I ask you to build tractors, but you build rockets?

"This... this kind of high-end spacecraft seems to have never been exported internationally."

Lin Ju resisted the urge to grab Hamand's collar and question him, and nodded calmly, his words clear in his mind.

Brother, how did you come up with this idea?

He just mentioned the space shuttle, just to imply that this plan could open investment opportunities to Hamand, but he was not really planning to sell this thing.

Besides, even if I sell it to you, do you know the launch procedure? Will maintenance be performed? Is there an industrial chain we can rely on?

Wait... No, it's because you don't have it!

A bolt of lightning flashed through Lin Ju's mind:

Now that Abo has money, what else is left? face!

They have some idea whether they can create it themselves, so why does Hamand still bring it up?

Lin Ju slowly came back to his senses, and the originally prepared plan slowly took shape, and his eyes slowly softened as he looked at Hamand.

"Silly Camel, you brought this to your door yourself (the rabbit laughs with a black belly)."

Hamand was a little disappointed when he saw the sudden change in Lin Ju's face, but Lin Ju suddenly held his hand, as if he had made some important decision.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince, with all due respect, it is difficult for a high-tech spacecraft like the space shuttle to operate outside the country. However, it is not impossible to launch and land outside the country, but it must be maintained at the manufacturing factory at other times. maintainance."

"That's it." Hamand thought about it carefully. Lin Ju's meaning was very clear. No matter what, the space shuttle could not be kept in Arbor for a long time.

Hamand, who had just experienced the aerospace atmosphere for a day, already understood that the maintenance process of the space shuttle was very troublesome, and I was afraid that only the manufacturer could complete it, so he simply changed his perspective and convinced himself:

Buying a space shuttle is similar to buying a sports car. However, this sports car is more delicate. Every time it is used up, it has to be sent back to the manufacturer for maintenance. You can just pick it up when you use it.

Crown Prince Hamand suddenly felt it was easy to accept, so he asked carefully:

"Lin, do you know how much it would cost to build a launch site in Arbor and buy a complete space shuttle?"

This question directly stumped Lin Ju. He did not expect that such a question would come up!

But at this point we have to strike while the iron is hot, so we just start making mental estimates.

Take the Qiongzhou Wenchang launch site as an example. The investment is 20 billion, equivalent to 3 billion U.S. dollars, but that is four launch towers. Each tower costs 1 billion U.S. dollars. There is nothing wrong with going abroad to cost 1.5 billion for labor, right?

Aramco’s space shuttle weighs 100 tons and costs US$1.7 billion. H1 weighs 20 tons. Considering forty years of inflation, US$1 billion is reasonable, right?

The cost of the Xinyuan-2 launch vehicle is 45 million, even if $50 million is used as an extra.

15+10+1=26, there is nothing wrong with the total of 3 billion.

The H1 maintenance fee for each launch is 9 million... which can be ignored.

I don’t know if it was because the sky was too dark. Lin Ju became bolder and blurted out the exaggerated figure in his mind:

"The construction of the launch base is 2.5 billion, because the cost of overseas operations will rise a lot, about 3.5 billion. The space shuttle can only sell the H1 model for 1.5 billion, and the cost of each launch is... 100 million. The launch interval is not less than 45 days. The total lifespan is no less than 15 times."

Hamand counted on his fingers: "Fifteen flights, that is, a total cost of 6.5 billion, each flight mission is 400 million. If calculated as 6 people, it is 70 million per person... It doesn't seem expensive."

Isn't this expensive? You are such a math genius!

Lin Ju added weakly: "His Royal Highness, I just calculated it in US dollars."

"Of course it's US dollars!" Hamand listened to the translator's whisper and waved nonchalantly:

"Does Lin look down on Abdullah's family? We always only use US dollars when calculating prices!

Five billion US dollars can buy at least 90 Arabs the opportunity to go to space, and they will also have their own space shuttle and launch site. This is the most cost-effective business! "

The Chinese translator who accompanied him almost didn't suspect that he had heard the wrong number. He secretly cursed the big dog over and over again, and at the same time translated Hamand's words truthfully.

Lin Ju was silent.

The executives behind him were silent.

The leaders who were doing soy sauce on the sidelines but were inexplicably shocked by the five billion US dollars fell silent.

Androv, who was secretly observing from behind and was supposed to continue working all night, saw that the group of people stopped for a while and didn't even speak. He thought something was wrong and scratched his head and head anxiously behind.

Lin Ju crossed his hands, almost showing veins, and said very sincerely:

"Your Royal Highness, your courage is beyond my imagination."

"Thank you. I just want to do something for the kingdom." Hamand looked flattered, and he was indeed ashamed.

He originally just complained a few words casually to find a reason to see if he could get some tickets to Xinyuan and make some investment. They also had shares in Lao Malina, but they were smaller.

As a result, Lin Ju suddenly mentioned giving him a space shuttle, so he tentatively made a joke, and it turned out... that it really happened!

Five billion US dollars is nothing, even if his father doesn’t give him any money, he can still afford it by frugally!

At worst, I can't bear to buy a new sports car next year, and then sell a yacht... Forget it, if I don't want to bear it, I can sell the castle in Paris and a few medieval oil paintings. It should be enough, right?

It's all for Uncle, so what can I do if I have to suffer for myself?

No, there are hundreds of his younger brothers and sisters who should all serve the country and receive a share of 100 million each!

Hamand left, carrying a large basket of peripheral spacecraft models and a stack of plans.

When Lin Ju and others sent Hamand to the motorcade with complicated emotions, he who should have been happy found himself speechless.

At this moment, they truly felt the power from the rich.

"How's it going? Have the tickets been sold?"

The impatient Androv finally found an opportunity and ran over, asking Lin Ju eagerly.

In order to fool the wealthy residents, they made models overnight and mobilized workers to rehearse drills.

The H2 space shuttle is of course fake. The invisible parts are all steel pipes and wooden supports. High-end parts such as the landing gear are all stock parts borrowed from the Ulan Hashan repair shop and pulled out for the show.

The prototype of the H1 is real, but the quality of the work was rushed and completely unusable. There was no time to debug the equipment. In order to fill up the space, an air purifier was even stuffed into it.

As for the magical space chair? Do you know how comfortable the 8800 massage chairs in TV shopping are? A lot of thought went into replacing it with the sci-fi leather and exterior modifications.

Fortunately, Deng Lei was a strictly trained pilot, so he could seriously simulate a bunch of messy switches. He kept his face straight for three hours in order not to laugh, and his cheeks began to hurt.

More than a hundred people put on a perfect show in the assembly workshop and successfully fooled Harmand. For the employees involved, it was simply more tiring than working overtime.

Faced with Androv's question, Lin Ju shook his head and walked away. The former could only look at the girl from the publicity department who was accompanying him.

The beautiful host felt uncomfortable being stared at by the fat man, so she had to repeat what happened just now.

Androv's expression changed extremely wonderfully. After listening to this, he felt as if he was constipated. It took him a long time to say:

"Sukabret."