Chapter 1060: Chapter 977 [Titan Manufacturing]_1 Chapter 1060: Chapter 977 [Titan Manufacturing]_1 “Hello?
Lincoln?
What’s going on?”
“Well, it’s like this…” Lincoln organized his thoughts and said, “I’ve received an overseas ch order, the client is a bit special.”
“Overseas order?” Henry was also sowhat surprised, “Which country’s?”
“The Arican Army Departnt, they seem to want to buy one from , pretending it’s their own production.”
“Pff–”
“Hello?
Are you okay?” Lincoln asked with concern.
“No…
I’m fine, I’m just…
a little surprised.” Clearly, Henry was quite taken aback.
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“I was also very surprised, but I’m not sure if they’re deliberately playing dumb to fool .
Perhaps every departnt has already discussed it, and the goal is to dismantle a ch to understand our design ideas…” Lincoln shared his own hesitations with Henry.
He instinctively felt that they wouldn’t do sothing so foolish.
After all, these behemoths involve many people from production to assembly, and it’s not sothing that can be easily concealed during transportation, so it might be unrealistic to keep it a secret.
The Army Departnt wouldn’t be so unreasonable, it’s more likely they have other goals.
Lincoln has always been cautious in giving the benefit of the doubt.
But Henry had a different opinion: “Perhaps they have both goals?
The aim to dismantle the ch and copy the technology is definitely there, but saying they made it themselves, and tricking a few funding sources, is also conveniently done.
Besides, as long as they trick the funding first, even if they are found out later, there will be plenty of reasons to argue.”
As for this, Lincoln only had one thought:
“Huh?”
“Can this really be done?”
“Won’t it be investigated?
Won’t anyone be held responsible?”
“On the face of it, there will of course be accountability, but it will be a long-term process that will be years in the making.
By the ti the results co out, the money will have been spent, and the scapegoats will have already found their own scapegoats.” Henry enlighted Lincoln with a bit of “dirty” knowledge.
And for this kind of argunt, Lincoln had a wonderfully familiar feeling, as if he’d seen it sowhere…
He shook his head, unwilling to think about these things any longer, and asked directly: “So, can we accept this order?”
He didn’t want to waste brain cells on this, he just wanted an answer of either “can” or “cannot”.
But Henry didn’t directly answer this question, instead he said, “Let’s discuss this later when we et.
It’s not very convenient to talk about it over the phone.
There’s sothing else I need from you too.
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When do you have free ti?”
Lincoln was a little confused.
If you can sell it, sell it.
If you can’t, you don’t.
What’s so inconvenient about saying that over the phone?
And as for needing for sothing…
“What is it?
Can’t you tell over the phone either?”
“Right, this one is even less so!” Henry’s tone was decisive.
“Alright then, I have a eting in the morning to arrange a new project, how about noon?”
Henry really wanted to complain that “You guys at Cloud Dream start new projects too frequently, don’t you?”
But he restrained his desire to complain, saying instead, “You’ll probably want to rest at noon?
How about in the afternoon.”
Lincoln blinked subconsciously, “Alright, then in the afternoon.”
“That’s settled then, you can get on with your work.” Henry hung up the phone.
After Lincoln put down his mobile phone, he didn’t go to find Jero who had walked away of his own initiative.
Instead, he turned and looked at Mavis who was circling around him.
“Mavis, help check, has anything happened regarding over the past few days?”
Since when has Henry been so careful?
Even willing to wait two more hours just to let him have a nap, only coming to him to discuss matters when he’s in a good mood, it shows that the matter at hand is no small matter.
Lincoln felt it necessary to gather so intelligence first.
Mavis obediently stopped in her tracks and stood still, holding Lincoln’s hand.
The data stream in her eyes moved rapidly.
With Lincoln as the focus, Mavis sifted through large amounts of previously skimd-over information related to him, such as Cloud Dream, Camille Victoria, Mavis etc, scrutinizing each one to look for any traces.
On seeing this, Jero instinctively stopped where he was.
— Now at Cloud Dream Headquarters, Headbands, the combination of [Mirage] and [Bafang] were commonplace, but they were currently still regarded as internal equipnt and could not be taken out of the company.
Because Lincoln wore the headband all the ti, many people in the company also did the sa following his lead.
Because of this, many people were able to see Mavis in reality.
It was the sa for Jero at that mont.
Quickly, Mavis found so information.
Not direct intelligence, but a reasonable speculation based on so minor unusual details.
“Master, yesterday afternoon, Sisi’s mom and dad weren’t at ho and they didn’t activate their headbands either.
They might have been discovered.”
“Oh, that.”
Lincoln was neither pleased nor nervous, only feeling a sense of relief as if he had been thinking, “You’ve finally found out.”
He had been anxious because the basic technology of the graphene chip couldn’t be handed out.
He was still waiting for Henry and his team to establish a large team to thoroughly improve and optimize the graphene chip.
That way, it would be easier for the consoles to have large-scale upgrades, and the consciousness chip could have better protection.
But handing out the technology out of the blue seed strange, so he had been procrastinating till now.
A few days ago Lincoln thought about scheduling a ti to et Sisi’s parents, and then use the excuse of “feeling great after finalising talks with the difficult in-laws”, to swiftly give it out.
However, it now seed like there was a better opportunity.
He gave Mavis’s pink head a rub, praising Mavis, and then walked towards Jero with her in tow.
“There shouldn’t be a problem, but let’s not rush.
After all, I have to talk to a professional about the details in the afternoon, and we can then decide.”
“Understand.” Jero nodded, “There’s another thing.”
“Another thing?”
“Yes, Boss you said you wanted to specifically establish a company to handle all ch-related things, then create another to handle the Robot Fighting Contest, right?
The other stuff we can handle, but you have to pick a company na, right?”
“Naming…” Lincoln felt a bit of a headache, “Let’s just establish one, I can only think of one na.”
“One’s fine too.
What’s the na?” Jero was curious.
“Titan Special Machinery Manufacturing Co., Ltd., also known as: [Titan Manufacturing].”
“Titan Manufacturing.” Jero instinctively repeated the na.
At first hearing, he felt this na was a bit cheesy.
But thinking about the company being established by Lincoln, and its main business is indeed the manufacturing of 20-plus-ter-high drivable ch, calling it “chanical Titan” is not at all an exaggeration.
So it felt just right, very imposing!
“Great!
I’ll go complete the procedures now, so I won’t be attending the morning eting, okay?”
Lincoln thought about it, the morning eting didn’t seem too relevant to Jero, so he nodded to let him go.
The point of this morning’s eting was to discuss the new projects, with mbers from the ga developnt and operations departnt attending.
The other departnts can choose to join in the hustle and bustle if they want, but if they don’t have ti, they don’t need to co.
As for the content of the new projects, there are three in total:
“Gravity”, the third chapter of “Chang’an”, and the new task for the “Pacific Rim” team.
Lincoln had even thought of a subtitle for the third chapter of “Chang’an”, calling it-
[Dark Soul]!
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