Needless to say, Leonard and Santi still chose to believe Hu Wenhai's advice. The obvious gap between 300,000 and 1 million is there, which is much more than the entire net worth of both of them.

As a big leader, Hu Wenhai is not afraid of losing money, what are they afraid of?

Poor Leonards didn't know that for Hu Wenhai, whether Cisco died or lived, it was a good outcome.

Cisco survived, then the unlucky one was Intel. Cisco is dead, and Hu Wenhai must be the happiest laugher. The choice that is beneficial to him on both the left and right, unless you don't want his money, is the wrong choice.

However, the Leonards did not know their biggest investors, and at this time, they signed the contract happily.

Speaking of contracts, Hu Wenhai also added an extra layer of insurance. In the text of the contract signed by the two parties, the company's technical route is clearly stipulated, and efforts will be made to convert the TV network into the Internet.

The home information terminal envisioned by Hu Wenhai is still somewhat difficult to manufacture with today's electronic technology, and it is not possible to immediately promote the product to the market. For the time being, this can only be used as a research and direction of efforts, with one hand to make preliminary market preparations, and the other hand to do technology development reserves. When the time is ripe, we will consider really opening up the living room market for ordinary people.

The technical investment and requirements in this area are relatively high, and Hu Wenhai and Leonard and his wife agreed that he will invest funds in technological development. If Hu Wenhai does not fulfill his technical commitments within five years, his 49 percent stake in Cisco will be transferred to the Leonards free of charge.

However, before that, as long as the other party did not deviate from the direction of the TV network to transform the information network, Hu Wenhai promised not to interfere with the company's operation. And if Cisco's operations deviate from this direction, Hu Wenhai also has the right to ask the Leonards to buy their shares at ten times the market value. If the other party refuses to pay a tenfold premium, then he has the right to buy their shares at one-tenth of the market price.

In addition, Hu Wenhai should have priority for every financing of Cisco. Only after he refuses to contribute can Cisco go to other investors for financing.

After this series of means, Hu Wenhai can be said to have completely pinched Cisco in his hands.

However, he had planned to stay at Stanford for at least a week, but had to return to New York on the third day.

On the plane, Hu Wenhai had to sigh that he was really a hard worker, and since he arrived in the United States, he has really committed a big taboo in starting a business -- he must do everything himself.

The decision to set up the company was a little too late, and as a result, he had to deal with everything alone. At the end of the day, once he left New York, there was no one to make up his mind.

The reason why he rushed back to New York in such a hurry this time was the request of Badala conveyed by Iverson. When asked why, Iverson claimed that Badala would not tell him. As half a customer and half a director of a publishing house, Hu Wenhai couldn't take the other party's request too lightly, so he had to run back like his butt was on fire.

When he came out of New York's JFK Airport, Hu Wenhai couldn't help but cover the sun with his hands. The autumn sun was even stronger than the summer, and when he first came out of the flight building, he was even a little uncomfortable with the trapeze life that he had forgotten.

The days before being reborn when I flew in the sky for half a year have not been experienced again for eighteen years. Now that he suddenly regained this feeling, he turned out to be a little uncomfortable.

"Hu!" Hu Wenhai had just walked out of the airport when he heard the voice of Badala. I saw that not far from the intersection, Badala, who was already wearing a windbreaker, was leaning against the door of a car and greeting him loudly.

"Mr. Badala, thank you for coming to pick me up. Hu Wenhai was a little surprised that it would be him, not Iverson. The relationship between the two is actually not very cordial, and this kind of friend's style is a bit of a shallow feeling.

"I thought we were already friends, and we don't need to be thanked for this kind of trivial matter!" Badala looked very enthusiastic, and even helped Hu Wenhai pick up the suitcase and put it in the trunk of the car. Then he pushed him and pressed him to the back seat of the car.

As soon as Hu Wenhai got into the car, the two white Chevrolet sports cars started up and drove onto the highway at the airport.

"Hello, Mr. Hu. ”

A greeting sounded beside Hu Wenhai, and there was another person in the back seat of the car. He smiled kindly and stretched out his hand, but his sitting posture was as steady as Mount Tai.

Hu Wenhai stretched out his hand and looked at this person carefully. What exactly did he come from, and why did he end up in Badala's car? It is obviously impossible to say that it is just a friend of Badara, because the airport is a dead end, and people who do not come this way except those who are on planes.

But this person did not get off at the airport to take the plane, but followed Badara's car to the airport, which is obviously not a coincidence, but has a clear goal.

No matter what you ask, you can know that he is the one who really wants to see Hu Wenhai.

It was a tall white male, with a Chinese face and blond hair, and Hu Wenhai estimated that he might be more than 1.9 meters tall or even two meters tall. The outstretched hand has thick joints, and the palm of the hand is like a pampa fan when opened, and the fingers are long and rough, obviously not a person who holds a pen for a living.

Combined with his posture, temperament, and demeanor, Hu Wenhai is really clear about this kind of person -- this is a soldier.

"Hello, I don't know what to call you?"

"My name is William Mitchell, you can call me William. William Mitchell got straight to the point and said, "I have a business for Mr. Hu, I don't know if you are interested." ”

"Oh, of course. Hu Wenhai said simply: "I don't know what business you want to do William?

"Nizhenji, I want this. ”

"Simulation machine?" Hu Wenhai repeated in the accurate pronunciation of Chinese, and asked with some surprise.

"Yes, it's the simulation machine!" William nodded affirmatively and said, "I know that you China and Pakistan have a deal, and the content is the simulation machine. To a certain extent, it can simulate the flight performance of an airplane at low speeds, and I want to buy this kind of airplane, not a toy like a model airplane. ”

When talking about model airplanes, William unconsciously pursed his lips, obviously not very eye-catching to this kind of "toy".

"Ahem, well, as long as it's business, we Chinese won't refuse." Hu Wenhai didn't think about it, and simply nodded.

Not to mention the simulated aircraft these years, China's Jian-7 fighters have already sold two dozen to the Americans, and they are imagining that the enemy squadron is being teased by the Americans in turn, what can't the simulated aircraft sell?

As for how William knew about the deal between China and Pakistan, does it need to be asked? The F-16 in the minibus still counted on the Americans. Besides, the Erkan Company and Major Latif have both taken over, how can they not pay attention to the inside story behind this? Here Badala also took the information of the realistic F-14 aircraft model to the Pentagon to apply for funding, and the blind intelligence department would not notice Hu Wenhai's identity.

As for who William is, it doesn't matter. As Hu Wenhai said, as long as you give money, there is no business that Chinese cannot do.

"I wonder what plane Mr. William needs to simulate? Tomcat, Falcon, Eagle or Bumblebee?"

"That's what we need. William took out a photo from his arms and handed it to Hu Wenhai.

As soon as he saw the contents of this photo, Hu Wenhai was taken aback! The plane in the photo was none other than the Su-27 fighter that had not yet entered service!

Yes, the Su-27 fighter was not in service in 1984, but it must have entered the stage of finalized production, and by next year in 1985 it will be supplied to the Soviet Air Force as a full-fledged system.

The Americans are so powerful that they got their hands on the photos of the Su-27 fighter so quickly. Although many key parts of the photo have been obscured and altered, how can this be hidden from Hu Wenhai's eyes.

Whether it is the F-14 or the Su-27, these two fighters that once dominated the earth's skies, Hu Wenhai is familiar with the specific appearance data.

It's just that it really doesn't matter if such important information is shown to oneself like this? Hu Wenhai can't help but be a little worried, he won't be banned from leaving the country by the United States at that time, right?

I just watched it, and it was definitely not okay to treat it as if it didn't happen. But from another point of view, the Americans don't know that Hu Wenhai knows that this is a Su-27 fighter!

"Oh, what kind of plane is this? I have never seen such a beautiful airplane!" Hu Wenhai praised him unkindly: "You can see from the photos alone that this is an almost perfect airplane! Looking at its aerodynamic shape, it is simply intoxicating! It is truly worthy of the world's most advanced United States to design such a beautiful airplane!"

"Ahem—"

William's face was pale at Hu Wenhai's words, and he refuted no, agreed with, and had to cough twice with difficulty and take the conversation over.

"We need ten realistic planes of these aircraft, how long will you be able to deliver?"

"$50,000 per plane, Mr. William ...... the price," Hu Wenhai said, and glanced at Badala in front of him, hoping that he had not divulged the actual price he had given to the ToPgun crew.

"There is no problem with the price, what I care about is the time!"

Well, Hu Wenhai can be sure that William is from the Pentagon. Except for the Pentagon, how can there be people who buy things and don't bargain?

"Time is not a problem!" Hu Wenhai patted his chest and promised: "As long as there is money to be made, I guarantee that I can supply the goods within the time required by the customer." However, since it is a simulated aircraft, what are the specific flight parameters of this aircraft? We also have to adjust various data according to the parameters of the aircraft, so that the performance of the simulated aircraft is close to that of the real aircraft. ”

"Flight parameters ......" William hesitated for a moment and said: "You don't need to do this kind of work, as long as the finished product leaves enough room for improvement." ”

"Then it's no problem!" Hu Wenhai said happily: "If Mr. William wants the collection, we can complete the production within two weeks." Ship to the U.S. within a month at the earliest, what do you think?"

"Yes, a month is fine. William said with satisfaction: "If this batch of aircraft can satisfy me, there will be an order for a hundred drone trainer aircraft for you!"