Chapter 479: Crazy Stockpiling! Prince: Whatever You Have, I Want!

"Fishing rods, nets and the Fish Pond, His Highness Prince, you have already seen them," Lu Qingshan lifted his teacup, the swirling tea vapor blurring his deep eyes; he took a gentle sip, "Now is the time to discuss where you want this Fish Pond built and what it should look like."

Saleman took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his heart that thumped violently because of the Dongfeng Missile. He knew that the conversation on this cruise ship would decide Sha Wu Di A La Bo's national destiny for the next hundred years. The real negotiation is only just beginning.

"Mr. Lu, I need a Fish Pond that will let Saudi Arabia sleep soundly for the next fifty, even a hundred years," Saleman's gaze became unwavering, sharp as a desert hawk, "A system that does not rely on any external power, can be self‑sufficient, and even feed back a strong national defense network for the entire Middle East!"

"What an appetite," Lu Qingshan smiled, with no hint of mockery, only the appreciation of a worthy opponent, "A nation should have such ambition. So, what do you intend to use to pay for building this Fish Pond?"

Saleman straightened his chest without hesitation, his voice booming: "Money! Oil! And the yearning of Saudi Arabia's thirty‑million people for the future!"

"Very well." Lu Qingshan set down his teacup, the crisp sound like a bell striking Saleman's heart. His gaze turned deeply toward the glittering lights on the Huangpu River, "Then my Solution for you will consist of three core parts."

"First, we will help Saudi Arabia establish a complete defense industry system. From basic bullet and shell production lines to fighter‑jet and tank assembly and maintenance centers, and then to the introduction and assimilation of core technologies. We will give Saudi Arabia its own Blood‑Making Ability, instead of forever lying on a sickbed waiting for transfusions."

"Second, we will dispatch Huaxia's finest military advisory team, from West Point Military Academy textbooks to the combat experience we have distilled from the Vietnam jungles, to help Saudi Arabia train a modern, high‑quality army without reservation. They will learn how to pilot fighter jets soaring in the sky, how to drive tanks racing across the desert, and most importantly, how to win a modern war of their own making."

"Third, we will assist Saudi Arabia in deeper national strategic planning. This includes establishing modern engineer and scientist cultivation systems, improving national‑level infrastructure, and even water‑resource management and desert greening technologies. I want Saudi Arabia to be not only wealthy but truly powerful."

Saleman's blood boiled as he listened, his breathing rapid, his cheeks flushed bright red! This is no arms‑sale proposal; it is clearly a tailor‑made rise plan for a nation! He had thought Lu Qingshan was merely a shrewd arms dealer, but discovered he was a far‑sighted strategist selling a country's future!

"Mr. Lu, you… you intend to help Saudi Arabia become the Middle East's true Majestic Lion!" Saleman's hands clenched into fists in excitement.

"Be it Majestic Lion or Crouching Dragon, the key is whether this Lion can truly master its own destiny," Lu Qingshan smiled faintly, shifting tone, "As for the price…"

Saleman's heart rose to his throat in an instant; he stared nervously at Lu Qingshan, awaiting the quote that might be an astronomical figure.

Lu Qingshan paused, looked into his eyes, and said calmly, "This deal will not be settled in US Dollars."

Saleman was completely stunned, his mind blank, his heart leapt, "Then… then what will it be settled in?"

"In oil." Lu Qingshan's voice was soft but each word was like a pearl, like heavy bombs detonating in Saleman's mind, "For the next five years, from the crude oil Saudi Arabia extracts each year, Xinghan Group, representing Huaxia, will purchase at 80% of Market Price, prioritizing twenty percent of the output, until the total order amount is fully paid. Of course, we hope we will continue cooperating, right?"

Saleman's eyes widened like copper bells! He felt his blood ignite instantly! Not settled in US Dollars, but in oil! This means Huaxia will secure a terrifyingly stable future oil supply, while Saudi Arabia, to some extent, sheds the damned US Dollar hegemony, achieving true energy independence and financial security!

This is no longer a commercial transaction; it is a earth‑shattering geopolitical strategic layout!

"Mr. Lu, you… you are truly a stroke of genius!" Saleman exclaimed sincerely, his gaze at Lu Qingshan shifting from respect to near‑worshipful fervor, "This deal, I represent Saudi Arabia, agree to it! Completely agree!"

Lu Qingshan lifted his teacup, gesturing to Saleman from afar, "Then, pleasant cooperation, His Highness Prince."

The cruise ship drifted slowly along the Huangpu River, the neon lights on both banks reflecting on Saleman's face; his gaze was filled with unprecedented resolve and longing for the future.

The ensuing formal negotiations, rather than being negotiations, were more like Saleman's one‑sided frantic "shopping spree".

In a tightly secured conference room in Shanghai, Saleman held the hard‑cover dossier, like a child who had burst into a candy store, pointing at the pictures and shouting excitedly to the attendants behind him, "These tanks are rugged! Give me five hundred! No, a thousand! I will form the world's strongest desert armored brigade!"

"And this rocket artillery! Yes! That's the one! I saw its power in Vietnam on TV; it's literally a 'floor‑sweeping atomic bomb'! Give me two thousand units! I will make any neighbor who dares to provoke us tremble in the barrage!"

When he saw the page showing the Dongfeng Missile, he stood up outright, saying in an undisputed tone, "Whatever quantity there is, I want it all!"

The atmosphere in the conference room heated to the extreme, yet Lu Qingshan kept a faint smile, quietly sipping tea as if none of this concerned him.

Finally, after Saleman ticked off everything he wanted, he rubbed his hands, with a trace of nervousness and anticipation, looking at Lu Qingshan: "Mr. Lu, my dear friend, you see… all these, including the Fish Pond construction you promised, in total… how much money does it require?"

He had already prepared himself mentally; this would certainly be an astronomical figure—300 billion? 500 billion US Dollars? Whatever the amount, he would accept it!

Lu Qingshan set down his teacup, his mind already having calculated everything. Many of these pieces of equipment are soon‑to‑be‑phased‑out inventory, with the nation's cost price extremely low. This cooperation's political significance far outweighs its economic value; Elder Chen had specifically instructed that the price should reflect Sincerity. His original mental price was 2 billion RMB, equivalent to under 300 million US Dollars, already a huge profit.

But seeing Saleman's impatient demeanor, he decided to be even more generous, offering a round figure, which also seemed more sincere.

Lu Qingshan extended two fingers and, in a breezy, nonchalant tone, said, "For the sake of friendship, let's settle on this amount."