"Since Song Shichang can be a "patriotic purchasing agent," why can't Uncle Tong?" Li Shaoze thought of this and planned to find an opportunity to talk to Uncle Tong about this matter.
After all, some of Huang Shitong's operating methods in the financial world were strictly speaking over the line. There have been no changes in the upper management, and the previous relationship was still stable, but without a clear statement in advance, there is no guarantee that something will not happen after 1997.
Although there is still a long time before 1997, it is too late to stand in line before 1997. Now, holding the red flag high and helping the motherland buy, buy, buy, there should be some progress.
Otherwise, if a family scandal breaks out in the future, Sir Li's career will also come to an end. Why not take out double insurance at this time?
"Just do it!" Li Shaoze waited until Brother Jie finished the operation, left the hospital, and made a phone call to chat with his uncle. Uncle Tong happened to have time in the evening, so he drove to the company to pick up Meiko, and they went to the top of the mountain to have dinner with his father-in-law.
Not mentioning the small talk at dinner, Huang Shitong had nothing to do except complaining about Li Shaoze leaving his son at home. After all, everything is normal in the company now, the first phase of construction in Lu Guo is going smoothly, and money is coming in in large amounts.
Li Shaoze came straight to the point and expressed this idea to Huang Shitong after dinner. The more he talked, the more wrong Huang Shitong's expression became.
Aze wants him to be a "patriotic purchasing agent" who works for free and even pays for it?
What are you doing? Is this not a joke?
Huang Shitong, who was born a businessman, was most concerned about interests and never about dedication. For him to be so selfless and support the development of the mainland is simply worse than killing him.
Although he already knew Li Shaoze's political stance, he always followed suit. It was really a bit reluctant for him to step forward and help the country run errands and do business.
Not to mention not making money, I am afraid that as soon as I appear on the stage, I will be arrested and beaten by the British-owned groups in Hong Kong Island. Loss is certain, how much loss is the question! Song Shichang is a living example!
The Song family's group was originally a top-notch wealthy family in Hong Kong, but its assets were scattered and it could only do business in Australia and Europe. It has been more than 20 years since I made a penny on Hong Kong Island.
Huang Shitong has made rapid progress recently and made a lot of money, so he doesn't want to follow in the footsteps of the Song family. So he blew the evening breeze and asked aloud: "You are being investigated by the Political Department recently. If you let me come forward, aren't you afraid of killing yourself?"
"It doesn't matter. The worse I am now, the happier I will be in the future. Don't worry, Daddy." Li Shaoze took a puff of his cigar and felt confident.
Because Raymond had already spoken to him on the phone this morning, and without saying much else, he just said, "Don't worry."
Brother Yi told him not to worry, so what else does Sir Li have to worry about?
But Huang Shitong still has concerns: "If I listen to you, I will lose a lot of money in the past few years, and many relationships will be broken. It is basically equivalent to throwing more than one billion into the sea."
"Daddy, these billions will buy you a safe future without losing money."
Huang Shitong has a thorough understanding of the situation on Hong Kong Island, but Li Shaoze is the one who truly sees the changes in the mainland.
The group of "patriotic purchasing agents" that really receive the most attention are actually the Song family and a few others. Now that Huang Shitong is in the car, the loss will definitely not be as big as that of the Song family, and it is impossible for the Song family to pay attention to it in the future. But at least reputation, peace, status, these can be bought.
Huang Shitong thought that his grandson had already been born, and Aze's attitude was so clear. If you lose, you will lose, just buy something safe. So he nodded and said: "Okay, I will contact you."
There are special Chinese business offices in the country specially prepared for these business giants. As long as Huang Shitong is willing, he will have channels to contact him without Li Sir's help.
Li Shaoze nodded, chatted a few more words, then walked into the room and directly added some of yesterday's skill points to actual shooting.
Actual Combat Shooting LV4 - Actual Combat Shooting LV5.
He also wanted to experience how powerful LV5's marksmanship was.
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Middle East, Liliyah.
A desert oil country with dry climate and scorching heat. The promenade, the church, the turban, the windy sand, and the air is filled with green.
After three transfers, Li Fu came to "Tripo City", the capital of Lilia. Looking around, I walked into the city under the noon sun.
His East Asian face looked extremely eye-catching in the whole of Lillia. However, Li Fu didn't pay too much attention or cover up. Wearing a sports suit and a peaked cap, he walked around a church and walked towards an alley. After walking into the alley and finding a restaurant, he took out a dollar bill and ordered two dishes on the menu.
It can be seen that no matter how remote and backward the country is, people have a natural love for U.S. dollars. After the restaurant owner took the US dollars to check, he delivered two portions of food. Only then did Li Fu realize that he had ordered a bowl of beef soup, something similar to steamed buns.
"Well, thank you." Li Fu spoke in unfamiliar Mandarin, as if he was afraid that his boss wouldn't understand, and put a pistol on the table with a snap. Then he picked up the steamed buns and had beef soup for lunch quietly.
While eating, my eyes glanced at the small motorcycle repair shop opposite. After lunch, he walked straight to the repair shop. Ten minutes later, Li Fu, wearing a helmet and carrying a dark green bag, left on a motorcycle.
According to the map in his mind, Li Fu crossed two streets and came to the door of a hotel. He silently parked his motorcycle in the corner, checked his watch, and waited five minutes before a white car drove out of the hotel.
Li Fu started his motorcycle, confirmed the target, and followed the car closely.
Several Middle Easterners wearing white robes and white headscarves were sitting in the car. Among them was a Lilian government official, a famous oil tycoon, sitting in the back seat. It can be said that almost 30% of the official military expenditure comes from this oil tycoon's oil group.
The person who was willing to pay a high price to hire an international killer to kill the oil tycoon was the leader of the opposition in Liliya.
"Boss, someone is following us behind us." The driver in the white robe in the driver's seat glanced in the rearview mirror.
"Drive faster." The oil tycoon sensed something was wrong and urged him quickly.
"Boom!" Li Fu pulled the accelerator, the motorcycle roared, and he quickly approached the white car.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!" When the two cars crossed each other, he took out his pistol and shot sideways. Puff puff, the blood immediately dyed the white robe red, and the bullet hit the figure in the car.
However, the two men next to the target tightly protected the boss and took all the bullets with their bodies.
The driver in the driver's seat screamed in pain and stepped on the brakes after being shot.
The target person was lucky enough not to die. He immediately opened the car door, rushed out of the car, and fled along the avenue.
But the reason why Li Fu chose to shoot here was because there were no alleys around. The target wanted to escape, but there was still a two-hundred-meter road waiting for him.
All it takes is one shot! Li Fu can kill the opponent.
So Li Fu raised his pistol and aimed again. With a bang, a bullet hit Li Fu in front of him.
When he pressed the brakes, a tire mark was created, and Li Fu rolled over while the motorcycle overturned. Bang, bang, bang, several bullets hit his feet one after another. Finally, he jumped and hid behind the stone pillars in the corridor next to him. Bang! The bullet fired a fragment.
"Thor! Thor is here!" Li Fu leaned against the carved stone pillar, holding the gun with both hands, and quietly reloaded the magazine.
After waiting for so long, are you finally here...hehe, so what if you are second in the world? I am the world's number one, the world's number one "Shawshank"!
"Finally meet you, Shawshank." Thor held a sniper rifle and stood on the roof with a smile on his lips, as if he was meeting a long-lost old friend. Those few rounds of bullets were just to say hello.
"Consider this a meeting gift." Thor gently turned the gun, and bang, a bullet penetrated the oil tycoon's chest.
I estimate that such an oil tycoon is worth tens of millions of dollars.
Now that he helped "Shawshank" get killed, should "Shawshank" thank him?
"This is an insult!" Li Fu looked sideways as the Stone Tycoon fell to the ground and died, feeling the naked provocation.
But through the gunfire just now, he had already determined Thor's location. Suddenly he popped up, bang bang bang, across the street, he shot in response to the other party.
"Awesome, awesome." Thor shrank his head, hid behind the wall, and suddenly saw several police cars approaching in the distance. He chuckled, raised his middle finger towards Li Fu, and turned around to leave.
This place is too noisy for chatting with old friends.
"Chase!" When Li Fu saw Thor disappear, he rushed out of the corridor in several steps, crossed the street, kicked and grabbed, climbed over a brick wall, and quickly chased forward.
He didn't know the route Thor took, but he knew Thor would be waiting for him somewhere.
Sure enough, Thor finally jumped into a slum. It has the most complex terrain, the cheapest human lives, and the most convenient crematorium.
So Thor stopped at an intersection in the slums and waited for a few dozen seconds before Li Fu appeared on the opposite side.
"Hello, Shawshank." Thor raised his hand, waved, and showed a handsome smile.
Then he found that Li Fu seemed to want to ignore him and was just staring at him... So Thor sighed: "You are not as handsome as I thought. Compared with me, you are just a little bit behind."
I have to say, Thor is dressed in a black leather coat, his long back hair is neatly combed with hair cream, and with his straight facial features, he is indeed a bit handsome.
Li Fu still looked at him without saying anything... just holding the pistol tightly.
"Hey, why don't you say anything? Do you hate me so much? I really just want to make friends with you, kill you at the same time, and take back the title of No. 1 in the world."
"Wow, you didn't say anything, your wife is so beautiful, think about it!"
"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Gunshots rang out in the slums of Lilia. The numb people turned their heads, then back again, as if they heard nothing.
Shootings happen here every day, and no one has mercy on life.
