Chapter 426 Sword Opening Line 1

Such a garden view, in the eyes of the staff of the "Babylon" branch of the military industrial enterprise, may be regarded as a pleasant scenery and pleasing to the eye, but in Tang Fang's view, there is clearly a strong sense of disobedience that cannot be resolved. It's not that the environment is not good enough, it's that the arms trade is too incompatible with the poetic scenery, as if heaven and hell are forcibly blended together, which makes people feel so unhappy from the bottom of their hearts. =top=point=small-say .

Of course, he has no control over how the Star Alliance government plans the "Sky Garden", perhaps because it has the word "Garden" in its name. "Babylon" brought huge tax revenues, and the Star Alliance government reciprocated, so it carefully built such a picturesque business park.

Arms and beautiful scenery, war and peace, intrigues and the peace of time... Tang Fang suddenly felt that this scene was very ironic. He wanted to laugh but couldn't laugh, wanted to get angry but felt it was unreasonable, so his walking posture was always a little awkward. Looking from behind, it looks like a lame young man.

Howson grinned again and again, he wanted to laugh but didn't dare to, because Aros' side face next to him was as cold as a piece of ice, sending out bursts of chill.

There are not many pedestrians on the clean street, only a few small electric cars parked under the trees alone, and a few merchants are sitting in the rest area of ​​the tall buildings on both sides, drinking coffee and quietly watching the 4 people who are strolling. people, guessing about their goals and purposes. The 4 people are all wearing military uniforms. Under normal circumstances, they should be military generals sent by a country to purchase from "Babylon". However, the strange thing is that the national emblems on the military uniforms of several people have been torn off, and it is impossible to figure out the origin.

Ward Heavy Industry, Iga Industry, Blackthorn Ship Industry, Eco-Sowopuna Group, Gustas Aerospace Technology Group... Various Star Alliance and non-Star Alliance military industries are lined up on both sides of the street, with different styles, The external glass curtain walls of high-rise buildings of different shapes face the high-altitude "artificial sun", reflecting round after round of seven-color rainbow light.

The office of the "Roamer Technology Consortium" in the "Sky Garden" is a 20-meter-high independent building with a silver ring shape. The glass doors and windows facing the hall are spotless. Light can be used as a guide, shining brightly like a mirror that refracts sunlight.

The person in charge of the reception at the front desk is a young girl in her 20s, wearing a pure white suit and skirt. Seeing Tang Fang and the others enter the hall, she immediately got up with a smile and said, "Hi, welcome."

"Is Conan Christian there?"

The Conan Christian mentioned by Tang Fang is the person in charge of the "Babylon" branch of the "Wanderer Technology Consortium".

The girl was slightly taken aback. The branch established by the "Roamer Technology Consortium" in "Babylon" is not just an office like "Jakartapur", but a branch of a large scale, responsible for the entire enterprise's foreign trade and cooperation. Science and technology complex "an important department of the entire group company,

For things like business negotiations, unless it is a large and huge transaction, it is impossible for Conan Christian to come forward in person.

Also, what kind of weird combination are these four people in front of me? The young man who spoke was only two or three years older than her, but why did she feel an inexplicable oppressive feeling? You must have keen insight, strong adaptability, and strong psychological quality to work in such a position. What kind of big shots have never been seen before, corporate tycoons, large arms dealers, pirate bosses, generals of sovereign states... She has seen them all. But no one is like the young man in front of him.

From the perspective of etiquette, as a customer, it is somewhat disrespectful to call the manager by his name, but the strange thing is, from his indifferent and peaceful eyes, it seems that all this is taken for granted.

Take a detailed look at a few people. The girl realized that she was wrong. The sense of oppression she felt just now did not come from the young man, but from the burly veteran behind him with a cigar in his mouth, ignoring the no-smoking sign on the wall. I have felt it on the pirate leader. But... there is something different, if the pirate boss I have seen in the past is a vicious tiger, the veteran is a dozing lion with squinted eyes.

"Is Corey Christian there?"

The girl was awakened by the question, and turned her gaze to the young man at the front again. After thinking for a while, she whispered, "Yes."

Tang Fang walked to the rest area next to him, ignoring the scrutiny and apprehension of a black man who was as thin as a bamboo pole, and while he sat down slowly, he ordered: "Please contact him if you are tired, just say...'Morning Star Casting' Tang Fang came to pay a visit."

"Morning Star Casting...Tang Fang..." The girl muttered a few words, searching through all her memories, there was no reservation information about "Morning Star Casting". As for the name "Tang Fang", she was somewhat familiar.

"Okay, please wait." The girl quickly turned on the communication device and tried to contact Corey Christian's assistant.

The four of Tang Fang and Aros sat down side by side. During this process, the captain found a not-so-abnormal anomaly. Shaking his hands, the coffee in the cup splashed a little, and a brown stain was stained on the cuff of his pure white shirt. Adding a touch of thick oil paint to the black and white background painting looked a little ridiculous, because the oil paint was much darker than his The charcoal-like face is still eye-catching.

Tang Xiang cast him a kind smile, the corners of the black man's mouth twitched a few times, and he slowly opened his mouth, revealing his neat teeth with a little smoke stains, and smiled somewhat reluctantly.

"Hello, Tang Fang..."

The captain suddenly found this very interesting. It has only been one and a half months since he left "Jakartapur" and now, but he did not expect the black man to have heard the name "Morning Star Casting". It is really more and more interesting. Is it possible that a company with only a name and no shape will enter the field of vision of the "Babylon" business organizations so quickly, if there is no one behind the scenes to fuel the flames?

Taking the content of the communication with Walton a few days ago as an example, he and Joey did receive a lot of minerals with the hundreds of millions of star coins in the account within half a month after the morning star left, but later with With the passage of time, the prices of iridium-containing minerals and cesium-containing minerals have risen like a rocket, and some mining companies who have established trading intentions with Walton through business platforms even tried to pay liquidated damages that were several times the deposit and violated the contract. If there is no trick in it, the ghost will believe it.

Tang Fang was very curious. Who is behind the scenes, Iga Industry? Or O'Neill? Or other shipbuilding companies?

He looked up at the huge "Rover Technology Consortium" icon on the background wall behind the receptionist, frowned indistinctly, and then stretched out, maybe the "Rover Technology Consortium" would be unhappy with the existence of "Morning Star Foundry" , but at the time of the "Jakartapur" star system. He has helped Johnny a lot, and even Clement, who is seen by outsiders as a pro-"Iga Industry" star port capital, has died and lost his reputation.

Under such a background, if he is a high-level executive of the "Wanderer Technology Consortium", the most sensible thing to do is to wait and see what happens. After all, "Morning Star Foundry" has already feuded with "Iga Industry", and O'Neill is in the way. In the future, there will inevitably be a commercial battle between the two sides. If the "Morning Star Foundry" collapses, the "Wanderer Technology Consortium" will have no loss. If "Iga Industry" collapses, it may be able to fish in troubled waters and pry a few big customers over.

He didn't believe that Johnny didn't disclose his abilities to the high-level executives of the "Roamer Technology Consortium". Johnny and Newton Bell were the mediators of the "Lokia Incident", so he should have a better understanding of his character and ability right.

Also, he didn't come to "Babylon" this time empty-handed. If he wanted to use the commercial resources of the "Rover Technology Consortium" to accomplish the goal of this trip, he would naturally have to give others a taste of sweetness. The ship manufacturing craft of the Mongya Empire cannot be sold, but some land vehicle manufacturing crafts. And the wreckage of Ypsilon can be sold to them at a discount.

Unless Corey Christian was stupid, he would choose to provoke him instead of picking up the ready-made bargain.

Tang Fang was sure of one thing. He could think of it, and the high-level executives of the "Wanderer Technology Consortium" must also be able to think of it. This is why he came to the door without even thinking about it. Smart people often do business very neatly. Only those small vendors in the vegetable market who don't know how to take care of their customers will fight with their parents for a dime.

"Hello, Rutherford."

The black man didn't expect that Tang Fang would take the initiative to greet him, and it took him a while to react, so he quickly calmed down and replied. His self-regulation is great. It can be seen that he is a well-educated person, but he just lowered his head when talking, and didn't dare to look Tang Fang in the eyes, which seemed a bit impolite.

"oh."

Tang Fang stopped talking. He keenly noticed a phenomenon. The receptionist seemed to be a little unwelcome to Rutherford. When he occasionally looked up at the rest area, he would always look at black people with disgust and fear. He was even more hesitant to speak, with a contradictory expression of wanting to explain something, but didn't know where to start, which made him a little curious, what is the origin of Rutherford, and what is the purpose of coming to the "Rover Technology Complex"?

Of course, he won't ask too much, because it has nothing to do with him. The captain has always been afraid of trouble, especially when it comes to irrelevant matters.

Three minutes later, the elevator door opened, and a clean-shaven handsome man in a suit and leather shoes walked out with two entourages, scanned the lobby, and walked towards the rest area.

Tang Fang sat on the sofa facing the street, with his back to the elevator. He couldn't see the person behind him, but he could hear footsteps. The sound of the leather shoes hitting the floor was dull and steady, which showed that the person coming was very confident, but the rhythm was a little faster. It should not be very old, at least younger than Johnny, and I think it is the limit to be 5 or 6 years older than myself.

A manager in his 30s? If it is an ordinary small company or small business, it may be the heirs and grandchildren of the big boss, but it is obviously impossible for a large arms company like the "Rover Technology Consortium". If he guessed right, it should be Corey Christian's assistant.

Therefore, he didn't move, and sat on the sofa comfortably. This has nothing to do with etiquette, but with status. At any rate, he is the boss of "Morning Star Foundry". Even Corey Christian and his like are just the person in charge of the branch company, and his status is not as good as those on the board of directors. assistant manager.

In fact, Tang Fang is not a high-profile person, but after the "Jakartapur" made such a commotion, his existence has gradually entered the eyes of Star Alliance merchants and high-level politicians. Under such a background, if he continues to keep a low profile , On the contrary, it makes people feel that he is artificial, it is better to be proud, which will help to enhance the image of "Morning Star Casting".

He looked reserved. Rutherford, who was not far away, stood up all of a sudden, and quickly walked towards the three people who came out of the elevator.

Tang Fang noticed a detail, and Rutherford was in a hurry, but he still didn't forget to tidy up his sleeves so that the coffee stains turned to the side, so that it would not be easy to be noticed.

The captain's view of race is still in the early 21st century. A black man who pays so much attention to personal hygiene and communication details made him lose his mind for a moment. It turns out... the attribute of cleanliness has nothing to do with race...

"Mr. White, I'm Rutherford from the Tarno Group... May I ask if Mr. Corey is there?"

"I'm sorry, the manager has not returned yet after he went out to discuss cooperation matters. Otherwise, he would not have arranged for me to receive Mr. Tang Fang." The wunderkind assistant White not only has excellent work ability, but also has a distinctive voice, slightly hoarse, and Slow and moderate speaking speed. There seems to be a kind of magic power, which makes people feel inexplicable kindness and relaxation after listening to it.

Tang Fang felt that this person must be a master at picking up girls, and a person suddenly appeared in his mind, Beckham, yes, that is the No. The level of cargo kicking is not low. Is the ability to kick a woman equally familiar?

"Mr. White... there is no need for this matter..."

Before Rutherford could finish speaking, the two men who came down with White had already stood in front of him like a door leaf.

"I'm sorry. I really can't help you with this matter. When the manager comes back, I will definitely contact your company first." White David said with an apologetic expression, his expression was very sincere, his eyes were very clear, as clear as if the brightness had bottomed out of cold pool water. Let no one live without the slightest doubt.

It's a pity that Tang Fang couldn't see this scene, he sat very reserved, the right half of his face was submerged in the choking snuff of inferior cigars. Finally, he couldn't help turning his head, but he didn't look at White David who was walking behind him. Instead, he bared his teeth and looked at Aros next to him, without saying a word.

The old soldier frowned, with a sense of resignation and reluctance in his eyes, he took away half of the cigar, and extinguished it vigorously on the glass coffee table without an ashtray.

This insignificant movement between the two of them seemed very natural, so natural that it seemed as if they opened their eyes in the morning and saw the first ray of sunlight slipping into the room through the gap in the curtains.

White David's steps suddenly became a little messy. Tang Fang didn't say anything or do anything, but he seemed to have said and done everything. He didn't know why, the silent communication between the two people in front made him shudder for no reason, it felt like someone drew a line of the peerless fierce sword, and then quickly closed it, there was no cold light, no sword light, only a wisp of it If there is any murderous intent, although it is not much, it is enough to disturb his state of mind.

One of White David's favorite sports is fencing. Compared with ordinary people, he has a pair of extremely sharp eyes and sensitive intuition. This is his specialty, and it is also the ability that an assistant should have. He had heard of this name a long time ago, but he didn't pay attention to it. However, at this moment, he found that his superior vision could not see through the depth of that young man who was several years younger than him.

"If you dare to ask, it's Mr. Tang." He approached the sofa, and his original friendly expression became more respectful.

Tang Fang turned his body sideways, turned his head to look at him a few times, and stood up with a smile: "I am Tang Fang."

White David was in a trance for a while, and asked himself if he had thought wrong just now. The young man surnamed Tang gave people a very humble and polite impression from the front.

"White, White Davide."

He extended his right hand to shake hands with Tang Fang, and met Aros, Howson, and Tang Lin before he bowed slightly to give way to the elevator: "This is not a place to talk, everyone, please feel free to I come."

Tang Fang nodded and said, "Please", without being pretentious. When he walked to the elevator first and passed Rutherford, he turned his head and glanced. It seemed that the black man was very disappointed, and he looked at White with a frustrated expression. David took a few glances, didn't say much, shook his head and stopped waiting, picked up the black suit on the back of the sofa and rolled it over his elbow.

The black suit was neither forward nor backward, just covering the coffee stains on the shirt.

Finally, Rutherford bowed slightly to him, turned and walked towards the gate, the socks in the black leather shoes were almost the same color as the trousers.

Under the guidance of White David, a group of several people took the elevator to the manager's office on the 8th floor. It was very classically arranged --- bookshelves, desks, sofa coffee tables for guests, and products from the "Rover Science and Technology Consortium" Model.

The room is large, with few displays, and it looks a bit empty. Behind the desk near the floor-to-ceiling windows sits a 50-year-old white man with a short stature and curly hair wrapped around his forehead like a swimming ring.

When Tang Fang and the others entered the door, he was standing up from behind the dazzling white crescent-shaped desk. He opened his arms far away as if seeing a relative who had been lost for more than 20 years, and walked quickly to the captain. A very warm western hug.

"Tang Fang...Brother Tang, I have heard about you from Johnny a long time ago, and I have been waiting for you to come to 'Babylon' to meet and make friends. By the way, I will do my best as a landlord, in return for the time when I was in 'Jakartapur' ', but I didn't expect that this wait would last for a month and a half, but I was so anxious... Fortunately, you finally came." (To be continued...)

ps: Thank you for forgetting, Xing Zhouhuang, two book friends for their rewards.