In order to keep Xing Baohua in check, these two went to great lengths, agreeing to as many of Xing Baohua's requests as possible within their authority.
As for Xing Baohua's suggestion to buy a transport aircraft production line, they will not interfere, as long as Xing Baohua can find a seller in the world.
Of course, Xing Baohua needs to negotiate the transport planes for the Great American Kingdom, but as for the shipping business and the collection he requested, he will receive a clear answer.
Judging from his tone, he seems to agree in principle, but in reality, don't take it too seriously, or you'll lose.
Their words are always a mix of truth and falsehood.
Look at how much effort they put into preventing Xing Baohua from getting involved in the satellite project!
After the two left, Xing Baohua felt a sense of loss and nameless heartache.
After a long silence, they took out the surveillance equipment, and sure enough, their conversation was interrupted.
But they seem to have forgotten one thing: what was Xing Baohua's background?
Jammers affect electromagnetic objects, such as magnetic tapes and cassettes.
The interference signal emitted by electromagnetic waves is equivalent to demagnetizing magnetic tapes, thus achieving a shielding effect.
Xing Baohua has released several new products this year! Doesn't he even consider what he's using?
IBM's glass storage devices, although magnetic, are not affected.
Especially recording devices that combine miniature hard disk drives and digital chips.
Magnetic interference is useless.
It will have some impact, but it's not a big problem; it can be fixed with some software.
Xing Baohua tinkered with these things in the middle of the night. After finishing organizing and editing out the useless parts, she didn't go to sleep. Instead, she called Jin Xin and asked him to come out for breakfast together.
Jin Xin was surprised that Xing Baohua contacted her so early, and even came to the designated place.
"Wow, the sun's rising in the west! So early."
"I didn't sleep all night, so I'll let you listen to something." With that, Xing Baohua handed a mini electronic player to Jin Xin, letting her listen to their conversation from the previous night.
After listening for a few minutes, Jin Xin looked up at Xing Baohua in surprise. Just as he was about to say something, Xing Baohua said, "Listen carefully."
Half an hour later, Jin Xin took off his headphones and asked Xing Baohua, "Are you planning to give up?"
"Is there a better option?" Xing Baohua asked, counting on her fingers. "Life, property, threats everywhere, do I have a choice?"
"How can we help you?" Jin Xin asked.
“We have an old saying, ‘Crossing the Chencang Pass in secret!’ It’s my fault for recruiting people too openly. We can’t give up on the satellite project. I plan to do it directly, or rather, secretly. If we lack funds, your bureau can help me out,” Xing Baohua said.
"I'll report this to the bureau leadership. But I have a question: what do you need this World War II junk for?"
"Would you believe me if I said it had a bit of a superstitious element?"
Jin Xin shook his head slightly, smiled faintly, and said, "Children under the red flag rarely believe in this kind of thing. Tell me, what's the purpose?"
"To ward off evil spirits! I've already brought all those cannon casings home to ward off evil spirits, but I'll put two of these in front of my new building. How wonderful! Standing on the 400mm caliber barrel and hitting a round of golf into the sea, how pleasant!"
"..."
Jin Xin almost rolled his eyes at Xing Baohua. Sure enough, men can lie without batting an eye!
After having breakfast with Jin Xin, Xing Baohua rushed to the company, as she had to meet with Mitsui Fujisaburo today.
Mitsui Fujisaburo was indeed in a bit of a predicament. He met Xing Baohua first in the mainland, but he missed her flight, which caused him to be behind on many things. Ironically, he was the last to meet Xing Baohua.
Xing Baohua invited Mitsui Teng to sit down and got straight to the point: "You know about my plan to establish a satellite company, right?"
"Understood. Headquarters has arranged for me to stay by your side for the time being. Whatever funds or other resources you need, our headquarters will prioritize handling them to the best of our ability. We will open up unsecured lending of five billion US dollars to you."
"Giving so much, can your bank withstand such a huge risk?"
"able."
“Okay, give me 3 billion to transfer to Hong Kong first, 2 billion to Huahong, and 1 billion to China Merchants Bank.”
"this……"
"Make the call, quickly. Otherwise, I'll give the loan quota to Morgan Stanley, HSBC, and Standard Chartered." Xing Baohua's tone was laced with a harsh threat.
In the end, Mitsui Tousaburo personally called the Mitsui Bank headquarters in front of Xing Baohua.
Mitsui Fujisaburo hung up the phone and said to Xing Baohua, "Sir, the $3 billion will be transferred to your designated account within 48 hours. Please send someone to liaise with our people; your signature is required."
"Thank you. Has Sony agreed yet?"
"No, they are still in negotiations," Mitsui Fuji said, bowing his head.
“I don’t have the patience. Give them three days. Give them money or technology, choose one.” With that, Xing Baohua sent Mitsui Teng back first.
This person who came out of Xing Baohua's company felt that Xing Baohua was a little different today.
He knew Xing Baohua all too well. But today's conversation carried an air of urgency, which was quite unusual.
In particular, they urged Sony to expedite the process, setting a time limit.
Sony is the one in a hurry! Xing Baohua is a cat! Why set a time limit for Sony when you have time to deal with them?
Something's not right, something's really not right!
But he couldn't quite put his finger on what was wrong.
Colleagues from the loan department at Mitsui Bank headquarters will come to Hong Kong as soon as possible to sign the loan agreement with Xing Baohua. Although there is no collateral, such a large loan cannot be disbursed over a phone call; Xing Baohua will need to sign multiple documents.
Xing Baohua is having a tough time. The project he just proposed has died, and he can't even announce it publicly.
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