Chapter 620: Chapter 285: Nuclear Reactor_3
Harvard thought for a moment and responded: “But you haven’t said what you’re going to do with it after buying it.”
“I’ve decided to realize your dream! Retrofit it and install it on yachts and ships.”
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“Although we don’t have aircraft carriers or submarines and can’t afford them, we can manually create a beggar’s version of a nuclear-powered civilian warship. You don’t have to worry about the staff either, I have plenty of talented people who can get to work.”
Allen Zhang said, “Once my people get the A10 Warthog sorted, they can come help you research and design how to get it onto the ships.”
Harvard was stunned, not expecting the other party to actually agree with his idea. Surprised, he said, “You actually have an A10 Warthog? Aren’t you just a scrap collector?”
“Yes, I am a recycler, but I also retrieved that A10 from the airplane graveyard. Didn’t cost much either. Isn’t your nuclear reactor also unwanted scrap?” Allen Zhang smiled.
Harvard thought for a moment and said, “If it’s just ordinary ships and yachts, there’s no need for a nuclear power unit. At least install it on an escort ship or cruiser, right? Since you can buy an A10, buying a cruiser or destroyer shouldn’t be a problem either?”
“Do you think destroyers are sold as cheap as cabbages?” Allen Zhang replied irritably, “Even the cheapest destroyer costs upwards of a billion dollars, even a decommissioned one sold domestically is nearly a hundred million dollars. Even for second-hand junk you’d still need millions of dollars, not to mention the maintenance and upkeep costs will also be significant, easily running into tens of millions of dollars!”
Warships are not like armed helicopters, they are also highly sensitive; typically affordable to buy but expensive to maintain.
The Forest aircraft carrier had a construction cost of 13 billion dollars, with annual maintenance fees of 3 billion dollars, all because during last century’s Vietnam War, it accidentally blew up a ‘Zuni’ air-to-ground missile, causing an explosion on the carrier, leading to the declaration that the 13 billion was a total loss. It also resulted in 134 deaths, 64 injuries, 21 aircraft destroyed, and 43 aircraft severely damaged.
After its decommissioning, the Forest was put up for auction, and nobody wanted it even for 1 cent. Ultimately, the carrier was sold to All-Star Metal Company for the meager price of 1 cent and was treated as scrap.
But there must have been quite a bit of backdoor dealings. After all, even selling it as scrap metal, it couldn’t possibly be worth just 1 cent; people aren’t that foolish. Such deals don’t just happen.
Not even the General Sect Leader could spend just 1 cent on a decommissioned, scrapped aircraft carrier.
After some thought, Harvard agreed as well, “Okay, I might consider working with you. How much are you planning to pay me? I won’t work for anything less than 3000 dollars a month!”
“…” Allen Zhang looked at Harvard with a bizarre expression.
This silly kid must have taken too much direct radiation.
“I’ll pay you 3500 dollars.” Allen Zhang said.
Harvard quickly nodded in agreement, afraid that the General Sect Leader might change his mind, grinning from ear to ear, “That’s way more than what I made working at the tire shop, and I even get to do what I enjoy. You really are a good person!”
Not really, are you actually settling for that amount?
“Do you have another job?” Allen Zhang asked in surprise.
“How else would I eat or drink? I’ve got a girlfriend too!” Harvard said.
Just one, what’s there to brag about?
The General Sect Leader’s got several girlfriends.
Immediately, he called Dominic and a few others outside, “It’s all clear, everyone come in, there’s no radiation here. Because the radiation has all been sucked up by this dimwit.”
Harvard suspiciously asked, “Which dimwit?”
“It’s fine. Go play.” Allen Zhang waved his hand dismissively.
“Alright boss.” Harvard turned and ran to the side, crouching in the corner, and started counting a stack of 10,000 dollars.