A fire tornado that had once swept across Heisenberg Group had successfully swept its way to the car model named Chinean. Quinna was on cloud nine because sales had been going through the roof in the past few days. They’d even exceeded the sales of automobiles from Hildegard and Yuzuia, who had always topped the sales chart. But in just a few days, the fire tornado burned its way to the Chinean. It took Quinna some time to finally realize that Javier must’ve been behind it all. He had let Heisenberg Group ignite the fire and watched as the flames grew. Eventually, he had led the fire to his own car, the Chinean. Quinna watched Javier leisurely sipping a cup of tea on the sofa and said, "Not bad, huh. You kept me in the dark too. The entire top-level management of Heisenberg Group was completely fooled by you. You even got Solanki Holdings involved. Your brand is getting all the attention now." Javier was noncommittal. He looked at Quinna with a smile and said, "Have the sal
"Young people are different indeed. They’re bright. "From now on, young people should start running the business. You guys know how to operate a business better. The world is your oyster!" Walt had nothing but good things to say about Javier and Quinna. He genuinely liked young people like them. They were both equally outstanding. It made him feel like something could possibly blossom between them. He then told Quinna, "Quinna, you’re already in your 30s. What are you waiting for? If you miss your opportunity, it’ll be gone!" Quinna was a little taken aback, as Walt had suddenly started talking about her when he had just been praising Javier a second ago. But after careful consideration, she realized that Walt was right. She was already in her 30s and she had certainly hit the jackpot by meeting someone like Javier. If she missed her shot with Javier, she wouldn’t know for sure if she would ever meet anyone as outstanding as he was.But when Quinna thought that she woul
"A child surprise..."Quinna repeated, and her face flushed instantly."We’re not talking about this. I'm leaving. Goodbye!"Quinna grabbed her purse and was ready to leave. Javier quickly got up and ran after her.He wrapped his arms around her tiny waist. "Come on, you’re a Vice GM, and this is your turf. You should pay for dinner."Quinna was rendered speechless. She did not understand why Javier would ask her to pay for the meal.Still, it did not bother her. A few tens of dollars was not a big deal for the Vice GM of the Heisenberg Group.After Quinna settled the bill, they left the restaurant. Javier had his hand around Quinna’s waist until they got into the car.After getting into the driver's seat, Javier said to Quinna, "Quinna, I think you're going to be my woman tonight."Quinna was a grown woman and obviously knew what Javier meant when he said that she would be his woman.She replied sternly, "No way. That’s absolutely impossible. Don't even think about it."Jav
If it weren't for their uniform, the two policemen would never have had a chance to grab hold of Javier's arm.He was extremely curious to find out why on earth the police would detain him.Could it be about Saul Smith’s gun attack?That would be impossible. Javier wouldn’t just have had his arms twisted and pinned down if that were the case. Instead, the police would have held a gun to him against the wall. After all, he had a submachine gun in the video. The police would not let their men risk their lives like that.Shortly after, the hotel employee said, "Yes, that’s him. I saw how unwilling the woman was. He forced her into the hotel. He must’ve wanted to force her into sleeping with him!"The employee quickly went to Quinna and stood right in front of her. "Miss, don't be afraid. The police are going to protect you. You don't have to thank me either, it’s my duty as a hotel employee. I will never let anything happen to you at our hotel!"The hotel employee sounded stern and
Sven was still a professional, so he did not sneak off during the press conference.When the press conference finally ended, he declined the organizer's invitation to lunch and finally went to the car manufacturing plant.He needed to look at the car’s interior to understand each part in detail and the rationality of the configuration.Nevertheless, he was a professional racer. To put it simply, if he was given a bunch of auto parts, he would be able to make a car all by himself.Therefore, seeing the assembly process of the Chinean would help him better understand the car.When Sven saw the fully automated production workshop with his own eyes, he was blown away."As far as I know, only big brands in Chinea would use fully automated production lines in order to ensure the quality of assembly."Everything was automated, including painting, installation, and so on. There was no need for manual labor at all, and that meant precision.Although manual labor may still be precise, th
According to a hobbyist survey, a regular small aircraft, one that was four to five tons in weight, flew up to 200-300 kilometers per hour, while a large aircraft that was eight to nine tons in weight would fly over 400 kilometers per hour.Based on that, what Javier said about “making you fly” absolutely did not mean 200-300 kilometers per hour because that would be too mediocre. Many luxury cars could have done it, what was more Ferrari or Lamborghini sports cars and whatnot.Sports cars that exceeded 400 kilometers per hour were rare even though they existed.Javier actually wanted to customize a hydrogen vehicle like this for Sven. It thrilled the latter. Aside from being thrilled, he mentioned things to watch out for in tuning a race car to Javier, only to discover later that the man seemed to know as much as he did and had even dished out fresh perspectives in certain aspects.Broad horizons were something Sven had never had. He was surprised to find that Javier knew about ra
Javier was discussing the date and time to market Chinean with Quinna in the office on this fateful day when Quinna’s secretary barged in without knocking, looking frantic.By right, the secretary had been working with her for some years now, and she should not have acted in such panic, but what she said later surprised even Quinna.“Miss Aurum, this is serious. People from the FIA are here, and Samere McCann has come personally.”The FIA’s full name was Fédération Internationale de l'Automobile. It was not a national organization or an assigned United Nations (UN) organization. It was just an association that automobile companies in the world had gotten together to form. It was said that it took inspiration from the UN for everyone to discuss the direction of automobile development together.As for Samere McCann, he was the president of the FIA.Javier had heard of this man. He was a bigshot in the automobile industry too. Other than having a proprietary supercar brand, he had in
Samere was in his sixties. His hair was snow-white, so he was also called White Old Boy in the industry. White Old Boy looked a little like a hawk, so there were also people teasing that the white eagle on Sammius’ military flag was actually the White Old Boy.Whether it was the while eagle or the White Old Boy, Samere’s domineering sense and shamelessness were tinged with a certain nation’s character.Quinna wanted to retort after what Samere said, but Javier stopped her.“I’m Reivaj Group’s chairman, possessing 70% of the Chinean brand’s profit and 100% rights to its technology. You guys don’t have to talk to others or threaten Heisenberg. Talk to me if you have anything to say.“But sorry to tell you that I do not wish to talk to you because I don’t like you. I’m nauseated once I see all of you, so that’s all for talking.“If you want to continue pressuring Heisenberg, feel free. I can cut myself off Heisenberg and take the brand Chinean off from the group. I’ll run it independ