Chang Wei sat in his somewhat cluttered yet high-tech office. Several documents lay scattered across his desk, the most eye-catching being two orders from different agencies—one bearing the CIA's emblem, the other the FBI's logo.
To Chang Wei, however, those symbols were nothing more than cover.
"Hmph, CIA, FBI—they're obviously just S.H.I.E.L.D.'s same old tricks."
A disdainful smile curled at the corner of Chang Wei's lips. He understood all too well how these intelligence agencies operated.
Although the CIA and FBI played pivotal roles in intelligence gathering and counterterrorism operations, when it came to high technology equipment—especially cutting-edge Military Technology like Power Armor—they could usually only sigh in envy.
The development and production of such equipment had always been the military's exclusive domain. Even the deep-pocketed CIA and FBI would not dare snatch food from the military's mouth so easily.
Chang Wei's gaze moved back and forth between the two orders before finally settling on the staggering strings of numbers.
Power Armor, Super Soldier equipment that combined defense, mobility, and fire support, cost and sold for as much as one hundred million US dollars per set. Even for the United States of America, that was no small expense.
Yet S.H.I.E.L.D. clearly did not care. Not only had they placed an order, but they had also offered extremely tempting terms: as long as War God Industries completed the order ahead of schedule, S.H.I.E.L.D. would pay an additional one million US dollars as a bonus for every set of Power Armor delivered early.
"That's no small sum."
Chang Wei calculated the figures.
Although one million US dollars seemed negligible compared to the unit price of one hundred million, small amounts added up. If they could truly deliver ahead of schedule, that extra million per unit would become a considerable profit.
Especially when