The boss of a foreign organization called the police, claiming that he was defrauded by me

Unexpectedly, Mr. Xu said these few words again. He really regretted that he had learned Kyushu Mandarin too well. He did not bring an interpreter, but insisted on speaking Kyushu Mandarin with Mr. Xu and others.

Now he felt like he had been stabbed countless times, and if words could be translated into actual damage, he would now be covered in bruises.

So he pretended not to understand what Mr. Xu said and took it as a compliment.

"Yes, it's really not easy. As a secretary, there are too many things to be responsible for, and I'm super busy every day." He answered with a ulterior motive, implying that Japan did not look down on Kyushu, and that others did not come because of time issues.

In fact, Hiramojiro was fine and he could have come in person.

But he was worried about losing face, because Kyushu did not intend to invite Neon at first. This was the result they had begged for.

If they were asked to go directly to Kyushu for negotiations now, they would feel inferior and they didn't know what kind of ridicule they would face.

He really couldn't let go of this face, so he didn't contact Kyushu Kingdom directly at the beginning, and now he doesn't dare to come to negotiate in person.

He just told Yang Xia the general content and key points in advance, and said that if there was anything, he could call him, and the rest would be dealt with on a case-by-case basis. He was so irresponsible, just for the sake of face!

Although the current situation in Japan is not optimistic, the naval base has been severely damaged and the troops sent out have been wiped out. The situation is extremely bad.

In addition, the budget is tight at the end of the year and supplies are in short supply in many areas.

Hiratajiro had to face all these problems every day. His mood became worse and worse, and his face became as black as coal.

He didn't want to come to Kyushu to embarrass himself again, even though he didn't have much to lose...

The opening remarks alone took up nearly an hour, and if it continued like this the entire morning would have been wasted.

Getting back to the topic, Mr. Xu placed the documents they had prepared in advance in front of Yang Xia.

Because Japan needs so many things, not just money, but also rare earths, mineral raw materials, textiles, agricultural products and many other aspects. Even the most common rice, flour, corn, soybeans, fresh vegetables in Kyushu are what they urgently need.

Each aspect corresponds to a file, and nearly ten files were piled in front of Yang Xia.

If you look closely, you will find that the corners of his mouth seem to be twitching slightly, and he is obviously shocked.

"This...this is too much..."

"I need some time to review it carefully."

Yang Xia estimated that it would take him at least an hour to read through all the documents.

Although his speed was much faster than that of an ordinary person, after all, as a professional secretary, his speed and efficiency in reading documents were first-rate. However, even so, this was not a task that could be completed in a short period of time.

"It's okay, just take your time and watch it."

"Please feel free to do so. We'll talk after we finish reading."

Mr. Xu was not in a hurry about this, as he knew very well that these documents would take a lot of time.

After getting Mr. Xu's permission, the secretary immediately devoted his full attention to the document.

His professional quality is extraordinary. Although he reads quickly, he does not miss any key points. This is undoubtedly the most efficient method.

It seemed like he could read ten lines at a glance. Ordinary people might not be able to remember anything, but Yang Xia remembered most of the content.

An hour passed in a flash, and after Yang Xia finished reading the document, the smile on his face disappeared.

If he had managed to force a smile before, now he was completely expressionless.

To Yang Xia, these documents looked like a fraud.

The import prices of these industrial raw materials and agricultural products are almost catching up with their domestic prices!
What is the point of such imports? It costs extra to ship them back from Kyushu.

You have to know that these are raw materials, not works of art that require a premium, and they should not have such a high added value.

Yang Xia was stunned and did not come back to his senses for a long time. He felt that the document in front of him was unreal and he seemed to be in a dream.

If he could still laugh in this situation, he would be truly heartless. Unfortunately, he had not yet reached that level.

"General Xu...are these documents a bit too much?"

"Neon has trade relations with many countries and has cooperated with Kyushu before, but I have never seen such high interest rates and unit prices."

"Neon is in trouble right now, but Kyushu has suddenly raised the price. This is really..."

After all, standing on the land of Jiuzhou Kingdom, Yang Xia did not speak too firmly, and some words were also mentioned ambiguously.

His expression became much colder, from the previous fake smile to the current expressionless face, this is his truest state.

In this regard, Mr. Xu and others felt much more comfortable. They didn't want to watch Yang Xia's personal performance show.

In response to his question, Mr. Xu asked three counter-questions in rapid succession.

"Let me ask you, do the prices of these raw materials exceed those in Japan?"

"Are things from Japan worth this price, but things from Kyushu not worth this price?"

"Are the interest rates and unit prices of goods in every country constant?"

Mr. Xu’s questions were more pointed than the last, and Yang Xia was unable to answer them.

Because these are facts, answering yes or no is not a good answer.

……

Yang Xia remained silent. He couldn't answer these questions, nor did he dare to answer them!

"snort--!!!"

Mr. Xu snorted coldly. He couldn't stand the behavior of Japanese politicians the most.

They appear polite on the surface, but in fact they are extremely hypocritical, have a lot of tricks on their minds, and often say one thing in front of people and another behind their backs.

Japanese people are very particular about etiquette. Take Yang Xia for example, from the moment he entered the door, he followed all the necessary etiquette and even bowed nearly ninety degrees.

However, behind this etiquette lies real indifference and alienation!

Yang Xia refused to answer, and Xu Lao and others didn't want to say anything more.

The situation became awkward for a moment, and no one wanted to speak first, as if whoever spoke first would lose.

Five minutes passed, ten minutes passed...

During this period, Mr. Xu and others naturally had no pressure. Some drank tea, some read documents, and they were very comfortable.

This is their territory, they can do whatever they want. Besides, they are not the ones asking for help, so they cannot lose in terms of momentum.

In comparison, Yang Xia felt like he was sitting on pins and needles. Every minute and every second was torture, and his heart seemed to be burned by fire.

Ten minutes seemed like an eternity to him, passing extremely slowly. His forehead, cheeks, and the back of his neck were covered with fine beads of sweat.

Beads of sweat fell one by one, and the nearby clothes were stained darkly, making them look funny and messy as if they had been drenched in rain.

"No, if we continue like this, our rhythm will be disrupted and we will always be led by the nose..."

"I have to say something, at least to save the situation."

"My performance just now was too bad. General Xu was so unreasonable and aggressive that he didn't even give me time to react..."

"Oh..." Yang Xia's thoughts were in a mess. He couldn't think of any good solution no matter how hard he thought.

But time waits for no one, and it is almost lunch time. If he delays any longer, he doesn't know what the result will be. This is an opportunity he has fought so hard for.

Yang Xia secretly clenched his fists, his nails digging into his flesh, and the pain made him a little more sober.

He said carefully: "General Xu, you are quibbling. The two are completely different and cannot be simply equated."

“The prices of goods in different countries should be linked to local wages and other factors, and cannot be directly compared.”

"The prices on these documents from Kyushu are ridiculously high. Not only that, the interest rates are also shocking. There has never been such a high interest rate in the world!"

Yang Xia tried his best to remain calm, but there was still a subtle hint of anger and rejection in his words.

However, he did not dare to show it too obviously, but he looked a little more excited than before, which showed that his patience had been worn out.

Mr. Xu slowly put down his teacup and turned a deaf ear to the sarcasm in Yang Xia's words, as if he didn't hear it.

Then he slowly said something extremely irritating.

"It's true that interest rates weren't that high before, but things are different now."

"The current situation is unpredictable. Neon is in a difficult situation, and Kyushu's finances are not abundant. Everyone is facing challenges."

"The United States, the United Kingdom, and the United States have all accepted this. If you think it is not feasible, then this negotiation will be terminated."

"We are not forcing you. From the beginning to the end, Kyushu has never said that it must cooperate with Japan. This is all your unilateral request."

"What's your intention in trying to dominate the situation now? Don't forget, you are in Kyushu Country now. If you don't want to, then please do as you please!"

Mr. Xu was very blunt and almost blurted out the word "get out".

As a politician with many years of experience, he completely suppressed Yang Xia in terms of momentum. Whether it was his speaking posture, demeanor or temperament, he was overwhelming.

This scene is like a unreasonable child facing a calm and composed parent. It can't cause any trouble at all. They are not on the same level from the beginning.

Facing Mr. Xu, Yang Xia did not dare to be presumptuous. After hearing this, his face turned red and his emotions were extremely excited.

Wang Bo, who was standing aside, looked at Mr. Xu with admiration in his eyes and full of respect in his heart.

"That's amazing, well done, Mr. Xu, you are my idol!"

Wang Bo was cheering in his heart, and was very satisfied with Mr. Xu's display of power and Yang Xia's inability to resist.

roll?
Yang Xia felt that although he did not hear the word directly, he already understood what Mr. Xu meant.

If it were in the past, there would be no need for Mr. Xu to say more. He would have left long ago and would never stay here to please others.

However, the current situation does not allow him to leave. Given the situation of Japan, he must succeed in the negotiations today.

If he returns empty-handed, he may face harsher punishment from President Hiratajiro.

If he had a choice, he really didn't want to come to Kyushu. It was a completely thankless job, but if he failed, he might have to bear the consequences.

Helplessly, Yang Xia had no right to refuse. Even though he was so embarrassed that his scalp was numb and so angry that he wanted to vomit, he could only sit in the chair obediently, not daring to breathe.

"That was not what I meant……"

"I'm sorry, General Xu, you may have misunderstood what I meant. I was a little emotional just now..."

"I'm so sorry!"

Words alone were not enough. Yang Xia stood up from his seat and bowed deeply in the direction of Mr. Xu and others.

And this bow lasted nearly a minute to express his apology.

"..."

Seeing Yang Xia like this, Mr. Xu's expression eased a lot. He picked up a new document and motioned Zhang Guo to hand it to him.

The general content of this document is: Kyushu can borrow money and pay back the principal within five years. In addition, the prices of related raw materials and agricultural products will also drop significantly. But in exchange, Japan needs to provide nuclear technology.

"This...I can't make this decision on my own. I need to contact Master Hiramochi."

"It's getting late, why don't we discuss this in the afternoon. Give me some time, I will discuss this matter with Master Ping Tao at noon, and I will give you a clear answer in the afternoon."

Yang Xia's face was solemn. This document was beyond his expectations, including the previous documents. He had no right to make a decision.

In fact, the situation in the United States was the same. In the end, everything was not settled until the afternoon, which also gave Minister Tim time to contact President Baip.

But this doesn't mean that everyone can do this.

"I'm sorry, I don't have time this afternoon. The original time was only this morning. If we can't agree, please come back and make an appointment next time!"

“Next time I hope someone who can make the decision will come!”

After saying this, Mr. Xu did not stay in the meeting room any longer. He knew that staying any longer would be useless, and Yang Xia could not make a decision at all.

"General Xu, you..."

Yang Xia was shocked that Mr. Xu proposed to terminate the meeting without hesitation.

He wanted to speak out to stop them, but he couldn't shout loud enough to stop Mr. Xu.

What's the point of staying? He couldn't make a decision in a short time.

Moreover, Mr. Xu has made it clear that he has no time in the afternoon, so next time only someone with decision-making power can come, and that person can only be Lord Ping Tao, there is no other choice.

"hehe--!!!"

Yang Xia smiled bitterly a few times, feeling like crying but without the tears. He wished he could find a hole in the ground to crawl into.

He even came a day early, but the meeting ended inexplicably without any chance to save the situation.

How could he go back like this? How could he explain to Master Ping Tao...

"what!!!"

Yang Xia yelled out of control, his entire body collapsed.

That night, Yang Xia rushed back to Neon Country to report the situation to President Hirata Jiro.

"You...you piece of trash!"

Before Hei Taojiro could even finish his words, he was so angry when he saw Yang Xia's expression that he smashed the teacup next to him at him.

The teacup smashed to the ground, fragments flew everywhere, cutting Yang Xia's arm and causing blood to flow.

However, he no longer felt any pain, and he maintained his bow at a 90-degree angle, not daring to relax at all.

For now, no matter how angry Hirata Momojiro gets, he has to endure it.

Silence is the best protection. Saying more at this time would be wrong and would only cause more anger from Lord Ping Tao.

Yang Xia had already figured out his temper. All he had to do was go along with him. He would get better after he got angry to a certain extent.

As expected, in the next half hour, Hei Taojiro scolded Yang Xia in various ways, saying that he was incompetent and that he had done more harm than good... (End of this chapter)