Ultimate Firepower
Chapter 455 - 435: Container

Chapter 455: Chapter 435: Container

Civilian products? Why seek out Gao Yi for civilian products?

Feng Biao knew very well that today’s protagonist, the absent Gao Yi, was not him. And who is Gao Yi? Everyone present clearly knows, is he the kind of person who would do business?

"Come on, let’s start without my old friend who might not arrive anytime soon. Waiter, serve the dishes."

Teacher Mu called the waiter to start serving the dishes. After all, the main purpose of this meeting wasn’t dining, which saved Feng Biao the trouble of even ordering.

Taking advantage of the gap before the dishes were served, Feng Biao asked Mu Tianwen, "Young Prince, are you getting used to life here?"

"Very much so, it’s really nice, I’m so content here that I don’t think of home."

Mu Tianwen was very young; he couldn’t understand the pain of being exiled. Moreover, Shaman had said that after three years, Mu Tianwen and his father could return home. Therefore, as long as life was bearable, he wouldn’t suffer mentally.

Mu Tianwen seemed truly happy, displaying no airs, and courteously said to Feng Biao, "It’s a pity my father isn’t here, otherwise he would definitely thank Brother Feng in person. We all know that without you, my father wouldn’t have been rescued, nor would he have been able to escape to safety."

Feng Biao felt very gratified inside, knowing that the decisive factor was when he stabbed himself in the leg while holding Shaman hostage. That stab was still reaping rewards to this day.

From being a millionaire to a multi-millionaire and then a billionaire, all thanks to that one stab.

Feng Biao replied with feigned modesty, "Oh no, Young Prince, you are too kind, too kind."

"Don’t call me Young Prince, just call me Tianwen. How’s my older brother doing recently?"

"He’s doing great, just very busy, so busy."

Naturally, Feng Biao wouldn’t say that Gao Yi was being chased by the Andic Group and had to keep running.

The thing about the Andic Group is that they seem very formidable, almost omnipresent, and could strike at any moment. But on the other hand, there hasn’t been any real action from them.

The nostalgic conversations were brief as the dishes quickly began to arrive. According to Northeastern University’s customs, one should drink three rounds of toasts before discussing business matters.

The alcohol Teacher Mu prepared was Moutai, which Feng Biao was tasting for the first time.

No matter how much Feng’s net worth is now, there was a time when he couldn’t even dream of tasting Moutai. After many years of struggle abroad and finally making money, he now had the chance to taste Moutai.

So, this was truly Feng’s first time drinking it.

It was at this moment that Feng suddenly realized they were in a halal restaurant.

Teacher Mu poured two shots of liquor, then turned to Mu Tianwen and asked, "What drink would you like?"

"I’ll have barley juice, it’s good," Mu Tianwen replied.

With a cheerful smile, Mu Tianwen had the waiter open a bottle of Yanjing, expertly filled his glass, and smiled, "Brother Feng, I toast to you, welcome back home."

Spending so much time abroad, Feng had forgotten that Mu Tianwen couldn’t drink alcohol, but since he was having juice, it was fine.

With words of gratitude, Feng raised his shot glass and drank it in one gulp. He savored the taste afterward, finding the Moutai not particularly delicious, but still... quite good.

People get drunk on the atmosphere rather than the alcohol; just one shot in, and Feng felt a bit dizzy.

After three rounds of drinks and the flavors of five different dishes, it was just about time to discuss formal business when someone knocked on the door of the private room.

A middle-aged man carrying a briefcase entered the private room, around fifty years old, also wearing glasses and a suit, with slightly disheveled hair and a look of weariness, he stepped into the room.

"Old Xu, come on in, you’re finally here. We’ve already started, come on, take a seat, take a seat," Teacher Mu warmly invited.

Feng stood up and watched as the man called Old Xu approached the dining table. Teacher Mu enthusiastically introduced, "Let me introduce everyone. This is Mr. Feng, who just returned from abroad. This is Mu Tianwen, my former student. And this man is Mr. Xu, Xu Feng."

After the pleasantries, Old Xu took a seat, and his liquor cup was promptly filled.

"I pulled out my over ten years’ stored Moutai to welcome you, yet you’re late," Teacher Mu said with a reproachful look, his words meant to let everyone hear, firstly to let Feng know Old Xu was not an outsider.

Secondly, to let Old Xu know that he’s not the guest of honor, Feng is.

Xu Feng responded apologetically, "The plane wasn’t delayed today, but the traffic after landing was unbearable. Sorry, sorry for being late. I’ll drink three as a penalty."

After Xu Feng drank the liquor in his cup, refilled it twice and finished those as well, Teacher Mu immediately said, "There you go, Old Xu, your capacity has really improved."

Still looking apologetic, Xu Feng replied, "It’s embarrassing indeed. I haven’t made much progress, but my drinking has increased a lot. Mr. Feng, let me toast to you. I’m truly sorry for making you wait."

Feng had never experienced such an occasion or drinking setting before, so he really didn’t quite know how to react.

Hurriedly getting up to drink the alcohol, Feng Biao put down the cup, and for once, didn’t know what to say.

After a bit of eating and drinking, feeling that the time was right, Xu Feng finally said, "Old Qin, I’ve long admired the reputation of your student. To say he’s a genius is no exaggeration. You’re lucky to have such a good student. To celebrate you having such a student, let’s drink to that."

The group cheerfully toasted, and then Teacher Mu said meaningfully, "My student is very bright, but after all, still a student. Mr. Xu, don’t praise him too highly. Young people can easily become arrogant."

Old Xu smiled and said, "About that... I have some information here, and I’d like to ask you, Old Qin, to take a look at it. You have a wide network overseas, mainly to help me see if there’s anything wrong with the printing of this information. I think the English material is fine, but this Arabic material may not be translated accurately."

After speaking, Old Xu leaned over and took out several brochures from the bag at his feet and casually distributed them to the three people present.

Feng Biao couldn’t understand the Arabic material.

Mu Tianwen glanced at it and immediately said, "It doesn’t seem to have any problems."

Teacher Mu held the brochure and then said with a deeper meaning, "Old Xu, I understand what you mean, but you don’t understand what I mean. You’ve entered the right temple but worshipped the wrong god. If you’re seeking wealth, you must pray to the God of Wealth. Praying to Wenchang Star Lord is of no use to you."

Xu Feng was stunned for a moment and said, "Huh?"

Teacher Mu said calmly, "Did you bring the Chinese materials?"

"Ah... I actually didn’t bring them."

Xu Feng appeared somewhat embarrassed.

Teacher Mu shook his head, then he turns to Feng Biao and said, "Mr. Feng, would you like to take a look? I’ll translate for you; have a first look."

Feng Biao opened the brochure and saw a container on the first page.

A standard container, but painted in maritime camouflage.

It’s just a container, and there’s a lock hanging on the container door, painted in maritime camouflage and set against the background of white waves.

It’s hilarious, why paint a container with camouflage? Is there any need for that? A factory switching from military to civilian uses that makes containers, but still paints them with camouflage to display their heritage?

Turning casually to the second page, Feng Biao’s eyes immediately widened.

Because the container was opened, that standard container, but the whole thing was tilted upwards, revealing four square launch tubes.

It appears to be a container on the outside, but it’s actually a missile. So, the question arises, whose legitimate missiles need to be disguised as containers?

This thing, the regular navy doesn’t need it, right? Who would place a missile launcher disguised as a container on a warship? Does that make any sense?

To need a missile disguised as a container, could that be the navy?

Feng Biao looked at Xu Feng in astonishment.

Xu Feng said in a low voice, "Uh, this mobile maritime civilian detection rocket launching system is a new anti-piracy civilian rocket that our company has developed for niche competition. This is just the firing unit of the system, and the whole system includes a mobile scanning radar and a mobile guidance radar. All equipment can be loaded into three containers and can be used by simply connecting to a power source, and can even operate without the ship’s own power system, equipped with an external battery. But if using batteries, although our radar power isn’t high, the advantage is that the power consumption is low. It can be powered by a common fishing boat generator."

Feng Biao swallowed and said, "This civilian rocket... uh, is it accurate?"

"Let’s put it this way, although our radar power isn’t high, the detection range is very far, reaching the leading level amongst civilian radars. Especially, our rocket’s guidance head has multiple search modes, can be left to operate on its own after launch, and offers two attack modes: sea-skimming and climb-and-dive attacks. I can responsibly say that for pirate ships below 5,000 tons, one hit would be enough to incapacitate them."

Feng Biao nodded and said, "Pretty impressive."

"This system can be used on land as well, the deployment is very flexible, and the operation is simple. Because it’s highly automated, the operators only need three hours of training to be able to operate it."

This device is indeed for civilian use.

Because the regular navy doesn’t need it, it’s more like it’s designed for fishermen who hardly know any characters, especially those in backward and remote areas.

Xu Feng briefly introduced it, then chuckled with difficulty and turned to Teacher Mu, saying, "This product has a clear positioning, but unfortunately, we haven’t found a suitable customer yet."

Mu Tianwen had already put down the brochure, while Feng Biao continued to flip through it. However, the promotional pages were too simple, featuring only the quad-tube launch system, without the radar and control systems printed.

Of course, even if they were printed, Feng Biao wouldn’t understand; such things can only be fully understood by insiders, even though they may seem exciting to laymen.

Feng Biao also put down the brochure, thought for a moment, and suddenly said, "Shouldn’t this container be painted white?"

Xu Feng smiled and said, "We deliver them in camouflage, but if customers want to paint them white, we can’t control that."

Feng Biao nodded and said, "Yeah, that makes sense."

Xu Feng looked at Teacher Mu, who smiled and said, "My old friend here is looking for help in desperation, turning to me for connections. What can I do? This matter, we still need Mr. Feng’s help to think of a solution."

Feng Biao scratched his head and said, "About that... let me think, I’ll ask around."