"Alexei!" In a hotel in the capital, Ilyasov met his old friend and former rival Alexei Leonkov.

"Askar!" Leonkov took a step forward and gave Ilyasov a big hug.

At this moment, Ilyasov felt a little ridiculous.

Another friend whom I had not seen for more than ten years unexpectedly met again in China.

Compared with the gray-haired Ilyasov, Alexei dyed his hair black and wore a crisp suit. He looked very energetic. The age difference between the two was only four or five years, but at a glance, they looked like they were different.

A lifetime ago.

Working in this industry to make yourself look more energetic seems to be a professional requirement.

However, Ilyasov still saw deep fatigue in his old friend's eyes.

"Thank you for coming, Askar." Leonkov took Ilyasov's hand and said, "I didn't intend to disturb you, but several of the experts on the other side are your students. Maybe you

There is a way to convince them..."

"I'll try my best." Ilyasov smiled bitterly, "I can't say what kind of influence I have on them."

"How could it be possible? I've heard about it. After you arrived in China, you received a very grand reception!" Leonkov said.

Ilyasov was stunned for a moment, and then he understood why he, a guy who had been away from the front line for more than ten years, was taken so seriously.

It turned out to be here.

For a moment, Ilyasov didn't know how to explain to Leonkov.

More than twenty years ago, the two gradually took different paths. Ilyasov slowly gave up his job in the design bureau and returned to campus, placing his hope in the next generation.

Leonkov has been working on the front line of fighter aircraft design.

However, for them, the design and manufacturing of front-line fighter jets are becoming more and more difficult and increasingly stretched.

With the repeated cuts in military spending, various equipment continues to become obsolete, and supporting facilities and workers are gradually lost...

What lies in front of Leonkov gradually becomes a difficult task for a clever woman to make a meal without straw.

Only by selling armaments to foreign countries can we subsidize some household expenses.

Arms is a huge market, but the United States occupies most of the market. The real big share has been earned by the United States.

Looking around, there are die-hard American guys all around, and there are not many countries where Russia can sell its equipment.

China happens to be one of their exporting countries, partly because the two countries need this kind of bond to maintain their relationship, and partly because China still needs to learn their superior technologies from them.

But the problem is that in the past two years, China has replaced Russia and become the world's second largest arms exporter, second only to the United States. It has already mass-produced fighter jets that surpassed the Su-35.

Why buy it now that you already have it?

This is where the problem lies.

And more importantly, how to sell arms to a country that hardly needs to buy arms?

Of course it can only be sold as a tie-in.

The only technology where China still has a significant gap with Russia is engine technology.

China still has a certain gap in the two technologies of three-dimensional thrust vector engines for light fighter jets and large military turbofan engines for heavy fighter jets.

China hopes that Russia will transfer these two technologies and in return, it can purchase some aircraft. But the problem is that these two technologies are the foundation of Russia and they will not sell them under any circumstances.

The negotiations are deadlocked here.

Russia hopes to transfer some other technologies, which is why this negotiation came about.

China has sent some experts to evaluate the technologies provided by Russia to see if any of them are worth spending money on.

Leonkov hopes Ilyasov can help convince Chinese experts that these technologies are still valuable.

"The next things you come into contact with are confidential information and cannot be disclosed to anyone." Leonkov took out a thick stack of information and placed it in front of Ilyasov. "All information can only be disclosed to anyone."

In this room, you cannot take it out of the room..."

Ilyasov took out the information and read it. As he looked at it, unspeakable sadness kept pouring out.

These technologies are almost at the bottom of the box in Russia, except for a few key engine technologies.

If these things are really sold, Russia will have no wealth left.

But if you sell it, you can get some more money. If you don't sell it, in three to five years, these things will be useless to China.

But the question is, will China spend so much money to buy it in order to save three to five years?

The room was quiet, except for the sound of flipping through papers, and the only sound left was the sound of human breathing.

It took a full day for Ilyasov to understand the details of these technologies.

In fact, he has already been exposed to most of these technologies.

After reading it once, he had found several key points and had a clue in his mind.

The next day, negotiations officially began.

An expert team composed of Ilyasov and several other Russian experts participated in the negotiations together with the Chinese expert team and military procurement leaders.

When Ilyasov walked into the conference room and saw Gu Xiaobai sitting in the corner, his eyes almost popped out.

Why is this guy here?

In the conference room, four or five experts were surrounding Gu Xiaobai to greet him.

"Xiaobai, how did you sleep last night? Have you read all the information?"

"Well, fortunately, I can't play with my mobile phone, and I didn't bring any textbooks, so I went to bed at eight o'clock in the evening." Gu Xiaobai was a little bored.

If I had known that my cell phone would be taken away and I would not be able to communicate with the outside world, I would not have come so early.

"You went to bed at eight o'clock? You probably didn't read the information, right?" said a man next to him whose hair didn't have as many teeth as a comb.

"Hey, hey, hey, my little guy is reading the information, unlike you old guys who need to read it at night. I think Xiaobai can finish reading the information in half an hour..." He Shisong was so proud that he seemed to be praising himself.

"Really? Young people are so kind. When I was young, I could remember it at a glance..." The comb-toothed man smoothed his hair.

"Bah, just brag, I don't believe you can remember this thing just by looking at it! Just don't flatter yourself..."

The atmosphere is quite relaxed.

"Why is he here!" Ilyasov asked Leonkov.

Leonkov said: "By the way, you also know Gu Xiaobai... This is great. Can you ask Gu Xiaobai if he can help us shoot a MV..."

"You asked Gu Xiaobai to help you shoot the MV?" Ilyasov almost couldn't help but complain.

Leonkov was also particularly helpless.

Not only Su-35, but also Su-57 is like his child.

But not long ago, the Su-57 was also teased by Gu Xiaobai into a state of embarrassment.

So far, the only fifth-generation mobile phone in the world has been teased by Gu Xiaobai.

Although this news has not spread on a large scale, it has long been widely known among military fans.

How could he have a good look on someone who slapped him in the face?

But there is no way.

Now Gu Xiaobai is the number one weapons salesman in the world.
Chapter completed!