Made in China

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Chapter One

CIA crafted the disguise.  A billion dollars had been invested to create the world’s most sophisticated four seat private plane.  Research from New York’s Science and Technical Library focused my initial conceptual plan.  A little help from a friend at NASA expanded an already excellent idea to a revolutionary pusher fan prop jet. The motor developed two hundred and twenty-five percent more trust from a new design metal blade.  Little known to the communist government was my mission infiltrate their aerospace industry.

As President of AEROFANJET my laymen’s imagination created a 21^st century transporter aircraft from two Rob Roy drinks at a 1998 embassy party with the tall distinguished Dr. Kraft.  The young blond playmate at his side was his latest conquest for bachelor of the year.  She was stunning.  He spoke in his raspy voice to the blond with the curved figure in her black tight dress.  “Cindy are you ready for another cocktail?”   My mind registered the 5’3” 110 lbs. of muscle weight dressed in a 34C/21/34 frame.  She took notice of my photographic brain and said; "Henry, instead of just a Martini order me an Apple Martini.  Philip, your from New York?”  Her captured image I estimated was striving for perfection with sixteen percent body fat.  I answered her question, “a New Yorker transplanted to China.”  The doctor loved eating the sweet cherry from his long stemmed Manhattan glass.   Licking his lips he suggested, “consider the possibility of manufacturing in China.”  Luckily a guest at the party was an acquaintance of the statesman.  “I would like to introduce you to the Minister of Labor Dr. Chang Kuo Lao”

“I was just about to release technical secrets to Dr. Kraft. Are you interested in the US aircraft industry?”  The Chinese official was more than surprised and answered “yes.”   “The outboard manufacturer Mercury was selected to foam cast the 4000CC aluminum block because they produced the L1 Corvette engine.  The perfect four cylinder engine is 2000CC.  Two fours make an eight.   Honda factory was contracted to supply the motors using their V-tech design technology.”

After several more introductions to key officials my contact base was established.  When I finished my second Rob Roy the imaginary designed product was a proposal to CIA Director Dodge. The Chinese government was so impressed with the project they assigned me a team of officials to cut the red tape.  Thanks to China Air with a fleet of 747s, logistics was not a problem.  Prestigious firm of JP Morgan provided the fifty million dollars of seed capital.  Morgan’s investment coupled with the successful sale of twenty-five million common stock shares at forty dollars established AFJ, as a CIA dream spy.   I had the credibility of Rockefeller.

Success came fast.  Acceptance of the product coupled with a sensational demonstration introduction of aerobatic loops at the Paris Air Show sold seventy-eight percent of the first year’s production that day.  Revenues were two hundred million an exceeded the projected half a billion dollars for 2000.  The drawing board had two new models.  An eight passenger coast to coast cruiser producing a speed of five hundred knots.  Short dirt field landing capability added to the bottom line. Our pro forma estimate was three billion dollars in sales for 2002. Amazingly I was the CEO and Chairman of the Board of Directors from a startup idea I read in a comic book several years earlier.

When statements are made about American ingenuity we have to read American history.  Some kid is watching a black and white TV movie of the first rocket ship landing on the moon.  He is so impressed that it leaves a brain etching.  Twenty years later he is working for NASA research designing space capsules. Actually it is a true story.  My friend Simon from NASA designed the aircraft with me. He holds a common stock position that made him a millionaire for his technical concepts for the patented engine design.  My only regret as a team recruiter was not recruiting Simon.  I offered him a half a loaf of seven figures, he laughed.  One night I got him drunk, and my London connection met us in Coco Beach, Florida.  Ice was a twenty-one year old Chinese doll with fantastic legs.  I had requested a look a like for Simon.  The oriental beauty was two inches taller and two sizes larger with 36D breasts.  She had one year more experienced than the twenty-one year old Ice.  We wined and dined. explaining to Simon what China had to offer.  He successfully made love to the erotic Ms. Chin.   "He called me the next morning thanking me three times for the introduction.  Su Chin, I mean Connie is one of the eight immortals of the wine cup.  You’re a hell of a friend.  I enjoy your company, but I’ll never give up NASA."  Simon was NASA’s top gun for conceptual ideas.  The problem recruiting a man with such stature was he was planning Mars landings and orbiting space stations.  A simple new radical designed aircraft did not excite his chemical and digital firing brain waves.

When I flew my guest to the factory the Chinese government had a love affair with Mr. Simon.  They brought in scientists to pick his brain.  With an IQ off the scale and the personality of a US Marine, Simon gathered facts about their projects for my reports.  I recruited several of their key technical scientists to develop our next generation aircraft always sharing our ideas with them.  They earned exceptional amounts by Chinese standards as consultants with sizable fees and stock.  They accepted AFJ as a China company.  I love the fact how easy it is to make a communist a capitalist.  Holiday parties with Simon and I were calendar dates Dr. Chun, Dr. Chang, and Dr. Wang looked forward too and so did the CIA.  One scientist Dr. Ho Tai was amazed at his accumulated stock market position.  Whether he did not want to jeopardize his position with the communist government by taking cash or he was a natural bull market investor he accumulated two hundred and forty thousand shares averaging out at $77.75 a share.  Decadence had stimulated his mind after reading western magazines displaying nine and ten thousand square feet of ranch house floor plans.  America tingled his heart.  Ms. Ice and Ms. Su Chin captured his deepest sexual desires.  As I explained to Simon, “Ho meet Ice and melted.”  

Espionage and spying is a lot of fun when theirs a billion dollars floating around.  The Director of the company was amazed at the details acquired and presented in my reports.  It was the annual report of AFJ that shook his head.  “You paid yourself Twenty million dollar bonus for 2000.  You really wrote a check to yourself for an extra twenty million dollars.”  “Chief don’t cry I’ll hire you as a VP.”  The six foot two inch former navy seal Director cleared his throat, “lets not even think about anything that can jeopardize the mission.  I looked at him seriously, “Bradford do you have all my pay checks today?”  He opened the draw and gave me a stack of six months of unopened envelopes.  “Are you going to ask me for a raise?”  “No thank you, I enjoy my DC visits.”  Director Bradford Dodge was a friend with a six-bedroom ranch house, four children, and a wife famous for her Beef Wellington.  “How’s the wife?”  He lowered his spectacles to the desk, “getting fat.”  “I’m only here for one night can I take you and Josie to dinner?”  Bradford had married his sweetheart in his mind the first day he meet her.  She had a shape men could not take their eyes off.  Picture a schoolteacher with attitude, and grace.  I always enjoyed listening to her conversations.  “Josie, Phillips in town and coming to dinner.  The latest news is he paid himself a twenty million dollar bonus for 2000.  Why he did not top Disney’s CEO Mike Eisiners bonus with twenty-one million is a question you can ask him tonight.  Order the finest wine for our newest CIA millionaire.  I want him to feel right at home.  Remember spare no expense nothing but the best.”

The phone had the familiar sound of a bang.  The Directors one character trait was his distaste for the phone company. He took another quick call and slammed the phone down again.  “I hope your gentler with a cork screw, I had the wine store deliver a case of Don Chappelet for the famous Beef Wellington diner’s.  Director Dodge relaxed at his desk.  “When you first proposed your plan, it was broad in scope.  You hit a real possibility.  The introduction proposal to the JP Morgan firm was the green light, full speed ahead.”  Philip asked, “I always wanted to ask how you arranged the fifty million.”  “Don’t ask, I had nothing to do with the capitalization.  It was all your ideas and business plan that won Morgan.  My comment has to do with the level of success of the mission.  Your penetration into the scientific community is beyond imagination.  I will tell you this I met some of the Morgan people their statements about you as a businessman should put you on the cover of Time magazine as Businessman of the year.  I telling you this for a reason if you fold now the objective is a total success.  Now that your are richer than God, what are your plans?”  Bradford had a point.  “Actually I never considered altering from the mission’s plan, but all work and no play was never my style.”  I had to import everything, my wine, my woman, and my CD songs to small mountaintop home.  “China is in my heart.  Living there has been a cultural experience.  China is truly a culture shock.” 

“To best describe our differences consider spending the day with the Chairman vacationing on the Great Wall of China.  He looked me straight in the eye and said, “You have done more for China than any American.”  Then he injects his western humor, “I’m considering giving you Chinese citizenship.”  He points and talks of history to me.  Consider the experience.  I have a twenty one year old dressed in the new fashion skirt mini.  The red dress is below her knee on one side and the other side it is practically up to her hip.  Ice has the legs of Venus and refuses to wear panties.  She scents herself with a fragrance from the designer collection of Yves Saint Laurent.  Their latest French fragrance is not as strong as the perfume, but it is made to give an aroma of floral rose pedals.  This is the part you will appreciate.  The Chairman points and says, “The wall kept out invaders who wanted to strip China bare.”  He is the leader of two billion people, so in my most distinguished voice I answered him, “a great history.”  At the same time Ice is rubbing my thigh and my boner is pointing east.  All I smell is roses.  The Chairman understands I selected her because she is a western woman, and approvals of my selection of an oriental from London for mating.  I detect his desire for scent as he sniffs and occasionally looks at where the scent of roses is coming from.  Bradford the mission is a success story.

Bradford always enjoyed my story telling.  “You have to tell Josie the story.”  I used some body language to suggest changing locations.  Smacking my lips together I explain the meaning.  “I’m ready for a brandy or a cocktail. What time do you have?”  The desk clock coordinates with my hand motions with the familiar chime as it sounded two times.”  By the third chime Bradford decision was made, “lets go to the club.”  He always called his house the club.  “I never answered your question, because I don’t know what to say.  This year is twenty years of service with the company.  Through a conversation at a party and a strange set of events I have created my golden parachute.  I’m enjoying the mission because it has become more than amazing.  Extracting technical information is more of an exchange of ideas.  I’m completely trusted.  I am totally myself.  The best part is the identity cover story is a real five billion dollar business for 2005.  If I could find a merger acquisition partner, I would consider buying a yacht for Monte Carlo and the Rivera.  China as vast as it is an Island.  I do get island fever.  I desire the tastes of Europe.”  Bradford put his suit jacket on.  “Don’t you eat well in China?”  I moved my chair to its original position.  “Don’t get me wrong Ice is wonderful, but there are many countries in Europe.”  Fixing his tie the Director smiled.  Please don’t tell Josie that story.  You will only excite her.  She will expect the impossible from me.”  Philip loosened his tie a notch.  He would fill in some interesting observations he had made.  He had formulated a new theory and believed it should be part of the expanding mission statement.  Dinner, brandy, and a cigar with his dear friends was the plan for tonight.

ENDChapter Two (Weather)

Book Jacket

A agents fantasy cover story becomes reality at an embassy party.  The intrigue is sexy, the romance is erotic and the love affaire is romantic.  JTS brings you into mysterious politics wealth and murder, assassinations and love.  The premise is technology.  Can a scientist discover a way to change the Earths weather patterns?  Is there a secret society trying to control the world from the Himalayan Mountains of China?  We find the answers when we are Made in China at the Paragon Zone.

Review

An adventure into Made in China with the CIA infiltrating high tech secretes that could change the natural forces on Earth.  American  ingenuity creates a billion dollar business and a life style only a few can live.  Paragon Zone novel Made in China has New York Times Best Seller written all over it.