Su Lin transmigrates to the 1990s, where his father passed away and his mother remarried.
He becomes the headmaster of Lanxiang Technical School, activating the strongest military-industrial ...
"How is that impossible? I've already signed the contract, and the price was agreed upon right in front of me!"
Commander Tang shifted his position.
He moved closer to Su Lin.
"Principal Su, are you saying that the recent F-15 crash that's been circulating outside was the test firing experiment you conducted at that 'dog's' place?"
Su Lin took a sip of tea and nodded.
"Yeah! They're really going all out, using the US's latest fighter jets as target drones!"
"Principal Su, according to our intelligence, even if the F-15 is sold within the NATO alliance's allies,..."
Those cost $300 million each, while our air defense system only costs $1 billion?
"We won't lose money, will we?"
Commander Tang wanted Su Lin to establish a military-industrial group because he valued the research capabilities of Su Lin's Lanxiang Vocational School.
This could greatly enhance China's military strength.
On the other hand, China's GDP is currently far behind that of other major military powers in the world.
The military's research funding for this year has been almost exhausted, leaving Su Lin to bear the full cost.
Commander Tang was unaware of the specific cost of the HQ-16FE air defense missile system.
"Don't worry about that. I'm not going to do business at a loss. There will definitely be a profit."
It was just a small profit!
"That's good. As long as the market opens up, we won't have to worry about not making money."
Just as the two were having a pleasant conversation,
Su Lin's phone rang.
[Uncle Liu called...]
Uncle Liu? Could it be that the money from that tycoon has already arrived? That's fast!
"Uncle Liu, what's the matter?"
Su Lin picked up her phone and pressed the answer button.
"Principal Su, something terrible has happened! Our company account just received remittances from hundreds of multinational corporations..."