Chapter 426 Chicago Typewriter!

"Sir, please stay! Can I talk to you?" Chen Jiaju stopped each other with a smile on his face.

The young man hesitated for a moment and said with a smile, "Well, anyway, I don't have a seat in the hard car... Where are we going to talk? Is it right here?"

Looking at the toilet behind him, Chen Jiaju smiled secretly. This guy's emotional intelligence is really limited, and he is really straightforward.

"Come on, follow me to the dining car. I'm also a little hungry!" Chen Jiaju has made up his mind that if the person in front of him really came out of the place he imagined, then this trip to New York would be really unexpected.

Perhaps it was really a bold rectum. The white young man did not hesitate too much. He picked up his backpack and followed Chen Jiaju to the sleeper without worrying about safety or anything at all.

At this time, the door of the flight attendant opened, and the flight attendant saw a white man in ordinary clothes behind Chen Jiaju, and he was careful to intercept him.

Chen Jiaju glanced at him with dissatisfaction. The flight attendant was scared by his eyes as sharp as substance, and his heart shivered. It was not until Chen Jiaju and his figure disappeared in the sleeper corridor that the flight attendant barely stood firm with his legs weak. He knew that it was lucky that the other party did not make trouble for him, and he dared to be troublesome again.

At this time, the huge dining car was empty except for Chen Jiaju and the white young man.

However, the cook here is obviously in good spirits. When he saw a guest coming, he immediately showed off his skills energetically. With little time, the table full of Western food was already full of the table.

The white young man may have been really tired all the way. He was not too polite to Chen Jiaju. Seeing that the other party had no intention to object, he began to eat. The happy energy made Chen Jiaju nod secretly.

Chen Jiaju secretly said that wine is like a character, but he doesn't know that this appearance can also reflect a person's most simple temperament!

This is the good thing about Western food. It is relatively simple. The steak salad on the table is swallowed by two strong men, which is rapidly reduced, and there are only a few empty plates left on the whole table.

Putting down the knife and fork in his hand, the white young man couldn't help burping. Even though his emotional intelligence seemed to be a little low, his face also blushed and a little embarrassed.

"Sir, I'm really sorry. I've been wandering around in the mountains these days. I haven't eaten well. I can't control the amount of food at once!" The white young man said shyly.

Chen Jiaju called the waiter and asked for a bottle of whisky, one for each.

The white young man was really guessed by Chen Jiaju as a gentleman in wine. Looking at this full glass of whisky, he couldn't help moving his index finger.

Chen Jiaju smiled and said, "Didn't you ask your name?"

The white young man smiled and said, "Just call me Sigen."

Chen Jiaju raised the glass in his hand and smiled, "Come on, Mr. Sigen, my dear Chen Jiaju, cheers to our acquaintance tonight!"

The white young man was not polite. He smiled at the corners of his mouth and said nothing. He picked up the glass and drank it all. The kind of drinking was as pleasant as drinking water, which made Chen Jiaju's eyes bright.

"Good drinking," Chen Jiaju began to say, "Sigen, look at your dusty appearance, are you a salesman?"

Sigan was stunned. Obviously, he didn't expect that his identity would be guessed by a stranger he had just met.

"Yes, I'm indeed a salesman now, but damn it, no one knows such a good thing!" Sigen may have encountered too many setbacks in the process of promoting products. Under the stimulation of this alcohol, he regarded Chen Jiaju as the best venting object.

Chen Jiaju knows it well. Just by looking at this Sigen's style, it can be inferred that his previous identity must not be in this industry. After Jingjing listened to Sigen's talk, Chen Jiaju's eyes became brighter and brighter. It seemed that he was lucky and really picked up the treasure!

Sigan's previous job was not a salesman, but a technician at the famous Colt Military Factory. This person is intelligent by nature, but he committed the same problem as Jimmy, the current general of Chen Jiaju, which is not good at dealing with others because of his outstanding personality.

After a long time, Sigan was slowly squeezed out of the small circle by those colleagues. If it hadn't been for his boss's talent and finally given him a position as a salesman, I'm afraid Sigan would have been kicked out by the Colt Military Factory.

The dull Sigan went to sales. The performance can be imagined. It has been more than half a year, and he hasn't made a single order. His days at the Colt Military Factory are already one of the few.

"Sigan, your Colt Military Factory is at least a famous big company. How can you let a salesman like you sell everywhere? This is a little strange!" Chen Jiaju narrowed his eyes and raised the questions in his heart.

"Oh, don't mention it, it's not the bullshit Otto Arms Company designed a new automatic weapon, oh, it's also named Thomson submachine gun! The design is novel, but the cost is too high. I have traveled half of the United States, and few institutions are willing to buy it. It's really boring!" When it comes to this, Sigen is full of complaints, and he picked up the glass and drank it all.

Wait, what? Thomson submachine gun?

Chen Jiaju's heart began to beat violently. He never thought that in such an accidental situation, he could come into contact with the Thomson submachine gun, one of the most famous firearms of this era!

Many people must be deeply impressed by this kind of sharp weapon in the gangster movies rendered by later Hollywood movies. I don't know how many military enthusiasts have been fascinated by that kind of close-range and powerful melee weapon.

The Thomson submachine gun, nicknamed "Chicago Typewriter", has gone through twists and turns since it came out. Although its advantages are very obvious, its strong firepower and super stability are eye-catching, its shortcomings are also obvious.

Chen Jiaju heard that as a former gun designer, Sigan was very disdainful of the shortcomings of this Thomson submachine gun.

My military factory is about to be completed. Although I have dug several engineers from the military factory in Prague, the originally planned production line of the Czech light machine gun is also under intense installation and commissioning.

But when he heard that Sigen actually came out of this famous Colt military factory, Chen Jiaju's mind obviously began to come to life again.

Thinking of the love gun in his arms, Chen Jiaju was turbulent again. Yes, isn't this Browning M1911 also produced by Colt Military Factory?

"Sigan, you just said that you were originally a technician at the Colt Military Factory, so you must be proficient in the design and manufacture of various firearms?" Chen Jiaju calmly poured wine for Sigen again.