The Ace of the Far East, who was far away in New York, was in the middle of serious negotiations with the US government.
A small piece of flesh had also been grazed off his left arm by a stray bullet. Although it wasn't particularly serious, he knew that he had been in a very dangerous situation this time when he thought about how the bullet had penetrated the thick Soviet-style military coat.
His left hand was wrapped in a snow-white bandage and hung around his neck. Wearing a Soviet-style military coat, he stood in front of the mourning hall set up by the Soviet Consulate General in New York and said sternly to the visiting US Foreign Ministry officials, "You must hand over the murderer and the bodies of our two chiefs. They are Soviets and loyal soldiers of our Party and country. They should be buried in our Revolutionary Martyrs' Cemetery in Moscow. "
The US diplomat smiled awkwardly and politely and said, "Mr. Peter, there's something fishy about this. Please believe us, we have no reason to assassinate them. "
"Why should we believe you?" The coldness on the Ace of the Far East's face could almost freeze people to death. His eyes were sharp and unruly, full of mockery and disdain. "With your fickle Twitter president? Or with the CIA's notorious reputation in the world? "
"Mr. Peter, we understand your feelings, but please don't insult our president." The US diplomat couldn't take it anymore. Didn't they want face?
But what could they do when there was a president who tweeted every day and deleted his last tweet at the drop of a hat?
They couldn't even refute Deputy Chief Counsel Peter's words.
Because if they denied it, they believed that the other party could take out a screenshot and slap them in the face at any moment.
The Ace of the Far East sneered and put his hands behind his back. "What's wrong? I just said one sentence and you can't take it anymore? Your president's reputation is more important than the lives of our chiefs, isn't it? But that's for you. "
"And for us, the lives of our own people are much more important than the reputation of your president." The Ace of the Far East stretched out his uninjured right hand and said with a straight face, "If there's nothing else to say, please go back."
Among the visiting US Foreign Ministry officials, there was a diplomat who had once been a visiting professor at Harvard's Kennedy School of Politics.
He was very old, and his hair was silver and shiny, but his face was rosy and natural, and he was hale and hearty.
But now, his face was full of sorrow.
He walked up to the Ace of the Far East and said very sincerely, "Mr. Peter, what we said is true. Mr. Yeltsin and Mr. Gorbachev were my best students, and they were determined to introduce the advanced American system to the Soviet Union. This time, we've met with them many times. It's all for … "
"Mr Platini! Since they don't believe us, we don't have to waste our saliva. " A middle-sized US diplomat suddenly interrupted the former visiting professor of Harvard University. "We should go."
Mr. Platini, who was very old, stopped talking guiltily and said awkwardly, "… Actually, their passing is a greater loss to us than to you."
"What do you mean? They are state officials of the Soviet Union. How can you say that their deaths are a bigger loss to you?! "
The Ace of the Far East obviously caught the loophole in the former guest professor's words and asked without delay, "What do you mean? Could it be that what they do for the US is more important than what they do for the Soviet Union?! "
The meaning behind his words was deep. It was as if he was asking if these two Soviet Union officials had committed treason …
"Mr. Peter, don't talk nonsense!" The middle-sized diplomat who had just stopped Professor Platini clearly understood the meaning behind the Ace of the Far East's words.
His face darkened and his brows furrowed. He tried his best to maintain his dignity and said, "I understand how you feel. The death of Mr. Yeltsin and Mr. Gorbachev is definitely a major loss to you, and it is also a major loss to world peace."
"I don't understand what you're saying." The Ace of the Far East stared at the middle-sized American diplomat aggressively.
If he was not mistaken, this person's true identity should be an agent of the CIA. Because of his vigilance and habits, he gave him a very familiar feeling.
It was the subconscious vigilance of a peer meeting a peer.
Of course, the Ace of the Far East's disguise was even stronger.
He did not arouse any vigilance from his American colleague. He only treated him as a diplomat sent by the Soviet Union.
According to the information obtained by the CIA, the grandmother of this Ace of the Far East, Mr. Peter Huo Shaoheng, was once a Soviet diplomat.
The Soviet diplomatic system was a hereditary succession system, not a merit-based recruitment. Therefore, these Americans did not take the beautiful Deputy Chief Counsel Peter seriously at all.
The American diplomat said calmly, "Because of their deaths, your top leader, Mr. Pushin, has threatened to expel our diplomats, and is even willing to fight with us. That's why I said that their deaths are a great loss to world peace. "
The Ace of the Far East sneered, raised his head, and said, "Hand over our chief's body and send us back to Moscow with a national gift in front of the world. I'll believe that this matter has nothing to do with your government. Otherwise, whether it's war or peace, it's up to me! "
The middle-sized American diplomat looked at the Ace of the Far East with almost disdain. He thought to himself that this was really a good-for-nothing. What was the use of only asking for a national gift?
Besides, was it necessary for them to keep the bodies of two Soviet officials?
They were indeed of great value when they were alive, but now that they were dead, all their value had returned to zero.
If they kept the bodies and angered Pushin, the Soviet leader, they might really launch a missile …
A fighting nation was just that valiant.
They were indifferent to life and death, and if they were unhappy, they would fight.
The Americans weren't so rash.
Therefore, he sighed and said, "Don't worry, I'll go back and negotiate with the people at the police station now. I'll be sure to return the bodies of your two chiefs as soon as possible. Also, I'll ask the president about sending them back with a national gift. "
The Ace of the Far East snorted arrogantly and said, "You don't need to send our chiefs back home with a national gift. I'll stay here and not leave!"
A look of disdain flashed across the eyes of the middle-sized American diplomat.
However, Peter's next words defeated him completely. "… I still have to tweet every day and confront your president head-on!"
The American officials weren't afraid of anything now. They were only afraid that the president would argue with someone on Twitter …
Of course, ordinary people wouldn't dare to argue with the president of the United States, but those who dared to argue with the president of the United States weren't ordinary people.
"Mr. Peter, please calm down! We'll arrange a national gift right away! "
At this time, the American diplomats no longer had any bargaining chips to negotiate with the Soviet diplomats.
No matter what, the Americans had already lost two of their chiefs. What bargaining chips could they use to negotiate with the Soviets?
Now, the whole world was blaming the Americans for their negligence, which had caused the deaths of two Soviet state-level officials in a foreign country.
Under the insistence of the Ace of the Far East, the US government couldn't wait to chase them away.
..
A few days later, they left New York and returned to Moscow. It was a snowy day.
The special plane from the Soviet Union slowly landed at New York Airport.
The honor guard and military band sent by the US government played the Soviet national anthem in the heavy snow. The president of the United States personally brought his own officials from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to the airport and sent their group of people, including the coffins of the two chiefs, onto the plane.
Only the Soviet plane could take off on time amidst the flying snowflakes.
They flew across the ocean and finally returned to Moscow after more than ten hours.
Pushin held a grand state funeral for the two dead officials here.
The Huaxia Empire television station also broadcast the state funeral live.
Gu Nianzhi saw the coffins of the two officials being buried under the flag of a sickle and an axe on the television. She felt an indescribable sense of absurdity.
No matter how hard she watched on the television, she didn't see Deputy Chief Counsel Peter, who was said to have returned home with the plane.
Not a single scene.
..
Gu Nianzhi was a little impatient. In order to divert her attention, she stayed at home and flipped through the internal files of the Qin Corporation's Private Hospital that Lu Jin had downloaded for her.
Unfortunately, less than a tenth of it had been downloaded. There weren't many things.
And from the looks of it, there was nothing really noteworthy.
It had to be said that the Qin Corporation's Private Hospital had developed from a small private clinic to a large private hospital chain group that spread all over the world in the past few decades. Its internal management was very formal and rigorous.
She didn't find any illegal activities.
The only drawback seemed to be that it was too expensive.
But expensive things varied from person to person.
They opened a private hospital, not a charity. Of course, their purpose was to make profits.
There was no forced buying or selling. It was just that Jiang Taigong was fishing, and those who were willing took the bait.
So this really couldn't be said to be its drawback.
It could only be said that its operators were very business-minded. Not only did they open a private hospital to treat patients and save people, but they also made huge profits from it. Actually, from this perspective, the Qin Corporation's Private Hospital and the general society had a win-win relationship.
Gu Nianzhi concentrated on studying the information of the Qin Corporation's Private Hospital for more than ten days, but found nothing.
After dinner that night, Gu Nianzhi didn't want to look at the information anymore. She hugged her panda pillow and stayed in the living room to watch TV.
Lu Jin saw that she didn't go to the study to "study" the information after dinner like she had done the previous two days. He sat beside her curiously and asked, "Why didn't you go to the study? Have you finished studying the information? "
"There's still a little left, but from what I've seen, the Qin Corporation's Private Hospital is a very formal enterprise. Its management is also very high-end, its accounts are clear, and it abides by the law. I can't find any loopholes." Gu Nianzhi punched the panda pillow in her arms in frustration.
Lu Jin smiled. "There's no hurry. This is only a tenth."
Lu Yuan walked over with a plate of fruit and placed it on the coffee table in front of Gu Nianzhi. He smiled and said, "That's right. Such a large listed company has been in business for decades and is well known both at home and abroad. Even if there were loopholes, how could you find them in two days? If there were such loopholes, they would have been killed in the stock market a long time ago. "
The capital market was cruel. If one was the slightest bit careless, they would be killed in the stock market.
Therefore, profit-making companies that had existed in the stock market for decades had very strict internal management.
If they weren't strict, they would be taught a lesson by the capital, and the outcome would be as uncomfortable as having their flesh cut and bones broken.
Gu Nianzhi heaved a sigh of relief and felt better. She quickly nodded. "Thank you for your guidance, President Lu. If there's anything I don't understand about management in the future, can I ask President Lu for advice?"
"I don't dare. If you have any questions, we can discuss it together," Lu Yuan said with a smile. He was very magnanimous and modest.
Lu Jin pursed his lips. He was a little unwilling, but he said helplessly, "Boss Lu, you can't hide anything. You have to answer Nianzhi honestly if she asks you anything. You can't play tricks on her, and you can't avoid the important and fool her."
Lu Yuan stopped smiling and lowered his head to take a sip of the pu 'er tea he had brewed. He said lightly, "In your heart, am I such a person?"
"Of course! You're a proper profiteer! Otherwise, how could our company make so much money?! "Lu Jin was elated and in a good mood again.
He was indeed not good at corporate management. He had completely relied on Lu Yuan's management skills to run their small online security company so well that it had developed into a large listed company in just over a decade.
Gu Nianzhi didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She shook her head. "Dad, are you praising President Lu or insulting him? How can you say that? Fortunately, you and President Lu have been friends for more than a decade. Otherwise, if it were anyone else, they would have immediately fallen out. "
Lu Yuan couldn't help laughing. He pointed at Gu Nianzhi. "You're still speaking up for your father. If that's the case, wouldn't I be too embarrassed to fall out with him? "
"How could that be?!" Gu Nianzhi smiled like a flower. "President Lu is broad-minded. If he was really angry, he would have broken off ties with my father more than a decade ago. How could he still be a good friend and business partner?"
How many people could go through thick and thin together, but they couldn't go through thick and thin together?
How many people believed in "changing wives for the rich and changing friends for the rich"?
After so many years of ups and downs, the fact that they were still business partners and close friends had already proved their unbreakable friendship.
Lu Jin nodded repeatedly. "Boss Lu doesn't have any other benefits, but he does have a good temper. He doesn't get angry no matter what, and he doesn't fall out with anyone."
Lu Yuan was so annoyed by the father and daughter that he had no choice but to point at them a few times with his finger. He smiled and said, "You two have said all the good and bad things. I'm all alone, so I can't beat the two of you together."
When Gu Nianzhi heard this, her heart skipped a beat. Her dark jade-like eyes darted around. She pretended to be calm and asked tentatively, "… Alone? No way? President Lu, you're so outstanding. I don't believe you don't have a confidante! "
Lu Yuan raised his head and laughed, revealing his snow-white teeth and the exquisite curve of his jaw. Although he was old, the fine lines at the corners of his eyes didn't look old. Instead, they had a different kind of charm.
"Confidante? I'm already so old, how could there be any woman who wants me? Nianzhi, you think too highly of me. "
"Uncle, you must be joking. You're in the prime of your life. I believe that as long as you want, the number of high-quality beauties who are willing to live with you can line up from the second ring to the third ring of the imperial capital."
"Only from the second ring to the third ring? Nianzhi, in your eyes, is Boss Lu only that charming? " Lu Jin joined in the fun with a smile. He used a small fork to fork a piece of golden cantaloupe and handed it to Gu Nianzhi. He said, "Open your mouth."
Gu Nianzhi opened her mouth and bit the cantaloupe.
The sweet, honey-like taste made her squint her eyes and eat contentedly.
After eating, she wiped her mouth with a tissue and said with a smile, "I'm talking about high-quality beauties. There aren't many of them to begin with, so all of them are only from the second ring to the third ring. As for ordinary beauties, who wants so many rotten suitors? Right, President Lu? "
Her last sentence was directed at Lu Yuan.
Lu Yuan smiled calmly and didn't say anything. He allowed the father and daughter to tease him.
After a while, he naturally changed the topic and said, "It's already the twelfth lunar month, and it's going to be the new year in ten days. Where do you want to go for the lunar new year this year?"
"How about a trip abroad?" Lu Jin quickly said, "The Caribbean? We have an island over there where we can take a vacation. "
Gu Nianzhi's heart skipped a beat. She wanted to agree, but she thought about what would happen if the unidentified Ace of the Far East came looking for her if she went abroad?
She hugged her panda pillow and smiled tenderly. "It's the New Year, so don't go out. It's our first lunar year, so it's better to be more traditional. "
Lu Jin nodded repeatedly. "Okay, okay! Just be more traditional. "
He turned to look at Lu Yuan and said, "Boss Lu, stew another 'Buddha Jumps Over the Wall' for the New Year?"
Gu Nianzhi giggled. As she bent down, she heard her phone ring. She picked it up and saw that it was the number of the Ace of the Far East.
She gave him a note: "The King of the Drama Kings."
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This was today's main chapter: Chapter 1622, "The King of Dramatists".
Not at night.
He still had to work overtime today.
Mwah, all the big shots and little angels ~ ~ ~
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