Mixed In the United States As a Local Tyrant Chapter 207

  Chapter 207 Sending money to your door【Third watch】

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  The next day, the secretary of the robot company called.

  Yesterday, someone called the company's administrative secretariat, claiming to be someone from Raytheon, and wanted to negotiate a business with the robot company. Since it was late at that time and there was no one in charge of the company, it was decided to notify An Feng the next day, and the other party also asked the boss to come forward.

   After listening, An Feng said: "Okay, if they have time, I will go there tomorrow morning."

   "No problem, sir, they are in San Francisco." The secretary on the other end of the phone said.

   After An Feng hung up the phone, he was thinking.

Of course he knows Raytheon, a US defense contractor specializing in the production of missiles and missile defense systems, fighter radars, satellites, etc. They are the ones who produced the Aegis radar, AIM-9 Sidewinder, AIM-120 , BGM-109 "Tomahawk" and other missiles are also made by them.

  Although the other party did not express their specific intentions on the phone, An Feng felt that it was an exoskeleton.

  In the afternoon of the next day, Anfeng's plane arrived in San Jose.

  The other party came on time. He drove a black Cadillac CTS. Two white men with leather shoes got off. The staff invited them to the office and met with An Feng. One of the middle-aged people introduced himself: "Nice to meet you, I'm Weldon, and this is Johnson."

  An Feng shook hands with them, signed their names and sat down.

  Obviously Weldon was the one who spoke, and he got straight to the point when he sat down: "Mr. An, our company is very interested in the exoskeleton machine you developed."

  An Feng was not surprised: "I know."

Weldon felt that An Feng was not very interested in his speech, so he explained: "Recently, our company's business intelligence department collected some videos about mechanical exoskeletons, and found that the exoskeletons with outstanding technology came from Your hands. You know that our company is also engaged in the research and development of military mechanical exoskeletons and has received defense investment, so we want to discuss cooperation."

An Feng said regretfully: "I'm sorry, we originally had successful experimental products, but since a theft, the samples and design drawings have been lost. The videos you mentioned are probably spread by ghosts in the company. That's what led to the accident of being stolen."

Although the exoskeleton was chased back, only An Feng, Hoffman and the team members involved in the operation knew. Even the secret service team didn't know what the metal in the box was. They signed a non-disclosure agreement afterwards, and the occupation of the bodyguard Quality, will not divulge client secrets.

  Wilden was a little surprised: "Stolen? When did it happen?"

  An Feng said: "About a few months ago, the police and private detectives searched for a long time but found no clues, and the items we recovered were all incomplete."

  Wilden lamented: "What a pity!"

An Feng's face was a little unnatural: "Of course, this was designed with tens of millions of dollars, and it was stolen overnight by thieves. The exoskeleton and blueprints have not been recovered until now, especially the US police and customs. It's useless! No progress has been made since the filing of the case, and the taxpayer's money is for nothing! I pay so many taxes to the government every year, and in the end it all turns into one or two cold 'sorry'...”

  Wilden felt a lot of anger after hearing a lot of complaints and complaints from An Feng.

   After An Feng stopped to drink water, Weldon tentatively said, "But as long as the technicians are still there, you should be able to continue to develop it, right?"

"Of course, but it's very complicated and requires a long process, and the key sensor data is currently lost, and it will take a while to recalculate." An Feng said, holding his chin, and looked up at him, "You are interested ? Do you want to cooperate in development or transfer technology?"

  Wilden smiled: "If Mr. has intentions, we are more willing to hold this company."

  An Feng resolutely refused: "Sorry, we have no plans to accept foreign investment. And many technologies are pure hobbies, and commercial profits are very low."

"I don't agree with this, I think your research can lead to a very broad military market." Weldon said, "But since sir doesn't like it, we can only make the next step: buy your company's technology and ask you not to provided to third parties."

An Feng shrugged: "We also want to sell technology, but you know that after it is stolen, we have to spend a lot of energy to redesign and conceive, so there is no technology to transfer, but some blueprints. And the core technology, we are also Rely on outsourcing."

   "Can you tell me?" Weldon said, the interest he showed was indeed very strong.

An Feng also told him straightforwardly: "As far as the power system is concerned, we purchased it from a British machine company, and the chips and energy came from GP, which has been very popular recently. The titanium alloy material is from other industrial enterprises. In the end it was just the assembly and the design of the frame."

  Wilden's companion wrote down some key words on the paper.

  An Feng said with a smile: "Hey! Don't be so open and aboveboard in front of me. The business has not been negotiated yet. Now these are still confidential to some extent."

Weldon accompanied the smiling face: "I don't think you will mind if you are so open-minded? Also, can I ask how long it will take for you to redevelop it? Or if you transfer the technology, what is your intended price?" ? Report the number for our reference."

   "Let me think about it." An Feng thought, "My technicians are currently studying abroad, and the key to the exoskeleton is on them."

   "Understandable," Weldon said.

"It may take more than two months, from design drawings to ordering materials, using high-precision machine tools to build, and then purchasing core technologies. As for all transfers, I have no plans. After all, we still have to rely on its structure to develop Robots, it's fine to offer them exclusively.”

  Wilden nodded, listening.

   "If you want, 200 million US dollars." An Feng said indifferently.

   Rao, Weldon is calm enough, and his face also changed after hearing the offer. Isn't this appetite too much? He said: "Sir, you know that our company is engaged in the research and development of military exoskeletons, and the head office has a budget of 70 million US dollars. You are selling 200 million US dollars, which is too high."

  An Feng laughed: "I'm sorry, I want to ask if you have achieved anything after spending 70 million yuan? And what is the level of our development so far?"

  Wilden's old face blushed. Indeed, Raytheon spent so much money to develop an exoskeleton that can only be installed for more than ten minutes. But Weldon was still dissatisfied with the price: "Sir, it really exceeds the department's budget."

  An Feng shrugged, with an attitude that the choice is yours.

Wilden threw out the killer weapon he just found: "But sir, your confidential technology and blueprints have been lost. I feel very unfortunate, but we have to see clearly, which means that those who get it can also develop it, so you The exoskeleton here is not unique in the world."

   An Feng's face became ugly. Weldon saw it all, the theft of secrets was the scar of this guy, for the sake of negotiation, he could only uncover it again and again.

  An Feng snorted, he couldn't deny it, and then asked: "Then how much do you think?"

   "Twenty million at most!" Weldon said.

An Feng actually laughed in his heart. He never thought that he could make money with exoskeletons. He didn't expect to dig a hole, and now someone would jump in automatically... But he still needs to do enough superficial skills. He shook his head: "It's too low. Already! Do you think the level of imitation can be compared with the original factory?"

Wilden said: "It's a bit low, but we also bear a lot of risks. For example, if these technologies fall into the hands of India, we don't need to worry. Even if we give them the blueprints, we can't make them, but they fall into the hands of China." Here, it is guaranteed that there will be special exoskeleton forces in a few months. Mr. An, the risk here is indeed not small, and neither you nor I can be sure which country it will appear in, can it?"

   "It's not that easy." An Feng said.

  Wilden felt that he was trying to save face, he lost it obviously, and others could imitate it, how proud are you?

  Wilden smiled: "I think Mr. knows better than me."

An Feng doesn't care about the price anymore. Anyway, what he wanted to sell at the beginning was only batteries and chips. Now that the goods are delivered to his door, he took the initiative to buy a set of iron shelves that will be given to Wu Dachang in name... his heart is already happy, But the expression on his face was as ugly as eating a fly.

   "You have to let me think about it!" An Feng said with difficulty.

  Wilden said: "It is natural, sir. After you have considered it, please make this call."

   After speaking, he left his business card on the table.

   "Looking forward to your call, Mr. An."

  Wilden left after saying this, leaving An Feng with a "depressed" face.

  (end of this chapter)

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