Philip walked up to Xia Lei, looking rather embarrassed. “All right, Mr Xia. The XL2500 sniper rifle technology, plus the Gust assault rifle, and this composite intelligent lathe in exchange for the Eurofighter Typhoon engine technology. You win.” 

Ling Han struggled to hold his excitement back. He was about to respond when Xia Lei stepped in front of him, blocking him off. 

Xia Lei stopped Ling Han, but he was in no rush to confirm the deal either. He put a smile on his face and said, “Mr Philip, let’s talk in the meeting room. Look, there’s not even a place to sit here, and I can’t treat my honoured guests so poorly. Please, this way, to the meeting room.” 

“Didn’t you say that we would negotiate here?” Philip was anxious to have this deal signed immediately. 

“Come, come, Mr Philip. Even if we have agreed on something, we’d still need a table to sign.” Xia Lei took Philip by the hand and seemed very friendly. 

Ling Han and the negotiators with him exchanged looks. Wry smiles were on all their faces. 

This negotiation had been conducted in secret, but it was very important to both parties. Xia Lei’s approach to the matter...