"Du Yongxiao, how dare you come?"
Fred pointed at Du Yongxiao's nose and said angrily.
"Why don't I dare?" Du Yongxiao walked up to Fred and asked, "Your son ordered people to set fire to my company. I'm here to ask for an explanation.
"You want an explanation?" Fred smiled instead of getting angry. "Did I hear wrongly? You actually asked me for an explanation? You beat my son Simon to the hospital, and I haven't even asked you to settle the score yet, but you asked me for an explanation!"
"So what?" Du Yongxiao smiled, "I came here just to settle the score with you!"
Du Yongxiao said, swaggeringly sitting on the sofa, "You are a businessman, you should understand the principle of repaying debts. How much is my company worth for beating your son and paying for medical expenses? We can make a list for each other. "
Fred smiled, "You are the most daring guy I know!" He winked at the secretary.
"No need to wink, your people are all controlled by our MI6!"
"What?" Fred said angrily.
Large companies like them usually have private bodyguards or security systems. Although they are not as good as the army, they are not weak either. In particular, the bodyguards are retired elites recruited from the army, but they are controlled by others silently. Just imagine how sharp and rampant MI6 is.
"Who do you think you are? How dare you make trouble here?" Fred was completely angry. Du Yongxiao not only hit his son, but also hit him in the face.
"Do you believe that I made a phone call to the congressman and made you walk around without finishing your meal?" Fred said and called directly.
The call was quickly connected. Fred spoke a few words to the phone arrogantly, then handed the phone to Du Yongxiao with a sneer: "Answer the phone, damn it!"
Du Yongxiao didn't move, just looked at Fred with a smile.
"I told you to answer the phone, damn it!"
Fred had to emphasize his tone.
"No answer!" Du Yongxiao answered simply. "Whether it's a member of Congress or the Queen, MI6 handles the case, and no one else has the right to interfere!"
"You-" Fred's teeth itched with hatred. It doesn't matter if you hold the phone in your hands, or if you don't put it in your hand.
The secretary stepped forward, spoke a few words into the phone, put it down, and then whispered something to Fred.
Fred smiled.
"Du, you don't have to answer calls from congressmen, but what about your superiors? Do you dare to disobey them?"
Jingle Bell!
the phone is ringing.
The secretary picked it up and handed it to Du Yongxiao, half-smiling: "Your superior, Mr. Bruce!"
Du Yongxiao sighed and had to stand up from the sofa and walk past the phone.
"God, Du, what happened? You actually went to Mr. Fred's side?" Bruce's tone was extremely nervous.
"That's right, sir, we got the news that Bicheng Pharmaceutical is suspected of drug problems, so we came here to search-"
"What?" Bruce was shocked by Du Yongxiao's reason. He didn't expect that Du Yongxiao would be stupid enough to come up with such a reason.
What is must become?
Does one of the four major British pharmaceutical companies need to sell drugs?
Fred was also stunned by Du Yongxiao's words, then he laughed, grabbed Du Yongxiao's phone, and said to Bruce: "Stupid guy! Is this your MI6 elite? Do you know what he is talking about? How dare you question our success and falsely accuse me of drug trafficking? God, I will inform the Prime Minister, inform the members of Congress, yes, I will let you MI6 walk around with a lot of food!"
Bearded Bruce was scared to death over there. If Fred did this, his career would be completely over.
"Du! I order you to retreat immediately! And apologize to Mr. Fred! Yes, immediately! Immediately!" Bruce almost roared.
His voice could be heard throughout the office.
Fred looked proud.
Du Yongxiao sighed and picked up the phone again: "I'm sorry, Commander Bruce, but the military orders are not being obeyed overseas!"
After saying that, bang!
hang up the phone.
Bruce on the other end of the phone was stunned and dared to hang up on me?
Fred was also stunned here. Dare he hang up the phone on his boss?
"Sorry, Mr. Fred!" Du Yongxiao said with a smile, "Now we are going to conduct a blanket search of your company, please cooperate!"
Fred was in a state of confusion.
He has never seen a guy like Du Yongxiao who plays cards unreasonably.
The secretary went out to check, then turned back to Fred and said, "Oh no, people from MI6 are moving information outside!"
Fred was anxious. Although he didn't sell drugs or arms or anything like that, he did engage in tax evasion. If someone from MI6 found out, it would be troublesome.
what to do?
Fred called immediately, said a few words, hung up the phone, and then looked arrogantly at Du Yongxiao: "Damn guy, you have to move those materials back no matter how you move them out!"
"Really?" Du Yongxiao said tit for tat, "Then I'd like to take a look!"
…
"Stop! Stop it all!"
Outside Bicheng Company, before Shah Luhan and other MI6 personnel could load the information into the car, several cars roared towards them.
Director George, Deputy Director William, and Chief Bruce of the Sixth Division of the Military Intelligence Department rushed to the scene immediately and called for a halt to Du Yongxiao's operation.
"Everyone, stop now! Move these materials back, yes, immediately! Immediately!" Director George ordered.
There is no way. Although the Military Intelligence Department is not under the jurisdiction of the London City Government, it is controlled by Congress. Several members of Congress called just now, which made George's head almost explode.
Shahruhan and others had to stop.
George and others headed upstairs again.
Du Yongxiao was confronting Fred.
"Damn it, you didn't report it, how dare you act without permission!"
Before George entered the room, the roaring sound had already reached Du Yongxiao's ears.
Fred heard clearly, with a proud look on his face, he bit his cigar and said arrogantly to Du Yongxiao: "Now let's see how you die?"
Du Yongxiao remained silent.
George and the others have entered the house.
Before George and the others could speak, Du Yongxiao took the lead and said: "Sir, we got a tip! There is suspected drug trafficking here..."
"What, Bicheng drug dealers? Do you have any brains?" George pressed his finger on Du Yongxiao's forehead, "Bicheng Pharmaceuticals is one of the four major companies in London. Do they need to sell drugs? Besides, Mr. Fred is a member of Congress. My friend, Her Majesty's guest, does he need to sell drugs?"
Du Yongxiao's answer almost made people explode.
"Sir, I don't know what kind of person Mr. Fred is, but I do know that he knows people but doesn't know his heart!"
"What did you say?"
"Damn it, you dare to insult me?"
Just when Fred wanted to get angry——
"This sentence is not what I said, but what the FBI said!" Du Yongxiao said calmly, "They may not say that Mr. Fred is selling drugs, but they do say that he evades taxes!"
After saying that, Du Yongxiao looked at Fred: "Sir, are you right?"
(End of chapter)
