Reverse Rebirth 1990

Chapter 990 1006 [Negotiation] Part [-]
In the conference hall——
Just when the female translator was feeling uneasy, Song Zhichao handed her the notepad in silence.

The female translator hurriedly took it, but didn't even dare to look at Song Zhichao.

Song Zhichao returned to his seat, sat down, then took a deep breath, looked at Du Lagong and others sitting opposite him, and said, "My lord, do you think our discussion is meaningful this time?"

Du Lagong's dark old face smiled and said, "Mr. Song, what do you mean by that?"

"This time we represent all the Chinese businessmen in Thailand and come here to discuss matters with your Excellency and others. It can be said that we are full of sincerity, but what about you... Originally we wanted to meet your king and discuss this matter face to face, but you made excuses to say that the king I can’t come to the meeting because of something; well, we’ll do the next best thing, and I just hope that you can take this matter seriously, but your Excellency, you always play sidelines, turning a deaf ear to our suggestions, and ignoring our sincerity. Turn a blind eye—do you think this is right?" Song Zhichao spoke sharply.

The originally sloppy conference room was instantly filled with a strong smell of gunpowder.

Du Lagong still had a smile on his face, and seemed to be immune to Song Zhichao's accusations, "Mr. Song, you are joking, this time you took the initiative to find us, invited us to discuss the national gold reserve, and verbally promised to provide more than 30 billion worth of gold. U.S. dollars of gold came to help us, and to be honest, we were actually touched.”

"But I'm moved. In fact, I don't think you Thai Chinese businessmen should be involved in this kind of national event. Oh, I'm sorry, it's not that I look down on you—you should also know that we in Thailand still respect you Chinese businessmen. Yes, after all, you have made great contributions to Thailand's economic prosperity and stability, but this time, you have really surpassed."

"Really?" Song Zhichao smiled slightly, "According to your Excellency, we are purely self-indulgent this time, and our original intention is to help Thailand's gold reserves in order to deal with possible crises in the future, but you think we are bluffing and deceiving here. ?”

"That's not what you meant, Mr. Song..." This time it was Ujiang, who was next to Durakong, who spoke, "It's no secret how the economic situation in Thailand is. It's really bad recently, and we really need your help, but The conditions you set out are too high, to be precise, it makes us feel burdened."

Wu Jiang and Du Lagong sang a red face and a bad face, facing Song Zhichao tit for tat.

Song Zhichao smiled coldly, glanced at Yan Tong and the four major Chinese businessmen in Bangkok, and said, "It seems that we came to the wrong place this time."

"Yeah, I came here sincerely, but I didn't expect...it would be better to leave!" Yan Tong stood up straight away.

Li Sen and the others also stood up.

Du Lagong and others watched with a smile on their face, without even moving their buttocks, showing no intention of holding back.

Song Zhichao also stood up, and said to Du Lagong and the others: "Thank you for your hospitality, I will stay in Bangkok for a few days, and I hope to meet you again."

Durakon chuckled: "I think it will be avoided if we meet again—although Thailand's economic situation is not optimistic, it is not that bad, and we don't need your help."

Wu Jiang, Tong Kai and the others also laughed. From their point of view, this group of Chinese came here for business negotiations, simply to blackmail them, saying that Thailand’s economy is about to collapse, that there is not enough foreign exchange reserves, and that gold reserves are not enough. The gold they hoarded was exchanged for the region's political and economic interests in Thailand.

How can this be?

Thailand is a country of Thais, how can a large group of Chinese businessmen control the country's economic and political lifeline?This is too ridiculous.

……

Not much speculation.

Song Zhichao and others took their leave one after another, took the Mercedes-Benz again, and left the Thai royal palace.

Looking at the leaving convoy, Du Lagong, the manager, sneered.Said: "In this world, there are all kinds of people who bluff. Although our country's economy has declined sharply, it has not yet reached the point where it is unbearable."

"Exactly! These Chinese people are too weird, do you really think us Thais are fools?" Wu Jiang beside him echoed.

That Tong Kai said worriedly: "That being said, our current economic situation is really not optimistic! The real estate bubble is huge, and domestic price inflation is fierce, just like a powder keg. If someone ignites it, it may be Explosions...and we really don't have enough foreign exchange and gold reserves for a huge crisis."

Du Lagong looked at Tong Kai coldly: "Why didn't you say these words just now? Those Chinese people are clearly trying to blackmail us. If you think so, you will be fooled by them!"

"This..." Tong Kai became dumb, thought for a while, and quickly said: "I stand with everyone, especially with you, the manager."

Du Lagong laughed, patted Tong Kai on the shoulder and said, "I love your words—remember, anyone who stands with me is right!"

After saying this, Du Lagong suddenly said to the female translator standing beside him: "What did you write in the notepad just now? I think that Song's eyes are wrong."

"I..." The female translator didn't know how to explain.

"Take a look!" Durakon ordered.

Helpless, the female translator had no choice but to hand over the notepad in her hand to Du Lagong.

Du Lagong glanced at it, frowned, and then handed the notepad to Wu Jiang and Tong Kai to read.

Wu Jiang and Tong Kai had different expressions.

When the female translator saw this situation, her face turned pale, and she was guilty of waiting to be criticized.

Du Lagong threw the notepad back to the female interpreter after seeing everyone finished reading it, and said with his hands behind his back: "I told you to memorize less, but you just scribbled on me."

The female translator's heart sank suddenly.

"But it doesn't matter. Originally, those Chinese people said a bunch of nonsense this time. It doesn't matter whether they remember it or not!" After speaking, he laughed and turned away with everyone.

Female translator: "..."

stunned.

……

On the road in Bangkok——
In the Mercedes-Benz car, Yan Tong and Song Zhichao were sitting together.

"Mr. Song, it seems that those Thai people are very defensive, and they don't believe in our prophecy at all." Seeing that Song Zhichao looked a little tired, Yan Tong couldn't help it, but he still said it.

Song Zhichao smiled, and said to Yan Tong: "Many people in this world don't shed tears when they see the coffin. Originally, we wanted to help them, but they imagined them as speculators and blackmailers. Especially these people, holding Emphasis on power but too much selfishness-do you really think they are doing it for Thailand? As far as I know, many of them are even shorting Thailand themselves.”

"No way, this..." Yan Tong was a little surprised.

However, Song Zhichao knew clearly that when the economic crisis broke out in Thailand in his previous life, there were indeed some Thais who were shorting their own country's currency in order to make money, regardless of the life and death of their own country and compatriots.

In fact, this is also because of the complex ethnicity in Thailand. In addition to Thai aboriginals, there are Chinese, Malays, and even Indians in the country.Most of them immigrated in this century, and they don’t have enough sense of identity with Thailand as a country. Therefore, when Thailand’s economic crisis broke out, they would go their separate ways, and even make a lot of money for the country—at worst, if they made too much money, they would lose money. Immigrate to better countries, such as the United States, the United Kingdom and so on.

"Then what should we do now?" Yan Tong asked.

Song Zhichao thought for a while, "Wait——wait for someone to ignite this barrel of explosives in Thailand."

"Light the dynamite?"

Song Zhichao leaned back, closed his eyes and said, "Actually, the person who is going to ignite the explosives should already be in action."

Yan Tong: "You mean..."

Song Zhichao nodded and said nothing more.

(End of this chapter)