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Chapter 144 Photos are also sold for money

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    Not only was Evans so excited that he almost fainted, but a few days later, when Evans came to the 23rd Factory in the dust to tell Zhuang Jianye the news face to face, even a man of two generations felt his blood pressure skyrocketing.  .

    Fifteen models, 1,000 of each model, equals 15,000 model aircraft. Calculated at US$200 per aircraft, that is US$3 million.

    This is still a preliminary confirmed order, and there will be more to follow. You must know that the relationship Evans has established is not an ordinary relationship. The old man Lindemann, who has a fierce face, a cane, and a rough voice, is actually a subordinate of the National Veterans Association.  Director of the United States Army Air Corps Association.

    As the predecessor of the U.S. Air Force, these veterans of the U.S. Army Air Corps fought bloody battles with the Axis Powers in World War II. They retired one after another after the war. More than thirty years later, they have already entered old age.

    In order to let American teenagers remember the history of their bloody battles, the American Veterans Association raised funds to build or repair more than 600 World War II memorials across the United States. As a subsidiary of the Veterans Association, the Army Air Corps Association naturally took on the responsibility for related exhibits.  Raising efforts.

    There is no shortage of real old aircraft in the Army Air Corps Association. With its huge influence, it only held a few simple gatherings. Those veterans who had already entered the political and business circles of the United States donated generously. All kinds of World War II veterans  Planes are piled into the association, and there are even many good guys who can fly into the sky on them.

    What they lack is a teaching aid model that can explain the principles to children and allow people to understand the aircraft structure and performance structure, so that more people, especially children, can love aviation.

    After all, children can see real airplanes, but explaining them to real airplanes is unrealistic. Dismantling and drilling holes are physically demanding tasks. It would be bad if something happens to a child during the process.  .

    For this reason, Lindemann and others approached the manufacturers that manufactured those World War II aircraft, hoping that they could customize a batch of such teaching aid models for the association.

    Those airports can do it, but the problem is that not only is it troublesome, but there is not much profit. What's more, even a regular aircraft manufacturer can't build real aircraft, so they still build model aircraft. It's a joke.

    So several major aviation manufacturers took out several model aircraft in stock and sent Lindemann and others out like beggars in the name of donation.

    Just when Lindemann and others felt that this matter might not be possible and were about to put it aside temporarily and wait for it to be solved later, Evans knocked on Lindemann's door in a daze, and the whole thing became logical.  .

    Looking at Evans sitting across from him, Zhuang Jianye really didn¡¯t know what to say. This guy was no longer as simple as being kissed by the angel sister.

    "I'm so lucky that I can't help but curse."

    Of course, if Zhuang Jianye wants to explode, he can only do so in his heart, because he is also very lucky. Ning Xiaodong's exchange of foreign exchange in the special zone did not go smoothly. There is no way to deal with half a million US dollars. The amount is too large and cannot be done in a short time.  , the two of them were watching, and Evans dropped the real three million US dollars. Well, he was also given a turn by the angel sister.

    "That's how things are. Now I want to know when will you give me the goods?" Today, Evans is confident and sunny, with a bright and gentle smile. He can no longer look like the homeless man he once was.  His speech was direct and to the point, and it was obvious that he had been thoroughly honed by several months of sales.

    Zhuang Jianye hesitated for a moment: "This is more troublesome. As you know, our production line is not large in scale, and many of the processes are complicated and slow to do. So, do you think it will work in one and a half years?"

    "Yeah~~" Evans rubbed his chin and pondered for a moment: "It's a bit long, but if you explain it well, it should be acceptable to the Army Aviation Association, but you'd better take photos of these models.  Umit's the kind of photo album you put in the model, those old guys especially like your photos."

    "this¡­¡­"

    ¡°I know it¡¯s not easy for your photographers to create works. How about I pay you $1 for each photo?¡±

    Zhuang Jianye was so happy that he could sell his photos for money. Ju Tao had a nose full of tears after hearing this. Um I seem to have forgotten that this guy has no idea about money. I guess his father would have a nose full of tears.

    Seeing Zhuang Jianye frowning and not saying anything, Evans thought he was dissatisfied with his price. To be honest, this type of photography is very expensive in the United States. One dollar would cost you one comparable to aerial photography.  Photos of the model, that's not a way to kill someone. If he were in the United States, Evans would definitely be beaten out with a stick, so he thought about it, gritted his teeth, and said generously: "Two dollars, no more!"

    Zhuang Jianye came to his senses when he heard that it was $2. He was such a thief. If it increased by $1, he wouldHe knew that Evans was looking for a bargain, so he said without thinking: "Six dollars."

    "too expensive!"

    "You know how difficult it is for us to take a set of model photos, lighting, props, photography"

    "$3, Zhuang, you can only offer so much." Evans finally showed his cards, and Zhuang Jianye accepted the offer. Then the two discussed some details of the contract, and Evans asked to meet the photographer.

    Zhuang Jianye leaned on the chair and thought for a while, then called the clerk next door and asked him to call Ju Tao over.

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    Master Ju has not been living a very good life these past few months. Ever since he agreed to Zhuang Jianye to come to the 23rd Factory to bring a few apprentices, Master Ju has felt uneasy. As a result, one day he suddenly broke into his son's studio and was heartbroken.  The glass heart was completely broken.

    I thought my son was secretly dating that girl inside, but I never expected that he was actually taking photos of a bunch of models with a camera. Later, Master Ju learned that his son¡¯s true love was taking photos, and Master Ju almost collapsed.  .

    Carrying a stick, he chased Ju Tao for half of the factory. In the end, if Ju Tao hadn't burst into Zhuang Jianye's office, he would have had to break his son's legs.

    So the idea of ??letting his son go home came up again, especially since the main factory regarded the 23rd Factory as a pilot plant. Later, after the 23rd Factory ran out of goods for the 6th Branch, Master Ju¡¯s idea became even stronger.  After working in Yonghong Factory for so many years, he has seen many branch factories challenge the authority of the main factory. Is there a good ending?

    Were the martial arts factions in several branches powerful back then?  If you dare to beat the factory director or secretary by their hair, what will be the result?  Is there any good fruit to eat?

    I never thought that my son would not listen to what I had been saying sincerely for a long time. He simply hid in Zhuang Jianye's house with his camera in hand. Master Ju felt worried, crazy, and scratching his hair. He really wanted to grab his son by the collar and ask him who he was.  , or the camera is my biological father.

    He had no choice but to change his strategy and go to Zhuang Jianye, saying that he would get his son back no matter what. However, Zhuang Jianye was not there several times. This time when he heard that Zhuang Jianye was back from a business trip, Master Ju came to the 23rd Factory in advance and was perfunctory.  After giving some instructions to a few stupid apprentices, he waited for Zhuang Jianye.

    Finally waiting for the definite news, Master Ju put down his work, came out of the workshop, and went straight to the factory director's office. As soon as he arrived at the door, he was still thinking about what to say, when he heard a burst of bird singing from inside, and he didn't understand a word of it.  , Zhuang Jianye's voice came after a moment: "Evans said that your photos are very good, and he is willing to buy your photos for $3 each."

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