Mr. Xu also reacted, "Okay, be tempted by me, right?" After so many years of political experience, it is unlikely that Xu Chuan's tricks could not be seen, but he just didn't think about it there.
Xu Chuan glared at his cousin who smashed him, "How can that be? I mean it. But I do have a solution." This guy's words made him lose the initiative in negotiations.
"Hmph, tell me." Mr. Xu calmed down and was no longer affected by Xu Chuan's provocation.
Xu Chuan took out a folder from his bag, which contained all the information about the cultural relics. The COCO helped organize it when he was in France.
"There are not many things, more than one hundred pieces, how about I use these to offset the tariffs?" There are three bronzes, only photos and no information. Because these are sold by the bank, he had to set a fire and fell on JACK CHEN.
So even COCO didn't see what it was, so there was no information, "What is this?" Xu Fei took a photo, which was a front photo of a bronze ware. The size was not visible. It looked like a tiger, with its feet and tail forming a sitting position, and its front paws seemed to be holding a human head.
People in this room don’t understand these things, including Xu Chuan. He only knows that bronzes may be from the Shang Dynasty, and it is difficult to keep them in his own hands. I guess they won’t let them go, so it’s better to pay the tax with the flow.
The other two pieces are a three-legged tripod, and the other is a pot-shaped utensil. "How about it, if these three pieces are real, any one of them can be the treasure of a museum. It's not too much to pay for personal income tax."
The others didn't say anything. The old man was flipping through the information. The uncle stood by and looked at him. Xu Fei looked at his cousin with the photo and asked in surprise, "How did you do it?"
"I set a fire and created a scene where everything was burned and replaced." The process is of course not that simple, but there is no need to explain in detail.
"Damn it, you're ruthless, but you did a pretty job." Xu Fei felt that this younger brother had finally done something serious, and was very pleased.
Xu Chuan looked constipated, "What does your face mean with an old father?"
"Is there any?" Mr. Xu closed the information and handed it to Xu Jiwu. He knew that Xu Chuan hadn't finished speaking yet.
Xu Chuan smiled, "And it's right, if it doesn't work, I will pay the tax and I will give it to you, but I'll find a way to sell me two drones, it's best to be one of the ones that integrates detection and attack."
"Are there any more? Let's talk about it together."
"There is also a data link, so it's best to find someone to help integrate it into our own command system." In fact, this is the goal he hopes to achieve most, although it is the most unlikely.
What tariffs, cultural relics, and those are not important to Xu Chuan at all. If he can get support in this regard, he would not mind sending all these things out.
"What do you think about farts? You are a company registered in the United States. If you want these things, you don't want to live anymore."
"That's okay. I can register another company in China or anywhere in the world. We are very flexible in doing business." Xu Chuan's shameless look reminded the old man of his youngest son, and he couldn't help but get angry.
"TMD, how did Xu Jiwen teach his son?" The old man really slapped the table this time.
"Oh, grandpa, it's actually not good for you to scold him like this." Xu Chuan smiled, "How about it, how about it, consider my suggestions, win-win."
The uncle smiled from the side. He didn't think this was too excessive. It was just that the real problem was difficult to solve. "You think too simple. Even the MQ-9 developed by the United States on the basis of predators has just been put into actual combat for a few years."
"We do have it, and I know which model you are talking about. It has indeed begun to be exported on a large scale, but you have to know that this thing cannot be sold to a private company, and it is also a private armed contractor." My uncle's words are very sincere. This is not a sports car, yacht, whoever has the money can buy it.
Weapon exports are different from other commodities. Although China has always pursued no political conditions, buying your things is the best political endorsement.
And not everyone can buy it, which involves complex international relations, let alone a private enterprise.
Xu Chuan also knew that this was actually unreliable. He was just asking for a price everywhere, "How is your command system doing?", uncle continued.
"Fortunately, many of the equipment are civilian-grade. The most troublesome thing is the data link, and communication is also a big problem. How about it? Should I communicate? My technical supervisor is a defector from CIA, and the foundation of the command system is ABCS."
The uncle and the old man looked at each other and raised their interest in this matter. If there is an opportunity to understand the US military command system from the side, such a thing is hard to come by.
Umbrella's command system was improved on the system developed by Berkhoff, but his system focuses more on intelligence collection, and the command system adopts some functions of the Army ABCS (US Army Combat Command System).
Now Umbrella's business is mostly special military operations, and battlefield perception and command decisions will be more important, which makes this part of the system's functions less and less likely to keep up with the company's development, not to mention that Xu Chuan has greater ambitions.
So upgrading is imminent, but the reality is that the US military cannot provide him with upgrade services. If you expect Burkhoff alone, you can only exhaust him to death, so Xu Chuan can only find another way and try other places. What if it is done.
"This matter can be operated." The uncle looked at his father. In recent years, the army has been vigorously building its own command system. If he could refer to a more mature set, he would avoid many detours, let alone knowing himself and his enemy.
"You are a small company and don't know what the use of asking for these things." Xu Fei listened on the side and disagreed. In his perception, PMCs like Xu Chuan are just mercenaries who hold AK and FAL.
"You know, as long as I can build this system, some small countries can outsource most of the defense work to us." Then Umbrella continued to outsource, which would make many mercenary groups work for themselves. Umbrella did not need to recruit too many people to form its own influence in some areas.
"You mercenaries are simply cancers of the world."
Chapter completed!