Fu Ming was sitting in the conference room of the Kinshasa City Council Hall. A few months ago, Fu's Trading and Transportation Company air raided the city of Kinshasa. The original presidential palace had been bombed. Ajax chose to build the presidential palace in Kinshasa.
The original location of the Government Hall was restored, which also meant that the former government should be suppressed.
Xu Cheng, Song Jiahao and other security force members were outside the door. Fu Ming was quietly waiting for Ajax Rilin's arrival. He did not blame Ajax for being late. After all, he was the head of a country. As the prime minister, he had
There were a lot of things to be busy with, so Fu Ming seemed a bit abrupt this time. He was a little tired from sitting, so he stood up and walked to the window, looked at the scenery outside the window, and straightened his suit and tie against the glass.
The door of the conference room opened with a creak. Ajax Rilin was no longer the unshaven and slovenly look he was during the war. As the trusted prime minister of the Congo, even the scars on his face had been treated and faded a bit. He saw
After paying the bills, he whispered to the person behind him. "Don't follow me. I need to talk to Mr. K alone."
The security personnel behind him nodded, shook hands with Fu Ming's security force members, and then stood next to them.
Ajax walked into the conference room and closed the door. "I'm very sorry, Mr. K, I'm really too busy."
"Mr. Prime Minister." Fu Ming extended his right hand enthusiastically, as if Ajax had not threatened his life a few months ago. "I'm glad to see you again. Congo has undergone such great changes.
I never expected that. You are an excellent leader."
The smile on Ajax's face was very sincere. After sending Fu Ming away a few months ago, when he submitted an order to Fu's Trading and Transportation Company, he got the weapon at 80% of the price. This price
It is very close to Fu Ming's purchase price. Excluding transportation fees, there is simply zero profit. Fu Ming is using money to buy Ajax. It's not that Ajax doesn't understand. As the prime minister, it is impossible not to see through it.
This is something, but he would rather be paid for it.
Because he felt that Fu Ming was a generous person. After Fu Ming left Kinshasa safely, he could have killed Ajax and supported another armed faction, but Fu Ming did not do so. Because Fu Ming knew that Ajax
Jax is the best choice to lead the new government. Somehow, Fu Ming's current political tendency is a bit sage-centric.
"Without your help, Congo wouldn't be what it is now. Mr. K, you are simply Congo's benefactor. Your sponsorship of weapons and materials for us is already too much." Ajax pulled out his chair, "Quickly.
Please take a seat."
"You're welcome, that's what I promised you." Fu Ming sat down and pointed to the chair. "Sit down and talk, sit down and talk."
"Fu's Trading and Transportation Company bought a piece of land in the suburbs of Kinshasa. This time I came here mainly to discuss something with Mr. Prime Minister. I want to... build a factory on that land."
Ajax thought for a while. Since the new Congolese government has just been established, the matter of land sales is very important. Every large-scale land sales transaction is decided by him and the cabinet members personally. Regarding the purchase of land by Fu's Trading and Transportation Company,
He also had memories of the matter. After seeing that the order was submitted by Fu's Trading and Transportation Company, he immediately signed and approved it. This piece of land, including the sea area, covers a total of 2 square kilometers. Fu Ming spent nearly three months on this piece of land.
Billion dollars. "Factory?" Ajax looked at Fu Ming, full of doubts.
"Yes, I want to build my own heavy factory belonging to Fu's Trading and Transportation Company to manufacture various weapons and vehicles, and even general-purpose humanoid combat mechas... After much thought, only your country can provide a comparison
It is safe and will not be disturbed." Fu Ming kept a close eye on Ajax. After returning to the hotel last night, he contacted the transportation team at the company headquarters and the Heike Indias Group.
Even the Shenzhen Consortium, carrying the construction team of the Shenzhen Consortium, as well as the senior engineers and designers of the Heike Indias Group, carried by the Fu's Trading and Transportation Company's armed merchant ships, is now on the way.
As long as Ajax agrees to this matter, the heavy factory can start building it immediately. Although there are no large-scale weapons design drawings, simple imitation of light weapons and manufacturing of military items are very reliable. The Chinese military also
As agreed, the specific data design drawings and engine design drawings of the Xiaolong FC-1 fighter jet were sent to the headquarters of Fu's Trading and Transportation Company. However, Fu Ming's main intention in building the factory was not these. The company's internal manufacturing of humanoid combat mech...
Both research and development require a relatively safe and stable environment, free from the surveillance and prying eyes of others.
The secret base in Xinjiang has been exposed to the General Staff. It's not that Fu Ming can't trust the General Staff, but studying these things under others' noses will always arouse the government's resentment. And since the General Staff has found out, it will only be time for the CIA to find out about this matter.
Problem. Fu Ming doesn't want the subsequent White Tiger and Xuanwu classes to be exposed to them prematurely.
Ajax didn't know what Fu Ming was thinking and laughed a few times. "This is a good thing. I very much welcome your company to build a heavy factory in our country. If the weapon manufacturing goes well, you will give me a discount!"
Fu Ming didn't expect Ajax to be so happy, "Mr. Prime Minister, thank you very much."
"You deserve this. Your company and Qianli Group are very important to China's economic help. We have a lot of resources and funds, but no one is willing to sell us anything! Another batch of cargo ships arrived at the Kinshasa port. I
I don’t know how to thank you.”
The purpose of Fu Ming's trip has been achieved. The two just exchanged greetings, and Fu Ming found an excuse to leave. Ajax repeatedly asked Fu Ming to have lunch with him, but Fu Ming still refused. He needed to take the afternoon bus.
The plane arrived in Damascus, Syria. There, there were more troubles waiting for him. He didn't want to be late when school just started, and time was very tight.
On the way back to the hotel to pack his things, Fu Ming called Coco Heike Indias' phone number. He had been on the road these past few days and hadn't even sent a text message to Coco.
"K, if you don't contact me, I will really go to the Congo to find you. I won't even give you a message!" Coco sounded a little angry on the other end of the phone. Even Fu Ming contacted Heike Indias last night.
The group’s phone calls were all made directly to Coco’s grandfather, Carlos.
"Sorry, sorry, isn't this a sign of safety for you?" Fu Ming sighed and smiled. "Ajax has already agreed, and your grandfather seems to be very interested in this matter. Are there any problems with those scientists, from the factory?
The construction personnel have been taken care of by the deep-seated consortium, but the workers seem to have not been found yet. Can Heike Indias Group provide some help?"
Coco thought for a while, "I guess not. There are almost no outposts within the group, and they are not traveling all over the world like your company. As for workers, it seems that we need to find them locally in Kinshasa. The labor force there is relatively cheap.
Moreover, most of the heavy industry production is mechanized, and it can be mastered once taught, and assembly is also very simple. Has the name of the factory been decided?"
Fu Ming agreed, "It has been decided a long time ago. Since it started with my company, your group, and my grandfather's deep-funded consortium, the three cores will be called the Three Core Heavy Industry. I hope
This factory can become a myth."
"It covers an area of 2 square kilometers and has an independent ocean and port. What on earth do you want to do?"
Fu Ming chuckled and did not answer Coco directly, "It's good that you know. My armed merchant ship should arrive in Kinshasa in three days. If it is built... it will probably take half a year. It is too large and has to be hidden from others.
American satellites come here from time to time to take a few glances, and by the way, guess who I met here!"
Although Fu Ming couldn't see it, Coco still rolled her eyes, "How do I know..."
"Widow, Marie Antoinette. Micromovement Group and CIA are also eyeing this place. It seems they don't want UNTR to have exclusive access to the African market. They are going to suppress us."
"Importing arms to Congo...provoking a war? Then you are still building a factory in Kinshasa, aren't you making yourself uncomfortable?"
"I can't give in on this matter. I don't have much time. The situation in Syria has not been resolved yet. I don't think it will be resolved for a while. School is about to start..."
"What did you do before? My diploma..." Keke even started chattering when she was talking to Fu Ming, acting like a boss lady.
"I haven't had time to study in the past six years. If I can go to college, I will thank you for Jesus." Fu Ming was really too lazy to talk to Keke. He hung up the phone with his head full of confusion, not caring that Keke was on the phone.
His head yelled. He looked at the time, it was exactly eleven o'clock noon in Western Congo. He took a deep breath and dialed Harry Crowder's phone again.
"boss."
"Report your current location."
Harry was stunned for a moment, not knowing what Fu Ming was going to do, but he still told the location. "Near the Strait of Gibraltar. We are conducting body tests of the Qinglong class. The actual combat results a few days ago were not ideal. Since both submarines and aircraft carriers are nuclear
Power, no weapons and equipment are used. As for transformation... we can only return to Xinjiang. There are no conditions for transformation here."
"Transport the body back to Xinjiang. The transformation of the Qinglong class can be temporarily slowed down. First, build a general-purpose humanoid combat mecha on land. Let Han Yu hurry up. The tests of the Imperial Capital class and the Great Wall class will be completed in Xinjiang.
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"Boss, what on earth do you want to do?"
"Let's... change places and continue." Fu Ming smiled heartily and hung up the phone.
Harry Cloud frowned as he listened to the busy tone on the phone.