Roland Dulev nodded, "That's right, sir. First, the Lord of Sirosh, Pula Chitin, must agree, and then you can make an offer. Otherwise, sir, that's it for today. I can accompany you to see what you want."

goods.”

At the end of the sentence, he smiled awkwardly.

Song Sanxi laughed, "Haha, no need, these two big iron-hulled ships are placed there. Anyone who has been here can't see them?"

"Haha..." Roland Dulev laughed, with some sadness in his laughter, "Alas, the glory of the former empire is gone. The good Roche Federation fell into pieces. Sirosh inherited most of the Roche family property, but

Under the rule of the genius Prachtin, there is no day and no future."

"That's right! Mr. Factory Director, let's not talk about this. I hope we can have a happy cooperation!"

Song Sanxi stretched out her hand and shook it.

"You are a very talented factory director. I hope there will be opportunities for cooperation in the future."

"Haha, your talent is all soaked in wine."

"You can't say that, Mr. Factory Director, as long as you have a dream, it will definitely come true."

Roland Duleff looked out the window, at the entire lifeless shipyard area, and shook his head, "I dream of completing two aircraft carriers, but can it be realized? No, haha..."

"Haha, this..." Song Sanxi was moved in her heart, but she didn't say anything more and could only smile.

He left his contact information and said goodbye politely, and Roland Duleff actually walked him to the gate in person and waved goodbye.

After Song Sanxi left, Roland Duleff cheered up and his mental outlook improved.

He immediately made an email report and sent it to the Shipbuilding Industry Bureau of the Republic of Kuyton, requesting instructions and approval.

Of course, above him, he had to send a message to the Lord of Sirosh, Prachittin, to come over.

Thinking about it, this is also sad. Even Roland Duleff himself couldn't help but slap the mouse angrily.

"Damn the Western Federation!"

"Damn the genius Prachtin!"

"Skuyton is an independent country, why should it be controlled by Sirosh?"

"Why Sirosh? Why? You are shameless..."

"As long as it is allowed to be strong, the countries around it will have to be bullied and weak, right? Shameless genius..."

"..."

Song Sanxi was a little excited when she left Ukelan Shipyard.

No matter what, as long as it can be bought and the other party can set a price, as long as the Pracitin guy agrees to sell it, it doesn't matter how he sells it.

First use the broken iron shell to pull back the 108 corpses of war souls, and then look at the situation. Maybe we can really get the aircraft carrier out to the Yanzhou Empire, hehe...

Song Sanxi turned outside again and took a look at two huge rusty iron hulls on the high ground outside the dock, smiling secretly with pleasure.

Although they are now useless, as long as they are restarted, they will still be the dominant maritime power.

Although it is not nuclear powered, it is still quite a strategic deterrent.

The Yanzhou Empire really lacks this thing!

The ideological realm of the Godfather is different from that of ordinary people.

It's good to have a lot of money in your hand and use it to do something meaningful.

Anyway, the money for the aircraft carrier is also made from the heads of the major families, haha...

The wind and snow have stopped, and the main streets have been swept clean.

Song Sanxi was in a good mood and walked slowly back to the hotel along the clean street.

Here, not many people know that he is Song Sanxi anymore.

Only people know his name is Huang Shifu, or Ning Zhongzhou.

Along the way, we had a look at the far northeastern scenery of East Push, which was not bad, but a little dilapidated.

Think about it, it was once a prosperous and prosperous place, but now it has fallen to the point where it doesn't even have the power to sell two broken ships, which is sad.

After returning to the hotel, it was half afternoon.

Song Sanxi was in the presidential suite, making tea and smoking, waiting for Ding Jing's arrival.

At the same time, he was operating the computer, writing and optimizing communication monitoring and intrusion programs. These existed before, they just need to be optimized, and now they are used to deal with Ding Jing.

Song Sanxi remembered that Ding Jing had two numbers, one for work and one for personal life.

And he has both of these numbers.

After the program was written, both numbers entered his monitoring, and almost at the same time, he could know which number Ding Jing contacted and what he said.

As dusk approached, Song Sanxi's monitoring played a crucial role.

Ding Jing's life mobile phone contacted a mobile phone number from Risang, and the call came from the other party.

The other party's voice was very stern, and he yelled: "What intelligence work are you doing? Why is Song Sanxi prepared?"

"Ah? Mr. Cangkong, how could Song Sanxi be prepared? Didn't he come to Dongpush alone? Our plan should be successfully implemented!"

"You're talking nonsense, nonsense, nonsense!" The other party was furious, almost furious, "Last night at midnight, the operation failed and almost the entire army was wiped out. Did you know?"

"What? How could we... fail? What happened?"

"How do I know what happened? Do you know? Sanba Society New Society Matsuno Feng was also killed by Song Sanxi himself, and his body sank at the bottom of the East Sea in Heideli! Only Gu Dong is still alive and has arrived in Risang!"

"Ah? This... Gu Dong is still alive? My God, he is too powerful, isn't he?"

When Song Sanxi heard the news, he was like a bolt from the blue.

Shouldn’t Gu Dong’s grandson’s life be cut short?

In that case, how could he still survive?

Will God destroy him?

Or is your destiny not over yet?

On Risang's side, the man said solemnly: "Yuzi, your intelligence work has been very bad. Go back to Risang. It's dangerous to be around Song Sanxi!"

"No! He hasn't discovered me yet. I'm still lurking next to him. I even made an appointment with him for dinner tonight. I can poison his dinner and kill him with my own hands to fulfill Sister Cangkongjing's wish.

Matsuno Kaede is too useless. If you don’t get a sister, you won’t be able to complete the mission. Alas..."

"Soukora Yuko, in the name of my father, I order you to return to Risang immediately! The identity of Ding Jing can no longer be used. I am very worried about you!"

"Father! Please believe in my daughter, okay? I must have the ability to kill Song Sanxi. This most outstanding young man in the Yanzhou Empire can no longer live!"

"Why don't you listen to me? Are you determined to have your own way? Come back quickly. Sanba Club cannot live without a president. You can do it, Yuko!"

"Father, there is nothing more meaningful than killing Song Sanxi and then going back to succeed the president of Sanba Society, right?"

After saying this, the other party also fell silent, that is, Cang Kongjing's father.

After a while, he took a few deep breaths and said seriously: "Okay Yuko, this is your only chance to take action. If you find something wrong, don't take action! Your sister has been defeated miserably in his hands, I won't

Hope you do too!"
Chapter completed!