Lin Zhengyi had another sleepless night at home.
Watanabe was also in a daze in the city guest house.
Under the white fluorescent lamp, he sat upright on the side of the bed, quietly looking at himself in the full-length mirror, for a while, snarled, and then screamed silently.
It's weird in ancient times and lasts a long time.
The mobile phone rang...
Watanabe immediately returned to normal as soon as he looked at the number, and answered with a deep voice: "I'm Watanabe, who?"
Qin Hao called, and he said in a gloomy tone, "Mr. Watanabe, maybe we have a little trouble?"
Watanabe was ambitious, "What's the matter?"
"That guy Carl is a bit weird." Qin Hao whispered: "I accompanied him to the headquarters of the'Shengguang' Group today. He yelled again and always said some strange things."
"Carl is your friend, I don't know him well." Watanabe asked back: "What are you trying to say?"
The three foreigners ran to Tianyang as a private action. They only notified their respective companies and clubs, but they couldn't get any support in this small place like Tianyang.
When he arrived in Tianyang, Qin Hao seemed rather anxious.
He seemed completely free, but he didn't dare to go out casually. He always followed Carl, who was tall and strong, for fear that he would be caught by the imaginary'secret police' suddenly.
But...
"Carl seems to be a little shaken. He actually asked me a few weird questions today. For example, how to deal with Chinese people.
He completely forgot the purpose of our trip, always thinking about how to make money. That guy didn't do well in Germany, and he was easily corrupted by money. Do you understand what I mean? "
Qin Hao's tone was anxious.
Watanabe understands, but he is not worried, "We have official identities and have not engaged in any illegal affairs. Qin Sang, you seem to be worried."
"No, no, I'm afraid the situation is worse than we thought.
I received a call from the headquarters today, and there are channels to prove that many machine tool factories in the Imperial Capital have updated their cutting tools, and their processing capabilities have seen explosive growth.
This has damaged the interests of many European and American traders. They have to sell their goods at lower prices and are considering adjusting the embargo list.
So our previous suspicions have been confirmed, and some people are indeed secretly exporting embargoed goods.
The information you received in the Imperial Capital before is also correct. Tianyang's'Shengguang Group' has strong smuggling channels. This thing seems very strange. "
"Do you doubt Karl?"
"I'm not so sure, I just think he is a bit abnormal. I just remind you that you have to be careful of this German guy next. He is probably acting with us."
Qin Hao talked a lot about the car, and Watanabe thanked the other for the reminder. When I hung up, an hour passed.
Carl's affairs did not bother Watanabe. He knew very well that with the current international relations, as long as he did not do too much, there would be no danger.
On the contrary, during the day, he was suddenly appointed as the director of a battery factory with less than 500 employees, which greatly stimulated Watanabe.
In Japan, which pays attention to years of merit, a sudden promotion is impossible. Although Tianyang Battery Factory is very broken, he has an indescribable excitement about it...
The doorbell of the door rang suddenly.
Watanabe awoke from the reverie, and the cat's eyes that walked to the door looked out.
It's Carl, the fat German man.
It was more than eleven o'clock at night. It's so late, why is this guy here to stop by
When the door was opened, Carl sighed first, "Sorry, Mr. Watanabe, to disturb you so late."
"Anything?" Watanabe asked.
Fat Carl sighed again in trouble, "If it is convenient, I would like to ask a few questions."
"Come in, then." Watanabe let the door open.
Carl walked into the room, embedded himself in the sofa like a big potato, and asked straightforwardly: "Mr. Watanabe, what do you think of the current situation?"
Such blunt words can't ask anything at all. Watanabe dealt with Westerners a lot, and asked straightforwardly: "Mr. Carl, I don't understand what you mean?"
Carl leaned out, lowered his voice and asked: "I learned about it today and called many friends in hk and Japan. There is a situation that deserves our attention..."
The German fat guy seemed to want to sell Guanzi, but Watanabe remained unmoved and remained stern.
"It is really possible for the'Shengguang' Group to pay us a monthly salary of 100,000 Hong Kong dollars. Although this company has been established for a short time, its strength is quite strong."
Watanabe remained stern.
Carl was embarrassed for a few seconds. "I mean maybe we can work in this small city for a few months and make some money. Then let's talk about smuggling. What do you think?"
Watanabe still didn't make a statement.
Carl couldn't help it. He raised his voice, "Watanabe, what was your income in the past month? Is there one hundred thousand Hong Kong dollars? This is equivalent to more than twenty thousand US dollars.
It's an exaggeration that a professor in Germany can't get such a high income.
I have no orders now, and the import and export company of this country has abandoned me. But I have three children to raise, and I am under tremendous pressure.
I met with President Zhou of "Shengguang" today. That is a very nice young man. He took me to visit the company headquarters. Their office equipment is no worse than that of large German companies.
Your Excellency the President just spent 300 million Hong Kong dollars to purchase many assets in this city. He promised me that as long as I could rebuild that damn factory-run technical school, he would pay a monthly salary that I couldn't refuse.
I've been to that technical school, and it was a terrible scene. The technical training in this country is still in a very primitive state.
But because it is not difficult to improve the level of education, I already have a full set of ideas. Your Excellency the President is also willing to invest in the school, millions of dollars in investment, he attaches great importance to education.
I am a top student majoring in mechanics at Humboldt University. I have a deep understanding of engines, transmissions, machine tools, and computers. I have enough ability to manage a school well.
In only three months, I can make that school look new. In two years, that school can train junior technicians. Give me ten years, I can create a hall of education. "
What Carl said was extremely exaggerated. Watanabe kept listening coldly, but then he said: "Carl, do you want to stay here for ten years?"
Uh..., the German fat man rubbed his hands awkwardly again, shrugging his shoulders, "If there is enough salary, why not?"
"Would you like to live in this terrible city?"
"This city has an airport. I can fly to Imperial Capital and Magic Capital every week, and I can even go to HK or Southeast Asia for vacation. The school has three months of paid leave each year, and I can travel around the world."
"Are you not going to investigate the smuggling of prohibited items?"
"Well..., so I want to discuss with you, can I delay it for a few months? At least make me earn one hundred thousand dollars. I'm already over forty, and I have to consider retirement.
What about you... Don't you need pension? "
Carl talked baldly, and basically poured out all his thoughts. Watanabe still had a deadly face, saying neither good nor bad, only that he would consider it.
This ambiguous attitude caused a big blow to the German fat man, feeling that Watanabe would definitely refuse to agree. He walked out of the door dejectedly and said goodnight and was leaving.
"Mr. Carl." Watanabe yelled from the door.
"What?" Carl stopped listlessly.
"Have you ever told Qin Hao about your thoughts?"
"Anderson? That guy is untrustworthy, and he doesn't want to give money when playing with women." Karl waved his hand and sneered disdainfully: "The converts are not as good as dogs. They have no loyalty."