When Qiu Shuzhen saw Eva sitting on Bao Junyi's lap, her movements were very charming, she said angrily, "Huh! Mr. Bao, you are so elegant."

"Besides, it's in the office in broad daylight. It would be bad if other colleagues saw us."

Bao Junyi quickly explained: "Shuzhen, this is all a misunderstanding, we are just discussing the problem."

Aiwa got off his lap and giggled, "Hello, Secretary Qiu."

"So you're such a beauty! No wonder I heard you took such good care of Mr. Bao."

"You must be Miss Eva, right? You guys don't come at night, so why are you here during the day?"

Bao Junyi coughed lightly and said, "Shuzhen, what are you looking for me for in such a hurry?"

Qiu Shuzhen said seriously, "The CIA is here. I asked my subordinates to delay them for a while. They should be coming up soon."

"What?!"

Bao Junyi asked in confusion, "Why are they here? We haven't interacted before?"

He thought for a moment, then looked at Eva and asked, "Could it be that you were being followed and led them here?"

"After all, those CIA guys have very sensitive noses, and they'll be caught if they're not careful."

Eva thought for a moment, shook her head and said, "Impossible. I changed my identity several times and used alternating cover to get in."

"It's impossible to observe the spies around your group."

Bao Junyi frowned and murmured in his heart: "Could it be that he is coming for me?"

He said to Eva, "You hide first, or find a way to leave without being discovered."

"I'm going to meet them first. What do you want to do when the deadline comes?"

Eva nodded seriously and said, "Okay, be careful."

After she finished speaking, she left.

Bao Junyi breathed a sigh of relief after watching her leave, then turned around and went to the conference room to meet with the CIA personnel.

A few minutes later.

On the top floor of Miracle Group, in a conference room.

Bao Junyi looked at the two white men sitting below him, wearing CIA uniforms, and said, "Could you please tell me what you want to see me about?"

"I don't think I've broken any laws, but I think I've offended you, the Americans."

A white CIA officer smiled and said, "Hello, Mr. Bao, I'm Ace from the CIA."

"I'm here on behalf of the Pentagon, so there are some things I want to discuss with you in detail."

Bao Junyi frowned and said, "It seems that our Miracle Group has no dealings with the Pentagon in the United States."

"Mr. Bao, just because there isn't one right now doesn't mean there won't be one in the future."

"What's the meaning?"

Ace looked around before saying softly, "Mr. Bao, the U.S. military is considering purchasing blueprints for your F-16 fighter jets and Phantom stealth bombers."

"If Miracle Group is willing to sell, we are willing to give half of the future US Department of Defense military aircraft orders to your Miracle Group."

"In addition, Miracle Group has been listed as a US military procurement company and one of the top ten US protection companies, enjoying the best support."

Bao Junyi smiled and said, "It shouldn't be that simple."

"Mr. Bao, you are so smart."

"We, the U.S. military, will fund the construction of factories, headquarters buildings, and other facilities for you. We will even provide policy support worth tens of billions of dollars."

"However, Miracle Group needs to relocate as a whole to the United States and become a US-based company."

However.

Qiu Shuzhen stood beside him, looking at him in shock.

He never expected that the United States would be so kind and willing to pay such a huge price to attract Miracle Group to the United States.

Bao Junyi shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, I don't plan to relocate the group."

"After all, this is where I grew up, and one should never forget one's roots."

The two CIA officers looked at each other. They had already guessed this result.

Ace nodded and said, "If that's the case, we plan to purchase blueprints for two fighter planes."

"As for the price, it's negotiable."

Bao Junyi waved his hand and said, "It's not about money. Does our group look like a group that's short of money now?"

"What's more, the group received over $18 billion in arms orders on the first day of the Paris Air Show alone."

"However, although we cannot sell you the blueprints, we can sell you the fighter planes."

Ace frowned and said, "Mr. Bao, are you sure you didn't discuss it?"

"After all, we suspect you have sold the relevant technology to the mainland, and you have violated the COCOM treaty established between the United States and Europe."

Bao Junyi said calmly: "We didn't do it. I'm a good citizen."

"Besides, do you have any evidence? Don't blame me for suing you for slander!"

Ace seemed to have expected him to say that, and took out several documents and a stack of photos from his black leather briefcase.

He smiled and said, "Mr. Bao, here are some photos of mainland officials coming to meet with Miracle Group a few years ago."

"Also, the mainland sent more personnel yesterday. Moreover, they secretly left Hong Kong late at night on a cargo ship. Take a look at these photos."

At this time, Bao Junyi had a blank expression on his face, but his heart was trembling, cold sweat broke out on his palms, and he reached out to pick up the photo information and looked at it.

However, after looking at the photo information, I secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He smiled and said, "Sorry, I didn't see the problem from the pictures."

"What does this have to do with our group? It's all normal business dealings."

A CIA officer next to Ace stood up and shouted, "Bao Junyi, you'd better behave yourself and stop being shameless."

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