My Lord, you need to stand up!

Chapter 613: The picture shows the dagger
When Qin Zhiming waited for them at the hotel, he felt that the three of them seemed to be forming a clique.

But Chow Yun-fat jokingly said that you are now the boss's brother-in-law, and that he has also started to invest in the business, so from now on we are all one family.

Qin Zhiming said exactly the same thing as Wei Dong: "If you have time, go to Shanghai and see how promising the future of the mainland is, and how powerful Pitt is in the mainland."

Wei Dong rolled his eyes: "Our strength is something everyone gives us face. If we go against the grain, we'll end up with nothing. Let's focus on doing our business right now."

Only Lin Wangfu seriously pushed up his glasses and said yes.

Twenty years ago, Qin Zhiming was already traveling all over the world. He met Wei Dong and realized that this Southeast Asian guy had potential, so he took good care of him.

He actually planned to arrange some romantic activities, not minding taking his brother-in-law out to have fun.

Wei Dong, who was very wary of beautiful women, repeatedly told her not to;

Even Chow Yun-fat, who's gotten tired of looking at beautiful women, said he's lost interest.
Lin Wangfu, who had no interest in beautiful women at all, just wanted to go back to the hotel to continue sorting out his thoughts on everything from games to chips, and he also found this greasy senior colleague quite distasteful.

Can those things that involve indulging in sensual pleasures solve the problems of pulse coding for sampling size and sound wave frequency?
Wei Dong laughed heartily and said, "Let's go back and have separate meetings."

Just don't let the foreigners find out.

However, Qin Zhiming said he already sensed reporters loitering around the hotel, wondering if Chow Yun-fat's whereabouts had been exposed.

Wei Dong, being quite vigilant, sent Mao'er to investigate.

I will do my best to win over these people.

In fact, Wei Dong's ambition was already quite lofty, as he wanted to buy and sell airplanes as soon as he returned to this world.

The current situation excites him even more, making him a true trendsetter of the times.

He really wanted to create something new.

And which ambitious lord is not generous?

Song Jiang was able to become the leader of the 108 heroes of Liangshan precisely because of his ability to use money effectively and generously.

Wei Dong felt that spending 20 million Hong Kong dollars to win over Chow Yun-fat at this time was a great deal.

Besides, this money isn't going to Chow Yun-fat; it's actually being invested in the sound card company. We can't let Lin Wangfu think that the second-largest shareholder is increasing capital to seize control of the shares.

Is it easy?

It's clear that Lin Wangfu cares about this.

Then you need to carefully adjust the heat.

Wei Dong was actually learning from his mistakes.

In the early days, he could only guard against and utilize Jin Zhuoqun, and isolate and follow You Qili. He had to use their strengths, but he also couldn't get involved with them so as not to affect his own situation.

Ultimately, they had no choice but to keep such a brilliant person out of their team.

However, the actual development of events shows that most people can only follow orders and do not have the ability to stand on their own and forge ahead.

Ultimately, this world needs outstanding individuals to make a difference.

It's exhausting to conquer the world with just a bunch of noobs.

Now he's trying to win over and control powerful figures.

Chow Yun-fat is a notable figure, and Lin Wangfu, who pioneered a unique approach before Steve Jobs even developed a sound card, must also be considered quite impressive.

When it's not so convenient for him to travel abroad at any time, these two can greatly assist him in making strategic plans in Hong Kong and Southeast Asia.

But this still doesn't solve the reason for bringing the packaging plant back to China, which is driving Wei Dong crazy.

Back in my room, I was still feeling down as I leaned against the headboard.

This line of thinking cannot be shared with Chow Yun-fat and Lin Wangfu. It would be of little use to the former, and the latter, being an overseas Chinese, must be kept away from ideological influences as much as possible.

My thoughts were all the same: let's just leave it at that, get the wafer fab back first, and then figure out the next steps later.

Mao didn't come back all night; he was sent out like a stone to observe the hotel entrance.

However, in this high-end hotel, he could comfortably relax and take a nap on the sofa in the lobby reception area.

We met up the next morning and were still refreshed.

He just shook his head at his older brother from afar.

As soon as Chow Yun-fat came out, he was surrounded by reporters who suddenly pulled out their cameras.

In the end, all they could do was let Wei Dong and the others quickly leave.

Everyone should try to stay outside as much as possible.

If you can't control the gossip in the newspapers, can't you at least avoid it?

After spending two more days with Lin Wangfu at the packaging plant to confirm various technical details, they prepared to have the Citibank business manager and technical experts take the complete report back to present the solution.

Wei Dong comforted himself, thinking that at least this way Apple wouldn't think that they had to put all the processes in mainland China, and it wouldn't attract any attention.

Leaning back in his seat, he teased Qin Zhiming, "What kind of program is planned for tonight, the last night?"

To avoid the noisy reporters and cameras at the hotel, I spend my evenings in cafes and quiet bars by the sea. I even went for a massage last night.

It's definitely the kind of traditional Filipino massage that's popular with older women. It really does have a deep muscle-relaxing and blood-circulating effect, and a group of men can also have a chat and a meeting on the side.

Chow Yun-fat actually said that he has never really enjoyed this kind of relaxation.

Before, we were poor; now we're busy, and even when we occasionally go out, we have to be wary of this and that.

So now, the guy sitting in the back raises his hand and asks if he can go for a massage again today...

At this point, the driver pulled over, saying that there was a police checkpoint.

The Toyota Hiace van rented from the hotel was actually the Hiace that was later produced in China through a joint venture. At that time, it was considered a relatively luxurious mid-to-high-end business vehicle, and high-end hotels in Southeast Asia used this vehicle for receiving large groups of guests.

While watching the local driver chatting and laughing with the police, Wei Dong suddenly felt a sense of unease and began to look around.

I can't explain why, I just look at the hairs on their eyes.

In fact, in the domestic public opinion thirty or forty years later, Feilubin was seen as a chaotic place rife with theft, robbery, and kidnapping.

Moreover, almost all of the disclosed cases are related to the police.

The way the policeman who stopped the car looked into the driver's window was particularly unsettling.

Anyway, Mao quietly slipped himself off his seat.

Lin Wangfu noticed this and comforted him, "The security in Feilubin is not bad..."

Qin Zhiming, the passenger, was the more experienced one. He turned around and lowered his voice: "That was before. Damn, there have been a lot of changes here this year since the president stepped down. So when Barbara mentioned it, I came to show you the way. Many friends have said that things here seem quite chaotic. Your factory... Citibank should be doing alright."

Just as Wei Dong was wondering what excuse to give, the driver turned around and asked to see his passport.

The two white men from the US were dozing off, leaning back in their chairs. Wei Dong woke them up so they could use their position to intimidate him.

Chow Yun-fat mumbled something and pulled out his passport, ready to use the celebrity as a stepping stone.

But the police ignored the Citizen passport, which is the most powerful passport in the world at the time, and the Hong Kong, Singapore and Canada passports, which also offer visa-free access. They only took out Wei Dong's diplomatic passport and said there was a problem with it, and asked him to get out of the car.

Only when you are abroad can you clearly feel this kind of differential treatment.

Especially in the 1980s, it was one thing to be closed off and not communicate with others before, but now that we were just beginning to step into the world, it was the time when our national strength was at its weakest.

Even a lowly Southeast Asian policeman can manipulate what should be the most prestigious diplomatic status, since theoretically such diplomatic passports should not be checked at all.

Wei Dong deliberately didn't hand over Mao'er's passport because he was somewhat wary of him.

Now, he opened the sliding door and got out of the car, his hair tanned like a monkey's these past few days, and squatted on the floor behind him like a local child.

However, due to his large build, it would be difficult for him to imitate his younger brother's attempts to appear younger.

Wei Dong blocked his way slightly, while Qin Zhiming, in the passenger seat, leaned out to act as a translator, skillfully rolling up some banknotes and handing them over.

The other party accepted it, but still opened the passport and pressed it against Wei Dong's face with an unfriendly expression, making him compare it.

They looked at him like he was a wanted criminal.

The action itself was small, but extremely insulting.

No matter how wealthy you are, or how powerful you are as a shareholder of Citibank, you are still just a nobody in the competition between nations.

Wei Dong calmly gestured to the two Citibank employees to look. Now that the witnesses have seen it with their own eyes, there's nothing anyone can say about me moving the factory.

Perhaps it was his composure that made the police, unable to find fault, resort to force, shoving him and trying to take him to the nearby woods.

Qin Zhiming tried to push open the passenger door, but the other police officers immediately pressed their guns against their waists, warning him not to move.

Lin Wangfu and Fa Ge were both a little stunned, having never seen such a scene before.

No matter how agile the characters are in gunfight movies, it's all scripted.

Instead, it was the Citibank business manager who immediately jumped out of the car cursing, which reminded Qin Zhiming to turn around and call the technical expert to join the protest.

In the 1980s, there were no mobile phones for easy roaming and convenient ways to report crimes.

These roadside village offices and convenience stores are in such a suburban area that you can shout yourself hoarse and still get no response.

Only Mao followed the two foreigners and quietly jumped off the car at this moment.

The four police officers at the scene were much more obsequious and amiable towards the American man, but they still insisted on handcuffing Wei Dong.

Seeing that the other party had already stuffed the diplomatic passport into his pocket, Qin Zhiming knew that this matter could not be resolved peacefully. He immediately called the technical experts to get in the car: "Which of you stay and help Pete with the translation? I'll go call the police and find someone!"

Lin Wangfu jumped down without hesitation; Chow Yun-fat's English was worse than his Mandarin.

The capital city of Falubin is a typical example of failed urbanization in the Third World. Poor people from all over the country flock to the capital in search of opportunities, resulting in a vast number of slums and urban areas.

The area within a radius of dozens of kilometers is densely packed with shantytowns, and wealthy people and foreign tourists try to stay only in the main urban area.

These problems probably didn't exist when the factory was built ten years ago, so the factory area is about ten kilometers away from the hotels near the international airport, and the seaside is relatively quiet.

Now everyone's finding that safety isn't reliable.

Even the hotel driver realized this was a problem and immediately drove off.

Dare to mess with the US president?

The police probably didn't expect there were actually two white people in the car. They were smiling obsequiously at the foreigner, but they were also holding on tightly and not letting Wei Dong go.

He wanted Wei Dong to confirm that there must be a reason, but he hadn't broken any laws on this trip, so he wasn't afraid of being accused anywhere. He just needed to wait for Qin Zhiming to find reinforcements.

So he had to stop the arrogant and lashing business assistant to avoid angering the police officers and causing them to kill him.

Let's not suffer immediate losses.

But he noticed that one of the policemen went into the room and came out whispering to his accomplice, then drew his gun and forcefully separated the business assistant and Lin Wangfu, insisting on handcuffing Wei Dong and dragging him inside.

At this moment, Mao'er seemingly recklessly reached out to block, but he was also handcuffed without any politeness.

This scene was quite a shock to Lin Wangfu.

Generally speaking, Chinese people have a relatively high status in Southeast Asia, but it is only when conflicts arise that this deep-seated divide is highlighted.

So he reached out and grabbed the business assistant, sternly demanding that we accompany him inside.

They tried to resolve the issue by reasoning with the people.

The three policemen tried their best to block them.

Only one person calmly led the Wei Dong brothers into the house.

The checkpoint office was very simple, with a few chairs and two tables. Lu Zi'en was sitting at the table!
(End of this chapter)