Chapter 426: Jiankai 1 line

This kind of landscape may be regarded as pleasant and pleasing to the employees of the
Babylon
branch of the military industry enterprise, but in Tang Fang’s view, it clearly has a strong sense of inevitable violation. It's not that the environment is not good enough, it's that the arms trade is too incompatible with the poetic scenery, as if abruptly combining heaven and hell, it makes people feel so unhappy. =top=dot=small-speak.
Of course, he can't control how the Star Alliance government plans the "Sky Garden", perhaps because it has the word "garden" in its name, which is a bit of a misnomer if it doesn't, or it may be a company like the "Rover Technology Consortium". "Babylon" has brought huge taxes, and the Star Alliance government retaliated, and this is how to create such a picturesque business park.
Arms and beautiful scenery, war and peace, intrigue and quiet time... Tang Fang suddenly felt that this scene was ironic, he wanted to laugh but couldn't laugh, he wanted to get angry but felt unreasonable, so the walking posture was always so different. It looked like a lame young man from behind.
Howson looked at him and grinned again and again, he wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, because the side face of Aros next to him was cold like a piece of ice, exuding waves of chill.
There are not many pedestrians on the clean street, only a few small electric cars parked alone under the trees, and a few merchants are sitting scattered in the rest areas of the tall buildings on both sides, drinking coffee while quietly watching the strolling 4 People, guess their goals and objectives. All four of them wore military uniforms. Under normal circumstances, which country should have sent military generals to purchase from "Babylon", it is strange that the national emblems on the military uniforms of several people have been torn off and it is impossible to understand the origin.
Ward Heavy Industries, Yihe Industrial, Blackthorn Shipbuilding, Eco-Sowopner Group, Gustas Aerospace Science and Technology Group... all kinds of Star Alliance and Non-Star Alliance military industries stand on both sides of the street, with different styles, The exterior glass curtain walls of tall buildings with different shapes face the high-altitude "artificial sun", reflecting rounds of colorful rainbow light.
The office of the "Rover Technology Consortium" in the "Sky Garden" is a 20-meter-high independent building with a silver ring shape. The glass doors and windows outside the lobby are spotless. Light can reflect people, shining like a mirror reflecting sunlight.
The receptionist at the front desk was a young girl in her 20s, dressed in a white suit and skirt. Seeing Tang Fang and others walk into the lobby, she immediately smiled and stood up to greet her: "Hello, welcome."
"Conan? Christian is there?"
Conan Christian in Tang Fang's mouth is the head of the "Babylon" branch of the "Rover Technology Consortium".
The girl was taken aback. The branch set up by the "Wanderer Technology Consortium" in "Babylon" is not just an office like "Jakartapur". It is a large-scale branch company responsible for the entire enterprise's foreign trade and cooperation. The important departments of the entire group of companies of the "Technology Consortium", such as business negotiations, unless it is a large and huge transaction, it is impossible for Conan Christian to come forward in person.
Also, what kind of weird combination these 4 people are in front of me. The young man who was talking was also two or three years older than her, but why did she give her an unexplainable sense of oppression? As the front desk of the "Wanderer Technology Consortium" in the "Babylon" branch, the excellent communication was removed. You must have keen insight, strong resilience, and excellent psychological quality to work in such a position. What kind of big people have never seen, corporate tycoons, big arms dealers, pirate leaders, sovereign state generals... she has all seen them. But no one is like the young man in front of him.
From a etiquette point of view, as a client, calling the manager’s name directly is somewhat disrespectful, but strangely, from his indifferent and peaceful eyes, it seems that all this is taken for granted.
Look at a few people in detail. The girl found out that she was wrong. The oppression she just felt was not from the young man, but from the burly veteran behind him with a cigar in his mouth and ignoring the no smoking sign on the wall. This kind of breath is only in some murders without blinking. The pirate leader felt it. But... it's a little different. If the pirate leader I've seen before is an evil tiger, the veteran is a lion squinting and dozing off.
"Cory? Christian is there?"
The girl was awakened by the question, and once again turned her gaze to the young man in the front, after a little thought, she whispered: "Yes."
Tang Fang walked to the rest area next to him, ignoring a black man who was as thin as a bamboo pole with scrutiny and dreadful eyes, and while sitting slowly, he ordered: "If you are affected, contact him and say...'Morning Star Casting' Tang Fang came to pay a visit."
"Morning Star Casting... Tang Fang..." The girl murmured a few words, rummaged through all her memories, and there was no appointment information about "Morning Star Casting". As for the name "Tang Fang", she was familiar.
"Okay, please wait." The girl quickly turned on the communication device and tried to contact Corey Christian's assistant.
Tang Fang and Aros sat down side by side. During this process, Master Captain found an unusual anomaly. The moment when a thin and tall black man sitting not far away heard the name "Morning Star Casting" Shaking his hands, the coffee in the cup splattered a little, and a group of brown stains appeared on the cuffs of his pure white shirt, adding a heavy oil to the black and white background painting, which looked a little ridiculous, because the oil was better than his The charcoal-like face is still striking.
Tang gave him a kind smile, and the black man's mouth twitched a few times, and his mouth slowly opened, revealing his neat teeth with some smudges, and smiled reluctantly.
"Hello, Tang Fang..."
The captain suddenly thought this was very interesting. When he left from "Jakartapur" to the present, it took only one and a half months before and after. I didn't expect that black men would have heard the name "Morning Star Casting". It is really more and more interesting. A company with a name and no form will enter the vision of the "Babylon" business organizations so quickly, if there is no one behind it, is it possible?
Take the content of the communication with Walton a few days ago, he and Joey did receive a lot of minerals by using hundreds of millions of stars in their accounts within half a month after Morningstar left. With the passage of time, the prices of iridium-containing minerals and cesium-containing minerals have risen like rockets. Some miners who have established trading intentions with Walton through the business platform even tried to pay several times the deposit to break the contract. If there are no tricks, ghosts believe it.
Tang Fang was very curious. Who is it, Iga Kogyo? Or is it O'Neill? Or other shipbuilding companies?
He looked up at the huge "Rover Technology Consortium" icon on the background wall behind the receptionist, frowning unchecked, and then stretched out. Perhaps the "Rover Technology Consortium" would be uncomfortable with the existence of "Morning Star Casting" , But at the time of the "Jakartapur" star system. He helped Johnny a lot, and even Clemente, the capital city of Xinggang, which seemed to be pro-"Iga Industry" by outsiders, died to death.
Under such a background, if he is a senior of the "Rover Technology Consortium", the most sensible way is to wait and see the changes. After all, "Morning Star Casting" has already become enemies with "Iga Industrial", and O'Neill is also a hostage. In the future, the two sides will inevitably have a commercial battle. If "Morning Star Casting" collapses, the "Rover Technology Consortium" will have no loss. If "Iga Industry" collapses, it might be able to fish in troubled waters and pry some big customers over.
He did not believe that Johnny did not reveal his abilities to the senior leaders of the "Rover Technology Consortium". Johnny and Newton Bell were the mediators of the "Rockia Incident". They should have an understanding of his character and abilities. Correct.
In addition, he did not come to "Babylon" empty-handed this time. If he wants to use the commercial resources of the "Rover Technology Consortium" to accomplish the goal of this trip, he naturally has to give others a taste. The ship manufacturing technology of the Monya Empire cannot be sold, but some land vehicle manufacturing technology. And the remains of Ipsyron can be sold to them at a discount.
Unless Corey Christian is stupid, he will not pick up the ready-made cheap but choose to provoke him.
Tang Fang was sure of one thing. He thought that the "Rover Technology Consortium" would definitely be able to think of it. This is why he came to the door without thinking about it. Smart people often talk about business very well. Only those small vendors in the vegetable market who don't know how to take care of the customer's feelings will fight against their parents for a dime.
"Hello, Rutherford."
The black man didn't expect that Tang Fang would take the initiative to greet him, but it took a while to react, and quickly cleared up his emotions and replied. His self-regulation ability is great. I could tell that he was a well-educated person, but he lowered his head when speaking, and didn't dare to look at Tang Fang's eyes at all. This seemed a bit impolite.
"Oh."
Tang Fang stopped talking. He keenly noticed a phenomenon. The receptionist seemed to be a little unwelcome to Rutherford. When he occasionally looked up at the rest area, he would always look a bit disgusting and fearful towards black people. He was even more hesitant to speak, with a contradictory expression that wanted to explain something, but didn't know where to start, which made him a little curious, what exactly did Rutherford come from, and what is the purpose of the "Rover Technology Consortium"?
Of course, he wouldn't ask too much, because it has nothing to do with him. Master Captain has always been afraid of trouble, and this is especially manifested in irrelevant matters.
Three minutes later, the elevator door opened, and a handsome man with a suit and leather shoes and shaved beard walked out with two entourages, scanned the hall, and walked towards the rest area.
Tang Fang was sitting on the sofa facing the street with his back to the elevator. He couldn't see the people behind him, but he could hear the footsteps. The sound of leather shoes hitting the floor was dull and steady, indicating that the people were confident, but the pace was a little faster. It should be not very old, at least a little younger than Johnny. It is the limit to be 5 or 6 years old at most.
A manager in his 30s? If it is a small company or a small business, it may be the heirs and grandchildren of the big boss, but a large arms company like the "Rover Technology Consortium" is obviously impossible. If he guessed correctly, it is Corey Christian's. assistant.
Therefore, he didn't move, and sat on the sofa steadily. Anyway, he is an oss of "Morning Star Casting", even if Corey Christian and his like are just the heads of the branch companies, they are not in a good position compared to those on the board of directors, not to mention that only an assistant manager is here to greet him. .
In fact, Tang Fang is not a high-profile person, but after such a disturbance in "Jakartapur", his existence has slowly entered the vision of the senior business and political leaders of the Star Alliance. Under such a background, if we continue to keep a low profile , On the contrary, it makes people think that he is artificial, it is better to show pride, which helps to enhance the image of "Morning Star Casting".
He has a reserved face. Rutherford, who was not far away, stood up all of a sudden and walked quickly to meet the three people who came out of the elevator.
Tang Fang noticed a detail. Rutherford was anxious, but he still did not forget to tidy up his sleeves so that the coffee stains turned to the side, making it difficult to be noticed.
Master Captain's ethnographic view is still stuck in the early 21st century. A black man who pays so much attention to personal hygiene and communication details made him lose consciousness for a short time. It turns out... the attribute of cleanliness has nothing to do with race...
"Mr. White, this is Rutherford from the'Tarno' group...Is Mr. Corey?"
"I'm sorry, the manager has not returned when he went out to discuss cooperation matters. Otherwise, he would not arrange for me to receive Mr. Tang Fang." The assistant White of the young Dezhi not only has excellent work ability, but also has a distinctive voice, with a slightly hoarse voice, and Moderate spitting speed. There seems to be a kind of magic that makes people feel inexplicably cordial and relaxed.
Tang Fang felt that this person must be an expert in picking up girls. Suddenly, a person appeared in his mind, Beckham, yes, it was the little white face of the number one in the sky that made countless women dream, sometimes he would think viciously, this The level of cargo kicking is not low. Is the ability to kick women just as easy?
"Mr. White... this thing doesn't actually need..."
Before Rutherford finished speaking, the two men who followed White next to him had already stood in front of him like doors.
"I'm sorry. I really can't help you with this matter. When the manager comes back, I will definitely contact your company first." White David said apologetically, his expression is very sincere, his eyes are very clear, and the clarity is like a bright bottom. The cold pool water. Let life not have the slightest doubt.
It's a pity that Tang Fang couldn't see this scene. He sat very reserved, his right half of his face drowned in the snuff of inferior cigars. Finally, he couldn't help turning his head, but he didn't look at White David who was walking behind him. Instead, he bared his teeth and looked at Aros next to him without saying anything.
The veteran frowned, his eyes filled with helplessness, he took away half of the cigar, and put his head and feet on the glass coffee table without an ashtray.
This trivial movement between the two seemed very natural, as if opening my eyes in the morning and seeing the first ray of sunlight slipping into the room through the gap in the curtain.
White David's pace suddenly became a little messy, Tang Fang didn't say anything, did nothing, but seemed to have said everything and did everything. He didn't know why. The silent communication between the two people in front of him made his heart palpitate for no reason. It felt like someone pulled the peerless fierce sword away and then quickly closed it again. There was no cold light, no sword light, only a ray of light. Ruowu's murderous aura, although not much, is enough to disturb his mood.
One of White David’s favorite sports is fencing. Compared with ordinary people, he has extremely sharp eyes and keen intuition. This is his specialty and the ability that an assistant should possess. He had heard of it for a long time, but he didn't care about it, but at this moment, he found that he thought he was superior but could not see through the depth of the young man several years younger than him.
"Dare to ask, but Mr. Tang." He approached the sofa, with a little more respectful expression in his original cordial expression.
Tang Fang tilted his body, looked at him a few times, smiled and stood up: "I am Tang Fang."
White David was in a daze, asking himself if he was wrong. The young man surnamed Tang feels very humble and polite from the front, and he is not like he imagined in his heart. He is a guy with a deep city and a deep mind.
"White, White David."
He stretched out his right hand and shook hands with Tang Fang, and met with Aros, Hausen, and Tang Lin. Then he bowed slightly and gave way to the elevator: "This is not the place to talk, how many people, please follow me. I come."
Tang Fang nodded and said: "Please," not hypocritical. When he first walked to the elevator and passed by Rutherford's side, he turned his head and glanced. It seemed that the black man was disappointed, and he looked at White with a frustrated expression. David took a few glances, didn't say much, shook his head and stopped waiting, picked up the black suit on the back of the sofa and put it on his elbow.
The black suit stood still, just covering the coffee stain on the shirt.
Finally ~EbookFREE.me~ Rutherford bowed slightly to him, turned and walked towards the gate. The socks in the black shoes were almost the same color as the trousers.
Under the guidance of White David, a group of several people took the elevator to the manager's room on the 8th floor, with classic decorations-bookshelves, desks, sofas and coffee tables for hospitality, products of "Rover Technology Consortium" model.
The room was large, with few displays, and it looked a bit empty. Behind the desk near the floor-to-ceiling windows sat a white man in his 50s, with a low stature and sparse curly hair wrapped around his forehead like a swimming ring.
When Tang Fang entered the door, he was standing up from behind the dazzling white crescent-shaped desk. He opened his arms as if seeing his relatives who had been lost for more than 20 years. He walked quickly to the Master Captain and came. Very warm western hug.
"Tang Fang...Brother Tang, I have heard of you from Johnny a long time ago, and I have been waiting for you to come to'Babylon' to meet and make friends. By the way, I will do my best as a landlord in return for being in Jakartapur. "'S kindness of helping hand, but how can I think that this wait is a month and a half long, but I am anxious to death... Fortunately, you are finally here." (To be continued...)
ps: Thank you for forgetting, Xing Zhouhuang's two book friends for your reward.