Chapter 133 Selling some rags

Author: Up and down to ask for lock

Chapter 133 Selling some rags

A set of international news: "The Fran Military Base of the Free Country lost three F22 stealth fighters and one B21 strategic bomber in succession."

After reading this news, netizens from Longguo laughed, laughing brightly, and commented:

"F22 and B21 can be lost. It's so magical, even more magical than magical realism."

"I'm so laughing! Why didn't I lose my head? Hahaha"

"Will even destroyers parked in the port be lost in a few days?"

There are still some differences in the content of the reports of media in various countries. Some are "lost", some are "disappearance", and some are "f22 and B21 are sold by the highest officials of the military base."

Anyway, it is because of the public's storm, and the Free Country seems to be invisible and does not come out to explain.

Various experts and various self-media practitioners have also emerged to make money.

Shangjing Inner Ring Road.

In a frugal courtyard, two elderly people sat opposite each other, and a game of chess was placed on the stone table in the middle.

"Did you think it could be Wang Liang?"

"Wang Liang!" The old man sitting on the right pondered for a moment and said, "Xiao Wu, please contact Shen Kuo."

"yes"

A capable young man standing not far from the two old men walked into the room quickly.

Wang Liang was sitting in the cabin of the B21 strategic bomber and experiencing the feeling of being a pilot, when Zhang Dong suddenly walked into the main factory area and said, "Your other phone rang."

"Annoyed! Can't I be a pilot quietly for a while?"

Back to the office building, I took out my cell phone from the shoe box under the bed, looked at the caller ID, and just picked it up, before he could speak, an anxious voice came from the receiver, "Mr. Wang, I've disturbed you, ask you

One thing”.

"What's the matter?"

"Is the lost F22 stealth fighter and B21 strategic bomber in the Freedom Country related to you?"

Wang Liang really wants to say that he has nothing to do with me, but since they have called him and asked him, they must have mastered some clues, otherwise they wouldn't make this call. If they talk nonsense, they will not give face. After thinking about it, they will be thinking about it.

, asked, "Where did you know that the Free Country lost F22 and B21?"

After hearing these words, Shen Kuo was a little confused. The whole world knew. How could Wang Liang, the person involved, not know? Could it be that he did it?

It is impossible, only he can do such a bizarre event.

After pondering for a moment, he said, "Now media in various countries are reporting on this matter. The news about this matter is even more overwhelming on the Internet. I asked me to ask if it is related to you."

"Ah?" Wang Liang was shocked and quickly took out his cell phone, opened his browser, and checked this matter. As expected, just like what Shen Kuo said, searching for F22 casually, all F22 and B21 were lost at Fran military base.

The question now is, how to deal with the bomber in your hand and the three F22s that were dismantled into pieces?

It’s useless to put it in the factory. Anyway, you can continue to be trapped, so just sell it as a junk. On the one hand, it can increase income, and on the other hand, it can free up the place and continue to be trapped in the airplane.

"It's like this. I have a B21 bomber with a damaged circuit system and three broken F22 stealth fighters. Please help me ask the above to see if it's on it. I want to make some living expenses!"

.

At this time, Shen Kuo was standing there like a wooden man, motionless. "Dongdongdongdongdong" his heart was beating very fast, and his mind kept echoing, "I have a B21 bomber and three F22 stealth fighters."

"Secretary Chen, are you listening?"

Wang Liang's words were like a switch, instantly activate Shen Kuo. He took a deep breath, forced the excitement in his heart, calmed himself down, and said as calmly as possible: "Mr. Wang, please wait for a few minutes, and I will go up immediately report".

"Okay, please trouble Section Chief Chen"

After hanging up the phone, Shen Kuo excitedly walked around on the spot. The F22 and B21 of the Free Country have always been among the best in the world. If Long Country can master the technology, it will be of great help to develop its own stealth fighter and strategic bomber. .

Now, Wang Liang actually has three F22s and one B21 in his hand, and he still needs to sell it. It's so good, I don't know what to say about the good ones.

I quickly picked up the red dedicated landline on the desk and dialed the phone to it. The other party answered it almost instantly, "How is it?" Section Chief Shen."

"The three lost F22s and B21s are all in Wang Liang's hands. He wants to sell them now, so send someone to buy them."

After a few seconds, the other party spoke, his voice trembling, "Okay, I'll report it right away."

"General, draw a car"

In the courtyard, the old man sitting on the left side of the stone table smiled and put the cannon to the bottom line.

The old man sitting on the right picked up the chess piece and was about to play chess, when a capable young man ran over and said excitedly: "I found out clearly. The three F22s and one B21 are all in Wang Liang's hands."

Just finished speaking.

A "reverse general" resounded throughout the courtyard.

On the quiet suburban highway, a transportation convoy suddenly drove up, with two cranes at the end, all of which were painted with camouflage paint and no license plates were hung.

After driving quietly for a while, the car in front suddenly turned around, went down from a fork in the road, and drove to the factory not far away. The car behind followed closely, even the distance between the cars was the same. He turned a corner and came to the factory gate. .

The door was open, and there was an old man holding a cigarette pot standing next to the guard room.

The convoy did not stop. He walked through the living area and drove into the main factory area before stopping neatly and orderly.

The car door was pushed open, and a middle-aged man with gray hair came down from the small ladder on the side, walked to Wang Liang, grabbed his hand, and said excitedly: "I heard about Mr. Wang's name for a long time. When I saw him today, I am indeed well-deserved. , Where is F22 and B21?".

In the middle of speaking, three or four people gathered around.

Wang Liang pointed to the big iron gate behind, said, "Follow me", and led everyone to the big iron gate, shouting, "Optimus Prime, open the door."

With a "crunch", the big iron door opened a gap, revealing half of the square face. The electronic eyes on the face were circling back and forth, and in a hurry, the "customer" behind Wang Liang was frightened and screamed, and took a step back collectively.

"Do you have cat cakes? Show half of your face to scare people and open the door?"

"You told me yesterday that you couldn't open the door for strangers. Now you scolded me for having cat cakes and asked me to open the door. Which command should I execute?"

Listening to the electronic sound coming from the door, the engineers who came to help receive F22 and B21 showed a sudden look of enlightenment. At the same time, they were shocked. Judging from the words just now, the intelligence level of this robot is simply outrageous. .

"I'm wrong, okay! You open the door for me temporarily now. They want to go in and see the plane. After selling the plane and making money, they will exchange you a better battery."

“This is almost the same”

With a "crunch", the iron door opened from the inside, revealing a very wide space. It seemed that there was a very cool B21 strategic bomber parked at the train station waiting hall. On the other side, there were three piles of messy and rags.

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"Mr. Wang, that three piles."

"That's the broken version of F22 after it was dismantled"

“Disassemble?”

The engineers on the scene instantly put on the mask of pain and jumped straight into their feet with a distress, like kangaroos.

"What a pity, it's a pity!"

The old engineer who just shook hands with Wang Liang took two steps in three steps. He came to B21, looked at it, nodded with satisfaction, a smile appeared on his face, and when he turned around and came to the front of the three piles of broken versions of F22, his face was

The smile on him disappeared instantly and he put on the mask of pain again.

Sighing constantly.

He muttered, "What a pity, it's a pity."

"It's a pity that yarn is just a garbage plane, is that what?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a weird guy with a cardboard box on his head walked to one of the bunch of F22s, looked at it, took a part from it, turned around and walked towards the workroom opposite.

"He was struck by lightning in his head. If he is sick, don't pay attention to him and load the car quickly!"

Wang Liang said and glared at Ying Zheng. This cheating guy was becoming more and more arrogant. He dared to come over in front of so many people, and he was not afraid of being arrested for slices and research.

"Okay, load the car!"

While the old engineer was calling the driver to load the car, he kept thinking in his mind that this weird guy is definitely not simple. He probably made the robot with a very high level of intelligence. He had to write a detailed report after going back.

Whether it is a transport truck driver or a crane driver, the technology is extremely excellent. Under the command of engineers, the B21 strategic bomber was carefully hoisted to the vehicle, fixed it with a special fixing rope, and covered with three thick waterproof layers.

cloth.

The three piles of broken versions of F22 are not easy to install, they are all broken parts. Wang Liang said that he would just shovel it into the truck's bucket and cover it with a tarp. The "customers" disagree and insisted on one.

Organize, pack, and then load the car.

From 11 o'clock in the evening, I was busy until after 3 o'clock in the middle of the night, and all of them were ready. The third uncle was sleeping soundly, woke up and opened the door. Looking at the driver in the car, he said impatiently: "A group of new recruits!"

The driver was very dissatisfied at first. He had been in the army for 11 years. Why was he a complete veteran? Until he saw the special merit medal hanging on the keychain, he instantly felt awe and respected the real veteran of the hundred battles.

A gift.

After the convoy left, Wang Liang walked to the third uncle and said loudly: "Didn't you prepare a room for you on the first floor? Why are you still sleeping in the guard room?"

"I am used to sleeping in the guard room, but I can't sleep after changing places."

"Okay, remember to come here for dinner when I got to eat, now I'm starting to take care of the meal."

"What? Dance?"

"No, it's the food!"

The next morning, I sold the junk, no, the money for selling the world's top F22 stealth fighter and B21 strategic bomber was all received, with a total of 100 million yuan, which was far beyond Wang Liang's imagination. His original psychological expectations

That is about 30 million to 50 million.

Unexpectedly, I transferred 100 million to him directly, which is very good. I can continue to cooperate in the future.

After breakfast, I took the suona and went to a nearby small park to practice my suona skills.
Chapter completed!