Chapter 385 Defense Contractor

After molesting the immature Alexander, Li Zitao returned to the mansion on the Gold Coast in a happy mood.

There are only servants in the house, and his pet dog and Xiao Jin are both in the "Liberty City," which makes the time a bit boring.

Li Zitao, who had nothing to do, was considering whether to train the little wild horse, when Celia Strauss called home.

"It's really hard to find you. I called your secretary's office more than a dozen times." Celia complained on the phone.

"Recently, my schedule is very full. What's the matter?" Li Zitao asked while sitting on the sofa with his phone in his hand, motioning the servants to leave.

"You're really going to get married." Celia's tone was questioning.

"Oh...it seems that you have received the news, are you coming to my wedding?" Li Zitao slapped his forehead hard after speaking.

What's wrong with him, he can say such things casually, damn it.

"Very good." Sure enough, Celia took this as a provocation and said contemptuously: "It seems that I don't need you anymore, go live a fairytale life with your princess!"

"Damn it." Hearing the silence from the microphone, Li Zitao put the phone on the table with some headaches, wondering if he was sick.

There are still more than ten days before the wedding, and it seems that he can't stop during this time.

"Boss, can you check the list now?" Ava walked in with a stack of documents.

It contains not only the needs and the right list, but also the process of the wedding day, the dishes, and the dress required for the wedding.

Include details such as whether the table is square or round, whether the tablecloth is striped or checked, or opting for a solid color.

These little things can break him down, why do you even care if the table is square or round, don't they have different functions?

"If it's Her Royal Highness, she will definitely ensure all the details." Hearing what Ava said, Li Zitao could only forcefully sit up.

"Francis, give me a cup of espresso, I need to wake myself up." It would be great if Hogg was here now, Li Zitao regretted not bringing him back.

But forget it, it's better to deal with these trivial matters first.

If something went wrong at the wedding, it would not only be Adelaide's regret, but also his life's regret.

After finalizing all the details, Li Zitao's head was in a mess.

"Let's go to the hotel!" He walked out with Ava and got into the car. He planned to go to the hotel to relax.

Hanging out with another woman in his and his fiancée's room was a rare thing to do, the hotel seemed more convenient.

The next day, Li Zitao got on the plane early in the morning.

He was going to Washington to finalize the details of cooperation with the Department of the Army. There were no strings attached, and Skunk officially became one of the defense contractors.

The contract was signed in private, without a press conference, and no one else except the Army, DoD, and Skunks would know.

The Army Air Corps' first order will be on the skunk's conference table after the contract is finalized.

The Ministry of the Army will purchase 30 "Hellcat" models equipped with Tesla Type 2 air-cooled engines for aviation formation.

This fighter is named after the "Hell's Angels" filmed by Hughes.

The Ministry of Defense has been paying attention to it for some time, otherwise the two sides would not have reached an agreement so quickly.

If its performance in the later period is really as good as it was during the visit, a large number of purchase orders will be a certainty.

"It's a pleasant cooperation." Li Zitao signed a contract with MacArthur in the "President's Garden" hotel in Washington.

"It's a pleasant cooperation. I hope this is not a wrong decision." MacArthur was under a lot of pressure in this matter.

But I have to admit that he is a good soldier, at least he has no selfishness in this matter.

The Hellcat was the one they picked out of all the bidders, and it was undeniably the best in terms of performance and performance.

But because of complicated political reasons and skin color, tendencies.

More within the military favor its exclusion,

Pick the next best product.

It was MacArthur who withstood the pressure, and it was he who came to sign the cooperation on behalf of the military.

To be honest, the scene was a little deserted and embarrassing.

Except for the lawyer, only a military representative from MacArthur was present, and no one else showed up.

It seems that everyone knows how to protect themselves wisely, even though they are a group of soldiers.

The brief signing session was over quickly, and the two signed papers before sharing a drink and discussing what's next for the skunk.

The focus of attention is naturally on the turbine engine, and MacArthur has repeatedly mentioned the importance of this new technology.

It seems that although the United States has not joined the League of Nations, the news is still very well informed.

The increasingly tense situation in the world, as well as the war in China in the Far East, made the United States feel the vigilance it should have.

It's just that they are more on the sidelines. The declining economic situation in the country makes it impossible for them to intervene in any international events.

Moreover, so far no one has been able to predict that this kind of laissez-faire will eventually provoke the terrible Second World War.

"I think I should go, you will leave later, right?" Putting the empty wine glass on the table, MacArthur hinted that he did not want to be seen together.

"Yes, I will leave at night." Li Zitao raised his glass and smiled, watching MacArthur's back as he walked out of the room.

"What a boring trick." Putting the cup on the table, Li Zitao complained while sitting on the sofa.

"But it's very effective. People need a process of adaptation and hand over national defense and security to a..." Saliev's expression was a little awkward, making a "you understand" expression.

"Outsiders, I understand what you mean, it's okay." Strange gazes, endless discussions in newspapers, various stories in third-rate tabloids.

He has long been used to it, because this is an unavoidable part of his life, Li Zitao can only choose to ignore it.

Or what, drive an F931 with a machine gun on it, and pull out all the guys who say bad things about him, and sieve the streets?

The greater a person's achievements, the more 'judgment' eyes he will receive.

He doesn't know how others adapt, and his choice is to 'stay away from right and wrong and turn a blind eye. '

Unless someone must jump in front of him to add to his happy mood.

"Boss, I have your phone number. It's a lady named Elena Ji Sassoon." Ava looked at him curiously, thinking, "Where did this bitch come from again, the Sassoon family, why is it such a famous family?" '

"Hi, Elena..." Li Zitao answered the phone with a smile.

He was greeted by various greetings beginning with 'F', which lasted for five or six minutes before Li Zitao put the microphone to his ear again and asked, "Is it over?"

"You want it over? Ha, you want it over now? Then you shouldn't have messed with me in the first place, you bastard, F—"

Li Zitao took the microphone away with an innocent face, and looked at Ava with a look of "you deserve it", really wanting to go up and grab her and fuck her up.

Mamai criticizes me, I just got married, can you stop it a little bit.

"If you don't show up in New York tomorrow, I'll go and talk to Her Royal Highness in person, maybe I'll praise your skills."

Hearing the angry threats on the phone, Li Zitao casually put the receiver on the sofa, rubbed his forehead and said, "Don't bother with the phone anymore, I just want to be quiet now."