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"No, what do those expressions mean?"

After Guo Yi finished basking in his own glory, he suddenly noticed everyone else trying to suppress laughter.

It was incredibly awkward!

"Don't you think of anything else?"

"What else is there?" Guo Yi looked confused, then looked at Elder Zhou in horror. "You're not going to tax that too, are you?"

"We're not taxing that. You're exempt."

Gao Linlin shook her head and continued, "No, you still haven't realized?"

???

Guo Yi thought about it again, but couldn't think of anything related to him.

Then, he said indifferently, "Forget it, I don't want to rack my brain.

As long as you give me the money, I don't care about anything else."

"It's a good thing you didn't start a company!" Gao Linlin looked at Guo Yi and sighed helplessly. "Do you know where the biggest profit is?"

"What biggest profit?

The family gets the name, I get the money. What else?"

"..."

At this moment, everyone finally couldn't hold back and burst into laughter.

"How much is selling them worth?"

Gao Linlin looked at Guo Yi speechlessly and directly complained, "We only provide a one-year warranty. What about the subsequent maintenance fees? And the sale of materials, isn't that also money? What about the electricity costs? Aren't you considering these expenses?"

As Gao Linlin spoke, Guo Yi's mouth opened wider and wider. Then, he glared fiercely at Elder Zhou, his eyes red, tears almost streaming out. "Elder Zhou, what about the money from those aspects?"

Elder Zhou picked up his cup and said calmly, "You said yourself at the time that you only wanted the net profit from sales. You didn't say you wanted the other money~"

After speaking, Elder Zhou took a sip of tea and continued to twist the knife, "I wanted to say it, but you interrupted me. It has nothing to do with me!"

"Ah~~~"

Guo Yi frantically ran his hands through his hair. The money was being snatched away!

Charging the exoskeleton armor, one unit costs about 100 yuan per day. How many units does Rabbit's family have? Not to mention the materials for the exoskeleton armor, which can be used elsewhere! When there are no materials of the same price and attributes, they are harvesting money from the whole world! Either of these two aspects alone would yield a higher net profit than selling the armor! For Guo Yi, who was short on money, it felt like his flesh was being cut with a knife.

"Can I go back on my word?"

"Phew, this tea is good. It's worthy of being specially supplied!"

"..."

Guo Yi angrily turned his head away, looking displeased and sulking.

"Haha, alright, I won't tease you anymore." Seeing Guo Yi's expression, everyone chuckled. "We've already discussed it. It's difficult to calculate the electricity costs here, so the family plans to secretly build five large-scale Super Advanced Deuterium Core power stations. Once the costs of those five power stations are recovered, all the subsequent electricity fees will be yours. As for the net profit from materials, it will be split three and seven, with you getting seven!"

Guo Yi looked at Elder Zhou in surprise. "Really?"

"Nonsense, the family knows you're having a hard time." Elder Zhou looked at Guo Yi's disbelieving expression and said irritably, "Do you think the family is really that stingy? If it weren't for considerations of keeping a low profile and issues with publicizing economic movements, do you believe I couldn't get trillions for you in a single day?"

After speaking, Elder Zhou sighed. "The family also wants to support you fully, but openly mobilizing the family's assets on a large scale would make it difficult to hide our existence. That's why we have to scrape and save, and without publicizing it, we can only get you 5 billion. The rest can only be moved after being secretly laundered through various relevant enterprises first."

"..."

Guo Yi nodded. "As expected, the family is the biggest money-laundering organization..."

"...Get lost!"

Time continued to tick by, and the opening speech for the military expo concluded, marking the official start of the exhibition.

Over in Rabbit's exhibition area.

The three mechs from before stood proudly at the very center of the exhibition space.

Elsewhere, various tools made from the same materials were displayed: tanks, armored vehicles, and so on.

The entire space, apart from the guides and Minister Kang Jie's team, was temporarily empty.

"Heh, it seems everyone is discussing with their families.

In that case, I won't wait any longer. I have some things to attend to back home."

Kang Jie looked at the deserted exhibition area outside and chuckled. He then stood up, saying, "I'll leave the rest to you two."

Cheng Xiaolong and Wang Kairui both nodded and stood up to see Elder Kang off. "It's our duty, Elder Kang. Please, go ahead."

Not long after Elder Kang left, someone came looking for them.

As expected, the Dog Tycoon, the moneybags, arrived with a translator. "President Cheng, long time no see!"

A middle-aged man, dressed in traditional Dog Tycoon attire, entered the private reception room of the exhibition and greeted Cheng Xiaolong enthusiastically.

Cheng Xiaolong also stepped forward warmly to shake his hand, then asked, "Welcome, welcome, Prince Moha!"

"Come, sit, let's talk.

Is it still coffee for you?

Two sugars, no milk?"

Prince Moha's eyes lit up at Cheng Xiaolong's words, and he nodded happily. "Heh, as expected of President Cheng. You still remember my small personal preference."

"Not at all, not at all. You are my benefactor!" Cheng Xiaolong said with a smile, narrowing his eyes. "I still remember it was you who bought quite a few firecrackers from me, a mere salesperson back then, which allowed me to reach this position."

"Not at all, not at all..."

Seated in the reception room, the two men chatted animatedly like old friends, conversing about all sorts of things through the translator.

But they didn't discuss business.

As time passed, more and more people began to arrive outside. Prince Moha could no longer hold back. "President Cheng, I won't bother you any longer.

I'd like to ask, how much would custom orders cost?"

"What are your requirements?"

Seeing that Prince Moha was no longer beating around the bush, Cheng Xiaolong's smile faded.

"What kind of modifications can you make?"

Prince Moha asked casually, narrowing his eyes, "Can engineering mechs and firefighting mechs be equipped with weapons?"

Yes, equipped with weapons.

Rabbit was indeed selling civilian mechs, but that was just their classification.

Adding a Gatling gun to a civilian mech would turn it into a personal combat mech.

And moreover, it would be a mech with super-heavy firepower!

Everyone understood this point, but they didn't say it.

Because if they did, it would necessitate considering a trade ban.

This would result in losses for everyone, while Rabbit would benefit.

They wouldn't be able to buy them, disassemble them, or research them.

At the same time, they couldn't stop Rabbit from continuing their research.

Therefore, this was the best situation for now.

Rabbit sold these mechs as civilian mechs, and everyone could trade them as civilian mechs.

You get good, I get good, everyone gets good.

As for the future, it depended on who had stronger scientific research.

And if the Dog Tycoon bought them and added a Gatling gun, no one could stop them.

After all, even a cleaver could be used to harm someone, and the Dongfeng missile was a defensive weapon...

"This..."

However, while modifications were possible, sometimes you had to create difficulties where none existed!

So, Cheng Xiaolong frowned, hesitating for a long time before saying whether it was possible or not.

Prince Moha, understanding what Cheng Xiaolong was thinking, directly stated, "All weapons for the mechs will be purchased from you, including ammunition.

We will bear all shipping costs and other expenses ourselves!"

Upon hearing this, Cheng Xiaolong's furrowed brow instantly relaxed, and he said with an enthusiastic smile, "This is a bit difficult, but I believe our technical researchers should be able to make modifications that satisfy you. However, there's the labor cost..."

"We'll cover all costs!"

"Quantity?"

"For now, let's get ten thousand modified mechs, five thousand for firefighting and five thousand for engineering."

"Deal!"

Cheng Xiaolong enthusiastically stepped forward, shaking the Moha Prince's hand. "The modification fee is 3 million per unit. Some instructors will be sent to your place to guide the installation..."

Finally, Cheng Xiaolong stood at the door of the reception room, a look of seeing a mountain of gold on his face as he "escorted" the Moha Prince away.

After a while, another person, accompanied by a translator, knocked on the reception room door.