I’m Just Selling a Little Old Man’s Car, but the Customer Has a Cloth Wrapped Around His Head

Good news: I transmigrated, and I even have a factory.

Bad news: It sells mobility scooters for old folks and is on the verge of bankruptcy.

Good news: I found customers and sold a whole lot.

Bad news: Eagle Sauce says I'm selling weapons to the Russians and wants to sanction me.

Good news: I don't give a damn.

Product 1: An all-terrain agricultural scooter for old folks. Small in size but powerful, it handles a variety of terrain and can move quickly through the countryside. The perfect way to transport potatoes across the East European Plain.

Product 2: A self-destructing, unmanned agricultural spraying aircraft, equipped with a phased-array radar that quickly locks onto pests. Payload: 60 kilograms.

Product 3: A long-range forest firefighting system: satellite-guided, electromagnetically rail-accelerated, efficient and quiet. Note: Do not modify the warhead on your own, for example into a thermobaric bomb, a fuel-air bomb, a nuclear bomb...

If Eagle Sauce says you've got weapons of mass destruction, you'd better actually have them.

Lin Qiuham tearfully nodded. "These are all for the benefit of people's livelihoods, so stop yapping!

Add two more production lines, and I can scatter your ashes to the winds."

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.