Chapter 141: Downfall

Gu Xinyu smiled awkwardly, he did think of some not very good things just now, such as asking Burns Kindler's friend to provide him with some inside information on the MTU and the like, but as soon as Chen Geng said this, Gu Xinyu's face was also a little feverish: I just came to inspect this trip, not to mention ...... Why would people risk so much to help you?

However, as an old negotiator, Gu Xinyu knows in his heart that this relationship must be maintained well, and it is not needed now, maybe when it will play a big role. With this plan in mind, Gu Xinyu immediately said to Chen Geng: "Since this is the case, Comrade Xiao Chen, has Mr. Jindler's accommodation been arranged?" โ€

"It's been arranged, a family hotel not far from the MTU headquarters."

"A family hotel?" Gu Xinyu frowned, as a diplomat who often goes abroad, he is no stranger to family hotels, and subconsciously wants Chen Geng to change places for Jindler, but he thinks that although the hotel where he and the others stay is of good grade, it is provided by the MTU, and he obviously has no right to arrange for individuals to live in it casually, and the words on his lips have changed: "Family hotel? Not...... The family hotel is also good, clean and hygienic, how long is Mr. Burns going to stay here? โ€

Chen Geng spread his hands and said helplessly: "I'm not embarrassed to ask." โ€

"I'm embarrassed to ask directly, so let's ask tactfully," Chen Geng didn't even ask how long Burns Kindler was going to stay in Friedrichshafen, Gu Xinyu was suddenly a little anxious, young people are unreliable, rough and rough, and he also pointed to Burns Kindler to match himself with his friends at MTU, this is a major matter related to this investigation, how can you Chen Geng be so indifferent? In a hurry, he couldn't help but criticize Chen Gengdao: "Comrade Chen Geng, I'm going to criticize you, you said that Mr. Burns is willing to provide some help for our inspection activities, how can you be so sloppy?" โ€

Chen Geng had the urge to roll his eyes: You didn't know old Jindeler before this, right? Don't say it, you look like you've known him for years.

It's one thing for Chen Geng to give Gu Xinyu face. But if others forget their identity and even plan to kick their noses in the face, that's another matter, coughing lightly, Chen Geng seriously reminded Gu Xinyu of a fact that he ignored: "Ahem...... Mr. Kindler is here. Actually, the main thing is to discuss with me about cooperation with our East China Military Region. โ€

In other words, the help of our negotiation team is only for the sake of my face, so you must not think that people should carry forward the style to help you for free, in a word, why should my relationship be used for you?

Gu Xinyu was stunned for a moment. Immediately, a face instantly turned into a big red cloth.

Shame on you!

I was used to pretending to be an uncle in my own unit, and I wanted to take a political lesson when I caught someone, but I forgot that Chen Geng was not only not his subordinate, but Chen Geng was polite to himself, which was to give himself face, but if he didn't give himself face, what could he do with him? He was not afraid of his own threats at all: he didn't want to come on this business trip in the first place.

Fortunately, although it was very embarrassing, Chen Geng's voice was not loud, and he didn't let other people around him hear it, even if Chen Geng saved face for himself, embarrassment was embarrassing, but it was not embarrassing to the point of embarrassment. Coughed awkwardly. Gu Xinyu blushed and said, "This is my mistake, Comrade Chen Geng, the liaison with Mr. Burns Kindler will be handed over to you." โ€

"Okay," Chen Geng immediately reciprocated: "If there is anything that needs Mr. Burns's help, I will definitely try my best to help Mr. Burns's ideological work." โ€

Pascal Schultz sat on a park chair with a blank face, holding a baguette in his left hand and a cup of coffee in his right hand, which had been cold half an hour ago, but Pascal Schultz had no intention of eating what he was holding into his stomach.

Pascal Schultz is not hungry. To be precise, he didn't feel hungry, even though he hadn't eaten a drop of water since the morning, but compared to the resentment in his heart. This thirst and hunger are nothing at all.

As the production supervisor of ZF, the world's largest supplier of transmission systems, in the torque converter production workshop of the Friedrichshafen Plant 3, Pascal Schulz's future is actually very bright, as long as he works hard, he may become the deputy manager and manager of this plant in a few years, and step by step he will become the middle management of ZF when he retires. But what happened last week has made all the qiฤ“ come to naught......

At that time, Pascal Schultz was having dinner with a friend who had known him for a short time, and when the company's supervisors and the police appeared in front of Pascal Schultz, Pascal Schultz was stunned, and did not understand why the police appeared at this time. I have inadvertently revealed several numbers of this type of torque converter that ZF is now producing.

After it was established that Pascal Schultz had betrayed the company's trade secrets...... Regardless of whether Pascal Schultz did it intentionally or profited from it, it is always true that he betrayed the company's technical secrets...... He was swept away by ZF Company, and not only that, but he didn't even get a penny of compensation.

It's also customary, what company would compensate a bastard who sells technical secrets, and although Pascal Schultz feels that he has been wronged, so what? Who put you in contact with commercial espionage?

It's just that for Pascal Schultz, being swept away from the house by ZF is not the worst, the worst thing is that his personal credit guide is that he can't find a new job at all: after knowing that Pascal Schultz lost his job because he had been involved in commercial espionage, no company would hire him, even if he wanted to hire a cleaner.

But who is to blame? No one blames him, if he wants to blame himself, he can only blame himself for being greedy and cheap, but when he thinks that a huge family is now supported by his lover, Pascal Schultz's heart aches like a knife...... The next moment, Pascal Schultz's heart ached even more, and just when he was stunned, the baguette in his hand was snatched away by a homeless man.

Looking at the bread held in the hands of the homeless man, Pascal Schulz's eyes were red: "That's my lunch, mine!" โ€

The homeless man didn't mean to back down at all, and took a fierce bite on the bread defiantly: "I've been paying attention to you for a long time, since you don't eat, then give me one." โ€

"You ......"

"How am I?" The homeless man glared at Pascal Schultz without fear, and said fearlessly: "If you have the ability, you can beat me, as long as you dare to hit me, see if you see it, there will be police over there, and you will only forgive you if you accompany me at least 1000 marks; If you have the ability, you can call the police, and tell the police that I robbed you of your bread, and you can see what the police will do. โ€

After saying that, the homeless man did not forget to look at Pascal Schultz provocatively: from his heart, he actually hoped that Pascal Schultz would beat him up.

Pascal Schultz felt his chest suffocating: whether he beat up this bastard himself or called the police, he couldn't do anything to this bastard...... God, I just made a small mistake unintentionally, why are you punishing me like this?

Just when Pascal Schultz thought that it would be good to beat this bastard hard, and no matter what, he was the first to breathe this evil breath in his heart, a voice suddenly remembered: "You are hungry? โ€

Well? Pascal Schultz was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly looked up, and a oriental face met his eyes, well, very handsome young man.

"Are you hungry?" Meeting Pascal Schultz's gaze, the young Oriental man repeated it again.

"That's my lunch," Pascal Schultz said, pointing to the bread that the homeless man was feasting on, and shaking his coffee cup at the young man, "I haven't had time to eat yet." โ€

Seeing this guy's pitiful appearance, Chen Geng smiled: "Okay, I didn't eat lunch either, if you don't mind, I can treat you to a meal, at the fast food restaurant over there." โ€

Fast food restaurant? Following the direction of the young man's finger, looking at the fast food restaurant with a huge pork burger sign outside, Pascal Schultz couldn't help but swallow: "Can I ask for a signature burger?" โ€

"Of course, if you don't feel like you can eat enough with a burger, it's okay to have another pork knuckle."

Pork knuckle is sold in fast food restaurants, and only the crazy Germans who like pork knuckle can do it.

"Really?" Pascal Schultz's eyes lit up: he really wanted to eat a pork knuckle like crazy.

"Of course." Chen Geng agreed very happily.

10 minutes later, looking at the bare elbow in front of him with only one bone left, Chen Geng pushed over a large glass of Coke with a blank face: "Do you want another one?" โ€

"Is that okay?" Pascal Schultz asked, and after pouring most of the glass of Coke hard, he wiped his mouth, and Pascal Schultz said a little embarrassed: "The elbows in this store are very authentic." โ€

"Of course," Chen Geng nodded, picked up his hamburger that was less than half eaten and took two bites, and then said suspiciously: "I see you ......" and gestured, Chen Geng said puzzledly: "How can you be so depressed?" (To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please visit wรจnhttp://mnet

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