Inside the office.
Yu Qin no longer paid attention to Lucas and continued to gaze at "Arms Tycoon."
'The ti has co to deliver.'
'Karl, stocky and well-built, was holding the guns I had made and testing them at the shooting range—bang, bang, bang—a few hundred shots in succession.'
'He rated these armants very highly.'
'—Comparable to a professional military factory!'
'From this point on, the path of an arms tycoon was laid out before , and I didn't hesitate; I stepped onto it calmly.'
'...'
Yu Qin didn't read quickly.
As the saying goes, "The writing reflects the writer," indeed, one can also know a person through their writings.
Although she had been involved in the arms trade for years, in the quiet of the night, she would also imrse herself in so classics, like adorning the City of Sin with flowers.
"Arms Tycoon," while not a tiless classic, was undoubtedly a novel tailor-made for Yu Qin at that mont.
It depicted a vicious criminal yearning for a piece of pure land for the soul.
Everyone like her would not repent, but she needed a reason to convince herself to keep doing what she was doing.
If she could attribute to it a noble reason, then her soul would be consoled.
Therefore.
Yu Qin appeared to be reading a novel, but in reality, she was reflecting on herself.
She yearned for "Arms Tycoon" to provide her with the reasons she wished to see, such as a noble title for the profession of arms supplier.
Gradually, she beca wholly engrossed.
"I must warn you!"
Suddenly, a voice interrupted her thoughts.
The speaker was none other than Lucas.
Yu Qin was displeased by the disturbance and looked at Lucas with a cold expression.
Lucas spoke gravely, "The expression on your face while you were reading the book was off—you had a slight smile on your lips. That's a very dangerous sign!"
Yu Qin's expression changed slightly, "Is that so?"
"I saw it very clearly. I don't know if Lin Chuan's novel has any magic, but I must remind you, it's a novel from our enemy, and your current state is very strange," Lucas spoke quickly and urgently.
"Impossible," Yu Qin firmly retorted.
"OK, suit yourself. Just don't delay the negotiation with 'Haas Ard Forces' tomorrow. They're our major client!" Lucas reminded her once again.
Yu Qin glanced at Lucas indifferently, said nothing, and walked straight out.
That office was too noisy for her.
Even reading a book attracted unwanted chatter.
...
The next day.
As evening approached, a swath of orange-red spread across the sky, and the afterglow of the sunset bathed a corner of Southeast Asia.
Inside a luxury private club.
Yu Qin, wearing an elegant red gown, walked through a corridor hung with famous paintings and entered a very private eting hall.
"How much longer until Mr. Leo arrives?"
Yu Qin looked at her assistant.
The assistant replied, "Mr. Leo will be here in ten minutes."
Yu Qin nodded, then sat on one side of the conference table in the hall, propped up her tablet, and leisurely continued reading the novel.
From last night to now, except for preparing for the negotiation with 'Haas Ard Forces,' she had spent the rest of her ti reading Lin Chuan's novel.
Although Lin Chuan was an adversary.
Yu Qin had to admit that Lin Chuan wrote really good novels.
Not only did they include the manufacture and use of various types of weapons, but the depiction of the arms tycoon identity was incisive. Yu Qin was completely drawn into it.
In the eting hall.
A faint scent of lavender lingered in the air, a crystal chandelier hung high above, and its soft light fell on Yu Qin's face, making her seem not like an arms tycoon, but a sincere reader.
The ten minutes passed quickly.
Knock, knock, knock.
The representative of the Haas Ard Forces for the negotiation, Leo, politely tapped on the door three tis.
Yu Qin put away the tablet and looked up.
Leo, dressed in a dark suit, tall and burly with a scar like a shrapnel track running along the right side of his jaw, his eyes sharp as a hawk's, looked at Yu Qin and smiled as he walked in, "Yu, long ti no see."
Yu Qin stood to greet him with a smile, "Mr. Leo, it's been a while, please have a seat."
After exchanging pleasantries, both of them took their seats at the negotiation table, facing each other.
The assistant poured red wine for both and then retreated to the side.
Leo picked up his wine glass, swirled it gently, and seed to casually say, "We have been cooperating for quite so ti now."
Yu Qin nodded, "Of course."
"Then let's get straight to the point."
The representative of Haas Ard Forces, Leo, spoke in a deep and powerful voice, "I need a batch of heavy weaponry, including anti-tank missiles, anti-aircraft machine guns, as well as sufficient ammunition supplies. Additionally, we are very interested in that long-range remote box-type rocket launcher with a range of 350 kiloters."
"No problem."
Yu Qin answered imdiately with a slight smile, "We at Morgan will prioritize and supply you as quickly as possible, how about within a month?"
"You're a good partner," Leo complinted, then asked the question he cared about most, "What about the price?"
Yu Qin put down her wine glass and smiled, "Don't worry, the heavy weaponry will be priced the sa as before."
Leo inquired further, "And the rocket launcher?"
"The rocket launcher..."
Yu Qin paused, her gaze settled on Leo, and then extended one finger.
Leo imdiately furrowed his brows deeply, "Ten million US dollars?"
"Right."
Yu Qin nodded gently, a smile on her face.
At the negotiation table.
The atmosphere between the two beca sowhat tense.
"That price far exceeds our expectations," Leo of Haas Ard Forces stared at Yu Qin, his brows knit together, "You should know, the HIMARS M142 system from the US is only five million, with a range of up to 300 kiloters."
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