"Boss, you agree?"

Yang Cheng laughed and said, "Why don't you agree? But you have to consider the opinions of the parties involved. We are talking here in a busy manner. If people don't agree at that time, wouldn't it be useless?"

Eddie excitedly said, "I'm sure to convince him~"

Yang Cheng was helpless, "Then go, but I'm going to have a headache. Mark did a pretty good job, and just drove him away from the TV station, which was a bit inappropriate~"

Eddie understood Yang Cheng's mood and suggested, "I may not be driven away, I can promote him~"

“Is there any open position in the company?”

"I have always been the CEO of MS Short Video, and it just happened to arrange for Mark to go there~"

Yang Cheng thought about it and said that short videos have basically taken shape to the present, and what is needed is steady development rather than expansion. Mark's personality is appropriate. "Yes, I'll talk about this, but you have to talk about Richard Preplera first~"

"I understand~"

...

Not long after Eddie left, the office door was suddenly pushed open and smashed to both sides. A loud noise made a fright, which scared Yang Cheng, who was working in a busy manner. Just as he was about to get angry, Demien rushed in alone under the protection of Hansen and his bodyguards.

Liu Junyu was so scared that his face turned pale and explained to Yang Cheng, "Boss, this lady insisted on breaking in without listening to advice..."

Yang Cheng knew that due to her identity, Hansen and the others did not take tough measures.

He waved his hand and comforted him, "It's okay, you guys go out first~"

Hansen cast a look inquiring, and Yang Cheng gave a positive reply. Everyone then with fear and retreated and closed the door.

Yang Cheng looked at Demien who was frivolous and helplessly, "Ms. Demien, you don't have to take such an extreme approach if you want to see me, right? You're very embarrassed to do this. How can you manage the company in the future?"

Demien hugged her shoulders and smiled playfully, "Do you still know how to save face? I thought you were shameless~"

Yang Cheng didn't know where this tomboy was crazy, so he couldn't get angry, so he could only ask patiently, "Who is shameless? If you have anything, just say it, why don't you sit down and talk slowly?"

Demien did not refuse, followed Yang Cheng to the sofa area and sat down, crossed her legs and said, "Mr. Yang's life is getting more and more comfortable, but have you forgotten something?"

Yang Cheng was stunned for a moment, "What's the matter? Didn't you give me the dividend? No, I personally stared at you and called it, not a single point~"

Demien waved his hand, "It's not about dividends, but something you promised me at the beginning, you promised me~"

Yang Cheng was about to ask back when a company suddenly flashed through his mind and patted his forehead regretfully, "You talk about Aiota Company? I really haven't forgotten it, but I haven't found a good opportunity to start. If I had known that you were so anxious, no matter what, I would have taught them a lesson first~"

This was an excuse. He had really forgotten about Eota's affairs. He had forgotten it so much. If Demien hadn't come to the door, he would have never remembered that there would be such a thing.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly and could make do with the excuses he had come up with temporarily.

Demien isn't stupid, can't he hear it?

"I don't want to hear this nonsense. I just want an answer today. How long will it take to get Aota back?"

Yang Cheng was in a dilemma. To be honest, Aota is neither a listed company nor an ordinary trading company. He is also a person who plays with arms, and he has no shortage of guns and people. He cannot come up with a way to suppress the other party for a while. The best way to do this situation is to wait and wait for the other party to make a voluntary mistake and give a fatal blow.

But now it seems that he can't wait because Demien is out of patience.

He lit a cigar and asked, "How long can you give me at most?"

"One month~"

"That's one month~"

"Are you sure?"

Yang Cheng agreed so simply, Demien became vague instead~

"I'm sure, it's only one month~"

"Okay, then I'll give you a month. In a month, I'll see Aota return to my hands completely~"

Yang Cheng smiled, "Did you forget something? This company is not just yours, but also a part of me~"

Demien was stunned and smiled meaningfully, "Yes, I remembered it wrongly, Iota also has your shares~"

The two of them fell into silence after exploring each other. For a moment, only Yang Cheng's faint sound of smoking a cigar can be heard.

The skyscrapers in Manhattan blocked most of the sunlight. At this time, the two of them were just under the shadows, and at the same time felt a coldness surrounding them.

In the end, Demien broke the silence, "If you need any help, I will only look at the result and ignore the process~"

Yang Cheng pulled the corner of her mouth, "I know~"

"Okay, you're busy, I'm leaving~"

Demien was about to leave, and Yang Cheng stopped him, "Thank you for McCoff~"

"No need to thank you, mutual benefit, I also do my own thing~"

"In fact, we can completely turn this operation into a system~"

"What do you mean?"

"The US military has a large number of equipment that needs to be updated every year, so why are the weapons that can still exert combat effectiveness left?"

Demien's eyes were full of doubt and sat down again, "What are you staring at?"

Yang Cheng was also embarrassed, "I heard that a certain unit was going to retire a batch of F-16s?"

Demien's face changed drastically, "Where did you hear the news?"

Yang Cheng raised his hands high and signaled that he was not threatening, "Hey, don't be nervous, there is no airtight wall in the world. How could there be no news for such a big noise?"

Demien's face was still ugly, "I won't ask if you don't say it, but I must remind you that you can't make enough money, just spend it~"

"OK, but I must emphasize that I only make money that I should make, such as this F-16 fighter that is about to be retired~"

Demien frowned, "Don't think about it, these fighter jets are useful~"

"What is the purpose? Going to the plane cemetery? It's too wasteful, right?"

Demien hesitated for a moment and said, "Since you know the news, it doesn't matter to tell you. This batch of F-16s that are about to be retired will be modified in the target machine, either removing important parts as ground target machine, or installing an unmanned control system and changing it to an air target machine."

Yang Cheng was stunned, "What? Use the F-16 as a target machine? Do you know that they can still roam more than 70% of the world's sky? F-16 can still enter their airspace to seek?"

Demien shrugged, looking strange, "Of course I know, then?"

Yang Cheng was stunned by the question and said with a laugh and cry, "Okay, you rich people, I'm used to being poor and have never seen the world, sorry~"

"You don't have to mock me. This is not something I can decide, but I can only say that this is no longer an isolated case. The F-16 that have been retired in the past few years have become target aircraft, and no one is wasted~"
Chapter completed!