Just when Zhang Xingyang and them stayed up all night to analyze the cause of leaf damage.

Far on the other side of the Blue Star.

Gallic chicken house, Toulouse.

As an important space center city in Europe, Toulouse has gathered a large number of aerospace-related industry enterprises.

This includes Safran, which has a strong presence in the aerospace sector.

Koren picked up a cup of coffee, took a sip, and then looked at Francis, the head of the materials laboratory at Snecma Corporation, who was sitting across from him, and asked:

"Why did you go to the Dragon Kingdom this time and purchase so much carbon fiber?

Can't we satisfy Snecma's appetite with our own production? ”

Francis looks less like a researcher in a materials lab and more like a bad businessman who sells his soul to the devil:

"Their two-dimensional carbon fiber cloth performs better than the performance of our factory in Lyon, but the price is only three-quarters of that of Lyon, so why not use it?"

Francis spread his hands and said that it was not that he didn't want to support Lyon goods, but that the dragon goods were too fragrant.

As a man who could sell his soul to the devil as long as he had a high profit, Francis didn't feel that there was anything wrong with him doing so.

Of course, this may not be the case in Cologne's eyes, after all, the tide of globalization is not so high at this time.

The Iron Curtain between East and West has just fallen, and the idea of state protectionism is still entrenched in the minds of most people.

In the field of military production, this kind of thinking has almost become the instinct of top management.

At this time, the Gallic chicken, the military industry production had not completely shrunk, and it was still the only country on the European continent capable of producing all kinds of military equipment.

A military power capable of producing everything from strategic nuclear submarines to aircraft carriers.

Coren frowned, looked at the other party dissatisfied, and accused:

"Francis, we have to have a sense of nationhood, and we can grow out of the ruins of the war because we are united.

This is also the importance that we are not completely controlled by Eagle Sauce militarily, otherwise we would also be like John Bull.

Become a protectorate under the wings of Eagle Sauce! ”

At this time, most of the domestic military production of John Bull shrank.

Under the previous operation of the Iron Lady, many enterprises that could still carry out high-end military production under the support of the state have been sold.

Now the strategic nuclear missiles needed by their nuclear submarines need to be imported from the Eagle Sauce family.

Francis really didn't care, as a more business-minded businessman.

He could tell that since the end of the Cold War, Eagle Sauce had basically completely dominated the order of the world.

What everyone is talking about now is the economic wave of globalization.

Therefore, in the eyes of Francis, a person like Coren who still clings to nationalism is no longer suitable for this era, and will be abandoned by this era sooner or later.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Cologne, but Snakma has to think about his own profits.

Unless Safran's plant in Lyon can provide carbon fiber materials with better performance and lower prices.

Otherwise, we will not abandon our suppliers in Dragon Country. ”

Although Francis was polite and polite, what he said was not as polite as his tone, and could even be said to be very unpolite.

After all, Safran is the parent company of Snecma, and Kelun has a great influence on Snecma.

But Francis's statement actually represents the views of some people within Snekma.

This era is an era of globalization after all, and those who are self-contained will eventually be eliminated.

Coren took a hard sip of his coffee, then slammed the cup on the table and said:

"You are a betrayal of the country!"

Francis, facing the angry Cologne, replied disapprovingly:

"Isn't Safran also cooperating with the Dragon Kingdom in the field of aviation, and if you really think about the country, why don't you try those people first?

Or do you not care about the country at all, but about the interests of Safran?! ”

In the 90s, Safran faced the growing aviation market in the Dragon Kingdom, and launched a lot of business in the Dragon Kingdom.

These include the transfer of helicopter autonomous driving technology to Yongkook, the start of engine parts production projects, and the establishment of an aero-engine maintenance training center in Sichuan Province this year.

Therefore, Cologne's previous remarks are actually very interesting, although the other party shouted slogans loudly, but he is afraid that there are more small abacus in his heart than anyone else.

At this time, Coren was also a little difficult to hide himself, but the excellent businessman instinct still made him maintain his original expression:

"The cooperation between Safran and the Dragon Kingdom does not lose the benefit of Gaul, on the contrary, it will open up a huge market for us.

But what about Snecma? What other benefits can be achieved besides improving your company's profits?! ”

Although Cologne's defense seems to Francis to be somewhat strong, his assessment of Snecma is not wrong.

My family knows my own business.

Snecma did use materials from the Dragon Kingdom for the sake of profit margins, and this did not really do the Gallic country any good.

"We're just for profit, for money, what can you do with me?!"

Speaking of which, Francis didn't want to continue arguing with the other party, so he directly resorted to tricks.

Coren angrily stretched out his hand and pointed at the other party, and could only leave a sentence in an impotent rage:

"You're going to pay for it!"

Then he turned and left the café.

Wait until you get to the place where Francis in the café can't see herself.

Then he took out a small brick-like mobile phone and dialed a string of numbers.

After the phone was connected, he couldn't see the anger in the café before, but said in a very flat tone:

"Your plan failed, and they didn't have the idea of reusing your product."

There was a rough and angry scolding on the other end of the phone:

"Damn Sicilian dwarfs, how dare they not use our goods, or are the dragons giving them some spell?!"

At this time, the image of the dragon country is not very good in the eyes of these traditional Westerners, and almost all of them are the image of evil wizards.

Coren didn't pay attention to the other party's annoyance, but continued to say calmly:

"The promised 200,000 francs will be transferred to my private account within three days."

"Good!"

The other end of the phone also calmed down at this time and replied briefly.

Obviously, the cooperation between the two sides is not once or twice, and the transaction process is very familiar, without too much rifting.

Hanging up the phone, Cologne looked at the dim sky and sighed:

"It's been a really nice day."