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"How much do you think they can learn from these mercenaries?" Xiao Ding turned around and went to the workshop to help, Qin Haipeng didn't know when he stood next to Chen Geng, handed Chen Geng a cigarette, lit another one for himself, took a long breath, and asked in a low voice.

"I don't know," Chen Geng shook his head: "But how much you can learn is not a bad thing, right?" ”

"That's right," Qin Haipeng nodded, and suddenly laughed: "The leaders are quite good at calculating, and they take this opportunity to feel the training level of the armies of various countries...... What the hell do you think they came up with? ”

"Who knows...... Why is it leadership if you don't lead? Chen Geng also scratched his head a little on this issue.

The two looked at each other for a while, laughing at the same time!

Do you still remember the document that Xiao Wu gave to Chen Geng before? is talking about the arrangement of Xiaoding and the 10 of them, Chen Geng admires the leaders of the military region to death, who would have thought that a cook would shoulder such a heavy mission? Anyway, Chen Geng didn't expect it.

After laughing, Chen Geng said in a low voice: "Old Qin, it won't be long before I should leave." ”

As soon as Chen Geng said this, the smile on Qin Haipeng's face suddenly disappeared, and he sighed and said: "Although I really want you to stay, I know that I don't count on this matter, this small temple is too small, and it can't keep you as a great god...... Take advantage of this time, you can toss whatever you want, as long as it's not too much, I can't see it. ”

"Lao Qin, it's interesting enough!"

"Get away! Maybe I'll change my mind. ”

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Looking at the black buddy who stopped him, Chen Geng was a little curious, what did he want to do?

"Chen, where did you buy this car?" This black buddy who Chen Geng couldn't even name and only knew that his brothers called him "machine gun" pointed to a three-wheeled motorcycle not far away and asked Chen Geng.

"Oh, that's our own production, what?"

It was a rental version of the Runhua three-wheeled motorcycle, with a canopy in the front and a compartment in the back, but compared to the rental three-wheeled motorcycle sold in the domestic market, this car is more used here to transport some parts and various ingredients and other things. Chen Geng was a little curious, how could this black guy seem to be interested in this tricycle?

Chen Geng read it right, but this black guy was very interested in this rental version of the three-wheeled motorcycle, pointed to this motorcycle, and said to Chen Geng with an expectant face: "Can I try it?" ”

Although I don't understand how this black guy is interested in this three-wheeled motorcycle, but it's all a trivial matter, pointing to the three-wheeled motorcycle, Chen Geng nodded: "Of course it's no problem, the car key is on it." ”

The company has a few three-wheeled motorcycles, all of which are used as tool cars, as for why three-wheeled motorcycles are used, one reason is cheap, the second reason is cheap, the third reason, the use of cheap, can be found in Iran and Iraq almost all cars are oil tigers, 100 kilometers below 15 liters are considered to have a small appetite, although the price of oil in Iraq is ridiculously cheap, but ...... There's such an opportunity to fill your pockets, so why not do it?

The machine gun was not polite, and immediately turned around and ran towards the tricycle after saying thank you.

As long as you look at this bastard's familiar action of starting the engine, you can know that this guy has definitely not stepped on his tricycle for a day or two, and even the iconic reverse gear of Runhua motorcycle can be used freely, but Chen Geng is a little curious, what does the machine gun want to do?

The first thing the machine gun that went out and went crazy and jumped out of the car was: "Chen, this car was produced by you, right?" ”

"Of course, we at Runhua Industry are the largest motorcycle manufacturers in China, with an annual output of more than 1.2 million motorcycles of various types." Chen Geng nodded unceremoniously, not knowing what modesty was, but it was not wrong to say that Runhua Industry was the largest motorcycle manufacturer in China.

Apparently the figure of "1.2 million units per year" somewhat frightened the machine gun, and he opened his mouth slightly, as if he was a little incredulous about this number: "Really? ”

"Of course it's true."

"But why have I only heard the names of motorcycle brands such as Honda, Suzuki, Kawasaki, and Yamaha, but never heard of your company?"

"Because there are 1 billion people in our country!" Chen Geng's spit was about to be sprayed on the face of the machine gun: "Do you know what the concept of 1 billion people is?" Do you know how many motorcycles a year can be digested by a huge market of 1 billion people? ”

Machine guns turned pale: 1 billion people? Oh, my God!

He couldn't imagine the horror of a country of 1 billion people, but one thing was clear: 1.2 million motorcycles a year was a drop in the bucket for a country of 1 billion people - he didn't know the word "a drop in the bucket," but it meant that.

"So, it's normal that you don't know," patting the machine gun on the shoulder, Chen Geng smiled and said, "What? Love this car? ”

"I like it," the machine gun nodded hurriedly, with the characteristic simplicity of a black buddy: "I think we can partner to open a motorcycle factory in Africa." ”

"You're right...... Well, what do you say? Chen Geng's face froze: he thought that the machine gun wanted to buy two three-wheeled motorcycles, although he didn't know why the machine gun fell in love with this thing, but since he wanted to buy it, he couldn't help but let people buy it, right? But he's going to build a motorcycle factory with himself?

Even if the machine gun had to be its own agent in Africa, Chen Geng would not be so surprised.

"I want to build a motorcycle assembly plant with you in Africa," the machine gun's trademark smile returned: "What do you think about us selling motorcycles all over Africa?" ”

Now Chen Geng feels that the machine gun is not an ordinary mercenary, but a mercenary with ideals, goals, and ambitions. Even if it's just a pure assembly factory, it's not something that a mercenary who doesn't have much money on his hands can make up his mind casually.

A person with ideals is always worthy of respect, and a person who wants to talk about cooperation with himself is also worthy of respect, even if this guy is a mercenary and a black buddy, Chen Geng finally got serious, looked at the machine gun and said in a deep voice: "Machine gun, you know how to invest in a motorcycle factory...... I'm talking about the kind of assembly plant that doesn't involve production...... Do you know how much it costs? ”

The machine gun shook his head, indicating that he didn't know, but his next words made Chen Geng look at him again: "I don't know how much it costs to build a motorcycle factory, but I used more than half of the money I earned as a soldier to buy land in my hometown, and I now have 100 hectares of land, so I don't need money for land - I know that for a factory, the cost of land and factory buildings accounts for a large proportion." ”

Who will say that the black buddy is stupid in the future, and I am not finished with him, is this something that a stupid person can say?

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Machine guns turned pale: 1 billion people? Oh, my God!

He couldn't imagine the horror of a country of 1 billion people, but one thing was clear: 1.2 million motorcycles a year was a drop in the bucket for a country of 1 billion people - he didn't know the word "a drop in the bucket," but it meant that.

"So, it's normal that you don't know," patting the machine gun on the shoulder, Chen Geng smiled and said, "What? Love this car? ”

"I like it," the machine gun nodded hurriedly, with the characteristic simplicity of a black buddy: "I think we can partner to open a motorcycle factory in Africa." ”

"You're right...... Well, what do you say? Chen Geng's face froze: he thought that the machine gun wanted to buy two three-wheeled motorcycles, although he didn't know why the machine gun fell in love with this thing, but since he wanted to buy it, he couldn't help but let people buy it, right? But he's going to build a motorcycle factory with himself?

Even if the machine gun had to be its own agent in Africa, Chen Geng would not be so surprised.

"I want to build a motorcycle assembly plant with you in Africa," the machine gun's trademark smile returned: "What do you think about us selling motorcycles all over Africa?" ”

Now Chen Geng feels that the machine gun is not an ordinary mercenary, but a mercenary with ideals, goals, and ambitions. Even if it's just a pure assembly factory, it's not something that a mercenary who doesn't have much money on his hands can make up his mind casually.

A person with ideals is always worthy of respect, and a person who wants to talk about cooperation with himself is also worthy of respect, even if this guy is a mercenary and a black buddy, Chen Geng finally got serious, looked at the machine gun and said in a deep voice: "Machine gun, you know how to invest in a motorcycle factory...... I'm talking about the kind of assembly plant that doesn't involve production...... Do you know how much it costs? ”

The machine gun shook his head, indicating that he didn't know, but his next words made Chen Geng look at him again: "I don't know how much it costs to build a motorcycle factory, but I used more than half of the money I earned as a soldier to buy land in my hometown, and I now have 100 hectares of land, so I don't need money for land - I know that for a factory, the cost of land and factory buildings accounts for a large proportion." ”

Who will say that the black buddy is stupid in the future, and I am not finished with him, is this something that a stupid person can say? (To be continued.) )