Hello, I am Qiu Feng! "
A slightly fat, middle-aged man with a light stubble appeared in front of Gong Hanzhang and extended his right hand to him.
"Hello, I am Gong Hanzhang!"
Gong Hanzhang's eyes twitched and he held Qiu Feng's hand.
When Qiu Feng appeared, he could smell it. The person in front of him was just like him, and he received the same special education as himself. They both came from the same place.
This smell is so familiar.
"Boy, you came from Factory 1 of the Dictatorship Tool Manufacturing Factory, right?"
Gong Hanzhang held Qiu Feng's hand vigorously and said.
"Yes, I came from a factory, and so did you. I can already smell it."
Qiu Feng just let Gong Hanzhang hold his hand without any reaction at all.
Gong Hanzhang's hand strength is not as strong as that of Qiu Feng's son. How could it hurt Qiu Feng? Qiu Feng didn't use force because he was afraid that Gong Hanzhang's hand would be crushed if he used force.
In this way, the two of them held hands and remained in a stalemate at the door for a long time.
The veins on Gong Hanzhang's head were bulging, his face was flushed, his breathing was heavy, the joints of his fingers were turning white, and the sweat on his face was almost dripping.
But Qiu Feng still had a tepid smile on his face, not even a drop of sweat on his face, and his hands were useless, just watching where Gong Hanzhang was playing.
Finally Gong Hanzhang let go, and he could see the difference between the two of them. He even tried his best to suck the breast, but he still had no use at all. If he continued to hold on, he would lose it if he tried harder. Big face.
"Who are you, where is Zhuo Qun? Where is Tang Xiaoxiao? Are their names real or fake? What are you going to do!"
Gong Hanzhang followed Qiu Feng into the hall, found a seat by the window, sat down and asked softly.
"Mr. Gong, you don't have to say it in such a low voice. All the people in this hotel belong to us, and there are no outsiders."
Qiu Feng crossed his legs and ordered two cups of coffee and some pastries, preparing to talk slowly with Gong Hanzhang.
“First, who are we? We are employees of the National Third Import and Export Company.
Second, Zhuo Qun and Tang Xiaoxiao are not here now, and we all use our real names.
Third, what are we going to do and reach some cooperation with you? Thank you. "
After finishing speaking, coffee and pastries were just delivered, and Qiu Feng said thank you to the waiter.
When the waiter put away the tray, he made a few gestures to Qiu Feng, which meant that everything was done.
Qiu Feng understood that all the people brought by Gong Hanzhang had been captured in these few minutes.
Gong Hanzhang also saw these gestures, and he understood what they meant. His expression changed a little, but he didn't say anything. At this time, it was better to pretend not to know, at least he could keep his face.
Sometimes face is more important than human life.
"The Third National Import and Export Company is a state-owned enterprise. Why haven't I heard of it?"
Gong Hanzhang lowered his head, added sugar and milk to his coffee, and stirred it up. When he looked up again, he had regained his composure.
"It is a state-owned enterprise, and it is also a central enterprise. It is a super large central enterprise with tens of millions of employees, and the annual profits and taxes are about one trillion."
What Qiu Feng said made Gong Hanzhang confused, not because the other party said that the Third Import and Export Company was a central enterprise, but because the annual profits and taxes were several trillions. You must know that the GDP of the country in the millennium is only 1.21 trillion yuan.
But this one central enterprise has profits and taxes in the trillions, which is really scary. One enterprise is on par with the country's GDP. This is truly a wealth that rivals the country.
He didn't doubt that what Qiu Feng told was a lie. Both parties came from the first factory of dictatorship tools. Who didn't know who was who? It's not like he couldn't analyze whether he was telling a lie or not.
Besides, the way Qiu Feng sat there told Gong Hanzhang that the other party was not telling lies. He was just using body movements and words to put pressure on himself, playing a psychological confrontation, and it was an undisguised psychological confrontation. This made Gong Hanzhang and Gong Chu feel very uncomfortable. Playing like this was too disrespectful and disrespectful of himself.
It was because of what Qiu Feng did that Gong Hanzhang confirmed that the other party was telling the truth.
The problem is that truth hurts more than lies.
It’s really hurtful that the GDP of 1.21 trillion, which ranks sixth in the world, is not as good as that of a company.
"What kind of business are you doing? Are you so profitable?"
Gong Hanzhang asked with a forced smile.
"Grain, meat, fish, fruit, oil, minerals, gold, high technology, whatever can make money, we do it."
Qiu Feng held his hands in front of Gong Hanzhang and calculated everything.
"There were nearly 200,000 tons of grain last year. I'm not too sure. There were tens of thousands tons of meat and tens of thousands tons of fish. Fruits were also measured in 10,000 tons. In terms of oil, there were 5 to 6 billion tons this year. tons, there are quite a lot of minerals. I don’t know much about this, but this year’s steel production is about 1.2 billion tons. Our income from gold this year is not high, but last year we got 30,000 tons of gold, and we just got it this year. About a few thousand tons.”
Qiu Feng's words made Gong Hanzhang want to slap himself a few times. He could still tell when the other party said he wasn't lying, but just because he wasn't lying, this was what made him feel most powerless.
What the other party said was true. It could be said that the other party's economic size directly crushed Zhu Xia's, but he still needed to ask other questions, such as what kind of high technology it had.
"What exactly is the high technology you are talking about? Can you tell me, and is there a physical object that I can take a look at?"
Gong Hanzhang asked directly, "You said no to high-tech, I want to see it directly and see the real thing for confirmation."
Without saying a word, Qiu Feng took out the Pixiu mobile phone from his jacket pocket and handed it to Gong Hanzhang.
"This is the mobile phone we use, a domestically produced Pixiu smartphone that uses a 4G network and can be connected to WiFi."
"Can I connect to wireless Ethernet? It's really high-tech?"
Gong Hanzhang took the Pixiu phone and looked it up and down. There wasn't even a number button on it. He didn't know how to operate it at all. Looking at the screen on the front, the camera on the back, and the integrated body, he didn't know how to open it.
You must know that the best mobile phone at this time was the Motorola V998 launched by Motorola. It was the peak moment of Motorola, and the first Internet mobile phone was the Nokia 7110.
Those were small black and white screens with not even an inch, but the phone Qiu Feng gave him was a large screen phone of at least five inches.
Qiu Feng stretched out his finger and pressed it on the fingerprint lock. The screen suddenly lit up, and it was still full-color. However, what attracted Gong Hanzhang most was not the color screen but the time on it, May 25, 2012.
This is a phone from twelve years later, they come from twelve years later.
