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

I brought up a lot of old things, but actually I was just venting my feelings, with no other purpose.

Half an hour later, Hiratajiro calmed down a little and began to ask about the actual situation.

"What on earth is going on? Why are you back now?"

"Why did the negotiations fail? What did you do after you went there?"

He asked anxiously, determined to get to the bottom of it.

Yang Xia didn't dare to hide anything. He had a good memory, so he recounted everything that happened today, slightly exaggerating some of the content.

For example, the insults and questioning he suffered in Japan, the fact that he had already lowered his attitude to a very low level but was still not respected, and those outrageous documents.

……

Yang Xia's words contained a lot of information, and after he finished speaking, Hirata Momojiro was unable to react for a while.

"Are these all true?"

Hiratajiro couldn't believe it. Most people in Kyushu were quite reserved and shouldn't act like this.

A trace of resentment flashed in Yang Xia's eyes, and he nodded firmly.

"It's all true, absolutely not false!"

……

Hiramojiro was silent for a long time. He did not expect Kyushu to act in this way, and although he was shocked, he still believed what Yang Xia said.

"If that's the case, thank you for your hard work. I can't blame you for this..."

"We need to find another way to deal with this matter..."

After Yang Xia left, Hiratajiro hesitated for a long time. In fact, there was no good solution at the moment, and Kyushu's attitude was really unacceptable.

If we don't negotiate with Kyushu, the only one who can help Japan is...

After thinking this through, Hirata Momojiro made a phone call without hesitation, trying to contact President Baip.

That’s right, in this situation, the only country that can help Japan is the United States, and Baip will not just stand by and watch them die.

After all, Japan and the United States are in the same boat and have close exchanges on a daily basis.

Bai Pu was working overtime in the conference room at the moment, and he had a lot of things to worry about. When he heard the phone ring, he answered it without hesitation.

"That's it, Lord Baip, you..."

Hei Taojiro told Baipu about Yang Xia's experience after slightly embellishing it.

Baipu was very depressed. He was already busy with his own affairs and couldn't bear to worry, but then Hei Taojiro called him and complained for a full half hour.

Also asked him what solution he had, what solution could he have!
"How is that possible? Isn't your secretary exaggerating a bit? Minister Tim did not encounter the situation you described during the negotiations in Kyushu."

"There must be some misunderstanding here. Why don't you go there in person?"

"As for the rest, we can talk about it later. I don't have time right now. That's it. I'm hanging up now!"

Before Hiramojiro could finish his words, Baip unilaterally hung up the phone and unplugged the line. He obviously didn't want to answer any more calls, especially those from other countries.

"Lord Baipu, I..." Hiramojiro spoke hurriedly but was unable to continue his request for help.

He originally planned to seek a solution through negotiations with the United States, but Baip did not give him any chance to speak.

When he tried to call again, he only heard a busy tone and completely lost contact.

After the phone call, Hiratajiro's predicament was not alleviated at all, but instead became more helpless and angry.

"It seems that this route through the United States is not feasible. Baipu obviously has no intention of negotiating." He murmured to himself, feeling anxious. "Then what should I do? Now the only country that can help Japan is probably Kyushu. Do I really have to go there in person? This is really too embarrassing. I have never encountered such a dilemma since I took office..."

Hei Taojiro grabbed his hair in annoyance, and pulled out a clump of it without noticing it. He kept muttering to himself, as if he had fallen into some kind of crazy state and couldn't extricate himself.

A week later, Hirata Jiro and his secretary Yang Xia boarded a special plane to Kyushu.

Between face and reality, he finally chose to compromise and decided to negotiate in person.

Although it was called a negotiation, Hirata Momojiro was already familiar with the contents of the document and had made up his mind.

He knew very well that what Kyushu was after was technology, there was no doubt about that, and he was afraid that their negotiations with other countries would also revolve around this point.

Hiramojiro was thinking in his mind that he had his own plans regarding technology.

Core technology is priceless and cannot be measured by money.

In the conference room of Nanjia Mansion in Jiuzhou Kingdom, a tit-for-tat confrontation is about to begin.

"What a rare guest! I didn't expect President Ping Tao to come in person. I'm so sorry for not welcoming him!" Mr. Xu, Wang Bo and Zhang Guo came forward to greet him, his words not without sarcasm.

Not to be outdone, Hiramojiro directly responded, "No, no, my secretary was saved last time thanks to your 'care'."

After some pleasantries, both sides tacitly got down to business.

Mr. Xu handed the document to Hirata Momojiro. Although he already knew the content, he still pretended to study it seriously.

Half an hour later, he slowly spoke: "I have thought about it carefully on the way here. Let's sign the contract according to these documents. The current situation is difficult. Jiuzhou can be generous. We can't be too demanding. The interest rate and selling price will be based on what is written in the documents."

Hiramojiro avoided talking about nuclear technology, just flipping through the documents and putting them aside. His refusal was obvious, and he obviously didn't want to talk about nuclear technology.

He signed and stamped the document readily, and at this moment he had no time to make any more choices.

He knew very well that delay would only be disadvantageous to Japan. Since the United States had agreed, Japan naturally could not fall behind.

"It's great! President Hirata is really extraordinary!" Mr. Xu exclaimed. "It's a pleasure to work with you!" After signing the documents, Jiro Hirata didn't want to stay any longer and left in a hurry with his secretary.

Mr. Xu and others did not try to keep them and allowed them to leave.

Hiramojiro slipped away, fearing that if he stayed any longer he would lose his temper and would lose both his dignity and face.

On the plane back, Hiratajiro couldn't calm down.

Although he obtained a sum of money to tide over the difficulties at the end of the year and successfully purchased imported supplies, he could not be happy.

This price was really unsatisfactory. In the past, he would never have agreed to it.

These documents are a shame to him and a testimony to his retreat.

Apart from the setback he suffered at the hands of Baipu, when had Jiro Hirata ever suffered such humiliation?

Today's negotiations made him feel that his dignity had been trampled upon like never before.

"I will remember today's humiliation in my heart and will never forget it!" He swore secretly, "Now is not the time. When I master the technology of the arms dealer base and consolidate the military strength of Japan, I will see if Kyushu dares to be so arrogant! By then, let alone cooperation, I will not agree even if you beg me!"

Thinking of this, Hirata Momojiro couldn't help but feel excited and fantasized about a future where Japan would dominate.

By then, not only Kyushu, but even the United States will have to look at them with admiration!

Yang Xia, who was sitting behind him, was frightened when he heard Hirata Momojiro's sudden laughter.

He thought Hiramojiro was crazy, but he didn't dare to ask rashly, so he had to hide in a corner and pretend that he didn't exist.

At the same time, in Jiuzhou Kingdom, Mr. Xu told Yang Xia the good news and thanked him.

"Thanks to Mr. Lin's advance notice, Jiuzhou was able to prepare enough funds and negotiate with them smoothly." He said with emotion, "This is all so smooth, it's incredible! This is all thanks to your previous reminder! Mr. Lin is really as foresighted as a god. On behalf of Jiuzhou, I thank you. We will always remember this kindness!"

Yang Xia was flattered when he heard this. In fact, he had only done something insignificant, but he did not expect it to have such a big impact. Moreover, all this was the result of the United States and other countries, and no one else could be blamed.

"That's great, congratulations! Actually, I didn't do anything. It's all the result of your wise guidance and quick decision-making, Mr. Xu, and other leaders!" Yang Xia said sincerely.

"I just made a few casual suggestions. I didn't expect you to take them so seriously and be willing to believe in me. I'm very touched. Thank you so much." His tone was calm, neither arrogant nor overly modest, just the right amount of composure and respect for others.

Mr. Xu on the other end of the phone was all smiles. Every communication between him and Yang Xia was so smooth and natural, as if there was no generation gap between the two of them, but they were talking easily and happily like friends.

This feeling is rarely seen in Mr. Xu's interactions with others such as Zhang Guo, Wang Bo, and Wang Ke. They often regard Mr. Xu as an elder or leader, and are respectful but a little distant, especially Wang Bo. Whenever he makes a mistake, he becomes as nervous as a mouse seeing a cat when he sees Mr. Xu.

Mr. Xu sometimes reflects on whether he is too serious and whether he should be kinder to them.

However, considering Wang Bo's carefree personality, Mr. Xu felt that it would be better to keep a certain distance to prevent him from being too indulgent.

Of course, this time Mr. Xu contacted Yang Xia not just to express congratulations, he was more concerned about the weapons.

"By the way, how is the progress of the batch of weapons needed by Jiuzhou Kingdom? Have they been manufactured?" Mr. Xu asked seemingly casually, but he was actually quite concerned. It was just that Yang Xia's whereabouts were elusive, so he did not rush to urge him.

Jiuzhou Kingdom has not been able to receive any logistics information because Yang Xia usually uses the Special Operations Team or the Black Rose Women's Special Operations Team to transport goods using fighter jets and super warships.

It is difficult for Mr. Xu and his colleagues to grasp the specific transportation conditions and location information.

Hearing Mr. Xu's question, Yang Xia was slightly stunned, and then he remembered that due to the recent development of electromagnetic pulse missiles, some factory buildings were affected by strong magnetic interference and production was suspended, resulting in delayed delivery time.

"Well, it's almost ready. Something happened at the base a few days ago, so we couldn't deliver it in time. But I have arranged for Price and his men to deliver the goods. It will probably arrive near the waters of Kyushu Inland Sea in two days. You can send someone to pick it up then." Yang Xia explained, and apologized for not notifying Mr. Xu in time. "I'm so sorry, I've been too busy recently and almost forgot about this. When the goods arrive, I'll give you a discount on the balance!"

Hearing this, Mr. Xu quickly refused: "It's okay, no need to give a discount, it's already very favorable. It doesn't matter if it's a few days late, it was just an approximate time. And we were very busy in the past few days, even if it arrives earlier, we may not be able to take care of it. You can just charge the original price."

Mr. Xu knew that the price Yang Xia offered was already very low, even lower than the price of Jiuzhou's own production. He insisted that Yang Xia settle the bill at the original price, unwilling to let him make any more sacrifices.

Seeing this, Yang Xia didn't know what to say.

In fact, even with a discount, he can still make a lot of money.

After all, his base has low production costs and high-quality products.

As a businessman, Yang Xia naturally hopes to earn more so as to purchase higher-grade materials.

However, his base expenses are also huge, so when he sells it on the dark web, black market or to mercenary groups, the prices are often not affordable.

Compared with the price sold to Kyushu, it is almost twice as high.

Mr. Xu knew this very well, so he kept emphasizing Yang Xia not to lower the price too much.

In fact, Yang Xia had already given away some extra spare parts and stockpile of munitions as gifts.

Mr. Xu felt it was really embarrassing to let Yang Xia lower the price any further, especially now that Jiuzhou Country had ample funds and no shortage of money.

"You've already given me a very favorable price. If I give you a discount, I'm afraid we'll lose money." Mr. Xu said with a smile, "Besides, we've made a lot of money recently. If you didn't want too much, I would have given you more. When we settle the bill, I'll have the finance department transfer more money to you."

The cooperation between Yang Xia and Xu Lao is not just a relationship of interest, but also contains deep feelings. They care about each other, respect each other, and hope that the other party can gain more benefits. This relationship makes their cooperation closer and longer-lasting.

"In that case, I won't say much more. I also have other things to do, so let's stop here for today!" Mr. Xu ended the conversation at the right time.

At the end of each call, he would always hang up first to show his respect for Yang Xia.

"Okay, let's talk next time. If you need anything in terms of arms, feel free to contact me. I don't have anything else here, but a lot of arms!" Yang Xia said with a smile.

He was not exaggerating; the base produced arms every day, but he did not sell them at random.

He has three principles of not selling: first, never sell to official organizations like the United States and Japan; second, never sell to extremist organizations; third, never sell to buyers who are not strong enough to protect themselves. He would rather sell all the arms to Kyushu. Although he earns less, he feels comfortable and meaningful.

Unlike those arms dealers who are only interested in profit and sell arms to reactionary forces, terrorists or black groups, Yang Xia has a higher vision and stronger strength. His base is hidden and difficult to find, and he has super warships, super satellites, new fighters, weather controllers, electromagnetic pulse missiles and other secret weapons. Therefore, he is not worried that the United States and other forces will make a comeback.

If they dare to come again, we will make sure they never return, no hesitation!

Yang Xia reflected on the past. He did not go all out last time and did not adjust the weather controller to its maximum power. (End of this chapter)