Chapter 538: Simple logic

When Sir Hook started his brains and desperately thought about how to fool the opposing people to package and buy his own "MK606" engine production line, so that he could make a fortune again-just like he did in 1975 , But little Hawke on the side looked relaxed and happy.
After all, his task has been basically completed. The outline of the framework that belongs to the decision makers has come to an end. Next is the errand of the company's legal and technical departments. They need to organize a large team to implement today's framework agreement. , Became a contract in black and white and a pound of real money.
So he started chatting leisurely with Yifu Shao and others. When he learned that Sir Shao in front of him turned out to be the entertainment tycoon of Hong Kong, and the Chinese Kung Fu superstar Bruce Lee, who was once popular in Europe and the United States, was also a member of it, he danced with excitement. He got up, even put down the knife and fork in his hand, stood up and performed a classic action of and shaking his fingers, which caused everyone to applaud.
When he returned to the dining table, he smiled and asked, "I'm very curious, do you Chinese people know Kung Fu?"
Shao Yifu regretfully replied: "In the past, there were many people who can practice kung fu, but now there are fewer and fewer people practicing. They only like to watch other people fight in the cinema, and it is best for them to hug their beautiful girlfriend and eat popcorn. "
Little Hawk turned to Tan Zhenhua, the only young man present, and asked, "Is that the case?"
Tan Zhenhua smiled and replied: "In fact, there are still many people I like, but it takes a lot of hard work to practice Kung Fu, and now life is getting more and more comfortable. Of course, fewer and fewer young people are willing to temper themselves like this. ."
Hawke shrugged his shoulders and said: "That's really a shame. I think your Chinese kung fu fights are particularly cool and beautiful. It is much better than our traditional boxing. It would be a shame if it is lost."
Tan Zhenhua replied: "Well, Mr. Hawke, don't worry, even though Kung Fu has basically lost its most original function, as a traditional and very good sport, I think it still has a very strong vitality. "
"Then what is the most primitive function you said?" Little Hawke asked curiously.
"Of course it is fighting. To put it nicely, it is offense and defense." Tan Zhenhua replied.
Little Hawke thought for a while and replied: "Yes, all fighting techniques were originally used for this. Unfortunately, it is now the era of thermal weapons, so the most primitive functions of these fighting techniques are gradually losing."
"Yes, in fact, according to my point of view, human beings are very competitive creatures. They have always used the most advanced technology in the military first. From ancient times to the present, without exception, all these scientific and technological achievements are pursued. Yes, nothing more than following the simple logic of "I can see you, but you can't see me; I can hit you, but you can't hit me"."
Little Hawke was taken aback after hearing this, and then he laughed: "We are the largest defense contractor in Britain. I have to admit that although I heard your point of view at first, I was a bit disapproving, but carefully When I thought about it, I thought it made sense."
Yes, otherwise, what latest radar is your company trying to develop? What is the "sky flash"? Isn’t it just for this simplest and simple truth? Tan Zhenhua pouted.
"Oh? Mr. Tan actually knows our company's "Sky Flash" mid-range air bomb?"
"Well, knowing a little bit of fur, I am probably a half-hearted military enthusiast? I am interested in tanks, artillery, aircraft and missiles. Is this a common hobby of men?"
"No, no, I think men's common hobbies should be luxury cars, yachts and beautiful women, isn't it Sir Shao?" Little Hawk winked at Shao Yifu.
Shao Yifu smiled and said: "Little Hawke, those tunes you said should be the tunes that young men like? I'm old, but when I was young, I did have the title of "little but not indecent". Oh, that said, would your grandma say that I am not focused enough?"
Tan Zhenhua said in no small way: "Grandpa, I don't agree with what you said. In fact, men are the most dedicated. From 8 to 80 years old, they only like 18-year-old beautiful girls."
"Oh...puff, hahahahahaha..."
This kind of rotten street jokes from Tan Zhenhua's previous life aroused laughter at the dinner table. Several old men fingered Xiao Meng Xin Tan Zhenhua while laughing wildly while pounding their chests. When they finally breathed well, Little Hawke said, "Eric, You are really an interesting person, I think, based on your humorous words and your wealth, there must be a lot of girls around you?"
Tan Zhenhua replied solemnly: "No, Mr. Hawke, I don't have a girlfriend yet." As he said this, two completely different beautiful faces appeared in his mind, one belonging to police flower Wang Nanmu. , And the other one belongs to Lu Caiwei, a weird elf.
He hurriedly expelled this bad idea from his brain, and then smiled: "Mr. Hawke, you see, you all have a partner and lover, but I am a single dog. Therefore, to talk about this topic is to bully me. Are you a baby? It’s not as rare as today’s opportunity. Can you satisfy the curiosity of my military enthusiast?"
From the conversation with Mr. Rothschild, Little Hawker already knew that the biggest benefactor behind the "Xiangjiang Aviation Technology Company" who wanted to purchase the "BAC" production line was actually the young man in front of him who was too young and smiled. The harmless Eric Tan, and the fact that this person can reach a secret agreement with the Rothschild family, the British financial hegemon, must have an unfathomable background strength, which is by no means as simple as it seems on the surface.
Whether he is really just a military enthusiast or has other goals, Little Hawke feels that he needs to be handled carefully.
"We, British Aerospace Corporation, are currently the largest defense contractor in Britain. We have thousands of products and equipment under its umbrella. We have hosts and various subsystems. So what do you want to know about Mr. Tan?"
Since Little Hawk planned to take Tan Zhenhua's question seriously, even his speech became formal.
Tan Zhenhua said: "Of course I know that British Aerospace is a great company, but we are just chatting, so if it is convenient, can Mr. Hawke introduce me to the great achievements in the Falklands War" Harrier type vertical take-off and landing fighter and the "sky flash" mid-range air-to-air bomb we just mentioned? After all, what you get from you is the first-hand information, comparable to the performance parameters that I can only hold in the media. The little buddies who make gestures are much better."
Tan Zhenhua seemed to randomly place the names of two star weapon products produced by the "British Aerospace" company, but it aroused all sorts of distracting thoughts in Hawke Sidley's mind.