This is a good deal.
Meng Hao made a fortune.
200,000 US dollars, equivalent to 1.4 million Da Xia coins.
Not only did Jarvis transport the shells of ten F-35 fighter jets to the stone forest where Meng Hao was located, the Hu Rong Industrial factory area.
At the same time, by leveraging Jarvis, a globally renowned arms dealer, he garnered a significant amount of traffic.
Seeing the public opinion storm triggered by Meng Hao's "Brother Hao is Awesome" account on "Little Broken Station" was about to go viral again and sweep the entire internet, Meng Hao happily went to do other things.
If this kind of promotion were to be funded, three million Da Xia coins might not have been enough to cover it.
Achoo!
Jarvis, on the transoceanic passenger plane, sneezed for no apparent reason.
He mumbled to himself, wondering who had plotted against him again.
...
Several days later.
A large number of mecha and fighter jet components were transported from the desert base to the stone forest.
The warehouses of the factory buildings, which Meng Hao had purchased at a high price, were filled to the brim.
Of course.
Meng Hao did not let the engineering robots at the desert base be idle, continuing to mine various ores and smelt them into semi-finished products, which were piled up in the base's warehouses.
It was foreseeable.
As his "toy" business continued to grow and system tasks were continuously assigned, Meng Hao would gain more and more system technology points... and at the same time, unlock more black technologies!
In Da Xia, there is an ancient saying.
The poor should mind their own business.
The rich can help the world.
With the establishment of Hu Rong Industry, this "toy" factory, the fans on "Little Broken Station" who followed him and called him "the future of Da Xia, the light of national products" were increasing.
Meng Hao's "ambition" was also growing "inflated."
In the past, he was just an ordinary student from a third-tier city and a lower-tier university.
What he could do, what he could seek, what he could own...
Was nothing more than three meals a day and a 평범한 life.
But obviously.
The appearance of the system gave him the ability to leverage black technology to shake the world... and even make the stars and the sea his conquest.
Like countless ordinary young people.
Meng Hao also wanted to bring glory to the country, contribute to the country, and strive for the country!
However, he didn't have the ability before!
And now—
Why couldn't he, Meng Hao, be the torchbearer who allowed Da Xia to stand among the strong nations of the world, let China return to the center of the world, and let the Yanhuang descendants overlook the vast land once again?!
Thanks to destiny, he possessed a system that encompassed countless black technologies.
Meng Hao!
Da Xia!!
Yanhuang descendants!!!
The future is promising.
...
It had to be said that Cheng Hua, who had worked diligently for more than twenty years for the former factory of Hu Rong Industry Company, was indeed a talented person.
These past few days.
He not only recalled most of the factory personnel who had been disbanded but also used his connections to donate some operating funds to Shilin University, allowing Meng Hao to not have to attend school and still receive his graduation certificate and degree.
...
Another bright and sunny morning.
Meng Hao walked along the road of Hu Rong Industry factory.
Looking at the brand-new, clean factory buildings, and the mechanical components emitting the scent of machine oil, he was as satisfied as a king inspecting his territory, subjects, and crops!
Suddenly, his phone rang.
It was a transoceanic video call from Jarvis.
He informed Meng Hao that the disassembled and packed shells of ten F-35 fighter jets were about to arrive at Shilin Port.
So soon?
After hanging up the phone, Meng Hao had a hint of surprised astonishment.
As expected.
Money makes the world go round... Jarvis, that foreigner, was also a human being!
Under the temptation of millions of US dollars, Jarvis was exceptionally attentive to this deal.
He quickly walked back to his office, preparing to plan personnel allocation, ready to work hard and fast to assemble the mechas equipped with the modified F-35 fighter jets as soon as possible and deliver them to that mysterious buyer on Taobao.
Around noon.
As the Mid-Autumn Festival approached, the sun was still scorching hot and unsettling.
After a busy morning, just as Meng Hao was about to rest, another unfamiliar call came in.
"Hello."
"This is Shilin Customs."
"May I ask if this is Meng Hao?"
"There are a few cargo ships from the United States claiming to be purchased by you... F-35?... You need to come and sign for them!"
Huh?
Didn't Jarvis say he had everything handled?
Why did he still need to go to customs himself?
Before Meng Hao could voice his confusion, the person on the other end of the phone chuckled and explained.
"Although Shilin is a coastal city, it's still a small coastal city."
"Your goods are indeed legal and compliant... however, Shilin Customs and Port are encountering a purchase of F-35 fighter jet shells for the first time... so, please come here in person to sign for it, to avoid any issues with lost or damaged goods, which would be difficult to explain later!"
After hanging up.
Meng Hao grinned.
He could understand the behavior of the Shilin Customs staff.
After all, as a third-tier coastal city, it was no wonder that Customs and Port were stunned to suddenly hear that someone in the city had purchased a world-class fifth-generation fighter jet, the F-35... even if it was just the fighter jet shells, their cautious approach was correct. m..oΓg
Anyway, the port wasn't very far.
Meng Hao planned to go after lunch.
...
In the afternoon.
Meng Hao led Cheng Hua to the port.
With Cheng Hua as his capable assistant, Meng Hao was becoming increasingly lazy regarding factory matters, basically developing into a hands-off manager.
About a kilometer away from the port.
Meng Hao could vaguely see several ocean-going cargo ships swaying slightly with the ocean currents.
From such a distance, the other ships docked at Shilin Sea Port were nowhere to be seen.
This showed how enormous these ocean-going cargo ships were... It was estimated that Shilin Sea Port had never received such large ocean-going cargo ships since its construction... no wonder the port staff were so cautious.
A few minutes later.
Meng Hao got out of the car.
The port manager, who had been informed in advance, along with several foreign ship management personnel with beards, were already waiting for Meng Hao in the sea breeze.
Between the cargo ships loaded with F-35s and the port, a large number of sailors and port workers were operating large handling equipment such as gantry cranes and forklifts to unload the goods.
In addition, there were over a dozen port personnel responsible for inspection, meticulously opening each container to check for contraband!
Busy and bustling.
First, the ocean-going ship management personnel reviewed the goods with Meng Hao one by one, holding a long list.
Looking at the list, which was as thick as half a dictionary, Meng Hao felt a headache. This Jarvis, it seemed, liked to produce such long and tedious lists no matter what he did. To put it nicely, he was serious, meticulous, and responsible; to put it bluntly, he was pedantic and excessively detailed.
After confirming the goods were correct.
The lead ship management personnel shook hands with Meng Hao and explained a few things in a garbled manner, stating that it would take another half a day for verification and inspection before the goods could be loaded onto trucks and transported to the Hu Rong Industry factory area.
Seeing that Meng Hao had finished the goods inventory and handover, the port staff, with faces full of surprise, astonishment, and peculiar smiles, walked towards Meng Hao.