NFBE Chapter 227 I say Boss Ye has great opinions
Chapter 227 I say Boss Ye has great opinions
When Lin Lan stood on the deck of the yacht and waved goodbye to the residents of the outer area, his deck was already filled with many river delicacies and various gifts.
"I didn't expect you to be quite popular, my familiar."
After the yacht sailed away, August walked out of the cabin with a smile. With a wave of his hand, he put all the river gifts that were piled up like a hill into the storage space of the ship.
"I didn't expect it to be like this. I just did what I had to do."
Lin Lan shrugged and said that he really didn't expect that after just staying in the outer area for such a while, someone would find out and send so many things.
Even he himself didn't expect that he would be so popular in the outer area.
"Let Nuremberg take these to the canteen later. The value is not high, but after all, it is the kindness of so many people."
Lin Lan looked at August, whose long gray-purple hair was blown by the wind, and then became sleepy, making him stretch out and yawn:
"Okay, I have to go back to the cabin and sleep for a while. Remember to call me when you get to the port area."
"Hehehe~ Do you need me to provide you with a knee pillow?"
"Spare me. If I sleep on your lap, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep at all."
Of course, he did not escape the fate of sleeping on a lap pillow in the end, but it was provided by today's secretary ship Tirpitz.
Under the gentle caressing face of Tirpitz, the lonely queen of the north, Lin Lan fell into a deep sleep.
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Haifeng City, Tomahawk military mecha production industrial base.
The sky was suppressed by thick clouds, and the air was filled with the smell of metal and gunpowder slag.
A large amount of black industrial waste gas in the factory area is discharged into the sky through the towering chimneys, making the already gloomy sky even darker.
In this depressing industrial area, the noisy buzzing sound is endless, and moving vehicles come and go one after another.
In the factory building with the Tomahawk logo, busy workers are concentrating on controlling various instruments.
The bright sparks produced by the cutting of steel burst out from time to time, indicating that this place is now operating at full capacity.
As the United States of Oran has a history of manufacturing mechas for hundreds of years, it already has a mature industrial system for manufacturing mechas.
It was just due to the supply of rare raw materials and many important confidential design drawings that were destroyed in the Siren's raid.
That's why the major consortiums of the Zhuhai Chamber of Commerce have now given up their plans to build Tyrant mechas.
But even so, various types of combat mechas can still allow mecha pilots to obtain combat effectiveness that far exceeds their own by several times.
One after another, combat mechas with the Tomahawk logo printed on them were assembled on the assembly line. After passing quality inspection, they were lined up in rows, loaded onto transport trucks one by one, and hauled to various cities.
In order to prepare for the upcoming war in the Western Continent, Tomahawk Military Industry has begun mass production of combat mechas and various weapons.
Ye Zhanke, the big boss of Tomahawk Military Industry, was sitting in the center of the conference room of Tomahawk Building in Haifeng City, having a pre-war voice conference with general agents from other cities.
Ye Zhanke was wearing a black suit. Against his strong inverted triangle figure, the dozen or so headquarters officials sitting in other positions looked very weak.
The sunglasses covered his eyes, but they could not hide the ferocious temperament exuding from his body, a temperament born from the battlefield.
Behind him, his exclusive guard, a cold man also wearing black sunglasses, with a scabbard hanging on his waist, stood as straight as a pine tree.
"Above, all the military forces possessed by each city have been reported. Boss Ye is invited to speak."
After a senior official from the group headquarters finished reporting to the general agents in other cities, he looked at Ye Zhanke and said cautiously.
After clearing his throat, Ye Zhanke sat up from his original position of leaning on the seat, took off his sunglasses, and exposed his eyes.
After scanning the circle of officials present with a sword-like gaze and the silent online voice signs of the general agents of each city on the big screen in front of him, Ye Zhanke slowly spoke:
"Everyone, I, Ye Zhanke, would like to take this opportunity to say a few words."
"This continent, the Western Continent, has witnessed dozens of large-scale wars in the past dynasties. It is difficult to discuss the rights and wrongs."
"But everyone who knows the history of Oran should know that it is on this western continent that determines the rise and fall of many generations of forces and financial groups. One rises and the other falls."
"So there has been a saying since ancient times that if you want to conquer Oran, you must first stabilize the Western Continent."
"It was exactly twenty years ago that I started from scratch, founded Tomahawk Military Industry, monopolized the military industry market, and became the most powerful military-industrial consortium in the Western Continent."
Ye Zhanke's hoarse and low voice resounded in the lonely and silent conference room.
At the same time, it was also conveyed to the offices of Tomahawk Military General Agents in various cities through online voice.
"Many of you have doubts about my decision to launch a war against the Tianou Group and the Navy. I have long been clear about it."
"I don't understand why you are all discussing that the Tianou Group has great influence. The strength of the Oran Navy Ship Girl cannot be underestimated. The Sirens may take advantage of the chaos to break into the land."
"It's as if this war is doomed to be a disaster for us."
When he said this, there were already two officials from the Tomahawk Military Industrial Headquarters, trembling in their seats.
Because this is what they discuss in private.
Ye Zhanke caught the expressions on the faces of the two people, chuckled disdainfully, and continued:
"Fourteen years ago, our Tomahawk military industry joined the Candle Sea Chamber of Commerce. I personally led tens of thousands of mecha troops. With an unstoppable offensive, we destroyed the old Oran regime in all parts of the Western Continent in just one year."
"Everywhere our mecha troops go, the people wholeheartedly welcome us. We really have the best time."
"The state of vigorous vitality and all things competing for the first time is still before our eyes."
"In just fourteen years, will our powerful Tomahawk military industry stop at sharing the Western Continent equally with Tianou Group and the Navy?"
Just when Ye Zhanke raised his voice and talked about the origin.
In the Tomahawk Building office far away in Lanjiang City, a general agent of Tomahawk Military Industry, who was mixed with Liaozhou people and Oran people, had a disdainful expression on his face and whispered to the Liaozhou assistant next to him in Liaozhou dialect. Make complaints:
"It's really funny. He's full of farts. Who would mess with him if it's not to make money?"
The assistant also showed a disdainful smile.
But just when the general agent of Lanjiang City thought that his low-pitched complaints were not noticed, Ye Zhanke's voice suddenly sounded, making the general agent named Feng Yu'an stand on his head with fear.
"Feng Yu'an, what are you talking about?"
Ye Zhanke, whose speech was interrupted by mutterings, saw whose voice recognition flashed, and immediately called out the name of the general agent of Lanjiang City in annoyance and questioned him fiercely.
For a moment, both the officials in the conference room and the general agents of the Tomahawk military industry in other cities held their breath, and the entire language channel was silent for an instant.
The person involved, Feng Yu'an, felt his heart jump to his throat. He did not expect that the headquarters' communication system would be so sensitive.
But time waits for no one. After Feng Yuan's brain was running rapidly, he suddenly seemed to have thought of some good idea. He said with a smile in an extremely flattering tone:
"Back to Boss Ye, I just told my assistant in Liaozhou that Boss Ye is really far-sighted and insightful."
Obviously, Feng Yuan's words touched the horse's ass, making Ye Zhanke's original fierce expression look a little better.
After snorting softly, Ye Zhanke did not cause any more trouble to Feng Yuan and continued:
"We have the strongest and most efficient military industry assembly line in the entire Oran. In order to prepare for war, we have now begun full-capacity production and put one mecha after another into the army."
"The allies of the Eastern Continent's Chamber of Commerce have also promised to provide us with a large amount of assistance and resources to help us completely defeat and annex the useless Tianou Group, so that the old diehards in the Navy Department can completely understand the situation!"
When Ye Zhanke said this, he stood up from his seat, slapped the table, and concluded in a loud and passionate tone:
"No matter how you put it, in this war, Tomahawk Military Industry will use a powerful torrent of mechas to sweep away Tianou Group and the Navy. The advantage lies with me!"
“Congratulations, Boss Ye!!!”
Applause broke out instantly after a brief silence, and all the Tomahawk military industry officials and the Tomahawk military industry general agents in various cities shouted in unison.