District 9

Two days later.

Wu Di and Ye Lin took a detour from the EU area by plane, and Xiang Zehao also secretly came to Chongdu. Under the leadership of Qin Yu, the two parties met in the General Building of the Autonomous Association.

at the meeting.

Qin Yu was the first to speak: "Linlin, if you have any questions, feel free to ask Commander Xiang. Let's discuss the details clearly at the table, so that neither party leaves any hidden dangers."

Ye Lin thought about it and asked bluntly: "Commander Xiang, if Mr. Han is willing to transfer the equity of Yandao to you, what promise can you make?"

Xiang Zehao thought about it briefly and replied: "Except for the one-time buyout of the equity, I will not give Han Sanqian any political commitment. But I can guarantee it with my personality. As long as I am still in District 9, No one can touch him."

Ye Lin was stunned when she heard this. She didn't expect that Xiang Zehao said it so directly.

"Brother Xiang's style is like this. He goes straight when he says something and never makes any detours." Qin Yu explained to Ye Lin: "But his promise is more effective than a written contract in the ninth district."

"How to pay for the equity buyout?" Ye Lin asked again.

"When you sign the contract, pay it all in one lump sum." Xiang Zehao responded readily.

Ye Lin thought about it and said with a smile: "Commander Xiang, do you know what conditions the Seventh District has given to President Han?"

Xiang Zehao was silent.

"In addition to the money to buy out the equity, the Seventh District will also give certain resources to the Han Group to help the Han Group take root in Nanhu." Ye Lin said objectively: "The other party's conditions are so superior, and you We only offer the most basic price here, which side do you think you would choose if you were Mr. Han?"

Xiang Zehao pondered for a long time and responded very directly: "First of all, the Seventh District is not giving resources to the Han Group, but to the European Union... Han Sanqian is involved in this matter, firstly for his own benefit. Paul, secondly, he wants to replicate his previous political role in the Eighth District, but this way of doing things will not work here. Because I will not give a green light to any commercial groups or politicians in the EU area. This is the bottom line. question."

Ye Lin was silent for a long time: "Trade exchanges between regions will effectively invigorate the local economy. Are you too traditional to be so xenophobic?"

"During peacetime, it is normal for regions to have trade exchanges, but is it now peacetime?" Xiang Zehao frowned and replied: "Any large commercial group has political support behind it. They squander resources, which is an act of indirectly funding the enemy. If the prerequisite for revitalizing the local economy is to attract wolves into the house, then I think it’s okay not to engage in it. I agree with normal commercial trade, but resist political business layout. To be honest, I don’t think so. Han Sanqian is very disgusting. Although he has indeed contributed a lot to the economic construction of the Eighth District, he should be sentenced to death just because he sells arms for the European Union District. The treatment of the European Union District with us A large number of firearms circulate in planned areas with the intention of cultivating scattered private armed forces and keeping the areas to be planned in a state of instability for a long time. This sinister intention is so obvious, but some people are still willing to be gun dealers."

Ye Lin listened quietly without refuting.

"The conditions offered to Han Sanqian in District 7 are only temporary." Xiang Zehao stood up and said: "You should be aware of his situation. Once the Han Group is no longer useful, it will be kicked out at any time. . It is up to him to choose whether he wants to protect his immediate interests or whether he wants to hold on to the money and be a wealthy and idle man for the rest of his life."

"For Mr. Han, it's hard for him to believe your verbal guarantee." Ye Lin thought for a moment and replied.

Xiang Zehao took two steps in the room and asked with a smile: "Are the contracts signed by District 7 to Han Sanqian really binding? If they want to go back on their word, what can you, a private company, do? Woolen cloth?"

Ye Lin was speechless upon hearing this.

"If Han Sanqian is willing to hand over his equity, from my point of view, he has contributed his own strength to the common goal of the three regions. This will avoid the death penalty." Xiang Zehao looked at Ye Lin and whispered Said: "As long as he stays down-to-earth in District 9 and doesn't cause trouble, no one will touch him. At this point, I will do what I say and will never regret it."

When Ye Lin heard this, she unconsciously looked at Qin Yu, who thought about it for a while and then nodded to her.

Next to him, Wu Di, who had been silent for a long time, intervened and said: "If Han Sanqian is still hesitant about this matter, our Military Supervision Bureau can also give him a written exemption promise with the highest judicial body of the party and government... This is also It’s a show of attitude and a reassurance for Han Sanqian.”

Ye Lin knew that when cooperating with politicians, nothing written in writing could produce effective binding force. To put it bluntly, the final right of interpretation is in the hands of others. Doesn’t that mean you can go back on your word just when you say you’re going to go back on it?

However, Qin Yu and Wu Di were present today, and both of them expressed their opinions, so Ye Lin believed Xiang Zehao in her heart, because these two people would not deceive her.

"Okay." Ye Lin thought about it and said, "I will try to do President Han's work, but I can't say the specific results."

"Miss Ye, let me tell you something, don't think too much about it." Xiang Zehao politely took a shot.

"Well, you say."

"This choice of team is Han Sanqian's last choice. If he takes the wrong side, he will end up being shattered to pieces." Xiang Zehao said bluntly: "Except for me, the Eighth District, the Chen Department, and the Sichuan Department will not Let him go. I am not saying this to you, but simply to discuss the matter."

"I understand what you mean." Ye Lin nodded.

"Okay, I'll wait for your news."

…

After the initial negotiation is over.

As Qin Yu walked out with Wu Di, he whispered to him: "Let's make an appointment to have dinner together tonight, and let Ye Lin understand Xiang Zehao's personality and work style."

"...How about you go ahead and let me take a rest." Wu Di looked tired.

"What’s wrong with you?"

"It's okay. I have to take a detour when I get back. After running on the sea for a day, I'm a little seasick. I haven't recovered yet." Wu Di unconsciously stretched out his hand and slapped his waist.

Qin Yu was startled: "You are an old volcano that has been accumulated for many years. It is quite scary to erupt once. Please take a rest."

"?!"

"Brother, you have a herniated disc in your waist. I'll count it as a work-related injury."

"Get the hell away!" Wu Di cursed irritably.

"Ha ha!"

Qin Yu bared his teeth and smiled: "It's pretty good."

"I'm really seasick." Wu Di emphasized.

…

That night.

Qin Yu was the host and invited Xiang Zehao, Ye Lin, Wu Di and others to have dinner together. During the dinner, everyone communicated smoothly and the atmosphere was quite pleasant.

After the banquet, it was already late at night. Qin Yu originally wanted to go home and stay for the day, but he did not expect to meet Ke Ke walking on foot in front of the courtyard of the Autonomous Association.

The car window was lowered and Qin Yu asked with a smile: "What are you doing, sister?"

Coco turned around: "Hey, aren't you drinking?"