One million knives is not a small number, it is close to 7 million yuan.
But the other party's request was indeed a bit strange. If Qian Ping hadn't said it in person, everyone would have thought it was a joke.
"Create a governor? T800 Terminator?"
"Terminator" is a classic movie that premiered in the 1980s.
Most of the people present were around 50 years old. Even those who had never seen the movie knew the classic "Terminator" robot image.
Qian Ping said: "I'll send you that guy's mobile phone number. If you're interested, we can chat."
Liu Jiang nodded lightly and said nothing more.
At his level, a million dollars would not make him lose his composure, so he plans to let his assistant feel it out first when he returns.
But not everyone has this confidence.
Some people in the fields of mechanics and materials science quickly calculated:
You can do this work yourself. As long as you have enough graduate students, the cost can definitely be controlled within one million yuan.
Five or six times the profit has made many people think about it.
A slightly fat man with a simple and kind face asked casually:
"Hong Bing and I have been friends for a long time. Hey~ Lao Qian, please give me his son's phone number."
Qian Ping took a look and found out that this person was Professor Wei from Western Polytechnic University, an expert in the field of metal materials. He had obviously come here.
Therefore, it is reasonable and reasonable to ask for a number, but it is not easy to refuse to give it.
Qian Ping pretended not to know and sent it with a naive smile.
Not long after, several more people who could be related to the "Terminator" asked Qian Ping for his number.
At this moment, Liu Jiang was a little unhappy, and his face turned cold.
But everyone is a colleague in the industry. If you can make money with a sword, who cares about your appearance?
Liu Jiang had a sullen face, took off his glasses and wiped them, then picked up his cell phone and walked outside the house.
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At the same time, Lu Li was wondering why there were so many old friends of his father added to his WeChat account.
Fortunately, they were all scholars, and Lu Li added them all based on the principle that they might be useful.
As soon as I exchanged a few words of greetings, a phone call came directly from me. It was Liu Jiang’s number!
Lu Li quickly answered the call: "Hello, Academician Liu, this is Lu Li."
The voice of the other party was very rich: [Qian Ping told me about your matter. Let’s talk about the specific requirements. What are you going to use it for? 】
Lu Li considered it and said: "I need a scientifically designed, real-life robot. It is just for collection and does not require a power system."
It doesn’t need a power system, so it becomes a large toy?
At this moment, Academician Liu really thought that Lu Li had some kind of collecting habit.
The thing is not difficult at all, it is nothing more than designing a mechanical body, which is my professional field.
[Your request is not difficult to meet...]
"Okay, Academician Liu, I'll leave it to you. Give me your account number."
Hearing this, Liu Jiang was slightly startled. He didn't expect Lu Li to be so cheerful.
[In this case, I'm not polite. I will complete the design as soon as possible, and we will communicate more during this period]
…
After hanging up the phone, Liu Jiang returned to the room and sat down.
He had already planned to finish this meaningless entertainment as soon as possible and go back to do something more meaningful.
A complete mechanical body, this scholar is also quite interested in it.
Everyone guessed what he was doing when he went out, and they were talking about Lu Hongbing.
"I heard that Lu Hongbing was deceived and got cancer. He lives in a basement."
"But the old man said that his son would be worth 1 million as soon as he sells it."
"Old Qian, have you pocketed your Dao Le? You won't be cheated, will you?"
Qian Ping was about to answer when he heard Liu Jiang's cell phone ding.
Liu Jiang picked it up and looked at it, his face changed slightly, and he stood up and left: "You guys chat, I have something else to do, so let's go first."
After that, he left directly.
Everyone didn't pay much attention to it, and instead talked about the upcoming National Day military parade.
Qian Ping was distracted frequently and felt very uneasy.
Just now he accidentally glanced at it and saw that the message on Liu Jiang's mobile phone was that the fund had arrived.
1 million dollars, the boy from the Lu family paid it without saying a word! What a big deal!
As everyone knows, it's just that the money stolen is spent and I don't feel bad.
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On Lu Li's end, he could finally breathe a sigh of relief after settling the "Terminator" issue.
At the same time, there were rapid footsteps outside the house, and it was Jessica who was back.
After entering the house, the little girl threw herself directly into Lu Li's arms and kissed him fiercely on the face.
Two long white legs were also wrapped around his waist, unable to hang down.
After hugging her for a long time, Jessica took out Lu Li's original cell phone and said softly:
"The gun dealer, named Aurora, sent you a message saying that the goods have arrived and asked you to take a look."
"It's really not the right time..."
Lu Li just spent all his money and can't go for the time being.
For this reason, I have to find some drug dealers and gangsters to withdraw money.
But Lu Li was tired of playing small roles with only a million dollars, and wanted to take on a challenging role.
He asked Jessica: "Are there any powerful characters around? The ones who store tons of ready-made knives in their lair."
"some."
Jessica took out her mobile phone and found a piece of news to show to Lu Li:
[Lucado was found not guilty and released in court]
I saw a sunny, handsome, brown-skinned indigenous man waving to reporters in front of the court.
And the ones guarding him were the "Drug Lord Guards"!
"He's Benjamin's son." Of course Lu Li remembered this man.
It was precisely because Coresa's mother captured this man that Benjamin's tanks took to the streets and opened fire.
But now that it has been released, it means that the government has lost.
Keep reading, and sure enough, the anti-drug president has been impeached and removed from office.
A new president was sworn in, a man whose slogan is: educate organized crime with hugs.
Translated into adult language: the government surrendered to the drug lords.
"Isn't this a silly comparison?"
Lu Li looked at the page. It was a serious news media. Then he looked at the date. It was not April 1st.
“How did he become president?”
Jessica replied obediently: "Candidates with anti-drug tendencies were shot dead during their speeches."
"..."
Lu Li usually doesn't care much about politics, but he never expected something so weird.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! But then I think about it, this is good, in this kind of environment I can let go.
He scrolled back to the original news and looked at the photo of "Lucado".
There are many related links under this person's name, one of which is that when he was arrested, 18 million dollars in cash was found in the villa!
"Well, it's him!"
The target was confirmed, but the drug lord's son was protected by the army, which was not comparable to those of his previous opponents.
To be cautious, Lu Li decided to wait until the ordered "titanium alloy" arrived before taking action.
"Lu Li, kiss me~"
At this time, Jessica put her hands around his neck and pressed forward, eager to be gentle with him.
I am used to the reserve of girls from other worlds, but I am really not used to seeing such enthusiastic ones all of a sudden.
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There are always some people in the world who are natural enemies.
Lu Li wanted to deal with Lucado, but he didn't know that the other party didn't want to let him go either.
At this moment, it is located in a "waste processing center" on the west coast of Tijuana.
The sunny and handsome Lucado smoothed his hair, lit a lighter, and threw it behind him without looking.
Flames rose up accompanied by wails, and the gasoline on the bodies of the three SWAT officers was ignited.
"Kill their family members and throw all their bodies into the city hall."
Completely ignoring the smell of burnt human flesh, Lucado held the table with both hands, looked at the surrounding men with his charming brown eyes and said:
"The authority of the group has been challenged, and we must regain what we have lost. We do not need evidence or mercy. We must execute everyone and let the whole world know the consequences of going against the group."
I saw countless photos on the table in front of him.
These are all targeted at drug gangs or people who are suspected.
At the front was a middle-aged woman with a stern face, and next to her was Theresa.
Lu Li's photo was also placed in an inconspicuous corner.