For Mike. Lang's way of answering made Norman, who was puzzled. Prince had no choice but to shrug his shoulders and follow Mike. Lang's gaze passed.

"Well, see, the hat belongs to that kid, if you like it, you have to talk to him!"

By the time Tang Yunyang approached, a stretcher bearer from the French army had already greeted him. Lang greeted him in loud Chinese.

"Hey, Don I have a good idea, do you see the fat man in front of you, he's a very rich guy, if he is willing to cooperate, we can study and make that shooting coordinator you said! But he has one request......"

After the wounded French soldier in his hand was taken into the tent of the hospital by others, Tang Yunyang breathed a sigh of relief, and it was really not easy to support a guy who weighed nearly 90 kilograms at 1.8 meters.

As for doing business, Tang Yunyang, who is not interested in doing business now, didn't bother to pay attention to him at all, and only asked casually: "What does he want?" ”

"If you want him to cooperate, then you have to give him your hat. Look, I know it's not very reasonable, but Don, think about it, it's our only hope that the two of us can get it done. ”

When his weapons were confiscated by the officers of Raphael's squad, Tang Yunyang had already decided that he was going to serve in the Foreign Legion in France. At least that would have an official identity, so for Mike. Lang's purely "whimsical" dream of making a fortune is not interested in the slightest.

He shook his head and said, "No, I'm already tired of being here, as long as you help me find out about the recruiting office of the Foreign Legion, I'll leave here, and as for the helmet, I'll give it to you, you can do it!" ”

Norman. Prince observed the strangely dressed Chinese, probably due to the millionaire's father's inherited ability to judge lenders. He had a feeling that the guy in front of him was different from the Chinese he had seen before.

"Mike, please tell him, $100! If he sells me a hat, I'll give him $100. ”

$100, in an era when millionaires could reign supreme, was already quite a fortune for the average person.

Mike. Lang's two eyes shone brightly, and the hat called the helmet Tang Yunyang had already given it to him, and Norman. Prince's $100 could easily slip into his pocket. However, this is clearly quite far from his "great goal".

"Oh, no...... No...... No! If you promise to contribute, he can give you this hat! ”

Mike. With a malicious smile on his face, Lang bowed to Norman. Prins made a negative sound in his mouth and said something even more seductive.

"Norman, I know you hate the Germans, too, but their machine gun bullets can shoot through propellers, so they knocked me and some of our friends down. And he knew what was going on...... He is an amazing inventor from China. ”

As he spoke, his head tilted towards Tang Yunyang on the side, and casually said a lie that seemed to be the same as the truth.

Norman. Prince looked at Tang Yunyang suspiciously, and muttered, "Chinese inventors? ”

"Look, it's just a matter of making it. Think about it, Norman if that's the case, we'll be able to ...... You can beat the Germans, you see? ”

When Mike. When Lang said this, Norman. Prince was a little moved, he knew very well that a piece of weapon-related equipment during the war would earn him a lot of money.

This was not his main concern, the point was that it would be of great help to him and his companions when it was built, and when he flew again, he would not be like a bunch of stupid ducks sent to his death.

He was a little suspicious and tilted his head to look at Tang Yunyang on the side, and said in disbelief: "Will he know about those planes?" A Chinese? And I didn't hear that they have the ability to make airplanes! ”

Mike. The vivid expression on Lang's face turned cold.

"Hey, hey, look down on the Chinese? Norman, you're going to break my heart when you say that! "No, needless to say, I just want to know if you're interested in my proposal?" ”

Tang Yunyang couldn't understand what the two people were saying, and the individual words he occasionally understood couldn't help him guess the meaning, but he didn't like the eyes of the fat man in front of him, and his eyes contained doubts and contempt.

He asked Mike on the side. Lang said: "What's wrong?" The hat is yours, why is he looking at me? ”

Mike, who is good at checking faces. Lang could see that Tang Yunyang didn't like Norman very much. Prince, with a move in his heart, dispelled the future path that Tang Yunyang had determined for himself.

"He told me that you don't know French, so the Foreign Legion won't want you."

Hearing such words, Tang Yunyang was a little disheartened. Yes, I barely know any foreign languages, and it is probably unrealistic to enter the Foreign Legion and learn again.

Mike. After careful observation, Lang noticed the change in Tang Yunyang's thinking, and his heart was happy, it seemed that his fortune plan had hope of success.

He continued: "But if you give him a hat, he will pay for the development of a firing coordinator, and if he succeeds in the future, he can hire those Chinese laborers, I think at least so that they can be farther away from the front line, what do you think?" ”

Speaking of which, Tang Yunyang was a little moved, although he wasn't sure if he could make that shooting coordinator, but if he could help those Chinese laborers here, it was something Tang Yunyang was very happy about.

After all, it had been heard that Chinese laborers had suffered more than 50,000 casualties on the front lines of the Western Front alone, and that if they had worked in factories, the least threat to their lives would have been much smaller.

And his hope of joining the Foreign Legion was dashed, so he could be regarded as having a foothold.

"Well, the hat is yours, yours is in charge! If I can hire those Chinese in the future, as he says, then I will stay, but I can't guarantee that I will be able to make it, you have to make it clear to him. ”

Mike. Lang secretly laughed in his heart, knowing that in this war environment, the production of weapons would be a lucrative business. And this Chinese after a hundred years must know something more powerful.

He turned his face to Norman. "That's right, he knows what's going on, and he's a guy who knows a lot of new weapons, and I think we're all going to get rich!" Of course, the main thing is that you will contribute and I will give everything I have, and he will join in the form of technology shares, and in the future, the three of us will each account for one-third of the shares, and then this hat will also belong to you, what do you think? ”