One million dollars is no small sum; it's close to seven million RMB.
However, the other party's request was indeed quite strange. If Qian Ping hadn't said it to their face, everyone would have thought it was a joke.
"Create a governor? T800 Terminator?"
The Terminator is a classic film that premiered in the 1980s.
Most of the people present were around 50 years old, and even those who hadn't seen the movie knew the classic "Terminator" robot image.
Qian Ping said, "I'll send you that kid's phone number. If you're interested, you can chat with him."
Liu Jiang nodded slightly, and that was the end of the conversation.
At his level, a million dollars wouldn't be enough to make him lose his composure; he planned to have his assistant investigate the situation when he got back.
But not everyone has that kind of confidence.
Some people in the fields of mechanics and materials science quickly made a calculation:
We can do this ourselves. As long as we have enough graduate students, we can definitely keep the cost under one million yuan.
The potential for five or six times the profit has attracted the attention of many.
A slightly overweight man with a kind and honest face casually asked:
"Hongbing and I have known each other for a long time. Hey, Lao Qian, send me his son's phone number."
Qian Ping took one look and realized that the man was Professor Wei from Xigong University, an expert in the field of metallic materials. He had clearly snatched the job.
It's perfectly reasonable for an old acquaintance to ask for a phone number, and it's not good to refuse.
Qian Ping pretended not to know and sent it with a silly smile.
Before long, several more people who could be linked to "Terminator" asked Qian Ping for his number.
At this, Liu Jiang became somewhat displeased, and his face turned cold.
But at most, we're just industry colleagues. If we're in a good position, we'll make money. Who cares about your feelings?
Liu Jiang's face grew increasingly gloomy. He took off his glasses, wiped them, and then picked up his phone and went outside.
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Meanwhile, Lu Li was wondering why so many of his father's old acquaintances had added him on WeChat.
Fortunately, they were all scholars, Lu Li, adhering to the principle that they might be useful, added them all.
They had barely exchanged a few pleasantries when a phone call came in—it was Liu Jiang's number!
Lu Li quickly answered the call, "Hello, Academician Liu, this is Lu Li."
The other person's voice was very deep. "[Qian Ping told me about your matter. Let's talk about the specific requirements. What do you want it for?]"
Lu Li considered carefully and said, "I need a scientifically designed, practically usable robot. It's just for collection; it doesn't need a power system."
Without a power system, wouldn't it just become a giant toy?
At this moment, Academician Liu truly believed that Lu Li had some kind of collecting obsession.
The task wasn't difficult; it was simply a matter of designing a mechanical body, which was exactly my area of expertise.
Your request is not difficult to meet...
"Okay, Academician Liu, then I'll leave it to you. Please send me your bank account information."
Upon hearing this, Liu Jiang was slightly taken aback, not expecting Lu Li to be so straightforward.
[In that case, I won't stand on ceremony. I'll finish the design as soon as possible, and we can communicate more during this time.]
After hanging up the phone, Liu Jiang went back inside and sat down.
He had already planned to finish this meaningless social engagement as soon as possible and go back to do something more meaningful.
The scholar himself was quite interested in a complete mechanical body.
Everyone guessed what he had gone out to do, and they were now talking about Lu Hongbing.
"I heard Lu Hongbing was tricked into going out, got cancer, and is living in a basement."
"But Lao Qian said that the other person's son just threw out 1 million."
"Old Qian, did you pocket the knife yet? Did you get scammed?"
Qian Ping was about to reply when Liu Jiang's phone rang.
Liu Jiang picked it up and glanced at it, his expression changing slightly. He immediately stood up to take his leave. "You two chat, I have something to do, I'll be going now."
After saying that, he left.
No one paid much attention to it, and they started talking about the upcoming National Day military parade.
Qian Ping's mind kept wandering, and he was very unsettled.
He had just glanced at Liu Jiang's phone and saw a text message saying that the fund had been deposited into his account.
One million dollars, and the Lu family brat transferred the money without hesitation! What a generous gesture!
Little did they know, they simply didn't care about the money they stole.
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Lu Li, having settled the "Terminator" issue, could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
At the same time, hurried footsteps came from outside; Jessica had returned.
After entering the house, the little girl threw herself into Lu Li's arms and showered him with kisses on the face and lips.
Two long, fair legs were wrapped around his waist, hanging there and refusing to come down.
After embracing Xiang for a while, Jessica finally took out Lu Li's original phone and said in a sweet voice:
"That gun dealer, Aurora, texted you saying the guns have arrived and she wants you to go check them out."
"This is really bad timing..."
Lu Li has just spent all his money and can't go for the time being.
At this critical moment, we need to find some drug dealers or gangsters to withdraw money from.
However, Lu Li was tired of playing minor roles that only netted him a million dollars and wanted something more challenging.
He asked Jessica, "Are there any powerful figures around? The kind with tons of knives stockpiled in their hideouts?"
"Some."
Jessica took out her phone and showed Lu Li a news article:
[Lucardo acquitted and released in court]
A handsome, brown-skinned indigenous man was seen waving to reporters in front of the courthouse.
And guarding him were none other than the "Cartel guards"!
"He's Benjamin's son." Lu Li certainly remembered this person.
It was because Koreisha's mother arrested this man that Benjamin's tanks went out into the streets and opened fire.
But the fact that it's been released now means the government has lost.
As you continue reading, sure enough, the president who championed drug control has been impeached and removed from office.
The new president was sworn in with the slogan. "Educate organized crime with hugs."
In layman's terms: The government surrendered to the drug lords.
"Is this guy an idiot?"
Lu Li glanced at the page; it was a legitimate news outlet. Then he checked the date—it wasn't April 1st.
How did he become president?
Jessica obediently replied, "Candidates with anti-drug tendencies were all shot during their speeches."
"..."
Lu Li doesn't usually care much about politics, but he never expected her to be so eccentric.
But on second thought, this is good too; only in this kind of environment can one truly unleash their potential.
He scrolled back to the beginning of the news and looked at the photo of "Lucardo".
This person's name has many related links, one of which is that $18 million in cash was found in his villa when he was arrested!
"Yes, that's him!"
The target has been identified, but the drug lord's son is protected by the military, unlike the previous opponents.
To be on the safe side, Lu Li decided to wait until the ordered "Titanium alloy" arrived before taking any action.
"Lu Li, kiss me~"
At this moment, Jessica wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed herself against him, eager to be intimate with him.
Having grown accustomed to the reserved nature of girls from another world, I was quite taken aback by their sudden enthusiasm.
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There are always some people in the world who are natural enemies.
Lu Li wanted to deal with Lucardo, but little did he know that Lucado had no intention of letting him go either.
At this moment, inside a "Scrap Processing Center" located on the west coast of Tijuana.
The handsome, sunny Lucardo smoothed his hair, lit a lighter, and tossed it behind him without even looking.
Flames erupted amidst screams as the gasoline on the three SWAT officers was ignited.
"Kill their families too, and dump their bodies at the City Hall."
Completely ignoring the smell of burning human flesh, Lucardo, with his hands on the table, looked around at his men with his captivating brown eyes and said:
"The group's authority has been challenged, and what has been lost must be regained. No evidence is needed, no mercy is needed; execute them all, and let the whole world know the consequences of opposing the group."
On the table in front of him were countless photographs.
These are all targeted at Drug cartel or suspected individuals.
At the very front was a stern-looking middle-aged woman, and next to her was Teresa.
Lu Li's photo was also placed in an inconspicuous corner.