Chapter 184

Your Highness Sultan, hello! I am the president of Thomson Company, Dominic.

Sultan glanced at him: "It's cold outside, let's go in and talk!"

Dominic's outstretched hand trembled slightly in the air; at this moment, he felt even colder.

Inside the meeting room.

"Thomson Company is a globalized technology conglomerate…" As Dominic introduced himself, he couldn't help but go on and on; opposite him, Sultan waved his hand: "We didn't come here to listen to your sales pitch—what are you actually here for?"

"We…"

"Exchange technology? Pay to buy technology? Saying that would be embarrassing!" At that moment, his mind raced, and finally a flash of inspiration struck.

"We are naturally here to help Ha Gong Da; together with Ha Gong Da, we will assist Your Highness in developing the fire‑control system for the armed helicopter…"

Sultan stared, then looked toward Qin Miao.

Qin Miao shook his head: "We don't need help, and we never invited Thomson Company to assist us in development. Mr. Baptist, I recall your last visit was to purchase our technology—did you convey any problems after you went back?"

Dominic is the direct superior, while Qin Miao opposite him is a partner—neither can be offended, so…

Baptist's face flushed and paled for a while before he finally nodded: "Yes, it was my miscommunication, Mr. Dominic; the plan I initially discussed with the East was indeed to introduce technology from the East."

That lie just now has been smoothed over, but… it's still embarrassing!

"Thomson Company is one of the world's top electronic conglomerates—do we really need to buy technology from the East?"

"Well…"

Qin Miao smiled: "Everyone important is here—perfect, let's demonstrate our advanced technology for everyone. Secretary Zhang, Secretary Zhang!"

Zhang Honghong finally reacted: "All right, everyone please wait!"

A few minutes later, a tablet the size of a book was placed by the window, connected via cable to a monitor on the desk, plugged in, and after a few minutes of warm‑up, an image appeared on the screen.

Dominic was stunned: "This… this… this…"

He hurried to the window, glanced at the outside scene, then returned to look at the graphic on the screen; after several comparisons, he finally could confirm it.

"You can actually scan the vehicles and people outside?"

"Yes, those two had just gone behind the big tree, yet it could still scan them—this radar is absolutely the most suitable for an armed helicopter!"

This damn thing is a personal radar, made specifically for infantry combat! In the field it's inconvenient to carry a display, but it can give audio warnings, and it can even be fixed coaxially with a machine gun to enable night‑time aiming and shooting.

To put it bluntly, this is merely a temporary substitute because night‑vision technology isn't up to par; if we had advanced infrared imaging sights, this would be of little use, although it's still handy for armed helicopters.

"Mr. Dominic, how does our technology compare to yours at Thomson Company?"

"We have nothing similar; we're willing to purchase your technology!" Although Dominic had initially scoffed, he is now completely conquered by Eastern technology.

In the chief seat, Sultan wore a satisfied smile, humph—who said we chose wrong? Ha Gong Da's technology is strong; even the French have to admit defeat!

"Good, then the specific cooperation can be handled with Secretary Zhang." Qin Miao said: "This is only the beginning; we will surely have more collaboration opportunities in the future."

"Good."

Dominic felt he had finally regained some face; this time buying technology from the East, perhaps next time the Easterners will buy from us—each has its specialty, we just haven't researched this field yet; with the Eastern technology base, we will soon surpass the East.

Exactly, that's it!

"Can this radar already be used on helicopters?" Baptist asked.

"Well… sorry, no comment."

"Mr. Qin, don't misunderstand; we mean that if we don't have it, could we jointly develop it? Just like France Aviation Company, which isn't co‑designing the airframe with you? And Tebomeka Company, which is cooperating with you on engine development… Thomson Company also has this idea."

"Well… let's first finish the previously negotiated cooperation."

First obtain the fire‑control system technology for the small antelope, then speak; keeping this cooperation in mind will make them reduce many small moves.

The East's attitude is lofty; even with French help, they still come begging for cooperation with thick‑skinned persistence! Sultan won't be swayed by a single word from the other side; he still trusts the East completely.

"We, Sha certain person, have come this time to formally sign the armed helicopter contract. Qin, show us your design plan." Sultan said.

The purpose of this visit is that, through these Frenchmen, word will also reach the Americans' ears; by then the Americans will surely not suspect anything, and the true Peregrine Plan can continue to advance under this cover!

"Fine." Qin Miao isn't afraid of letting them see, anyway Tulam is already in their camp, having jointly participated in the redesign of the airframe's load‑bearing structure.

Soon, a beautiful slide was displayed; on top of the rotor, that big pumpkin looked especially conspicuous.

"We have already completed the exterior calculations on the computer; looking at the cockpit, we need to add full‑scale armor protection here…"

A day's time passed in the presentation, night fell, and darkness blanketed the land.

Ha Cheng Airport, apron.

Several imported Mercedes trucks were parked at the unloading door of Sha certain person's special plane; some tightly wrapped parcels the size of ammunition boxes, Sultan's most loyal subordinate commander lifted them off the aircraft and placed them in the trucks' rear beds.

They were heavy, like newspapers and magazines, but the BEP seal of the US Bureau of Engraving and Printing and the packaging bearing the Washington, D. C. logo all indicated the specific identity of the contents.

Whoosh… a figure randomly opened a parcel, randomly drew out one sheet, and examined it carefully under the flashlight's beam.

"Old Xie, no problem?" a voice called out.

"Old Wang, definitely no problem; we've already arranged a special train to transfer to the Capital… sigh, if Comrade Qin Miao were still in the Capital, we could save a lot of effort."

Old Xie, who specializes in foreign‑exchange items at the People's Bank of the Capital, is very knowledgeable, while Old Wang beside him comes from the Capital Public Security Bureau—one responsible for escort safety, the other for checking currency authenticity.

"Alright, stop complaining—our foreign‑exchange reserves have directly doubled; you owe thanks to Qin Miao!"