received Carl's telegram, he was stunned for a long time. It was an accident. It was definitely an accident.
Besides the accident, he was more emotional.
"Type 77 submachine gun... Don't forget Type 77..."
The unexpected order also made him see new business opportunities.
"Selling weapons to China... This is not a business opportunity, it is clearly supporting the war of resistance!"
"Wait... the war of resistance!"
At this time, George's mind was not just about the war of resistance!
Sitting on the balcony of the National Hotel in Havana, looking at the blue sea and blue sky and the coconut trees in the distance, George began to calculate in his heart.
First of all, submachine guns are just the beginning. Next, more weapons can be provided, such as machine guns and even artillery.
"Mortar is a good thing, like the 120mm mortar of the Soviet Union, which is very good and cheap..."
Once the brain hole is opened, what he thinks is not just the simplest weapon. He stares at the coconut trees on the coast and looks at the beautiful tropical scenery in front of him. In just a moment, he flashed a light and showed a proud smile on his face.
"Yes, this is a real good thing!"
Just at this time, a person came to his table.
"Hello, Miss Song."
George stood up and pulled out the chair.
"Thank you, Mr. George."
Song Bing thanked him. In fact, she knew why her father asked her to come and contact him, because... he was very young and his age was very suitable for her.
However, he seemed to have no interest in her at all. From the time they met until now, he always maintained basic etiquette, polite and distant.
Does he already have a lover?
What does it have to do with me whether he has a lover or not!
Humph!
Song Bing glanced at the man beside her, and he was indeed... handsome.
But... well, it has nothing to do with me.
Just taking this opportunity to practice English... She doesn't speak Mandarin, only Cantonese. And he doesn't speak Cantonese either, so the two can only communicate in English.
Calming down, she said.
"Mr. George, my father has sent the sugar to the warehouse, just like last time, a total of 1,300 tons."
George smiled.
"Are you sure it's 1,300?"
Seeing Song Bing's face full of doubts, George said.
"The last time, the goods were already 200 tons more, and this time it's probably the same. Mr. Song is kind, but I can't take advantage of others. Besides, this business is going to be bigger, and I hope to prepare 4,500 tons of goods next time."
"4,500 tons!"
The other party, who Song Bing was more concerned about, suddenly asked to increase the supply.
"What? Is there a problem?"
"No problem, of course no problem."
Song Bing shook his head and said.
"Mr. George, do you really want so much goods?"
"Yes."
Nodding, George said.
"If nothing goes wrong in the future, twice a month, 4,500 tons each time, almost 110,000 tons a year. Miss Song will discuss with your father after returning to see if it can be supplied."
In fact, it is very likely to increase. After all, as the level increases, the space will also increase.
Especially after knocking on the door of the arms business, upgrading is a simple matter. Who knows, a transaction can bring you hundreds of millions of experience points in return.
Now George can't help but look forward to the upcoming "big upgrade". Thinking of this, he picked up the Panama hat on the table and said.
"Miss Song, if there is nothing else, I will go back first."
What?
Looking at George standing up, Song Bing couldn't help but be stunned. He was about to leave just after talking about business!
"Mr. George, then... goodbye!"
Really gone!
Looking at the other person's figure going away, Song Bing, who was sitting at the table, didn't react for a moment. This guy actually left.
George didn't care what the girl behind him thought. Of course he had to leave now. After all, reinforcements are like fire!
No, it should be said that it was extremely urgent. He had to rush back to the United States, recruit talents, set up a laboratory, and more importantly, find someone!
Just a few hours later, George arrived at the Havana airport. Just as he was about to board the plane in a beach suit and a straw hat, a blonde young woman on a plane that had just landed looked out the window and her eyes lit up.
"He's here again?"
Seeing that he seemed to be boarding the plane, the young woman couldn't help but feel sorry for him.
"This guy, he actually left now, really."
As the young woman pouted and sulked, her sister said.
"Sister, I really can't understand why you come to Havana every weekend. What is your purpose? Is it to go to the casino? It seems that you don't like it very much."
"Many things will be understood after you get married... Yes, you will understand in the future!"
The young woman ignored her sister's question. At this time, she only had eyes for the man wearing a beach shirt and a straw hat, the guy who once paid her a hundred dollars.
He actually came to Havana again!
Among a group of bald, obese middle-aged and elderly people, he was young and handsome, and looked very conspicuous, which made the young woman couldn't help but think of the night that made her reminisce countless times in her dreams and toss and turn all night.
"He's here, he's here..."
When the young woman's heart was excited, she was shocked to see that the man actually boarded the plane!
My God, he, he's gone...
When they got off the plane, the United Airlines DC3 had already taken off. George, who was sitting on the plane, didn't know that his presence at the Havana airport would cause a woman to regret, and he didn't expect that a one-night stand would make a woman obsessed.
At this time, George was just writing a series of words on the note, and finally wrote a name, first in Chinese, and then in English several times. After repeated confirmation, he muttered to himself.
"Yes, that's right, it's him, um, he should be at Caltech now, studying rubber there, that's right..."
With his extraordinary memory, George wrote down the information he had seen one by one on the note. At this time, he only had one thought, which was to recruit the person on the note to his laboratory, or to buy his patent.
"It seems that I have to buy a chemical factory. I don't know if there is a suitable object!"