The Saturn series of vehicles was established as a division of General Motors in 1985.

His mission is to fight against the Japanese car companies that are rushing in from Japan. The news from the outside world is advocating that Roger Smith is no longer reused within GM.

He doesn't care about that!

Some of his old friends on Wall Street told him that those were all rumors about him by the media affiliated with Sunshine Media Group!

Roger Smith is confident he can get that damn banana out of the car industry!

No matter what the [Land Cruiser] model series is promoted by those damn media, it cannot change that the engine of the [Land Cruiser] is the technology of the Suzuki Group!

"Boss, this is the engineering drawing our people found in the DeLaurie Automobile Engine Shop in Panama."

Roger Smith looked at the thick stack of engineering drawings in his hand and asked his subordinates, "Well, have you compared their concept cars? Is the technology much different?"

"The technical department has made a preliminary comparison, and there shouldn't be much difference."

Roger Smith smiled with satisfaction when he heard this answer: "Oh? Pursuing economy and durability? I heard that the delivery time of their first civilian car seems to be the day after tomorrow, right?"

"Yes, Boss, in order to satisfy some users' sense of difference, DeLaurie spent a total of 1 million US dollars to pick up cars in advance!"

Roger Smith held the bridge of his nose and thought for a moment.

"purchase!"

"No matter you buy it or use any means, I will hold a real-time live broadcast of the national car condition comparison at the Auburn Hills Palace Arena in Detroit the day after tomorrow!"

The subordinate opened his mouth, hesitated for a moment, then nodded and left Roger Smith's office.

After all, no one wants to be buried with the CEO in the last few months. You must know that just yesterday, [Land Cruiser] car delivery sales in 1992 exceeded 10,000 units!

...

The absent-minded Swaraj once again returned to his workshop after a busy day's work.

Yin Mulan didn't know when he had been squatting in the corner of the workshop, stirring the fertilizer in his hand with eyes blank.

"Yin Mulan!"

"Shouldn't you think about how to spend the $10,000 you have on your parents?"

"Maybe the Bollywood model girls will also take a fancy to you, the nursery king of Mumbai!"

Yin Mulan finally rolled his eyes when he heard the consolation from his colleague Swaraj.

After a long while, he replied: "Oh, they won't take a fancy to me, and the nursery tycoon is not that easy to be!"

"I just went out for a walk."

"I asked a lot of people! They have never seen those Americans."

"We should be the only ones on this street. If we can't bring those fellow countrymen hiding in the villas to the Indian Embassy when the war starts, we will die!"

"You'd better cheer up, I can't do this much work alone."

After Swaraj said so many words, Yin Mulan finally had some reaction.

Yin Mulan slowly turned her head and stared into his little eyes with fear on her face and asked: "How did you know you would fight?"

"Our employer has stopped his oil refinery business in Kuwait, which can buy 10 Bollywood models a day. If it weren't for the war, how could he give it up!"

Yin Mulan also wanted to rebut a few words.

A dung truck rang his bell not far from the workshop.

Yin Mulan originally wanted to sit still, but Swaraj pointed at his head and threatened: "You'd better listen to me. If you don't listen to me, I will apply to the American after the mission is completed."

Give me the $9,000 you deserve!"

When Yin Mulan finally stood up after hearing this, Swaraj, who was walking in front, snorted with disdain.

"I was scared!"

"You can't take my money."

"If you take my money, I won't be able to earn the money I want to build a house in Mumbai this year in Kuwait!"

Yin Mulan, who was walking with his head lowered, did not see Swaraj standing in front of the manure truck and was stunned. Yin Mulan squinted his little eyes and whispered: "You can't give them

Say take my money, you hear me? Swaraj!”

"young!"

"You two get along very well!"

When Yin Mulan heard this voice, his neck turned as stiffly as if it was rusty. He was the white man who shot the thief yesterday!

"You...you...you..."

"I...I...I..." The arrogant American didn't care about the surroundings at all and just imitated Yin Mulan's movements carelessly. The pale Swaraj beside him had already lost his mind.

gained the courage to speak.

"When the war starts, do you understand that every villa in the surrounding area will have this leaflet thrown in it?"

Swaraj picked up the information about the [Indian Embassy] introduction on the flyer and stumbled back: "I know... I know."

"Well, don't make any mistakes for me!"

"But you are responsible for more streets. When the matter is over, I will give each of you an extra $5,000!"

When this guy with a sinister face finished speaking, he also finished taking out his feces.

The smelly dung truck slowly left the sight of the two of them. Swaraj took a few deep breaths before turning to look at Yin Mulan.

At this time, the soles of Yin Mulan's feet had already been wet for some time.

"Damn it! Yin Mulan, I think you should give up those rewards! I'm really afraid that you will die of fear on the road."

"Swaraj! No, 15,000 US dollars is enough for me to buy a house in Mumbai!" If Yin Mulan's teeth were not trembling when he spoke, maybe Swaraj really believed it.

"If you have money, you can let the devil push the wheels."

Yin Mulan neatly hid the leaflet on the ground in the nursery and left.

But Swaraj, who was extra-minded, hesitated and turned around, walked into the back kitchen and hid a boning knife under his pillow.

Although he did not know how likely the war that those Americans were talking about would come, it did not prevent him from preparing means of self-defense.

...

Kuwait is not very big.

Standing in Kuwait City, you can basically see the city at a glance. Monica looked at this oil city with curiosity.

“I can’t believe that oil has such great charm!”

Taosi smacked his lips and replied with regret: "Three days! Just three days can make Kuwait lose tens of billions of dollars. Here you can fully experience the luxury of a big city, and you can also feel

Among the most wonderful things in the world.”

Monica Bellucci touched the tip of her nose a little nervously: "Are you sure you want me to come forward to save those Indians?"

Tao Xi curled his lips indifferently.

"Except for those refinery owners who have a sworn relationship with American oil businessmen, who else in Kuwait City knows that Yin Lak has already assembled his army towards the Kuwait border?"

"The earliest is tomorrow, the latest is the day after tomorrow, they will definitely come."

"Those greedy old men in the Indian Embassy are afraid of death. What can they do?"

Monica was still a little nervous when she heard Tao Xi's answer.

After all, Tao Xi asked her to be the hero who saved 200,000 Indians. Even a fool would know that if Tao Xi's plan really succeeded.

What status will she have in India in the future?

Whether it's acting or politics, she can succeed easily.

Tao Xi seemed to see Monica's nervousness: "Don't be nervous, there will definitely not be any big problems with my plan. There will definitely not be any big problems with 440 people scattered among 200,000 people."

Monica took a deep breath and turned back to her bedroom to rest.

After all, no one could handle the high-intensity flight for several days in a row, and there would be a big battle waiting for her in the future.

"young!"

“Isn’t this our winner of this year’s Pulitzer Prize!”

"What are you doing!"

Gerry Lively slapped the back of his head in embarrassment and replied: "Hey! Taosi, don't make fun of me. If it weren't for you, I might still be working as a lighting engineer at MGM Film Studio!"

Tao Xi smiled and hugged Gerry Lively, then told him seriously: "At that time, Monica's schedule and process will need to be re-photographed by Reuters. During the process, you will take the photos taken in Tokyo."

Just take out all of that set."

"Haha, I am now being called the King of Documentaries by those damn colleagues, and now you ask me to shoot news in the form of a documentary."

Tao Xi pinched Gerry Lively's slightly fat cheeks and left with a smile.

He has made all the arrangements that need to be made, and the rest is time to get acquainted with the big shot in Baghdad, hoping that he can give him a little more face in the next actions.

...

The Palace of Auburn Hills has nearly 40,000 seats.

The seats were already full. In order to hold an event that was no less than the [Los Angeles DeLaurie Spring Auto Show], Roger Smith specially invited nearly 2,000 media from around the world to attend.

General Motors not only took care of the food, but also gave a very generous red envelope.

Roger Smith's operation was dubbed by everyone as "GM's last act of generosity"!

In order to make this event more exciting, Roger Smith not only invited dozens of Hollywood stars, but also invited the Detroit Pistons who were originally resting.

This time, there were nearly 10,000 off-road vehicle enthusiasts alone, and a huge crowd gathered near the Palace of Auburn Hills just to watch the fun.

Roger Smith stood in the interview room with a calm face, overlooking the action inside the arena.

"Did DeLaurie promise to deliver the car?"

His subordinate was stunned when he heard Roger Smith's words and then replied: "The other party's answer is very simple. DeLaurie Automobile is [people-oriented], what the customers say is what they say, and they will not reject any customer."
To be continued...