My Lord, you need to stand up!

Chapter 614 Again and Again
Even though Wei Dong had a premonition, he suddenly felt his pupils dilate.

But he controlled his emotions; it's true that a man in his sixties can be less impulsive and surprised.

He raised the handcuffs on his hands: "What does this mean?"

Lu Zien frowned: "You are trying to betray national interests, you are disobeying orders, you are going to betray us!"

Wei Dong narrowed his eyes and turned to look at the policeman standing by the door. The man clearly didn't understand Chinese, but his face only showed the excitement of catching his prey.

My mind was flooded with a whole bunch of spy movies I'd watched before!

Damn, I can't believe I'm encountering this kind of spy-within-a-spy plot?

This policeman is clearly a real policeman. I remember we talked before that Lü Zien mainly worked in Indonesia. It's impossible for him to have connections and influence to deal with a local policeman from so far away in Feilubin.

There are only two possibilities: either they offered a huge reward, or they reported that they were someone the police wanted to arrest. Otherwise, they wouldn't be so cooperative, even if it meant doing this for a foreign bigwig like Citizen.

The latter answer is almost the only one that is obvious.

It was only a moment's reaction that made Wei Dong realize that his only reliance at this moment was Qin Zhiming, who was knowledgeable and experienced, to call the police, contact the embassy, ​​and so on.

Even though this is the police station, the only way to clear my name is to make a big fuss about it.

So he chose to delay: "Why is that? You know these words are nonsense."

As he spoke, he leaned against the corner of the wall and started chatting.

It also helped to distance myself from Mao, who was crouching on the ground with his hands clasped behind his back.

Lu Zien didn't even look at the boy at the door, her expression becoming even more distorted: "What are you doing! Why aren't you following orders!"

Wei Dong was surprised that the other party was recording him at this moment: "I don't know what you're talking about. I am a shareholder of AMD, a Citigroup-listed company. I am here in Feilubin for business inspection. Why should I listen to you?"

Even if the factory moved from Penang, it was a compliant and legal business relocation, and there were records of the business assistant, technical experts and company headquarters.

Not to mention the things we did during the few days we were here; everything was a standard business visit process.

There was not a single illegal act.

As long as we can stall until Qin Zhiming brings reinforcements from either side, whether it's the Philippines, China, or even the United States.

Lu Zien, who was supposed to be a very deep and reserved person, couldn't help but say, "Don't play dumb! You came to Southeast Asia to steal advanced technology. You're a spy, an intelligence agent! You're a military agent!"

Wei Dong got goosebumps just listening to it. Holy crap, when did I become a 007?!
So his expression genuinely suggested he wanted to laugh: "Hey, we may know each other, but we're not close. I can still accuse you of slander if you talk nonsense. I'm a businessman, a legal businessman, and I'm a Hong Kong resident now. I have status and identity..."

At this point, Wei Dong actually made a decision for himself.

I really want to become a person of status and position in Hong Kong!

Jin Zhuoqun had previously taught him this: if you've ever had dinner with a big shot, at least you won't encounter situations where even a small-time policeman at a roadside checkpoint dares to handcuff you, and you won't be arrested as easily as You Qili.

It seems that the same principle applies everywhere.

Qin Yuye's current immense influence, both in Hong Kong and mainland China, isn't solely due to that photo with the US Vice President. Even Qin Zhiming's restaurant enlarges the photo and hangs it on the wall, while Qin himself carries it with him as a talisman.

Damn, if I had actually taken a photo with myself back then, it might have been useful.

Lu Zien scoffed: "That's all fake! The organization gave you that identity, made you a Hong Konger, sent you to go undercover, and made you cause trouble..."

Wei Dong seemed to sense an impending outburst of emotion, and saw disappointment and jealousy practically written all over Lü Zi'en's face: "Hey, calm down, okay? I've been a businesswoman from the very beginning, don't you know that? I sell sanitary napkins, I sell cameras, you knew that at the Shuanglu factory, right? That's right, now I'm making money selling shampoo and cosmetics, a lot of money. I'm developing distributors in Southeast Asia, do you want to do it? I can give it to you, businessmen, everything is negotiable, isn't it?"

If it were someone simple-minded, they might have relaxed and started discussing it. But Lü Zien simply didn't trust him: "You're a liar! Last time you said you weren't going to do it anymore, but you used pressure from your superiors to take over SOD. This time you said okay, okay, and then you quietly fooled me. Do you want to fool me a third time? Impossible! Impossible!"

Oh……

Wei Dong finally realized, "You finally mentioned SOD. So the root of the problem is right here."

He relaxed even more, glancing at the young policeman next to him who, though seemingly oblivious, looked on with great interest. "You can't even understand the gossip," he thought.

He shook his head and replied, "I don't know what you mean by intelligence agent. I'm just a businessman. I made it very clear to you back then that I was very interested in SOD, but not in you. Especially since you tried to intimidate me with all sorts of mysterious identities. Don't you understand that for a real businessman, these underhanded tactics are fatal? If you can operate outside the rules, then you're not a businessman, you're a robber. As for who ultimately sold me this project for ten million and how much you got from it, that's your problem. I acquired the entire project legally and at a fair price. In addition to paying ten million for the patent rights, I also paid 20% of the shares. These are all standard business practices, which proves that I'm not some kind of secret agent. Have you been reading too many novels?"

Just stall for time.

Let's chat slowly. I could chat online when I only had one finger, and now that I have all four limbs, we can chat forever.

This incident clearly enraged Lü Zi'en, whose face turned bright red: "You're talking nonsense! You just stole my things by trickery!"

Wei Dong said slowly and deliberately, "Brother, I handed over the ten million yuan to the Science and Technology Association under the Science and Technology Department of the Ministry of Agriculture and Rural Affairs, and then to the Second Division under it, which is in charge of key special funds such as science and technology innovation for increasing grain yield and efficiency. I have a receipt. I need to do the accounting to offset taxes. Legitimate companies are very meticulous in their accounting, and joint-stock companies have a complete shareholding structure. You can check it with the industrial and commercial department. You don't know anything about business, yet you still insist on doing business, do you? Business is business. It's about smart people who can come up with ideas out of thin air. You can't be that stupid, can you?"

Indeed, following the familiar set of regulations of the tax authorities, Wei Dong felt, unusually, that he had an intellectual advantage over the other party, and that the advantage was in his hands.

But Lü Zi'en, who had clearly entered a different line of thinking, roared: "Fake! It's all fake, a fake identity, a fake resume, a fake business, anything the organization made up for you..."

Having watched countless spy dramas and undercover films, Wei Dong was somewhat sympathetic: "Do you have some kind of mental problem? Are you starting to get confused about your own identity? Calm down, be quiet, don't be so agitated. Let's talk things out. Business is all about negotiation..."

Lu Zien wasn't about to back down so easily: "You're going in circles again! You're lying to me again. You must have received some advanced skills training. Stop talking nonsense and pay up! Otherwise, I'll report your multi-million dollar project to ASEAN. You're transferring high-tech industries from Southeast Asian countries, and your entire national intelligence agency is stealing commercial technology! This will definitely cause diplomatic conflicts, and I have evidence!"

Holy crap, what countries do between each other isn't stealing, it's learning from each other.

This made Wei Dong somewhat certain that this guy might have been involved in this kind of work for a long time and had become a bit confused about his identity... Yes, just like that director of the Education Bureau in Kuizhou, who did too much investment promotion work and started to think of himself as a rich man, and ended up committing fraud while in office.

Instead, she softened a bit: "Forget it, you should retire and stop doing your old job. You're at Yinni, right? I'll give you the Yinni shampoo, cosmetics, and sunscreen agency business. You'll definitely make a lot of money in a year. Let's pretend today's incident never happened. I can explain it to you."

There's nothing to hold against them, so it doesn't matter which side comes, except that it might leave a trace on Citibank's side.

But given the circumstances, Wei Dong felt this was the best solution.

But Lü Zien was indeed "fobbed off" twice by him, and in the end, she turned the tables and bypassed him.

Stubbornly refusing to be fooled a third time: "Impossible! Someone like you can't possibly escape once you get away. In fact, it would be reported to my superiors and I would be dealt with. I absolutely cannot believe you!"

damn!

Wei Dong suddenly realized that this was just like a robbery where the victim recognized a familiar face; this guy had no intention of leaving any survivors.
At this moment, Wei Dong had no choice but to raise his hand to scratch his head and cover his eyes to glance at his underling. Mao'er clearly understood the tone of the conversation and quickly looked at him.

Suddenly, a commotion broke out outside, with the sound of several cars braking loudly on the road.

Wei Dong felt a sense of relief, knowing that reinforcements had arrived. He felt like he had transformed into a negotiation expert: "Alright, alright, relax. I can assure you, I won't bring this up again, and I won't report it to anyone. Now..."

The young policeman at the door glanced outside and saw a large group of footsteps approaching, with some people even already standing at the door.

Whether out of desperation or simply unable to explain himself, Lü Zi'en suddenly pulled a pistol from his waist and pointed it at Rang Weidong...

The room was only three to five meters apart, so even if Wei Dong rushed over, he would definitely be under the gun!
At that moment, he felt his legs suddenly go weak, and he couldn't help but explode with the same kind of rage that was triggered by the butcher and later when he encountered robbers and drew his gun to fight them!

I've given you chances time and time again, why do you insist on killing me?!

In a frenzy, he kicked hard against the wall behind him, raised his hands high in front of his head and face, and slammed into it with all his might!
But it's still a bit lacking compared to professionals.

The officer, who had been squatting at the young policeman's feet and barely noticed by the policeman the whole time, didn't even get up. He had already smashed the handcuffs in his hand over!
When did you unlock the handcuffs?
(End of this chapter)