Reverse Rebirth 1990

Chapter 342 352【Buying】

In the lobby of Grand Hyatt Hotel——
Like the layout of many big hotels, the hotel lobby has a reception, leisure area, and lobby bar.

At this time, in the lobby bar, two blond, blue-eyed, big-nosed British guys were drinking coffee accompanied by a middle-aged man.

Besides, there was another handsome young man on the phone at the bar.

The young man on the phone saw Song Zhichao and waved to him.

Of course Song Zhichao knew each other, the youngest of the Lin family - Lin Jiahao.

As for the middle-aged man Song Zhichao, he also knew Ren Darong, the senior police superintendent of Hong Kong. As for the two ghosts, Song Zhichao had already known their identities through Jin Jiu's subpoena.

For these people, Song Zhichao was well prepared, so as soon as he walked over, he smiled directly, and then said to Ren Darong: "Hello Ren SIR, we meet again."

Ren Darong smiled at him, "Yeah, I feel a little uncomfortable meeting so soon."

Song Zhichao smiled, and then looked at the famous ghost with pretended doubts, "I don't know if these two are..."

Ren Darong said: "They are high-level personnel of the Hong Kong Garrison..."

At this time, Lin Jiahao happened to walk over from the bar and said, "Let me introduce you."

"Mr. Smith and Mr. Wilson are both commissioners in charge of investigating economic cases in the military—as for this one, he is my friend and the boss of Hong Kong Wanda Trading Company, Mr. Song Zhichao Song!" Lin Jiahao calmly acted in the middle The introducer, made an introduction.

Smith, the big-nosed British guy, glanced at Song Zhichao: "Dear Mr. Song, Ming people don't say dark words. We are here to handle a case. As for the case, I think you must know."

Song Zhichao smiled slightly when he heard this, and glanced at Ren Darong.

Ren Darong didn't avoid his gaze at all, "I'm a policeman. Someone reported the crime. I'm just in charge of notifying the British Army stationed in Hong Kong. I hope you understand, Song Sheng."

Song Zhichao nodded, stretched out his hand to pull a chair, crossed his legs, sat down slowly, then took out a cigarette and knocked it on the cigarette case, then bit it in his mouth and smiled at Smith and Wilson: " I know all of your reasons for coming, how about this, I won't beat around the bush—how much do you want?"

"Uh..." Smith and Wilson were taken aback, and then their faces were full of annoyance, "Dear Song, what do you mean by that?" They almost growled.

Ren Darong, who was slowly drinking his coffee, almost choked. He didn't expect Song Zhichao to be so bold that he dared to bribe the two British officers in front of him, a senior police superintendent in Hong Kong.

Lin Jiahao, on the other hand, acted as if nothing had happened, smiling slightly while holding a cup of coffee, but he didn't know what he was laughing at.In fact, there was only one reason why he appeared here this time. He was asked by the military to "assist in the investigation."

Song Zhichao didn't even look at the angry expressions of the two officers. He bit his cigarette, put his hands together to light it, and exhaled a puff of smoke before he said slowly, "I admit that I bought the military supplies for your British troops stationed in Hong Kong. About 500 million."

"..." Except for Lin Jiahao, everyone else looked dumbfounded this time. They didn't expect Song Zhichao to admit his "crime" voluntarily.

Ren Darong couldn't see Song Zhichao clearly. Originally, he wanted to intercede later, but it seemed that the intercession was useless. He admitted it, didn't he?Well, let's bury our heads in our coffee.

"Mr. Song, since you have admitted your crime, then..."

Before Smith could finish speaking, Song Zhichao suddenly said: "The cargo is now at the Wanchai Wharf in Hong Kong, but it is on a ship bound for the Soviet Union. To be precise, the cargo has become the Soviets. Not only the Hong Kong police have no authority to Excuse me, your British troops stationed in Hong Kong have no right to detain it, unless your British Empire makes diplomatic representations with the Soviet Union, um, it directly becomes a major issue between countries.”

Both Smith and Wilson, who had vowed so strongly, were stunned for a moment. They didn't expect the water inside to be so deep.

What kind of country was the Soviet Union?
The only superpower that dared to compete with the United States for the Cold War.

Will the British government challenge the huge Soviet Union for a mere 500 million?This question will have an answer if you think about it with your ass.

Song Zhichao looked at the words and expressions, and he knew what Smith and Wilson were thinking when he saw the expressions of Smith and Wilson. He continued: "For the country and the country, what is 500 million? I am afraid it is not as good as bread crumbs. But you put this matter Poke it out, does the British Empire dare to confront the Soviet Union? I don’t think so, um, to be precise, it’s not worth it for 500 million. So, what will your great empire do then? Shame on you, 500 million military supplies Even if the goods cannot be recovered, whose responsibility is it? I and that hapless colonel will bear the brunt first, and then, who will it be?" Song Zhichao looked at Smith and Wilson with a smile on his eyes.

Of course, both Smith and Wilson understood that the next unlucky ones must be the two of them.Who let them have enough to eat and have nothing to do, so they want to throw this hot potato to the government?
For the British Empire, this kind of matter should either not be dealt with openly, or one more thing is worse than one less thing.The most taboo thing is to put it on the table, especially on the table of international diplomacy.

"Of course, since this matter has come out, we must give an explanation to the British government, to the military, and to the two of you..." Song Zhichao elegantly placed a cigarette on the ashtray on the table He flicked inside, "So, I have a suggestion, why don't we continue to cooperate!"

Smith and Wilson looked puzzled, "What do you mean?"

"It means to turn this reselling into a regular business. Don't you have a lot of surplus military supplies for the British army stationed in Hong Kong? How did you do it in the past? Don't tell me, you don't know anything. The remaining The munitions are either consumed by some of your army's rats, or they are directly put in the warehouse to become moldy and spoiled..."

"But have you ever thought that these moldy and spoiled military supplies can be exchanged for money, can be used for business, turned into money, and improved welfare for your army. For example, our Wanda Trading Company is willing to purchase from your army every year Some of your surplus military supplies, of course, you can give appropriate discounts in terms of price, and I will pack these military supplies into normal commodities and sell them in various markets. That is to say, I can serve as your army As for this time, let’s think of it as our practice with each other—just imagine, if you make this major international case of reselling military supplies into a small one, and turn it into a small one, and finally turn it into a bad one. Is it good for you, the army, and the British Empire government to become a normal transaction to improve the welfare of the army and solve the surplus goods?"

After Song Zhichao finished speaking, he took a puff of cigarette and exhaled an oval smoke ring, which drifted away.

Smith and Wilson were speechless.

After hearing this, Ren Darong couldn't help but look at Song Zhichao in surprise, wondering what he was thinking.

Lin Jiahao was full of praise - he admired Song Zhichao's move.

Time passed by one second and two seconds.

Seeing that Smith and Wilson were deep in thought, Song Zhichao snapped his fingers and greeted the waiter, "Excuse me, give me two cups of hot coffee here, theirs are cold."

Looking back, Song Zhichao said to Smith and Wilson in a very friendly manner: "The coffee tastes only when it's hot, because it's a waste if it cools down after waiting too long."

Obviously, there is something in the words.

Song Zhichao was forcing them to make a quick decision.

Gritting his teeth sharply, Smith looked up at Song Zhichao and said, "Okay, you convinced me that this matter can be over like this! However, whether your company can cooperate with our military and become our partner depends on The decision was made after a meeting of our troops."

Upon hearing this, Song Zhichao laughed, clapped his hands, and said, "Thank you! I believe you will make the most correct decision——" Then he went deep into his bosom, took out two checks, and put them on the On the table, in front of Ren Darong, he pushed it in front of Smith and Wilson, and said with a smile: "It will cost money to convince the high-level military, and this is my wish!"

Ren Darong coughed, picked up his coffee uncomfortably, and pretended to ignore it.

Smith and Wilson looked at each other, hesitated, and finally picked up the check.

(End of this chapter)