Chapter 1587： Sell ​​2 lots?

The embarrassed Liu Junyu suddenly regained his strength, and rushed to Yang Cheng, clenching his hands into fists, "How can you do this?"

Yang Orange laughed, "What's wrong with me? Don't you know what kind of person I am?"

Liu Junyu's emotions about to explode suddenly stagnated, and he faced Yang Cheng dumbfounded.

"Okay, what a big deal? As for being so excited?" Yang Cheng said coaxing the child.

"You~you~you~" Liu Junyu forgot whether he was angry or what he was doing.

"Don't you, have a good chat with Susu, and you can't blame her for some things." Yang Cheng seemed to be a great relief for Susu, but it was this kind of calm attitude that made Liu Junyu angry. Out, the lungs are almost exploding.

At this time, the captain broadcasted a notice, "The plane is about to descend. Please return to your seat and fasten your seat belt."

The landing process was smooth, with almost no turbulence, and even no obvious feeling of landing, which shows that the captain's basic skills are very good.

The Jason slid to the tarmac, the stewardess opened the door, and the customs staff of Oman Airport boarded the plane to handle the entry formalities for Yang Cheng and others.

At the same time, Leiden followed behind to board the plane, greeted Hansen, and stared at each other a few times. Seeing that Yang Cheng's procedures were completed, he immediately greeted him, "Boss, it's a hard journey."

Yang Cheng patted the other person on the shoulder, "Don't fix these useless ones, have you made an appointment?"

Leiden immediately said, "Hams Mohammed, the first deputy minister of the Ministry of Fang of Oman, is also a member of the arms procurement team. The military has a veteran qualification. His word is enough to influence the purchase intention."

"Very good, when will we meet?"

"Tonight at our hotel."

"Then let's go~"

Muscat, the capital of Oman, is surrounded by mountains and the sea, and is located at the key point of the Persian Gulf leading to the Indian Ocean. It is surrounded by mountains on three sides, bordered by the Arabian Sea in the southeast, and the Gulf of Oman in the northeast. It has beautiful scenery and is an important port for trade between the ancient country Z and Arab countries. It is also the only port city through the Arabian Peninsula on the maritime "Silk Road".

From the topography, Muscat is very similar to the mountain city of Country Z. When you drive among the mountains, you can always find different scenery in the mountains that follow.

A line of four or two of the Middle Eastern version is driving domineering among the mountains, Yang Cheng feels that Muscat’s greenery is very good.

It’s just a monotonous building color. It’s easy to visually fatigue after watching for a long time. Leiden, who is in charge of driving, said while holding the steering wheel, “Due to ZF regulations, Muscat’s houses can only be light colors such as white and purple. Resist the hot light of the desert."

Yang Cheng nodded. The rows of white houses really give people the illusion of being in Santorini, but the blue of Santorini is missing.

Along the way, the urban area seems very deserted. Except for the few passing vehicles, there are few pedestrians on the road, nor can you see the common domestic electric bicycles. There are no high-rise buildings on both sides of the road, and most of them are two- or three-story independent This small villa is white all over, and the area of ​​the house looks quite large, with the sense of sight of a local tyrant.

Not only the houses are white, but the robes that people wear are also white, which is the most common white robe for Arabs. Flip-flops are stepped on under their feet, and they are very simple and monotonous.

White is a symbol of holiness in the Arab world, and black robe is the clothes for funerals.

In hot weather, big white robe and big slippers are the standard equipment here. Outsiders will feel the exotic atmosphere. As for the heat, only they themselves know.

The place they just passed through belongs to the old city, which still has many Arab-style buildings, including four world heritage sites, ancient city ruins, and the magnificent Booth Said Palace.

And now I’m in the new city. The commercial district here is fashionable and prosperous. There is also the most beautiful beach in the Arabian Peninsula. The popularity is also a bit more popular, but it is also limited. After all, it is almost noon, and the hottest time of the day is coming. As long as the mind is not bad, they don't want to challenge the sun's limit outdoors at this time.

Yang Cheng and the others were also not prepared to hang out, and went straight to the resort hotel in Leiden. It is said that it is still the highest hotel in Oman. It is located on the outskirts of Muscat, at an altitude of 2,000 meters, sitting on the Grand Canyon of Oman and Alha. With the magnificent scenery of the mountains, the name of the hotel is too long to be watery.

Leiden said that this place is known as the closest place to paradise in Oman. The scenery is really good. At night, the temperature drops, looking up at the starry sky and the screaming of insects and birds in the ears, making people forget the hustle and bustle of the city and blend into the most natural world.

But that is something that can only be enjoyed at night. Right now, it is noon, and the high temperature of up to 45 degrees is about to cook people. There is no mood to see the scene.

After checking in, I quickly got into the air-conditioned room and my brain started working again.

Although I have been roasted in Saudi Arabia before, it has only been a few days and I feel that the temperature has risen another step.

"Damn, no matter how many times I've been here, I can't stand the heat in the Middle East."

Air-conditioning is not enough, Yang Cheng fanned a magazine to help quickly eliminate sweat.

The two girls were also dripping with sweat and they met in the bedroom to take a shower. Since the window paper had been broken, there was no need to pretend, Yang Cheng directly asked Susu to carry the luggage into the master bedroom.

What I got was naturally the two women's white eyes thrown at the same time, and Yang Cheng readily accepted it.

"Let's talk about that situation with Harms."

In the role of secretary, Leiden took out a cold drink from the refrigerator. During the period, he also found a beer specially placed in the hotel and asked Yang Cheng if he wanted to drink it.

"Stop drinking, just give me a cold Coke."

After pouring both Yang Cheng and Hansen a glass, Leiden said, "Harms is a country Z player and has a great liking for country Z, and his attitude towards the United States is relatively neutral. It is not good or bad. "

"Z Guotong? This is good news. What does he think about this order?"

Leiden smiled a little helplessly, "He is one of the few Junfang bosses who are biased towards Korean products. Of course, the reason is not how good the performance of K2 is. It is purely at this price that products that can compete with it are really not. many."

Yang Cheng frowned again, "So, M1A2 basically missed Oman?"

Leiden didn't dare to say something to death, and could only respond with silence.

"What if it's second-hand goods?" Yang Cheng suddenly whimsical. It's not that the United States does not sell second-hand goods, but Oman is willing to accept second-hand goods. As Lu Jun's main battle tank for the next few decades, Oman is willing to ask for second-hand goods?

Oman is only the poorest in the Middle East, not the poorest in the world. If it is really poor, it will not spend $1 billion to update its weapons and equipment.

Since people don't need money, why buy second-hand goods?

But Leiden's eyes lit up, rubbing his chin and said, "It's not impossible to operate."

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