162: Chapter 162 Negotiation

Years later, whenever she recalled this scene, Zheng Yi would still be moved by the smile on Wang Shuo's face at that moment.

It was as if no matter how great the difficulty or how deep the grievance, it could be easily resolved by Wang Shuo.

It was a smile that put people at ease.

And it was precisely this smile that made Zheng Yi secretly make up her mind.

"I am truly happy that you could do this." Zheng Yi stared at Wang Shuo, her bright eyes flickering slightly. "I did not misjudge you."

"Sister Zheng."

Wang Shuo teased, "You wouldn't have fallen for me, would you?"

Zheng Yi nodded calmly. "If you were ten years older, I would consider it."

Uh... that was awkward.

Sure enough, one should not tease an older sister.

However, Wang Shuo's awkwardness did not last long; Zheng Yi took the initiative to change the subject as soon as she finished that sentence.

"The conditions you proposed to the military have all been fulfilled, so now it is your turn." Zheng Yi asked, "We want to know if the mass-produced Electromagnetic Rifle can reach the standard of today's test."

When it came to business, Wang Shuo became a bit more serious. Subconsciously, he immersed his consciousness into the state of the Humanoid Race, and his entire demeanor suddenly changed.

If the Wang Shuo from a moment ago was still a naive college student, the current Wang Shuo exuded a profound aura that made Zheng Yi feel as if she had arrived at the deep sea.

Zheng Yi had seen this demeanor in Wang Shuo before, but it had never felt as intense as it did today.

What... was going on?

Why did Wang Shuo have two completely different vibes?

"The technology for the Electromagnetic Rifle tested today is already fully mature; performance can be guaranteed, and the supply chain is not an issue." Wang Shuo mused. "The current question is, how many does the military want to order?"

"That depends on your price." Zheng Yi had completely entered the role of a negotiator and said calmly, "You must know that the funds available to the military for procurement are limited. If the asking price is too high, we may reduce the procurement quantity and only equip certain special branches."

"As for the price..." Wang Shuo pondered for a moment. For some reason, the image of Chen Zhongxuan appeared in his mind again. He quickly shook his head to shake Chen Zhongxuan off.

Pah, that old fox, that profiteer.

"If the military can order more than 100,000 units, then how about 10,000 huaxia currency per KD-001 Electromagnetic Rifle, 15,000 huaxia currency per K-001 Electromagnetic Sniper Rifle, and 1,000 huaxia currency per handheld electromagnetic gun?"

"The price is still too high." Zheng Yi frowned slightly. "5,000 huaxia currency per KD-001 Electromagnetic Rifle, 7,500 huaxia currency per K-001 Electromagnetic Sniper Rifle; 400 huaxia currency per electromagnetic handgun."

"Who negotiates by cutting the price in half right off the bat, Sister Zheng?" Wang Shuo was somewhat helpless. "You can't just slash prices like that just because we're familiar with each other."

"You can slash it back." Zheng Yi was as calm as water.

"Alright."

Wang Shuo carefully calculated and said, "Sister Zheng, I will give you the lowest price. 7,000 huaxia currency per KD-001 Electromagnetic Rifle, 10,000 huaxia currency per K-001 Electromagnetic Sniper Rifle, and 500 huaxia currency per electromagnetic handgun."

Seeing that Zheng Yi still wanted to say something, Wang Shuo quickly said, "Lowest price, it can't go any lower. Any lower and I'll lose my shirt."

"Deal." Zheng Yi nodded. "But we have another condition."

"Go ahead."

Wang Shuo felt a bit weary.

"Technology transfer."

Zheng Yi spat out these four words.

Technology transfer was a certainty, and it was something Wang Shuo had already thought of. Why else would he create 5.8mm bullets? Wasn't it so that the military factories in Huaxia receiving the technology could seamlessly integrate it after the transfer?

I've broken my heart for this country.

Wang Shuo sighed inwardly, then said, "That's fine, but I also have a condition."

Meeting Zheng Yi's gaze, Wang Shuo put forward his own requirements.

"I hope that in the first three years, the Huaxia military will order a total of no less than 200,000 firearms from me each year, of which no less than 100,000 are KD-001 Electromagnetic Rifles, no less than 50,000 are K-001 Electromagnetic Sniper Rifles, and no less than 50,000 are electromagnetic handguns."

"At the same time, the military must assist me in establishing a new military factory and help with processing production qualifications so that the aforementioned Weapon and related equipment can be produced."

Upon hearing the words "related equipment," Zheng Yi's gaze shifted slightly, and she nodded immediately.

"That's acceptable."

With the main conditions negotiated, Zheng Yi and Wang Shuo breathed a sigh of relief simultaneously.

Neither of them was good at negotiation. If it weren't for the fact that this matter currently had a very high security clearance and could not be entrusted to others, Wang Shuo would have sent Liu Yemei long ago; compared to himself, Liu Yemei was more professional.

And Zheng Yi had the same thought.

Don't let Zheng Yi's calm and composed expression fool you; she was also afraid of messing it up. If the quote was too low, she was afraid Wang Shuo would flip out and refuse to do it; if the quote was too high, it would exceed the military procurement budget in large-scale situations. This was skilled work.

Fortunately, the person she encountered was Wang Shuo.

"I will report the specific quantity of the first batch to my superiors for approval." Zheng Yi said, "What you need to do now is to prepare for production as soon as possible. It would be best if the first batch could be delivered before the end of the year."

"So urgent?" Wang Shuo was slightly surprised.

Doesn't the determination and replacement of weapons and equipment require a long process?

Even when ordinary people buy things, they wouldn't order today and demand delivery tomorrow, right?

"Is there a problem?" Zheng Yi was very serious.

"No big problem." Wang Shuo smacked his lips. "But in that case, I require 30% of the payment to be made upfront as a deposit."

"Also, I need the military to provide me with a site for building the factory, preferably a ready-made military factory that can be used after some modifications."

Zheng Yi nodded. "I will solve this."

"Then there is only one last question left." Wang Shuo clapped his hands and looked at Zheng Yi, his face very serious.

"When are we signing the contract?"

...

An hour later, Wang Shuo strolled out of the shooting range, still carrying his golf club bag on his back.

At this time, it had been a full four hours since he entered.

Four hours ago, he had arrived empty-handed, carrying three prototype guns; four hours later, he was still empty-handed, and even the golf club bag on his back looked a bit deflated.

It seemed like nothing had changed, only... no one knew that there was an extra memo in his pocket.

This memo... was worth billions.

And at this very moment...

In Beijing, in the same villa hall.

A young man was talking eloquently to the TV in front of him.

"Taking the aforementioned factors into account, I believe that Chen Zhongxuan must still have other tricks up his sleeve that he hasn't released yet. If we propose a consolidated negotiation now, it is very likely that Chen Zhongxuan will be driven to desperation, and we won't achieve the best results."

"What is your suggestion?"

On the screen, an old man asked calmly.

"I don't think tomorrow is the best time for negotiations. The stock value of the Chen Group hasn't fallen below Chen Zhongxuan's psychological bottom line, nor has it reached our minimum standard. Acting now would do more harm than good."

"I suggest postponing the negotiation for half a month."

"But the betting agreement has already expired." The old man said calmly. "Why do you think Chen Zhongxuan will agree to you?"

"He will agree." The young man grinned. "His backup plan must be a mutually destructive or even suicidal tactic that he won't use lightly. Besides, even if he doesn't agree, we won't lose anything; it's just that we won't achieve the best results."

"When I do things, I want to do them to the best of my ability. I don't want a half-crippled Chen Group; I want..."

Cold light flickered in the young man's eyes.

"Everything."