Siheyuan: My Northeastern Farmhouse

Chapter 470 It’s not a joke
"Oh?" Gu Weijun looked at the serious-faced Seth Hei from the back seat, and a trace of doubt flashed in his heart: "Do you really want to listen?"

"Of course!"

"Sir, I'm not kidding!"

Gu Weijun thought for a while and realized that it was not impossible. He could stay in New York for a few more days and arrange the affairs of "Fruit Company" with Jean Seberg one by one. There was also the establishment of a special office as Elizabeth Taylor said. Investment companies and raising funds from Hollywood stars should also be sorted out.

Although the current group of Hollywood stars have not reached the level of net worth of hundreds of millions of dollars in later generations, at this time, a few million dollars is still not a big problem for these people.
"Okay, but I have something to do now. You know my residential address. Can you give me a phone number and I'll contact you after I arrange the work at hand?"

"Really, that's great."

"Sir, wait a minute," Hegoseth couldn't wait to open the passenger's box while waiting at the red light, took out a small notebook and pen from it, tore off a piece of paper, and bit off the cap of the pen with his mouth. Quickly write down your contact information.

When handing it to Gu Weijun, he looked forward to it: "Sir, you will definitely contact me, right?"

"Of course!"

"This is what I should do as a fellow countryman of Mr. Mao who nourished the East."

"Zi Lie, I've arrived in New York."

"Yes, I'm currently staying in Jean Seberg's house in Solo Apartments."

A white butler immediately greeted him and asked, "Sir, who are you?"

It stands to reason that Wang Zilie should have flown to New York with Gu Weijun, but because after "Fruit Company" signed a contract with Beijing Radio Factory, the commercial department of the United States issued an explanation order, so Wang Zilie hurriedly contacted Zhen Zhen. Xibao flew to the United States to cooperate with the investigation.

"How is the matter with the joint investigation team on the US imperial side handled?"

In Solo Building Apartment, Gu Weijun got out of the car and waved to Hegoseth, then walked into the building with his head held high.

There was no one in Jane Xibao's apartment on the 18th floor. Gu Weijun raised his hand and glanced at his watch. It was just 10 o'clock in the morning. At this time, Jane Xibao had already gone to the company at the dock. As for Taylor, he had already returned to Hollywood in Los Angeles. , went to contact friends in the entertainment industry to promote her investment plan.
Gu Weijun threw his clothes casually into the cloakroom, went to take a shower first, then changed into a pair of silk home clothes, and then dialed the number of the liaison office in the United States.

"no sooner said than done!"

Gu Weijun lowered his head and glanced at the phone number clearly written on the graffiti paper. He carefully folded it and put it in his inner pocket. He patted it and pointed at the traffic light, "The light is green."

"Floor 18!" Gu Weijun reported the floor without raising his eyes, and at the same time took out a card and waved it in front of his eyes.

The white butler bent even further and thanked loudly: "It's my honor to serve you!"

"Yeah." Gu Weijun pulled out a 2-dollar bill and handed it to him with an expressionless expression.

After Gu Weijun entered, he took the initiative to help press the floor, "Sir, I wish you a happy day."

"Okay, sir, please wait a moment." The white housekeeper on the first floor walked a few steps quickly and pressed the elevator button. He bowed respectfully, made a gesture of inviting you in with his hand, and blocked the elevator door.

"Well, you tell Ambassador Huang, I will make arrangements for "Fruit Company" in New York and then go to Washington."

"Well, there's no problem. We cooperated and showed all transaction records, including those of the raw silk trading company."

“It’s not just the tax department personnel who are part of the investigation team, they haven’t found anything wrong with the raw silk trading company.”

Then Wang Zilie lowered his voice and talked about the computer: "The people in the investigation team checked the flow of funds several times, and found that "Fruit Company" only ordered a copy of computer parts in advance. The order was given to the country and did not help purchase all high-tech equipment including photolithography machines. "It did not violate the Batumi Agreement."

"Haha, the leader of the joint investigation team was very unhappy and kept mumbling, why aren't such high-tech products invested in China?"

"Then Jane retorted very righteously, will you provide me with chips that are cheaper than those in the United States, at least half the price?"

"Haha, then the head of the investigation team stopped talking."

Gu Weijun on the other end of the phone raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth, "So, just listen to the propaganda of the American emperor, but don't believe it."

"The U.S. emperor has been secretly supporting the development of Hollywood film and television. There are also other propaganda outputs and covert promotion of some ideas. We must pay attention to these."

"Zi Lie, I suggest you write a report and submit it."

"Well, okay, Wei Jun, your suggestion is very good, I will start writing it now. By the way, Ambassador Huang also asked, have you brought the stinky fermented bean curd and pickles from China? If you don't have this in the morning, your meal will be tasteless. ?”

"Haha, bring it. You tell him that you should eat less of this kind of pickled food. Too much salt is bad for your health. You don't know. When passing through the US security check, the security inspector opened the lid of the stinky fermented bean curd. moment"

Gu Weijun imitated the inspector's tone: "Oh, my God, did you bring poop from China to the United States?"

"Ha ha."

After hanging up the phone with Wang Zilie, Gu Weijun called Zhen Qianbao again, saying that he had arrived at Solo Apartment and had other plans for the evening, and asked her when she would be back?
About an hour later, Jane Qianbao casually kicked off her high heels after entering the house, and complained to Gu Weijun: "Oh, my God, I never knew that our so-called commercial freedom is actually like this?"

"I just made an ordinary investment, and yet I was investigated by a federal joint investigation team?"

"Can you believe it? Fortunately, I hired a lawyer and accountant in advance!"

"These people simply treated me like a criminal and kept questioning me, why should I invest in China?"

"Hmph, what a joke, can't I just pursue the cost?"

Gu Weijun went up to Zhen Qianbao and held her in his arms to comfort her, "My dear, you have been wronged!" He kissed her gently on the forehead, "It is also beyond my imagination that something like this happened."

"There are even more exaggerations!" Zhen Qianbao hugged Gu Weijun tightly, "They kept asking me, as a white man, why do you keep donating to the Black Panthers?"

“Oh my God, are African Americans not Americans?”

“Is it wrong for me to donate money to provide free breakfast for children so that they can grow up healthily?”

Hearing the word "Black Panther" mentioned in Zhen Xibao's mouth, Gu Weijun was stunned and pulled Zhen Xibao in front of him to face him, "Zhen, did you just say "Black Panther"?"

"Well, that's right!"

"They have been fighting for the normal rights and interests of African Americans in the United States, calling for unity, and also organizing free breakfasts for children in black communities, opening schools, etc."

"Wait a minute, are they really an organization?"

(End of this chapter)