After the convoy drove onto the road, it slowly rose and entered the maglev track.
With the gradual expansion of the overseas export of Future Heavy Industries' maglev piles, there were no more vehicles on the roads in Yoto because most vehicles other than buses and trams floated in the air. Now, not only Luer Group, but international well-known automobile brands such as Mercedes-Benz, Volkswagen, Tesla, and Toyota also began to enter the maglev car market.
The core of maglev technology was mainly on the pile driven under the highway, and the technical difficulties of maglev cars were not particularly difficult. After obtaining the relevant technology authorization from Future Heavy Industries, the top international automobile manufacturers with their own research and development laboratories were already able to produce vehicles up to the road standard.
Knowing that this huge cake couldn't be eaten by one person, Jiang Chen was not too stingy on technology authorization, just like when he released the semiconductor graphene technology authorization. Now 50% of the world's chips used derivatives based on the architecture provided by Future Technology. The same was true for maglev cars, but what was more exaggerated was that almost 100% of maglev cars used the "Future Standard".
In addition to allowing major automobile manufacturers to label themselves as Future Heavy Industries, this situation also brought huge profits to Future Group.
Take Mercedes-Benz as an example. For every maglev car produced by Mercedes-Benz, it not only needed to pass the quality certification of Future Heavy Industries before it could be listed in the relevant country's automobile market, but it also needed to pay Future Heavy Industries, which provided the technology authorization, 1% of the car's pre-tax price in the country where it was located as a technology authorization fee.
In the car, Jiang Chen called Ayesha to inform them that he was safe.
Just as he was about to hang up the phone, a call came in.
Looking at the name on the holographic screen, Jiang Chen was slightly taken aback, then he pressed the answer button with his index finger.
"That plane is yours?" As soon as the phone was connected, Yerif couldn't wait to ask.
"Plane?" Jiang Chen was dumbfounded and didn't react for a while. "Which plane are you talking about?"
Aurora-20? Or Russian fighter jets?
He instinctively associated Yerif's words with the situation in Syria.
Yerif heard the confusion in Jiang Chen's words and had a strange expression.
"… You didn't go online?"
"I just arrived in Yoto, and I'm still in the car. Why would I go online?"
"Wait, I'll send you an address. See for yourself …"
With that, Yerif hung up the phone.
Not long after, his watch buzzed, and an email was sent to his email.
There was only one link in the email. Judging from the domain name, it should be a YouTube video.
With a stomach full of questions, Jiang Chen opened the video.
In the video, it was probably a lounge of an airport.
Probably because it was shot with a mobile phone, the quality of the video was terrible. The person who shot the video was obviously not a professional cameraman, and the camera was shaking quite badly. However, what was unscientific was that the number of visitors was simply skyrocketing.
Jiang Chen paid attention to the time the video was uploaded.
In less than an hour, the number of views had exceeded a million.
No matter how much traffic the Greasy Beetle had, this number was still a little too shocking.
Just then, Jiang Chen suddenly paused.
Because he saw a familiar figure in the video.
'Isn't this my Sky G100?'
A dumbfounded expression appeared on Jiang Chen's face. He probably guessed why Yerif called. Yerif sounded so serious on the phone that he thought something happened in Syria. After all, after the mercenaries from Madagascar arrived in Syria, Celestial Trade's Aurora-20s flew over every day to "check in".
Jiang Chen's finger slid on the screen, and he hurriedly scanned the comments under the video.
Many people already recognized that this was a product of Future Heavy Industries from the logo on the plane. Although they were no longer surprised by Future Group's advanced technology, the people still expressed amazement at his generosity in taking a sky plane.
[Rich people are awesome, they even use a sky plane to travel.]
[I just want to know how much this plane costs? Although I know I can't afford it …]
[Haha, interesting, Future Heavy Industries has begun to compete with Gulfstream. Following the automotive industry, the aerospace industry will also usher in a bloodbath!]
[To be honest, if this thing is not expensive, it will sell like crazy …]
[I feel like my future has been decided by Future Heavy Industries.]
[…]
Looking at the comments that were pushed to the top, Jiang Chen shook his head with a smile and called Yerif back.
"My friend, now you know which plane I'm talking about." Yerif chuckled.
"I know." Jiang Chen made a helpless expression. "Let me guess, you're also planning to buy one?"
"Give me ten!"
Jiang Chen almost choked on his own saliva. He coughed to cover up his loss of composure.
"Do you know how much that thing costs?"
"How much?" Yerif was taken aback.
"I'll exempt you from personnel training and supporting maintenance equipment. This is an Aerospace-100, and it will probably cost five Gulfstream G650s."
Five Gulfstreams?!
Yerif's eyebrows twitched.
Even if the Saudi royal family was indeed rich, it was still the royal family's money. Now the old king was quite pleased with him. If nothing unexpected happened, the next king should be him. But now if he spent more than three billion Xin New dollars to buy ten private jets and put them away, even the old king would have to look at him in a different light.
"Then … I'll give you two." Yerif hesitated and decided to pay for it out of his own pocket. "I want black. You know, in our country, black represents nobility. One of them will be plated with my father's name in gold. I plan to give it to my father as a birthday gift … "
As the richest man in the world, the old king lacked nothing. Every year, Yerif had to think hard for his birthday because he really didn't know what to give. The year before last, his brother gave him a tiger. This year, there was a lion. He couldn't continue to give pets next year, right? The palace was almost a zoo!
"Ahem, send the specific requirements to my email," Jiang Chen interrupted him. "I can't remember in the car now."
"Thank you! My friend, "Yerif said gratefully," You've helped me a lot this time. "
[Is it that serious?]
He couldn't help but shake his head and hang up the phone.
The hotel he stayed at was one of the assets under his name. It was only two streets away from the Yoto New National Arena. Standing by the floor-to-ceiling window of the presidential suite on the top floor of the hotel, he could even see the runway and the green field in the stadium.
After the hotel attendant came to the room, Jiang Chen threw his suit on the hanger. He was about to take a shower and then lie down to rest for a while. The bodyguard downstairs called his watch and said that someone claimed to be the reception commissioner sent by the government.
Recalling what Foreign Minister Kishida said at the exit of the airport, Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows and said casually.
"Let him come up."
"Yes."
Who could it be?
He was curious.
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