He Lide was reminded of this and suddenly remembered. He slapped his forehead and said with a smile, "That's right! Why didn't I think of that?"
"That kid is very brave, and he acts recklessly and decisively."
"Then, is it possible for us to purchase that advanced bomber from him?"
Prince Surtan nodded and said, "Yes, I also received intelligence that he has accepted the invitation of the Paris Air Show to participate in the air show early next year. It is possible that Miracle Group will launch that new bomber."
"After all, the F16 fighter jet was like this before. Although it was a castrated version, it was still very delicious."
He Lide smiled and said, "My dear Prince, the defense budget for Sartre next year is around 24.8 billion US dollars. This bomber should be included on the top of the procurement catalog."
"Secondly, we should look at other aspects of army equipment and procure a batch of advanced tanks and armored vehicles."
"After all, the current situation in the Middle East is too unstable, and we need to strengthen our armaments."
Prince Surtan's eyes were solemn, and he sighed, "Brother, I understand."
......
December 6th.
The Xiangjiang River was shrouded in a thin layer of mist in the early morning, and the air was filled with a hint of tension and anticipation.
On this day, Miracle Group was about to hold a globally-anticipated press conference, attracting a large influx of media reporters from around the world.
In the cafe next to the Hilton Hotel in Hong Kong, there is a bustling crowd and the air is filled with the rich aroma of coffee.
In the window seat, Ryan and Wales were talking in low voices.
Ryan picked up the coffee cup, took a sip, frowned slightly, and looked through the glass window at the towering Hilton Hotel in the distance.
"Ryan, do you know what Miracle Group is going to announce this time?" Wales lowered his voice with a hint of doubt in his tone.
Ryan shook his head, put down his coffee cup, and whispered, "This time they've invited reporters from all the major media outlets around the world. It's an unprecedented event. Even some of the top TV stations have sent teams."
"I heard that even people from CNN and BBC came."
"Oh my god!"
Ryan couldn't help but exclaim, and although his voice was very low, one could still hear the shock in his heart.
"Wales, what exactly does Miracle Group want to do?"
"Surprisingly, such a big scene has been created. It seems that our gains on this trip must be quite big."
Wales nodded, glanced at the other people in the cafe, and patted Ryan's shoulder lightly, signaling him to pay attention to his surroundings.
Ryan followed his gaze and found that the cafe was almost full of people, and most of them were colleagues - reporters, photographers, cameramen from all over the world, and even some well-known TV stations.
"Fuck! With so many people here, if I'm not quick enough, I might not even get to drink the soup."
Ryan smiled bitterly and shook his head, with a hint of helplessness in his tone.
Wales sighed and whispered, "Big news about Miracle Group, too many people are paying attention to it."
"After all, once it's released and printed, it basically sells well."
"When the time comes, we must be alert and not miss any details."
at the same time.
Similar scenes are constantly unfolding in major hotels in Hong Kong.
Reporters gathered in twos and threes, discussing the upcoming press conference in low voices.
Some people had already set up the cameras and were adjusting the equipment; some were holding notebooks and recording something quickly.
The whole of Hong Kong seemed to have become a huge news battlefield, and everyone was ready to get a piece of the pie in this news feast.
According to statistics, there are thousands of reporters and media outlets flocking to the event. Some reporters and TV station teams are even on planes heading to Hong Kong and have not yet arrived.
Over time.
In the evening, 8:00 sharp.
The conference hall of the Hilton Hotel was brightly lit and packed with people.
The audience was filled with Hong Kong business celebrities, European and American technology giants, and a group of curious reporters.
The air was filled with tension and excitement, as if everyone was expecting some earth-shattering invention.
Ryan and Wales sat in the front row, holding the recorder and camera tightly in their hands, their hearts beating fast, waiting for the big news that was about to be revealed.
Suddenly, the lights dimmed and the whole place was silent.
Then, a spotlight shone on the center of the stage, and Bao Junyi, the founder of Miracle Group, strode onto the stage, holding a silver gadget that was a little smaller than a "big brother" in his hand.
"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the historic moment of Miracle Group!" Bao Junyi's voice was loud and confident.
There was a burst of applause from the audience, but it soon quieted down, and everyone stared at the "little brick" in his hand.
"Today, I want to introduce to you a revolutionary product - the miracle phone!" Bao Junyi raised the "little brick" in his hand, a proud smile on his face.
There was an uproar in the audience.
"Can this thing make phone calls?" someone whispered.
"Oh my god, how heavy is this ground?"
Bao Junyi seemed to have anticipated everyone's reaction. He smiled slightly and continued, "Yes, this phone weighs about 860 grams and can talk for two hours on a full charge."
"Although it still looks a bit... well, heavy, it's definitely the starting point for future communications!"
Some people in the audience couldn't help laughing, but were soon attracted by Bao Junyi's next words.
"Imagine a future where you can make calls anytime, anywhere, without being tied to a landline."
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