Bao Junyi thought for a moment and said to Qiu Shuzhen beside him, "Aren't we in the Iraqi oil field area? Didn't we build an airport there?"

"Can large bombers land there?"

Qiu Shuzhen said seriously: "There should be no problem."

"Because the construction application they submitted previously was based on the idea of being able to take off and land large bombers."

Bao Junyi nodded and said, "Walker, arrange for the planes and bombers to fly directly over there."

"As for the M0 main battle tanks, infantry fighting vehicles, artillery, etc., they can be directly transported via global shipping cargo ships."

"Our goal at this equipment exhibition is to sell arms to make up for the group's financial constraints."

Walker said seriously, "Boss, I will do a thorough inspection in advance and there will be no mistakes."

"Okay then. I'll be leaving first."

......

A few months later.

March 16, 1981.

Located at Frankfurt-Paris International Airport.

At this time, a private plane converted from an An-24 transport aircraft slowly landed at the airport and taxied to the exclusive passage.

Bao Junyi walked out slowly with his secretary Qiu Shuzhen and bodyguards.

He stood at the cabin door, looking up at the sky, a smile on his face, and said, "I wonder what's going on this time?"

Qiu Shuzhen behind him chuckled and said, "Junyi, you're not going to cause trouble again, are you?"

"This is Paris, we should keep a low profile, otherwise, we might get into trouble."

"Besides, this is not our home ground."

Bao Junyi smiled and said, "Don't worry, I know my limits. After all, a gentleman should not stand under a dangerous wall."

"But, those people should not come to provoke me. Otherwise, I don't mind letting the world see the strength of Miracle Group again."

Qiu Shuzhen comforted him, "Okay, okay!"

"So are we heading to the air show, or straight to... the hotel?"

Bao Junyi grinned, slapped her on the buttocks, and said, "What are you thinking about in broad daylight? Do I think about that kind of person all day long?"

"We will go directly to the air show and then to a nearby hotel."

Qiu Shuzhen rolled her eyes at him and whispered, "No? That would be strange."

"What did you say?"

Qiu Shuzhen quickly waved her hands and said, "No...nothing."

Bao Junyi got on the special car prepared in advance by the Paris branch of the group, and headed straight to the air show with a convoy of more than a dozen bodyguard cars.

The Paris Air Show has been held at Paris–Le Bourget Airport northeast of Paris, France since 1953.

At present, it covers an area of over 100,000 square meters, and it has been continuously expanded until it reached 192,000 square meters in 1990.

Thirty minutes later.

Bao Junyi's motorcade arrived at Brussels Airport, the venue of the air show.

He and his bodyguards passed through layers of security and entered the venue, where he unexpectedly saw several old acquaintances.

At this time, David Eric of Boeing, Henry Steve of Airbus, Tom Miles of Lockheed, George Philip of Eagle Aerospace, William James of Dassault Aviation, and John McDonnell of McDonnell Douglas.

They were gathered together, drinking coffee leisurely, and seemed to be chatting about something.

Bao Junyi and his bodyguards walked over there. At the same time, John McDonald and others also discovered him and were coming towards them.

John MacDonald stood up and walked over to him and said, "Bao, you're finally here."

"We were just talking about this. Are you so busy making money that you don't care about this arms business anymore?"

Bao Junyi jokingly said, "This is not a small amount of money at all. It may be a small amount in your eyes, Mr. John, but in my eyes, it is very high."

"Besides, our Miracle Group is poor now, so we can only sell arms to supplement our family income."

The heads of Boeing, Airbus, McDonnell Douglas, and Dassault Aviation were all shocked by Bao Junyi's words.

They cursed in their hearts: "Fuck! My God, is this even human language?"

"Compared to the company we spent half our lives building, in their eyes, the arms we sell are just to supplement our family income?"

“Comparing people will lead to death, and comparing goods will lead to throwing them away!”

Bao Junyi smiled and continued, "You guys are chatting here, aren't you busy?"

"The air show will be in two days. Are you all ready?"

Tom Miles from Lockheed replied unhappily, "Bao, we've been here for a few days, and everything has already been arranged."

"Only a busy man like you can come right on time."

"It's like coming to work and clocking in, but we're different. This air show is related to the group's profits for the first half of the year, and we have to report to our shareholders."

"That's right," said David Eric of Boeing.

John teased, "David, you didn't arrive in the early hours of last night either."

"you..."

Henry Steve from Airbus stepped forward. After all, he was a local enterprise in Falak and was also the host.

He smiled and said, "Everyone, stop arguing."

"We are all leaders of aviation giants, and we are all people of status. How about giving me some face?"

Several major aviation giants present at the scene tacitly remained silent, but some of them looked unhappy.

Henry Steve continued, "Tonight, the Frankish government will hold a cocktail party. Everyone is welcome to come. Some countries' military procurement departments will also be present."

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