My Lord, you need to stand up!

Chapter 464 Survival in the Brink: Every Point Counts

When Wei Dong first met Mao'er and Shi Tou, the taller and stronger older brother was in charge of the attack, while the smaller and more agile younger brother was there to help with the transfer.

It turned out that Stone specialized in sudden, unexpected attacks, relying on his unassuming little boy appearance and seemingly innocent yet cunning nature to conceal a ruthless side.

Maybe those days he spent at the slaughterhouse hanging out with the bespectacled killer counted as his master's and doctoral studies.

But Mao'er learned and practiced entirely on his own, leisurely playing with the bamboo strips in his hands or raising dogs and training monkeys, displaying a rather eccentric and health-conscious temperament typical of young people.

When Wei Dong saw him play cards, his first reaction was that you guys were using fake cards to cheat.

So I never play cards with this guy, what if he replaces the cards on the table with prop cards?

As it turned out, the smuggler actually took Mao'er's entire deck of cards, twirled them in his hand, and probably confirmed that the cards were fine.

He rubbed his hands together in his palms a few times, and when he slid one hand away, there was a card hidden in his palm!
An average person's palm is about the size of a playing card, and they have to cover it with their fingers together. Some magicians seem to be able to bend a playing card and tuck it between their four fingers.

But his action was peculiar; he actually used the slight creases in his palm to clamp one side of the playing card and pull it out!
The back of his hand was only slightly arched, making it almost impossible to notice that a card was hidden inside.

This exposed Mao'er's previous "trick" of simply placing cards on the deck to change them.

However, the boy was not flustered. He glanced at the older brother who was surrounded by people and reached out to ask for the playing cards back.

Sure enough, it was only at this moment that Wei Dong noticed that his outstretched palm had a rather rare crack.

Everyone has palm lines, but in his case, they cut across his palm horizontally like a knife, which seems to suggest that some interpretations of fate are not good.
But Mao took the deck of cards, quickly shuffled and cut them several times in his hand, and then held them up as a gesture.

The smuggler also enthusiastically reached out and made a couple of cuts. A dozen pairs of eyes watched from all sides as the guy held the cards in his hand for a few seconds, as if he were communicating with the cards.

Then, he quickly picked out four cards from the back of the deck and flipped them over, and they were all "Aces"!
Wei Dong was dumbfounded by the man's boast that he was quite good at playing Dou Dizhu (a popular Chinese card game).

How the hell can I even play cards with you?

No wonder that back in the small teahouse by the river in Shangzhou, when Wei Dong and his two brothers played cards with the dock bosses in that bamboo shed, the two of them never sat at the table.

Anyway, the people from Heijing were all staring wide-eyed.

how did you do that.

But just like the old Hong Kong businessman only observed the facial expressions between Mao and Wei Dong.

Experts know the ins and outs.

The smuggler thought about it seriously for a moment, but instead of checking the sign, he reached out to grab Mao'er's paw. When he was refused, he touched Mao'er's little finger with the back of his hand.

They seemed to have exchanged some information, and he gave a thumbs-up in return to express his approval.

The little boy, around ten years old, remained silent, only feeding the myna a single grain of food. Then he said, "That's right, that's right..."

It added a touch of humor, making Master Jing even more envious.

At this moment, Qin Yuye and Shen Cuiyue were led over, with Lamu carrying the child behind them.

The Hong Kong girl immediately became charming, took the towel from Zhuoma's hand, and pretentiously wiped Wei Dong's forehead to show intimacy. She then greeted the two Hong Kong bigwigs in Cantonese.

The smuggler gave a thumbs-up and clasped his hands in a gesture that Wei Dong, having spent so much time with the three siblings, immediately recognized as a secret code from the gang.

She immediately met Shen Laosan's gaze and gently shook her head. The Jianghu girl, who had been eager to try, immediately became sullen and lost interest.

Are you kidding me? This is Pyeongkol!
With so many impeccably educated and upright individuals present, are they afraid of not having any dirt on someone else?

So he didn't respond at all to this person: "Nice to meet you. My younger brother likes to tinker with gadgets. I heard you got the IBM computer distribution rights. Do you have any advice for me?"

The smuggler, as expected, understood without saying a word: "Chen Wenliang, I've long heard that Pete has a computer business and a deep connection with Citibank and Apple, so I've come to ask for your advice."

Qin Yuye wished he were still at the hotel: "He's probably going to catch a cold like this. Why don't we go back to the hotel, change his clothes, and then talk more?"

It was already quite chilly by the end of October, so everyone quickly nodded and left.

When Mao'er set off with his dog, monkey, and bird, Xu Rao's hangers-on enthusiastically offered their help, not caring that they were almost barked at by the Sichuan dogs. I like it even more now.

Follow this path to the joint venture factory's electronic checkpoint and then to the parking space.

Qin Yuye, the tour guide, said: "The first joint venture automobile factory in mainland China. Pete is the vice president here, in charge of producing the Cherokee model for Citibank. He is highly valued. He is also the one who promoted the workers' welfare for the factory. If you have seen our factories in Jiangzhou, you will know that Pete has a lot of experience in factory management. So now I am also helping him manage the jeans factory. He invented this electronic gate..."

At this moment, she was certainly very poised, and the two Hong Kong businessmen and their entourage listened with great interest.

Speaking enthusiastically in Cantonese, Rang Weidong, wrapped in a coat, spoke with Xu Rao: "I'm really not helping the old Hong Kong, but since we're attracting investment, we have to follow their European and American business rules. When doing business, don't talk about principles. Anyway, we in China will never suffer losses, but we also have to let them make the money they deserve and ensure their investment interests are guaranteed. Only then can we have a fair trade situation."

Xu Rao also saw it: "No wonder the old Hong Kong people all recognize you. You really understand their ways. If you maintain this advantage in doing business with the old Hong Kong people and foreigners, the higher-ups will value you highly."

Wei Dong seized the opportunity to smooth things over: "I do foreign trade, just to earn some US dollars to buy chips. These things aren't made in France anytime soon, so this time, by helping to resolve the foreign exchange letter of credit issue for auto parts, I was given some export quotas to export to North America. Thanks to your Shanghai foreign trade company for your support. We're all working to solve the foreign exchange gap for imported parts. If we can get this sorted out, you'll definitely get a share of the credit."

Xu Rao, as expected, didn't care about the small loss in Shanghai and was more concerned about saving face: "Then I'll wait for your good news."

Qin Yuye naturally led the team back to the hotel catering to foreigners, letting Wei Dong exchange a few pleasantries with the others in the coffee shop while she went upstairs to get the formal suits and other items prepared for the men.

More importantly, he brought down a collection of photos of himself and the Citizens' Vice President.

That's incredibly powerful!
No matter what you say, this is what Hong Kong's tycoons believe in most. Perhaps their life's dream is to have an audience with the Queen.

The president of the United States wouldn't even dare to dream of it; that's one of the top three superpowers in the world.

Even Xu Rao wouldn't have experienced such a strong impact.

People in mainland China still instinctively symbolize these kinds of imperialist leaders.

Even the previously composed Hong Kong businessman quickly put on his glasses and observed with envy.

Chen Wenliang was extremely envious. He was currently trying desperately to clear his name, and if he could encounter such an opportunity, it would be like a meteoric rise to the top.

Wei Dong nonchalantly put on his suit and trousers at the coffee shop and accepted a hot towel offered by his girlfriend to wipe his face.

Qin Yuye was well aware that this was about boosting the man's image: "Pete deals with people at this level. Big shots need someone to do things and solve problems. Pete's strengths are very well-rounded, including electronics, real estate, automobiles, and his most important business, as well as his nationwide sales network. This will definitely benefit his partners greatly."

He even went so far as to introduce himself: "I dare not compare with the scale of Old Heng and Uncle De. The elders value real estate more, but I do not participate in Pitt's real estate business. I focus on jeans. I came to the mainland at this time last year, and this year our sales have exceeded eight million pairs. The trade orders to Japan and North America are seven million three hundred thousand US dollars. Next year will definitely be a big year. But the elders know that this amount of profit is negligible compared with the electronics, real estate and automobile businesses."

Facing seasoned veterans, the eighteen-year-old girl dared to evade the issue, using numbers to represent domestic sales and comparing foreign data to US dollars.

The purpose is to use their achievements to prove that they are only a drop in the ocean compared to the number of men.

It was her radiant and confident photo of herself standing between the two tycoons, smiling brightly, that stood out so much that the old Hong Kong businessman might even have felt that he hadn't given her enough of that ten percent.

Therefore, the identities of Wei Dong and Qin Yuye are truly subtle, and both are able to skillfully navigate these situations to gain trust.

They weren't worried about being overheard while speaking Cantonese. Qin Yuye explained with a smile, "Pete helped Lao Heng and Uncle De with their joint ventures in Jiangzhou and Shanghai, and he basically didn't take a single penny. His vision wasn't about making immediate profits, but about accompanying and helping the elders to gain a foothold in this pioneering period of reform and opening up in the mainland, and together we built a grand scene. He has great ambitions."

According to my own understanding, it is more in line with Hong Kong's values. There is no such thing as serving the people. It is about becoming a young hero who is determined to make great things.

The old Hong Kong businessman had basically made up his mind. After whispering to his assistant, he nodded to Chen Wenliang and suggested that he go with Xu Rao to discuss the details and sign a formal contract.

Xu Rao even tried to bring Wei Dong along, clearly realizing that his sycophants' attention was either on Qin Yuye or trying to find out where Gouzi and Ba Ge had gone.

I really can't help with business matters.

Qin Yuye conveyed the message to Wei Dong with her eyes, and smiled to reassure him: "What if he gets some benefits on the side? Anyway, the contract will definitely be made public later. Just respect the contract, there won't be any problem."

Only then did he stay behind to face Chen Wenliang alone: ​​"Pete, I don't know how to do with this IBM Greater China agency rights. If you know how to operate it, I'll give you half of the profits and hand it over to you to operate. Give me a hint: if you were to do it, how much sales could you generate in a year?"

As he spoke, he took a beautifully crafted IBM internal document book from his henchman.

He had Wei Dong look through the entire English text and then handed it to Qin Yuye. In his mind, however, he was weighing how to say it. If the other party was really a comprador's lackey, and upon hearing that he wanted to actively develop domestic computers, he immediately turned around and joined forces with his master to suppress the development of computers in mainland China, then that would be a grave crime.

Of course, without us, this computer war would definitely be one-sided in favor of foreign manufacturers. But with us here, we can win whatever we can.

(End of this chapter)