Just when Zhang Xingyang and the others stayed up late to analyze the cause of blade damage.

Far on the other side of Blue Star.

Gallic Chicken House, Toulouse.

As an important aerospace center city in Europe, Toulouse has gathered a large number of aerospace-related industrial enterprises.

This includes Safran, which plays an important role in the aerospace field.

Colen picked up a cup of coffee, took a sip, and then looked at Francis, the head of Snecma's materials laboratory sitting opposite him, and asked:

"Why did you go to Longguo this time to purchase so much carbon fiber?

Can’t our own production satisfy Snecma’s appetite?”

Francis does not look like a researcher in a materials laboratory, but like a bad businessman who would sell his soul to the devil:

"The performance of the two-dimensional carbon fiber cloth they produce is better than that produced by our factory in Lyon, but the price is only three-quarters of the Lyon product. Why not use it?"

Francis spread his hands and said that it wasn't that he didn't want to support Lyonnais products, but that Longguo products were simply too fragrant.

As a man who could sell his soul to the devil as long as there was a high profit, Francis didn't feel there was anything wrong with doing so.

Of course, this may not be the case in Column's eyes. After all, the wave of globalization is not so high at this time.

The Iron Curtain between the East and the West has just fallen, and the idea of ​​national protectionism still dominates the minds of most people.

In fields involving military production, this kind of thinking has almost become the instinct of senior managers.

At this time, Gallic Chicken's military production had not completely shrunk, and it was still the only country in continental Europe that could produce all types of military equipment.

A military power capable of producing everything from strategic nuclear submarines to aircraft carriers.

Kelen frowned, looked at the other party with dissatisfaction and accused:

"Francis, we must have a national consciousness. We can grow from the ruins of the post-war era by uniting as one.

This is also important for us not to be completely controlled by Eagle Sauce, otherwise we will be like John Bull.

Become a protectorate under the wings of Eagle Sauce!"

At this time, most of John Bull's domestic military production had shrunk.

Under the previous Iron Lady's operation, many companies that could still produce high-end military products with state support were sold.

Now, all the strategic nuclear missiles needed for their nuclear submarines need to be imported from the Yingjiang family.

Francis really didn't take it seriously, as a businessman with a more business vision.

He could see that since the end of the Cold War, Eagle Sauce has basically completely dominated the order of the world.

What everyone is discussing now is the economic wave of globalization.

Therefore, in the eyes of Francis, people like Column who still cling to nationalism are no longer suitable for this era and will be abandoned by this era sooner or later.

"Sorry, Mr. Colen, Snecma has to consider its own profits.

Unless Safran's factory in Lyon can provide carbon fiber materials with better performance and lower price.

Otherwise we will not abandon our suppliers in Dragon Kingdom."

Although Francis' tone was very polite and courteous, the content of what he said was not as polite as his tone, and could even be said to be very rude.

After all, Safran, as the parent company of Snecma, has a great influence on Snecma.

But what Francis said actually represents the views of some people within Snecma.

This era is after all an era of globalization, and those who are stuck in their ways will eventually be eliminated.

Coren took a deep sip of coffee, then slammed the cup on the table and said:

"You are betraying the country!"

Facing the angry Column, Francis replied nonchalantly:

"Didn't Safran also have a lot of cooperation with Longguo in the aviation field? If you really think about the country, why don't you try those people first?

Or do you mean that what you care about is not the country, but Safran’s interests?!”

In the 1990s, Safran faced the growing aviation market in Dragon Kingdom and launched a lot of business in Dragon Country.

These include the transfer of helicopter automatic driving technology to Longguo and the launch of an engine parts production project. This year, an aircraft engine maintenance training center will be established in Sichuan Province.

Therefore, Kelen's previous remarks are actually worth pondering. Although the other party shouted slogans loudly, he probably had more calculations in his heart than anyone else.

At this time, Coren found it difficult to conceal himself, but his excellent businessman instinct allowed him to maintain his original expression:

"The cooperation between Safran and Longguo will not harm the interests of Gaul. On the contrary, it will open up a huge market for us.

But what about Snecma? In addition to increasing your company’s profits, what other benefits can it achieve?!”

Although Colen's defense seemed somewhat unreasonable to Francis, his evaluation of Snecma was not wrong.

My family knows their own affairs.

Snecma did use materials from the Dragon Kingdom for profit margins, and this matter was actually of no benefit to the country of Gaul.

"We are just for profit, for money, what can you do to me?!"

At this point, Francis didn't want to continue arguing with the other party, so he resorted to cheating tactics.

Coren pointed angrily at the other party, and could only leave one sentence helplessly and furiously:

"You will pay for this!"

Then he turned around and left the cafe.

Wait until you reach a place where you are sure that Francis cannot see you in the cafe.

Then he took out a small brick-like mobile phone and dialed a series of numbers.

After the call was connected, the anger in the coffee shop could not be seen at all, but he said in a very calm tone:

"Your plan failed. They have no intention of returning to your product."

There was a loud and violent curse on the other end of the phone:

"Damn Sicilian dwarves, how dare they not use our goods, or did the people of the Dragon Kingdom cast a spell on them?!"

At this time, the image of the people of the Dragon Kingdom was not very good in the eyes of these traditional Westerners. They were almost always the image of evil wizards.

Coren ignored the other party's annoyance and continued to say calmly:

"The agreed two hundred thousand francs will be transferred to my private account within three days."

"Okay!"

The person on the other end of the phone also calmed down and replied briefly.

Obviously, the two parties have not cooperated once or twice. They are very familiar with the various processes of the transaction and there is not too much wrangling.

After hanging up the phone, Kelen looked at the dim sky and sighed:
Chapter completed!