Tit for Tat

"That's right, because there's only room for models here."

A man with glasses and a confident expression walked up behind Chen Mu. After hearing his words, he continued.

Behind him followed a large group of reporters, holding cameras and continuously taking pictures of him. Of course, Chen Mu, standing nearby, also "had the honor" of being captured in the shots.

"Hammer Industries has always been proud to have participated in the development of fifth-generation fighters. The F22 fighter jet is the undisputed strongest fighter in the world, and the B2 stealth bomber stands alone, unmatched. It also has another name, the Airborne Specter, and it possesses the ability to destroy the world!"

"It's a pleasure to meet you, my friend from the East. I am Justin Hammer."

Justin Hammer had a smile on his face that seemed friendly, but Chen Mu could see deep disdain in his eyes.

Is he looking down on me?

"Hello, Mr. Hammer. I am Chen Mu, from China."

Sensing the unwelcome intentions, Chen Mu naturally showed little interest and said calmly.

"America has always been the strongest and most civilized nation. We always welcome any guests who visit our country."

Justin Hammer didn't seem to mind Chen Mu's coldness and continued with a smile, "Of course, we also welcome you, Mr. Chen Mu, from China."

Maintaining an unchanging smile in front of the cameras seemed to be a mandatory skill for public figures like him.

"I've been observing Mr. Zhao for a long time, ever since you were looking at the firearms. I saw you touch every piece of equipment. I'm very curious, Mr. Chen Mu, what are your thoughts when you see these powerful pieces of equipment? I wonder, does your country have the capability to build such weapons?"

So, this was Justin Hammer's objective: to subtly mock his country through Chen Mu's "embarrassing behavior" and elevate himself by demeaning China!

"Click, click, click..."

"...Countless flashes were directed at Chen Mu. These American media outlets seemed very interested in this question, with their long lenses and cameras all pointed at Chen Mu.

"Look, this is the powerful and great art of war, the F22 and the B2 bomber, invincible in the world!"

As he spoke, Justin Hammer looked at Chen Mu with arrogance and continued his aggressive questioning, "Your country probably can never build such powerful weapons, right?"

"Hmph, ridiculous."

Chen Mu snorted coldly. One could kill him, but not humiliate him. Chen Mu could endure insults directed at him, but he would not tolerate insults against his homeland!

Therefore, Chen Mu, unable to bear it any longer, directly retorted.

"I've seen all the weapons from your company and handled them to examine them. Indeed, they are very good, but they also have many flaws. No wonder your military doesn't adopt most of the weapons here."

"..." This time, Justin Hammer's expression turned ugly. This was something that had always bothered him. The US military's procurement of weapons mostly came from Stark Industries and a few other arms dealers. His Hammer Industries could only survive in the cracks between these companies. This was a persistent sore spot for him, and Chen Mu had directly exposed it, causing him to lose face.

"As for your company's various armored vehicles, I've seen them too. They're quite impressive, and they'd certainly look cool driving down the road. Unfortunately, they're just for show and not practical. I presume your military hasn't procured these vehicles either?"

Chen Mu continued his sarcastic remarks, making Justin Hammer's face even darker.

"As for these two aircraft, they are indeed very advanced, with few rivals in the world. However, weren't they developed by your company alone? I wonder how much effort your company contributed to these two fighter jets?"

With the ball kicked back to him, the reporters, who were eager for trouble, turned their cameras back to Justin Hammer, making his face turn green.

Could he say that Hammer Industries' contribution to these two fighter jets was actually less than one percent?

His Hammer Industries had only provided landing gear technology. Placing the models of these two fighter jets here was actually his "shameless" act?

He had kicked a steel plate. He had originally intended to step on this Chinese "hillbilly" to show off his superiority, but he never expected that Chen Mu would be such a tough opponent, leaving him speechless.

"Furthermore, I believe that China will eventually develop fighter jets that surpass the F22 and the B2! And it won't be long!"

"Hahaha, that's hilarious. You? China?"

"Hmph, are you looking down on my country, Mr. Hammer? Looking down on China? You are maliciously discussing a Permanent Member of the United Nations Security Council!"

Chen Mu asked directly, his expression stern. Under the spotlight, he couldn't back down!

"Yes, I apologize. I misspoke."

Under the frantic shooting of the reporters, Justin gritted his teeth and could only concede. Faced with Chen Mu's questioning, he dared not say anything else disrespectful.

Now, under the reporters' cameras, any disrespectful words from him would lead to very serious consequences.

Simply put, he dared not say anything more. In such a serious and formal occasion, any further unfavorable remarks about China would result in consequences he could not bear.

As a public figure, one should never discuss other countries in public, let alone adopt a contemptuous attitude, even towards a poor and backward tribal nation!

Moreover, China is not some poor and backward country. It has the largest market in the world, is the largest developing country, and is also the second-largest economy in the world!

Justin Hammer couldn't afford to offend Chen Mu, and more importantly, Hammer Industries was not just an arms dealer; it had many other industries that relied on China's huge market.

Therefore, as the head of Hammer Industries, he absolutely could not be too arrogant!

"Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river. Remember, one day, China will surely rise!"

Chen Mu said with a serious expression.

Shouldering the great mission of China's rejuvenation, Chen Mu had no doubts!

"Good, good!"

Chen Mu's impassioned words won applause from many people present, especially some who were also from China, who unhesitatingly began to clap.

No matter what, as long as the honor of the motherland was defended, it was worthy of applause!

"Mr. Chen Mu, please continue your tour. Goodbye."

Under the applause, Justin Hammer had nowhere to hide and could only flee in disgrace.

He never would have imagined that his plan was to step on this Chinese "country bumpkin" to elevate himself. Instead, he had stepped into a deep pit and almost set himself on fire.