Such a garden view may be considered pleasant and pleasing to the eyes of the staff of the military-industrial enterprise branch in Babylon, but in the eyes of the Tang side, it clearly shows a strong sense of inseparable incongruity. It is not that the environment is not good enough, but that the arms transactions are too incompatible with the poetic scenery, as if they are forced to combine heaven and hell, making people feel a little unhappy from the bottom of their hearts.

Of course, he doesn't care about how the Star Alliance government plans the "Air Garden". Perhaps it is because its name contains the word "garden". It is a bit unworthy of its name. It may be that companies like the "Roamer Technology Consortium" have brought huge taxes to "Babylon". The Star Alliance government reciprocates and has carefully created such a picturesque commercial park.

Arms and beautiful scenery, war and peace, intrigue and the quietness of time... Tang Fang suddenly felt that this scene was ironic. He wanted to laugh but couldn't laugh, and wanted to get angry but felt that it made no sense. So he always had a few twists in his walking postures, and from behind he looked like a slightly lame young man.

Hausen grinned at him, but he wanted to laugh but didn't dare, because Aros's side face next to him was as cold as a piece of ice, emitting a burst of chill.

There were not many pedestrians on the clean street, and only a few small electric cars parked alone under the trees. Several merchants sat in the lounge areas of the tall buildings on both sides. While drinking coffee, they were quietly watching the four people walking, guessing their goals and goals. The four people were all wearing military uniforms. Generally, it was a military general who sent "Babylon" to purchase. But strangely, the national emblems on the military uniforms of several people had been torn off and could not figure out the origin.

Ward Heavy Industry, Iga Industrial, Black Thorn Ship, Eco Sovopuna Group, Gustas Aerospace Technology Group... Various Star Covenants, non-Star Covenants military industries are located on both sides of the street. The exterior glass curtain walls of tall buildings with different styles and shapes face the "artificial sun" at the altitude, reflecting rounds of colorful rainbow light.

The office of the "Roamer Technology Consortium" in the "Air Garden" is a 20-meter-high building with silver ring shape. The glass doors and windows facing the hall are spotless. The light can be seen, and it is as bright as a mirror that refracts the sunlight.

The receptionist was responsible for the reception work of a 20-year-old young girl in a pure white suit skirt. Seeing Tang Fang and others walking into the hall, she immediately smiled and stood up to greet her: "Hello, welcome."

"Coran Christian is here?"

Conan Christian, whom Tang Fang mentioned, is the head of the "Roamer Technology Federation" branch in "Babylon".

The girl was slightly stunned. The branch established by the "Roamer Technology Consortium" in "Babylon" is not just an office like "Jakartapur". It is a large-scale branch, responsible for the foreign trade and cooperation of the entire enterprise. It is an important department of the entire group company of the "Roamer Technology Consortium". Things like negotiating business are impossible for Conan Christian to come forward in person unless it is a large-scale or huge transaction.

Also, what kind of weird combination is the four people in front of me? The young man who spoke was only two or three years older than her, but why did she give her an indescribable sense of oppression? As the front desk of the "Roamer Technology Federation" in the "Babylon" branch, in addition to excellent communication skills, he also needs to have keen insight, strong adaptability, and excellent psychological qualities to work in such a position. What kind of big figures have never been seen, corporate giants, big arms dealers, pirate leaders, sovereign state generals... she has seen all these. But none of them are like the young man in front of me.

From an etiquette perspective, as a client, it is more or less disrespectful to call the manager's name. But strangely, from his indifferent and peaceful eyes, it seems that all this is natural.

Looking at the few people in detail, the girl found that she was wrong. The feeling of oppression she felt just now did not come from the young man, but from the burly veteran behind him who had a cigar in his mouth and ignored the no-smoking sign on the wall. She had only felt this kind of aura in some pirate leaders who killed people without blinking. But... it was a little different. If the pirate leader I had seen in the past was a vicious tiger, the veteran was a lion who was squinting his eyes and napping.

"Cory Christian is here?"

The girl was awakened by the question, turned her eyes to the young man in front again, thought for a moment, and whispered: "Are."

Tang Fang walked to the rest area next to him, ignored a black man as thin as a bamboo pole, with a scrutiny and fearful look. While sitting down, he ordered: "Touch him if you are affected, just say... 'Morning Star Casting' Tang Fang came to visit."

"Morning Star Casting...Tang Fang..." The girl muttered a few words, and after searching through all her memories, she had no reservation information about "Morning Star Casting". As for the name "Tang Fang", she sounded a little familiar.

"Okay, please wait." The girl quickly turned on the communication device and tried to contact Corey Christian's assistant.

Tang Fang and Aros sat down side by side. During this process, the captain discovered an abnormality that was not unusual. A tall and thin black man sitting not far away from the opposite side shook his hands when he heard the name "Morning Star Casting". A little coffee in the cup splashed out, and a brown filth appeared on the cuffs of his pure white shirt, adding a thick oil color to the black and white background painting, which looked a bit ridiculous, because the oil color was more eye-catching than his black charcoal-like face.

Tang gave him a kind smile. The corners of the black man's mouth twitched a few times, slowly cracking his mouth, revealing his neat teeth with some smoke stains, and smiled reluctantly.

"Hello, Tang Fang..."

The captain suddenly thought this was very interesting. It took only one and a half months to leave from "Jakartapur" until now. Unexpectedly, a black man had heard of the name "Morning Star Casting". It was becoming more and more interesting. A company that had a name but was insignificant but had no shape would enter the vision of "Babylonian" commercial organizations so quickly. If no one secretly promoted the fire, would it be possible?

Take the communication content with Walton a few days ago. He and Joey did receive a lot of minerals using hundreds of millions of star coins in their accounts within half a month after leaving the Morning Star. However, as time went by, the prices of iridium-containing minerals and cesium-containing minerals rose like rockets. Some minerals who established transaction intentions with Walton through business platforms even tried to pay several times the liquidated damages that were deposited several times the deposit and would break the contract illegally. If there was no trick in this, the ghost would believe it.

Tang Fang was very curious. Who was secretly making trouble, Iga Industrial? Or Onines? Or other shipbuilding companies?

He looked up at the huge "Roamer Technology Consortium" icon on the background wall behind the receptionist, frowned slightly, and then stretched out again. Perhaps the "Roamer Technology Consortium" would be unhappy with the existence of "Morning Star Casting", but when he was in the "Jakartabul" star system, he helped Johnny a lot. Even Clement, the capital of Star Port, who seemed to be pro-Iga Industrial, died in the eyes of outsiders.

In this context, if he is a senior executive of the "Roamer Technology Consortium", the wisest way is to wait and see. After all, "Morning Star Casting" has become enemies with "Iga Industrial", and Oneons interferes. In the future, there will inevitably be a commercial war between the two sides. If "Morning Star Casting" collapses, the "Roamer Technology Consortium" will not suffer any losses. If "Iga Industrial" collapses, it may be able to take advantage of the troubled waters and snatch a few big customers over.

He didn't believe that Johnny had not revealed his abilities to the senior executives of the "Roamer Technology Consortium". Johnny and Newton Bell were mediators of the "Lokia Incident" and should have some understanding of his personality and abilities.

Also, he did not come to "Babylon" this time. If he wants to use the commercial resources of the "Roamer Technology Federation" to achieve this trip, he naturally has to give people some sweet tastes. The ship manufacturing process of the Monya Empire cannot be sold, but some land vehicle manufacturing process and Ipsilon wreckage can be sold to them at a discount.

Unless Corey Christian is stupid, he will not pick up the ready-made cheap ones, but choose to provoke him.

Tang Fang was sure of one thing. He thought that the senior executives of the "Roamer Technology Consortium" would definitely think of it. This is the reason why he came to the door without thinking. Smart people often talked about business neatly. Only those small vendors in the vegetable market who do not know how to take care of customers will fight for their parents for a cent.

"Hello, Rutherford."

The black man did not expect Tang Fang to take the initiative to say hello to him. After a while, he quickly calmed down his emotions and replied. His self-regulation ability is great. It can be seen that he is a well-educated person. He just lowered his head when he spoke and did not dare to look at Tang Fang in the eyes. This seemed a bit rude.

"oh."

Tang Fang stopped talking, and he keenly discovered a phenomenon that the receptionist seemed a little discomfortable to Rutherford. When he occasionally looked up at the rest area, he would always look a little disgusted and cautious about the black people, and he was even more eager to speak out. He had a contradictory expression that he wanted to explain something but didn't know where to start. This made him a little curious about what origins Rutherford came from and what was the purpose of the "Roamer Technology Consortium"?

Of course, he would not ask too much, because it had nothing to do with him. The captain has always been afraid of trouble, which is especially reflected in the irrelevant things.

Three minutes later, the elevator door opened, and a handsome man in a suit and ties, shaved stubble walked out with two followers, scanned the hall and walked straight towards the rest area.

The sofa Tang Fang was sitting on faced the street and facing the elevator. He could not see the person behind him, but he could hear footsteps. The sound of leather shoes hitting the floor was dull and steady, which meant that the person came was very confident, but the rhythm was a little faster. He should not be very old, at least younger than Johnny. At most, he was 5 or 6 years old.

A manager in his 30s? If it is an ordinary small company or small business, it may be the descendants of the big boss, but a large arms enterprise like the "Roamer Technology Consortium" is obviously impossible. If he guessed correctly, he would be Corey Christian's assistant.

Therefore, he did not move and sat peacefully on the sofa. It had nothing to do with etiquette, but with identity. After all, he was an Oss of "Morning Star Cast". Even Corey Christian and others were just the head of the branch. His status was much worse than those on the board of directors, not to mention that the person who came to greet him now was only an assistant manager.

In fact, Tang Fang was not a high-profile person, but after the "Jakartabul" made such a stir, his existence has slowly entered the vision of the Star Alliance Business and Political Higher People. In this context, if he continues to keep a low profile, it will make people feel that he is artificial and is better to be proud, which will help enhance the image of "Morning Star Casting".

His face was reserved. Rutherford, not far away, stood up suddenly and quickly walked towards the three people walking out of the elevator.

Tang Fang noticed a detail. Rutherford was anxious, but he still did not forget to tidy up his sleeves to make the coffee stains turn to the side, which was not easy to detect.

The captain's view of ethnography was still in the early 21st century. A black man who paid so much attention to personal hygiene and social details made him lose his mind for a moment. It turned out that... the attribute of cleanliness is not related to race...

"Mr. White, I am Rutherford of the 'Tarno' Group...Is Mr. Cory here?"

"I'm sorry, the manager has not returned from going out to discuss cooperation matters, otherwise, I wouldn't have arranged for me to receive Mr. Tang Fang." Assistant White, who was successful in the young, not only had excellent work skills, but also had a distinctive voice, a slightly hoarse voice, and a moderately fast and slow pronunciation speed. It seemed to have a magical power that made people feel inexplicably intimate and relaxed.

Tang Fang felt that this person must be a master of picking up girls. A person suddenly appeared in his mind. Beckham, yes, it was the number one young man in Tianzi who obsessed countless women. Sometimes he would think viciously that this guy has a good level of playing football. Is he also familiar with the ability to play women?

"Mr. White...it doesn't really need to..."

Before Rutherford could finish speaking, the two men following White were blocking him from the front, like doors.

"I'm sorry. I really can't help you with this matter. When the manager comes back, I will definitely contact your company first." White David said with an apology, his expression was very sincere, his eyes were very clear, and he was like a bright cold pond water. It made people feel no doubt about it.

Unfortunately, Tang Fang could not see this scene. He sat reservedly, his right half of his face drowned in the choking smoke of inferior cigars. Finally, he couldn't help but turn his head, but instead looked at White David walking behind him. Instead, he bared his teeth and looked at Aros next to him without saying anything.

The veteran frowned, with a helpless and reluctant look in his eyes, he took away half of the cigar, and twisted it hard on the glass coffee table without an ashtray.

The insignificant movement between the two looked very natural, so natural that it seemed as if you opened your eyes in the morning and saw the first ray of sunlight slipping into the room through the gaps in the curtains.

White David's steps suddenly became a little messy. Tang Fang said nothing or did nothing, but it seemed that he had said everything and did everything. He didn't know why. The silent communication between the two people in the previous made him feel terrified for no reason. It felt like someone drew a peerless sword and then quickly closed it. There was no cold light, no sword light, only a wisp of murderous aura. Although it was not much, it was enough to disturb his mood.

White David's favorite sport is fencing. Compared to ordinary people, he has extremely sharp eyes and sensitive intuition. This is his specialty and an ability that an assistant should have. He has heard of the name "Tang Fang" for a long time, but he did not take it to heart. However, at this moment, he found that his vision that he thought was superior could not see through the depth of the young man who was several years younger than him.

"I dare to ask, Mr. Tang." He approached the sofa, with a more respectful expression in his originally kind expression.

Tang Fang turned his head and looked at him a few times, and stood up with a smile: "I am Tang Fang."

White David was in a daze and asked himself if he had thought wrong just now. The young man surnamed Tang gave people a very humble and polite feeling, and he was not as he imagined. He was a very cunning and thoughtful guy.

"White, White David."

He stretched out his right hand to shake hands with Tang Fang, and saw Aros, Hausen and Tang Lin. Then he bowed his body slightly to the elevator and gave in: "This is not a place to talk. Please follow me."

Tang Fang nodded and said, "Please," not pretentious. When he walked to the elevator first and passed by Rutherford, he turned his head and looked at him. It seemed that the black man was disappointed and looked at White? David with a few glances, but didn't say much, shook his head and stopped waiting, and picked up the black suit on the back of the sofa and put it on his elbow.

The black suit is neither forward nor backward, just covering the coffee stains on the shirt.

Finally, Rutherford bowed slightly to him, turned toward the gate, the socks in the black leather shoes were almost the same color as the trousers.

Under the guidance of White David, a group of people took the elevator to the manager's room on the 8th floor. The classic layout is - bookshelf, office desk, sofa and coffee table for guests, and the product model of the "Roamer Technology Consortium".

The room was large and there were not many displays, and it looked a little empty. Behind the desk near the floor-to-ceiling window was a white man with a low figure and fat, with sparse curly hair wrapped around his forehead like a swimming ring.

When Tang Fang and his friends entered the door, he was standing up from behind the dazzling white crescent-shaped desk. He seemed to see his relatives who had been separated for more than 20 years and spread his arms from a distance, walked quickly to the captain, and had a very enthusiastic Western hug.

"Tang Fang... Brother Tang, I have heard of you from Johnny for a long time. I have been waiting for you to come to 'Babylon' to meet and make friends, and at the same time, I will do my best to repay the help of my help in 'Jakartapur'. But I didn't expect that this would take a month and a half, but I was so anxious... Fortunately, you finally came." (To be continued, please search for astronomy, the novel is better and faster!

ps: Thank you Danwang and the two book friends Xing Zhouhuang for their rewards.

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