Chapter 330 A New Type of Motorcycle Paging

The nights in Cambridge are wonderful, and the indescribable feeling can only be understood by two people.

The little princess arrived late and left early, leaving no trace of trouble.

Both of them are practical people, so they are very efficient at doing things.

The beauty of Cambridge cannot be enjoyed for long.

The next day, Morgan's Sirley Danny personally accompanied Xing Baohua to see his private jet.

The Gulfstream G300 was considered top-of-the-line among private jets at the time.

Of course, we can't compare to those people in the desert country, who casually convert 747s into flying palaces.

Xing Baohua's private jet has a maximum capacity of 14 passengers. This guy insisted on adding a bed and a bathroom with a shower, reducing the number of passengers to 8.

This does not include the flight attendant group, of course.

If it had been a sofa set as before, it could have been delivered by now. Now, we're making modifications according to the customer's requirements, which will take time. It will probably be another two or three months before delivery.

After reading it, Xing Baohua had only one requirement: speed.

Anyone who's ever driven a motorhome knows the layout of a Class C motorhome. It's just that this airplane is very long and has a lot of space, so it doesn't look as cramped.

Xing Baohua then asked Sili Dani, "How much does this plane cost?"

“Xing, as a long-term partner, this plane is a gift from Morgan to you.”

"Wow! That's great. Thank you, and don't forget to get the transfer paperwork done for me!" Xing Baohua accepted the offer readily.

“Xing, can we borrow your people in the Far East?” Sridani said.

Xing Baohua chuckled softly and said, "No problem. But they are all outstanding employees I trained; they are extremely capable..."

"Okay! Consider it a favor Morgan owes you, how about it?" Sylvie Danny chimed in with a smile.

“Alright! We Chinese in Z country also value human relationships. I guess it’s different from what you’re saying, and I really hope you can take this favor seriously.” Xing Baohua didn’t believe that Morgan and other capitalists would care about human relationships.

They're the most inhuman people out there. Favors? Don't be ridiculous!

There was nothing Xing Baohua could do even if he refused. Morgan Stanley had discovered their plans in the Far East and even seen through them. They were far inferior to them in playing the capital game.

Xing Baohua's land acquisition there is nearing completion; all that's left is for Zhao Shanhai to return so it can be considered finished. As for the remaining Japanese employees, they're a difficult situation to deal with.

We can't just kill them all! Now that Morgan wants it, we might as well go along with it and make them owe us a favor.

It's actually quite a good deal. Morgan might have to repay this favor soon enough.

After meeting with Morgan, Xing Baohua went to work on a motorcycle.

In a few months, the motorcycle factory in central Shandong will start operations, and Xing Baohua wants to see who from their headquarters will be going there.

Most importantly, how many engineers and technical teams should be sent?

He needed to arrange accommodations for these people in advance, and he was too busy to ask how Starlink was doing.

Henry, the motorcycle driver, greeted him again. The two chatted like friends for a while, and finally Xing Baohua asked about the personnel sent to the Luzhong factory.

Henry said, "Xing, about 110 technicians will be going. We'll load the equipment onto the ship as soon as possible. I'll be staying there for about a month."

"Okay! How's Starlink going? When can it be delivered?" Xing Baohua asked.

"That's why we'll be staying so long. By the way, Iridium will be guarded 24/7. Tell your people not to make any moves. Otherwise, it will make it very difficult for us to continue cooperating," Henry said with a hint of warning.

“Okay, I will warn them to abide by the agreement.” Xing Baohua said, but he was also a little worried that his father-in-law and his group might try something underhanded and ruin his plans.

Xing Baohua sighed inwardly; this was something he couldn't stop or control. If something unexpected happened, he could only blame his bad luck.

However, when Xing Baohua came to the motorcycle shop, Henry asked Xing Baohua to help him take a look at the pagers and analog cell phones in their provincial capital.

Of course, they were also researching digital machines, but since Xing Baohua was selling them, Motorola had to develop its own first.

They have now modified the body shape on the original simulator. This improvement is significant.

When Xing Baohua saw the Motorola phone, he realized that history had moved him forward considerably.

The second brother appeared ahead of schedule.

Just like I remember, it's a butterfly flip phone. And it doesn't have a full keyboard; it's still the old-fashioned nine-key layout. Each key has three or four letters or something.

The screen is still green. The battery is located on the top flip cover. The SIM card is copied via a data cable connected to the dock.

The antenna is retractable, and the battery has been changed to a lithium battery, resulting in a longer standby time.

Xing Baohua didn't know exactly how long the phone could stay on standby, but he estimated that it would be good if it could make two or three hours of calls at a stretch.

It's small in size, but it's also thick.

Compared to the first generation, the progress is huge, but compared to the Xiaomi phone, it's far inferior.

In particular, the pager design has been changed, with only a few function keys.

Xing Baohua wants to know how to achieve two-way functionality? If it's just a function key, then it can only receive messages and cannot reply.

To everyone's surprise, the motorcycle took a card slot, the kind of card slot that you usually see on a motorcycle with a card holder hanging on its waist.

The card slot is a bit thicker, and there's a hidden feature inside that allows you to flip it open. Inside the cover is a row of number keys.

If it can make calls, this thing should be the smallest mobile phone in the world.

Motorola called this pager "Little Elf".

In an instant, Xing Baohua felt that his pager had lost its selling point.

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