Knight of the Light - Chapter 877

Fujita called in Tokyo to sell “health products” to the elderly in Japan. Zhou Qingfeng is attending a secret meeting at hk. An American delegation came from Washington for consultations.

It took two years for the legal department of the ‘Holy Light’ to make it possible. The venue is located in the Central Exhibition and Convention Center in order to lift the sanctions on the ‘Holy Light’.

The meeting was originally planned to be held in New York, but later it was requested to be held in Japan. Zhou Qingfeng’s lowest concession is at hk, and other places are not discussed. This negotiating site alone has been wrangling for more than half a year.

The US initially agreed to send high-ranking officials from the Ministry of Commerce, but when they waited to be picked up at the airport, they only saw a few low-level trash fish with an arrogant attitude.

Zhou Qingfeng has tolerated these.

What is unbearable is that the two sides of the talks began to sit down, and the tall American negotiators on the opposite side began to stack paper airplanes.

A front page of the talk text was pulled out, carefully folded, and corners were pressed out. With a relaxed smile on that high-nosed and deep-going face, he sighed towards the paper airplane.

This move is too frivolous.

“If you dare to throw this thing over, I will smash your face and throw your body into the sea to feed the fish.”

The two sides are separated from the negotiating table, but a short distance away. Zhou Qingfeng’s big hand lightly pressed the table top, his figure tensed, staring at the small trash fish on the opposite side like a liger.

The dignified president personally came forward, and the other party was so disrespectful and rude. One can imagine how contemptuous and arrogant the other party was when the Orioles’ legal department contacted.

Zhou Qingfeng attached great importance to this negotiation, but at this moment, his mental power was like a raging sea, surging in the spacious conference room. The American on the opposite side seemed to be weighed down, and his relaxed expression showed a little discomfort.

The negotiating table sat in two rows, and only five or six people came from the US, which was less than half of the ‘Holy Light’. But they didn’t look at people the moment they hit the ground, and the same was true at the formal meeting.

The staff in charge of the reception of ‘Shengguang’ endured it again and again, and no longer had to endure it when Zhou Qingfeng had endured it.

The old beauty of the origami airplane felt strange, her hand suddenly numb and couldn’t lift it up, but she insisted and shouted: “Mr. Zhou, this meeting is your request. The conditions for the meeting have been drawn up, and you can just sign it.”

This negotiating attitude is a waste of time to talk about one more word.

Zhou Qingfeng already understood that he was here for nothing, and he was too lazy to think about ‘signing the agreement’. He just turned his head to look at Oriole, the legal director who accompanied the meeting, and asked, “Why didn’t you tell me about this earlier?”

The Orioles also endured Zhou Qingfeng’s anger, and did not expect that these Yankees were defiant from beginning to end, always thinking that they had seen the Zhou Qing summit converge. Who knows that they have gotten worse.

The oriole has been around Zhou Qingfeng for more than two years, and he knows his temper. She could only take a deep breath and said, “I’m sorry, I was thinking that the group needs to lift the sanctions, so”

“So begs for everything, right?”

The anger in Zhou Qingfeng’s heart was even greater, and his anger increased, but he had to be forced to suppress it, so as not to have nothing to deal with after the outbreak.

“Face is very important. The more you retreat, the more you look down on the enemy. Sometimes you have to fight your own damage and not give up.”

Secretary-General Lin Wan sat on the other side, stretched out her hand to pat Zhou Qingfeng’s arm, and whispered: “I’m also involved in this matter, don’t blame the oriole alone. The terms of this agreement.”

“There is no agreement.”

Zhou Qingfeng stood up suddenly, reached out and grabbed the origami airplane from the opposite Yankee. He coldly looked down at the other person’s face that turned green and pale, “Let’s stop there.”

Over the past year or so, the “Holy Light” has been fighting against Lao Mei. Personnel from both sides fought directly in Eastern Europe, Central Asia, the Middle East, and Southeast Asia, causing deaths and injuries to each other.

With the reunification of Germany, the former Warsaw Pact countries collectively fell to NATO. In addition, the’Da Bobo’, a stupid pig-like dung stick, was mixing up. The power of the’Holy Light’ in Eastern Europe has shrunk sharply. Many of the following markets have become precarious.

In Southeast Asia, where the local social environment is even more backward, and the culture and ethnicity are very different from the West, it is the turn of the “Holy Light” to expand its territory, and the Western forces that are pushing back are receding.

Central Asia and the Middle East are mud pits, and the “Holy Light” does not easily invest too much resources. At most, it helped Iran repair more than 40 “Tomcats” and a batch of old F-5Es. The oil business still cannot be negotiated.

But a group has achieved these results in two or three years, which has already made Americans sleepless. This was the result of the uninterrupted contact of the Legal Department. The two parties agreed to hold a meeting at hk and both made some concessions.

But the high-ranking U.S. officials who should appear now did not come, and the miscellaneous fish who came thought they were the winner. Then there is nothing to talk about.

“Give up the illusion and continue fighting.” Zhou Qingfeng retracted his arm and glanced at the paper airplane that he had captured. He sneered and looked at the American representative on the opposite side.

“I will store this paper airplane, protect it with a glass cover, and put it in a prominent place in my office. I will write on it’June 5, 1994, an American wants to put this Throw the stuff on top of my head’.

Wait, 30 years at most, and 20 years soon. I want to throw this paper airplane and some other things back on your heads. I hope you can all live to that time and witness the next 20 to 30 years. “

Zhou Qingfeng took the paper airplane, raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and shouted to the men who came to the meeting: “Let’s go, why are you staying here? Isn’t it embarrassing enough?”

The ‘Holy Light’ side hurriedly got up, followed in the footsteps of the president, and filed out of the meeting room. Now the few people from the United States looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

Especially the one who made the paper airplane, just realized that he seemed to mess up. It didn’t take long for Michelle as a negotiating planner to walk in from outside the meeting room, and in front of everyone, she raised her hand and slapped the plane.

A slap of a palm resounded through the conference room, frightening everyone else involved in the meeting. The one who was slapped was even more stunned, and it took a while to realize that he had been beaten.

Michelle scolded angrily: “Idiot, the meeting ended in less than five minutes, what did you do?”

The Origami Airplane is two heads taller than Michelle, but facing this petite woman, he can only cover his face and hesitate: “I thought those Japanese people”

Michelle was even more frantic, “Who told you that the Japanese are talking about today?”

“My boss, he asked me to talk casually and just sign the agreement.” The Origami man seemed to have found his support, and pushed everything to the senior officials who were not present.

“Idiots, you are all idiots. Is it difficult to sign an agreement? It can be messed up? Say something nice to the other party with a smile, and sign the prepared document.

Oh, right. Your position is too low to be qualified to sign. But you can return to Washington with the documents signed by the other party and have your boss sign it. “

Michelle broke out, “Do you know how much effort I took to facilitate this negotiation. While we still have a price tag, restrain the out-of-control monster, but everything is screwed up.”

Michelle reached out and grabbed the other’s collar and asked viciously, “What the **** did you do?”

“I made a paper airplane”

Michelle’s eyes were round and round, and she gritted her teeth and asked, “What did you break?”

“I made a paper airplane.”

“and then?”

“The other party left in anger.”

It would be Michelle’s turn to take a deep breath. She flushed, but loosened the hapless collar, patted and smoothed the folds of the collar, then shook her head and sighed:

“My fault, my fault, I shouldn’t find a bunch of idiots to work.”

After a while, Michelle cursed again: “The next thing is your life-and-death lore, there is no possibility of mitigation. But we don’t understand the opponent this time, we don’t understand at all.”

For Michelle’s yelling, other Americans thought she was crazy. The one who slapped her was even more unconvinced, “Isn’t it just a backward country, even if it’s not Japan? They are not as good as Japan.”

This argument is too stupid and not worth refuting.

But Michelle stood there, scanned the others, and was shocked to find that she turned out to be a minority.