Now, with Elder Lin's words, Chen Dong finally dispelled his concerns.
Encouraged by the crowd, Chen Dong voiced his other concerns.
"Secondly, whether I do business or barter in Russia, I'm afraid I'll offend a lot of people."
“In necessary situations, I may take some extreme self-defense actions to protect myself.”
"Of course, these matters are handled by the bodyguards I hired in Russia, and will not involve China."
"However, if such a thing happens, I'm worried that someone will come looking for me and cause me trouble after I return to China."
As he spoke, Chen Dong's emotions became more and more stable.
He loves his country and wants to do something for China, and he has already taken action.
But all of this is based on the premise that Chen Dong is still a living person.
After all, if Chen Dong died in Russia, then everything would be over.
Don't even mention bartering for the plane to come back; in the end, the only thing that will come back is Chen Dong's ashes.
Upon hearing this, Old Lin frowned slightly.
Just as Old Lin was about to speak, the irritable old man with the beard slammed his hand on the table and decisively said, "Kid, what are you afraid of? It's easy to fish in troubled waters. Russia is in complete chaos. You're just trying to protect yourself. Let's see who can say a word against you!"
Old Lin glared at the bearded old man: "Don't talk nonsense. If Xiao Chen were as reckless as you, something bad would have happened long ago."
Chen Dong couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.
These old folks, whose mere stomp could shake the entire nation, were joking with each other, and he had no right to say anything.
This grumpy old man, though his words were rough, made sense, only he was a bit too fierce.
At this moment, Old Lin slowly said, "Young Chen, do you know the significance of what you are about to do for China?"
Chen Dong hesitated slightly, unsure of what Elder Lin's intentions were.
So Chen Dong could only shake his head, too embarrassed to make any wild analysis.
Chen Dong's idea was actually very simple: he wanted to bring the fighter jets back to China to enhance China's capabilities in this area.
Old Lin picked up a cup of tea and said with a faint smile, "You've established channels with Russia. As far as I know, the fighter jets you've received in exchange must be downgraded versions."
"They won't sell you the weapons along with the plane, they'll only give you the aircraft."
"Even so, the aircraft's engines and other important instruments are still there. These things from Russia are decades ahead of what we Chinese have!"
"So, as long as you get the fighter jets back, leave the rest to us."
At this point, Old Lin took a sip of tea.
While drinking tea, Old Lin glanced at an elderly man sitting in the corner.
The old man was dressed in very ordinary work clothes. If he weren't sitting here, he would look exactly like a car mechanic walking down the street.
The elderly man in work clothes noticed Lin's gaze and laughed heartily.
Immediately afterwards, he nodded to Old Man Lin, as if he had tacitly agreed to something.
Chen Dong was completely baffled.
In fact, Chen Dong only knew Lin Lao's identity from inside the house.
As for the others, Chen Dong didn't know what they were doing at this stage.
However, Chen Dong had a premonition.
This seemingly ordinary old man is actually the biggest boss among big shots.
Sure enough, after seeing the old man nod, Old Lin visibly breathed a sigh of relief.
Old Lin put down his teacup and smiled at Chen Dong, saying, "Young Chen, based on what you've done, as long as you don't make any major mistakes, you will receive the protection of China."
The protection of China!
These five short words carry the weight of a thousand pounds!
Glug...
Chen Dong's Adam's apple bobbed suddenly, then he nodded emphatically: "Alright, Elder Lin, gentlemen, I understand."
Old Lin called the man with the buzz cut over and said, "Jiang Fan, from now on, if Xiao Chen encounters any difficulties, you should step in and resolve them."
Jiang Fan, the man with the buzz cut, said he understood.
With the matter mostly settled, Chen Dong was about to leave.
As they parted, Old Lin held Chen Dong's hand and said reluctantly, "When you're done with these things, remember to come and have tea with us old folks. Of course, we'll be happy if you don't mind us being a bit boring."
"Mr. Lin, please...please don't make me feel so bad."
Throughout China, the number of people who have received this honor can probably be counted on one hand.
Shortly after, Chen Dong and Wolong left the room, preparing to return.
Jiang Fan saw the two out and gave Chen Dong a phone number.
Jiang Fan said, "This number can be reached anytime, anywhere, 24 hours a day."
"If it's for the sake of this business, just let me know if you need me to step in."
Chen Dong nodded.
At this moment, Chen Dong said, "Oh, right. Please tell Mr. Lin that I don't want too much media attention, as it will affect my business. So, if the media reports on the donation of the airplane afterward, please omit my name."
"Okay." Jiang Fan nodded.
In fact, Chen Dong's worry was unnecessary.
Out of concern for Chen Dong's safety, Elder Lin and his group will definitely try to control the media coverage.
They would not allow a patriotic businessman like Chen Dong to be thrust into the limelight.
Even if it were to be made public, that would be at least a hundred years from now.
And so, Chen Dong and Wolong drove away.
...
Inside the simple study, Mr. Lin and his companions were still chatting.
Although Chen Dong left, Elder Lin and the others did not end the meeting.
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