143: Chapter 143 Winning Over the Mother-in-Law (crossed out) First Lady
Emily's gaze was like a precision tactical radar.
She locked onto the mechanical legs of those movers, unable to look away. As a core politician who had navigated Washington for years, she knew all too well what this kind of individual combat equipment, capable of allowing a person to easily lift a ton, meant in modern warfare.
This was no mere industrial assistive device.
This was an epoch-making military product capable of changing the form of land warfare!
Chen Yuan followed her gaze, the smile at the corners of his mouth gradually widening.
The fish hadn't just taken the bait; it had taken the fattest piece of bait.
"Excellent eye, Madam."
Chen Yuan snapped his fingers, signaling the security personnel wearing hydraulic exoskeletons to withdraw. He turned around, his deep black eyes flashing with the shrewdness of a businessman.
"A little invention that isn't really worth mentioning; it was originally intended to improve logistics handling efficiency."
"A little invention?"
Emily sneered. She put away the protective frenzy she had shown earlier and donned once again the shrewd veneer of a politician.
"Mr. Chen, my father was once a four-star general at The Pentagon. I grew up among the blueprints of military factories; do you think this line will fool me?"
She took two steps forward in her high heels, her eyes sharp.
"This level of hydraulic transmission and neural assistance system is something even Lockheed Martin is still groping with in their laboratories. You're using it as a handling tool? It's simply a waste of precious resources."
Chen Yuan shrugged nonchalantly.
He knew that Emily had a deep family background, which was why he dared to show the exoskeletons directly. Dealing with smart people was easy; you didn't need to rack your brains to sell to them, as they would imagine the immense value of the item themselves.
"Since you are interested in these hunks of metal, Madam."
Chen Yuan stepped aside, making an extremely gentlemanly gesture of invitation, "Why not go to my reception room for a cup of tea? I have some more interesting little gadgets there that you might like."
Emily gave him a deep look.
She glanced back at her precious daughter, who was still struggling with a sink full of grease in the kitchen, and then nodded decisively.
"Lead the way."
Two minutes later, inside the top-tier reception room of Elysium Manor.
Emily sat on a luxurious velvet sofa, holding a cup of Darjeeling black tea.
The Secret Service bodyguards she brought were all left outside. At this moment, only she, Chen Yuan, and Alice, who stood behind Chen Yuan like a shadow, were in the room.
"Let's get straight to the point, Chen."
Emily put down her teacup and went straight to the topic, "What is the mass production cost of this exoskeleton system? If the military procures it, what kind of production capacity can you provide?"
"Madam, you are too impatient."
Chen Yuan did not answer directly. He walked unhurriedly to the metal safe on the side and entered the password.
"The rough equipment for military use will naturally be discussed with me by the procurement officers from The Pentagon."
"What I want to show you today is a... civilian VIP version, tailor-made for distinguished ladies like yourself."
"Click."
The safe opened.
Chen Yuan took out an extremely exquisite black velvet box from inside and placed it on the coffee table in front of Emily.
Emily frowned slightly and opened the box with a hint of doubt.
There was no cold metal armor inside, nor were there any rough hydraulic rods.
Lying quietly inside was a black corset that looked like a work of art. It was as thin as a cicada's wing, warm to the touch, and its surface shimmered with a strange matte luster.
"This is called 'Venus Embrace'."
Chen Yuan leaned back on the opposite sofa, his tone as soft as a luxury goods salesperson selling top-tier jewelry.
"It uses biological chitin fibers homologous to the exoskeleton. Wearing it, even bullets from a large-caliber sniper rifle fired within ten meters cannot harm you in the slightest."
Emily's eyes changed slightly.
As the President's wife, assassination was a nightmare she had to face every day. A light, concealable, and absolutely bulletproof undergarment was of immeasurable value.
But that wasn't all.
"Bulletproofing is just its most basic function."
Chen Yuan leaned forward slightly, throwing out the real killer move.
"The inner layer of this corset is implanted with a micro-biological wave generator. It will fit your skin all day long, continuously activating your cellular activity by releasing biological micro-currents."
"To put it simply."
Chen Yuan watched Emily's pupils dilate instantly, his voice full of demonic temptation.
"It can burn excess fat and reshape your body curves. It can even promote the wild secretion of collagen, keeping your skin in a firm, twenty-five-year-old state forever."
"As long as you wear it, you will no longer need those expensive cosmetics containing heavy metals, nor will you need to go to Switzerland for any sheep placenta injections."
Dead silence.
The reception room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
Emily stared intently at the black corset in the box. Her breathing became rapid, her chest heaved violently, and the hand holding the teacup was trembling slightly.
Politicians want power.
But women always want youth and beauty.
If the exoskeleton earlier had shown her the benefits of a military-industrial empire, then this "Venus Embrace" had completely shattered all her rational defenses as a woman.
"You are bribing me, Mr. Chen."
Emily swallowed with difficulty, forcing her gaze away from the box, her voice sounding a bit dry.
"No, I am just investing in the radiance of The First Lady."
Chen Yuan smiled gently and elegantly, as if he were truly just a pure admirer.
"You are the face of America. If you can always maintain dazzling youth on the international political stage, that is also adding luster to this country, isn't it?"
This stepping stone was laid too perfectly.
The last trace of defense in Emily's eyes completely melted away. She reached out with her well-maintained hand and, without hesitation, closed the velvet box and hugged it tightly to her chest.
"Chen, you are an extremely dangerous businessman."
Emily looked at him, the hostility on her face completely transformed into the tacit appreciation between peers.
"Regarding the exoskeleton procurement case, I will have the President's national defense security advisor come to talk to you personally. In addition, as long as Jennifer behaves herself here, the White House will be the strongest backer for Umbrella Corporation."
This was the power of pillow talk.
Chen Yuan had used just a piece of biological corset made from scraps to completely open up a shortcut to the pinnacle of power. What is social butterfly syndrome? This is it.
"Pleasure doing business with you, Madam."
Chen Yuan stood up and extended his hand with a smile.
Half an hour later, at the manor gate.
Emily stepped into the bulletproof car in high heels, in a cheerful mood. She couldn't even be bothered to take another look at her daughter in the kitchen, her mind full of rushing back to the White House to try on that magical corset.
"Mom! Are you not going to take care of me anymore?"
Jennifer, wearing plastic gloves, shouted desperately while leaning on the kitchen window.
Emily rolled down the car window, put on her sunglasses, and waved at her daughter.
"Be a good girl and listen to Mr. Chen! Wash the dishes clean! If you don't wash them clean, you don't get to eat!"
The car window rolled up.
The black motorcade sped away, leaving only the First Daughter in the wind, disheveled.
Jennifer stared blankly at her mother's departing taillights, completely dumbfounded.
Is she my real mother or a stepmother?
A few minutes ago she was drawing a gun to fight someone to the death, how did she sell out her own daughter after just one cup of tea?
Chen Yuan stood on the steps, watching this comical scene, in a great mood.
Not only did he solve a big problem, but he also easily obtained a stepping stone to the military. Today's haul was a total victory.
Just as he turned around to go back into the house to rest.
"Buzz—buzz—"
The encrypted satellite phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated.
Chen Yuan took out his phone and glanced at it, a smirk of expectation curling at the corners of his mouth.
He pressed the answer button.
From the other end of the line immediately came Colonel William's furious roar, mixed with a hint of fear and urgency.
"Chen! You selfish bastard!"
"Did you bypass me and show the trump card of the exoskeleton directly to The First Lady?!"
"The generals at The Pentagon have gone crazy! They are flying towards you with a joint procurement team! You must save the first batch of goods for me!"