Lin Mo and Qi Fei are different. No matter how big the trouble is, there is always a country behind it.
Even if a fighter jet worth nearly 100 million dollars was damaged, the military would just issue a note and replace it without even batting an eyebrow.
Ordinary people's hard work and hard work for a lifetime is not worth the loss of equipment scrapped by high-tech military units.
Qi Fei, who works hard on his own, is different. Although the extra profit is his, every loss is also his, and he doesn't even have a place to seek reimbursement.
"Forget it, it's not worth much, I have good news!"
Qi Fei waved her hand magnanimously. Cosplay is a hobby, and being able to become the captain who led Lin Mo in the first place is enough to show how obsessed she is.
"Good news?" Lin Mo then realized that Qi Fei had a smile on her face, as if she was happy that she had made a big deal.
Dragon Knight indeed guessed the truth, but Qi Fei made more than one big business.
"Of course, the good news for you is that the cosplay show has achieved unprecedented success. Not only did it not mess up, it also signed letters of intent for cooperation with six companies."
Qi Fei seemed extremely happy. She called her assistant last night and learned that after Lin Mo knocked over several cosplay performers at the scene and added a large double-sided display screen, the audience and cosplay performers at the scene were shocked.
The audience received warm applause, as if Lin Mo had given them a wonderful fighting performance.
Although the scene was a mess, I didn't know what the Americans were thinking. Instead of being frightened or booing, they cheered.
Perhaps there is more violence hidden in the hearts of Americans. Instead, the changes at the scene were regarded as an "Easter egg" performance, which surprised everyone. After all, the weapons and fighting on the scene were completely real and cosplayed.
Isn’t the purpose to strive for truth?
Heroes saving beauties is a classic that Europeans never tire of. It is an eternal theme in all Hollywood movies and TV dramas. Old Americans have definitely recognized this trick.
When the real battle and the real surreal equipment appeared in front of their eyes, all the audiences and performers who saw it immediately became excited.
The bosses and representatives of several companies who were interested in cooperation also saw the unique ingenuity of the Yingyuehe Design Center. Although the female boss was taken away and there was no news, it did not prevent them from expressing their gratitude to the Yingyuehe employees.
Extend an olive branch of intention to cooperate.
After contacting the company personnel who were still in Los Angeles, Qi Fei was overjoyed after hearing the news. China earns money in RMB, while in the United States, it is green dollars. And with China's low labor costs, the profits will definitely be higher.
Earn more than your American counterparts.
"And Father Will, whom we met yesterday, still has a business to give to us, Ying Yuehe. After all, if it weren't for you, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to take on such a big business. I would really make a lot of money."
Not only that, Qi Fei unexpectedly received a call this morning. It was the priest of the church opposite the hotel who asked her for business cooperation.
Oh my gosh! That’s free business!
Qi Fei never expected that her unintentional business card would actually bring her another piece of business. The business was extraordinary.
The business in the religious industry is neither easy to earn nor easy to earn. The threshold is very high and difficult to get into. Religious propaganda involving faith has always been very taboo with outside commercial companies. Even if they are hired occasionally,
The selection criteria are also extremely strict, and I am afraid that if something goes wrong, the impact will be extremely bad.
But once this opening is opened, it means that the entire religious world recognizes it, and the orders mean a steady stream.
Maybe it was a good thing, after following Lin Mo's bad luck for a few days, luck suddenly found Qi Fei, and her business was very smooth. It seemed to be a new turning point.
If given the choice at that time, Qi Fei would still stand by Lin Mo's side without hesitation. Even if there was no benefit at all.
After receiving a call from Father Will of the Catholic Church, Qi Fei began to consider whether to set up a branch in the United States to specifically handle business, which could also be regarded as the first step to internationalize Chinese local companies.
International design company, thinking about this awesome name, I am afraid I will wake up laughing in my dreams.
Design companies rely on intelligence to make a living, and have huge profit margins. As long as there are opportunities, they will develop very fast.
"Okay! Congratulations!"
Lin Mo didn't expect that this would happen. Maybe it was the special care of the goddess of luck.
When God closes one door, he will open another for you.
"What, do you have any ideas to help me work together? How about we share the money earned half way?" Until now, Qi Fei has not forgotten to poach the socialist corner. In other words, this description is really apt.
"No, no! I still have things I like to do. I'm not good at what you're doing. Let me go and let me do my professional things, such as eating, killing, etc." Lin
Mo waved his hand and put the giant sword on his shoulder. The hotel security guard looked at this monster with a little fear. This humanoid tank wouldn't have cracked the floor again.
"Do you want me to inject some capital? As you expand your international business, you will definitely be short of money for business expansion."
Lin Mo continued, saying that this time he had greatly appreciated Qi Fei's favor, and he had to repay her a little, otherwise he would really be sorry for her being so uncomplaining.
"Okay, how much can you get?" What Qi Fei cares about is not money, but other motives.
"Well, 30 million yuan? How about it?" Lin Mo calculated it. In addition to paying the bill for the latest batch of accessories for "Monster", he still had 30 million yuan in cash on hand to use, but there were about 500 yuan in it.
Wan is the gold dragon's ration this year.
Anyway, the guy with the gold coin is not here, Lin Mo's black-hearted public funds were used for private purposes.
"You have so many? You didn't steal them, did you?"
Qi Fei couldn't help but widen his eyes. Could this pilot fly a space shuttle? Being a pilot would make him so rich all of a sudden.
She had worked hard until now, and the net assets of the entire Yingyuehe Design Center were only close to 10 million yuan. Lin Mo opened his mouth to say 30 million yuan, which was really beyond her expectation.
"Well, I don't have that much cash with me now, but I will have it soon." Lin Mo turned his head and saw outside the alms bowl wall in the lobby, showing his white teeth, sneered a few times, carrying the giant sword, and more and more money came under his feet.
Rushed out.
"Yes, yes, Miss Eniko, I will definitely find a way. Please help me delay it a little longer. I will treat you to coffee when I have time. Thank you very much. You are such a considerate sweetheart."
Lockheed Operations Director Mitch Friedman anxiously answered the phone call from the headquarters. Another question was issued, which made Mitch Friedman very anxious and angry when there was no progress.
Things went wrong again and again in "Laboratory 41". Although the security department could not escape the blame, the person in charge was responsible for everything. In the end, it was the operations department that was unlucky. They were put directly on the fire and had to live and die.
They must be responsible for finding out the problem and wiping the Ministry of Security's butt. Although the salary is generous, it is still a department that cannot be left behind. Who is to say that only they have the power to act externally? If something goes wrong, who else can they turn to?
, reconnaissance, and revenge are all their jobs.
In recent times, the Operations Division has almost completely turned into a small department under it: the Investigation Division, which has almost mobilized all its forces and even hired many "temporary workers" to trace the whereabouts of "Fenrir" alloy.
"Laboratory 41" has recently lost its combat robot. Isn't this good? It adds fuel to the fire. One wave is not over, but another wave is rising, which makes Mitch Friedman very worried.
Mitch Friedman said to his secretary Michelle Wayne: "You guys think of a way, Michelle, can you look for a more familiar way and tell them that money is not a problem, as long as you can find it"
Fenrir's whereabouts will cost us whatever it takes."
Subconsciously, Mitch Friedman still believed that Lin Mo knew the whereabouts of "Fenrir". After all, Lockheed was just an arms dealer, and intelligence collection would always be a little slower. But even if it was just a little slow, things would be over.
Changed appearance.
In addition, due to the special official status of the other party and the lack of cooperation with the CIA, it is impossible for Lockheed to do whatever they want. Several of the men who intercepted the guy outside the hotel two days ago have now been arrested by the CIA and sent to jail.
, even Mitch Friedman received a stern warning, which made Lockheed even more restrained.
Until now, even the CIA does not know that the Chinese who almost sent the "Fenrir" alloy back to the country were intercepted on the way. In the end, the effort was in vain and nothing was left.
benefit.
"Boss, look, that guy, it's that guy!" Michelle Wayne suddenly turned pale and pointed in the direction of the hotel door, and suddenly shouted, "Then, that guy is here, my God, he
What's that in your hand?" His eyes were about to bulge out of his head, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying.
"Huh? God!" Mitch Friedman suddenly saw the guy they were planning to come out of the hotel door and come straight towards them. When he saw the guy in his hand, he immediately realized that they
It is less than fifty meters away from the hotel entrance.
"Run!"
I don't know which guy yelled wildly. Everyone saw the giant sword in that guy's hand clearly, and they were all frightened out of their wits. That guy was here for revenge. God, if such a huge sword hits you, what's the point?
Cutting people into flying pieces of flesh in no time.
Although there is no shortage of desperadoes in Lockheed Operations, they don't want to die so quickly.
"Want to run? It's not that easy!"
Lin Mo sneered, and began to wave the giant sword in his hand to stir up the air with one hand. Although he did not have enough fighting spirit, he still knew a few tricks.