Zhou Huan, who came back to his senses, looked at Connor indifferently, "So, are you really coming to me specifically?"

"It is my honor to be able to meet Chinese agents in Country D."

Connor did not seem to have the aura of the legendary superior, but instead expressed his kindness to China and Zhou Huan as gentle as a businessman.

"I didn't expect that a big shot like you would flatter you like those politicians." Zhou Huan said slightly mockingly.

"If you can make you feel better, I don't mind slapping the flattery a little more." Connor didn't care about Zhou Huan's mockery and said with a smile: "But the premise is that you have to hand me the launch vehicle design drawing."

"Huaxia... why didn't we hand over the design drawings to you directly?" Zhou Huan expressed his questions.

He knew that the other party had no need to lie.

Connor's appearance and asking him for the launch vehicle design drawing directly, which has also shown many problems.

But why did the Huaxia Security Bureau do this?

Doing this will not only expose his agent's identity to Connor, but will also cause him a lot of trouble.

If outsiders learn that the world's top arms dealer came to visit Rothschild's illegitimate son, what would outsiders think?

It is probably not long before the investigators from Country D will appear in front of him.

After being angry, Zhou Huan calmed down.

"Yes, I have a launch vehicle design drawing in my hand." Zhou Huan looked at Connor, "But why should I give it to you?"

The initiative in the conversation was held in Zhou Huan's hands for the first time.

The smile on Connor's face faded and he looked at Zhou Huan coldly, "Young man, you are playing with fire."

"So what?" Zhou Huan sneered: "As long as I can't burn me, what can I do if I can't play with it?"

The two eyes suddenly collided in the air, both so cold and so stern.

Suddenly, Connor laughed.

"I came with sincerity." Connor's tone seemed particularly serious at this moment. "I have negotiated the price of the design drawing with Huaxia. I don't think you really dare not give it to me. Of course, in return, I should also respond to Huaxia and will help you once."

A strange expression gradually appeared on Zhou Huan's cheek. He never expected that this legendary figure in the arms world would actually give such an answer!

It's true.

Zhou Huan glanced at Connor deeply, but cursed the old fox in his heart.

He could also imagine that China would not be unsuccessful in exposing his identity to Connor.

But when it comes to help, I have nothing to lack, so what do I need Connor’s help?

etc……

One hundred million?

Could it be that China wants Connor to give him 100 million?

But it’s not right. If it’s really that simple, why ask yourself to make 100 million in a year?

Does China need to make money by itself?

Of course not needed.

The Rothschild family lacks this one hundred million?

There is no shortage either.

So what is the purpose of China sending Connor to his side?

“I need a drawing room.”

Since he couldn't think of it, Zhou Huan didn't want to continue thinking. Anyway, he wouldn't leave until he handed over the design drawings to Connor.

"No problem." Connor smiled and nodded, "It's ready today."

Zhou Huan thought for a while, "So where is my father? How do you need to explain it to him?"

"It's very simple. Just say it as I taught you." Connor said, "Just say..."

...

...

"Are you finished chatting?" Grant put down the newspaper in his hand and looked at Zhou Huan and Connor who were returning to the living room with a smile.

"Yes, father." Zhou Huan bowed to Grant, with a hint of disguised anxiety on his face. Until now, he still doesn't quite apply to calling Grant's father. He can only minimize the chance: "I only knew the purpose of Mr. Conner when he talked to him just now."

"Oh?" Grant seemed to be interested, "Can you talk to me?"

"Of course," said Zhou Huan: "When I was in college in China, I took mechanical design. And because of my hobby, I liked to design some weapons and painted some design drawings in my spare time. But I didn't expect that after leaving China, my design drawings would be obtained by Mr. Connor. This time, Mr. Connor came here to cooperate with me to develop a new weapon."

"New weapons, cooperation?!" Grant was a little moved!

Who is Connor?

A true weapon tycoon, a legend in the arms world.

It would never be easy to work with Connor.

Considering that Connor is an arms dealer, especially a weapon design cooperation, Grande is very moved.

For hundreds of years, the Rothschild family has wanted to enter the field of arms, but has never had a chance.

Now, the opportunity has come.

Arms mean strength, and strength usually means power. As long as you make achievements in the field of arms, the Rothschild family can definitely go further.

As a successful businessman, would he miss such an opportunity for such a good thing?

Of course, he knew Zhou Huan's identity, but he didn't think Zhou Huan would lie.

If we could invite the world's famous Connor just because of just a lie, there were almost few people in the world who had the ability.

But if this matter is true, what a masterpiece it would have attracted Connor's weapon design drawings?

An eighteen-year-old boy and an agent from China, does Zhou Huan have the ability?

"You talk, I still have some things to deal with!" Grant's eyes flashed for a moment, and he stood up tactfully and chose to leave.

He needed to go to the study to think about what kind of benefits and disadvantages this matter might bring. But before leaving, thinking of something, Grant suddenly looked back and looked at Zhou Huan with sharp eyes, "Aslan, your deal with Mr. Connor cannot be counted as a test."

After saying that, Grant stepped away.

"Test?" Connor was obviously a little curious and looked at Zhou Huan beside him and asked, "What test did your father give you?"

"Make 100 million in one year!" Zhou Huan had a headache.

Moreover, what Grant said before leaving was obvious, just because he didn't want him to make money through Connor.

Connor was surprised and surprised that he actually let a child make 100 million yuan. There is indeed a reason why the Rothschild family can last for so many years.

One million is earning 100 million, and it is limited to one year. Even an arms tycoon like him dare not say that he will succeed.

Then Connor made a phone call and patted Zhou Huan on the shoulder with a smile.

"Let's go, let's take you to the drawing room first."

For a big man like him, it's not too easy to have a temporary drawing room...
Chapter completed!