Some people dare to casually pull the country's eggs, but no one has ever dared to rashly slap the country in the face. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info The guy who slaps the face generally doesn't end well, and this truth is true in any country in any era.

It's a pity that the Song family forgot.

When they were jumping up and down for the sake of profit, and planning in every possible way, an invisible net had quietly shrouded their heads.

On June 1, at Modu International Airport, a passenger plane from Japan was about to land.

In the VIP cabin of the passenger plane, a middle-aged man of about thirty-five years old was chatting and looking out of the window with interest, this person was not tall and only more than one meter and six points, but his figure was extremely stocky, with a trace of honest smile on his chubby face, and his eyes showed a kind of contempt for the world.

His name is Ichiro Watanabe, the new head of the Watanabe chaebol in Japan.

Watanabe Ichiro said softly: "Are the chips in the Song family's hands real?" ”

"It must be true!" The accompanying section leader said confidently: "They will never dare to deceive our Watanabe family." ”

At the VIP exit of Modu Airport, a director of the Modu Commercial Office has been waiting for a long time with a welcome team.

"Although I don't know what the president of the Watanabe Group is doing when he comes to our magic capital, we will seize every opportunity to cooperate and show our enthusiasm later." The director turned his gaze to a beautiful woman beside him: "Xiao Hao, it's up to you." ”

Xiao Hao threw a wink in a charming way: "Director Feng, don't worry." ”

Half an hour later, Ichiro Watanabe walked out with a group of entourage.

Director Feng greeted him warmly from afar: "Welcome Mr. Watanabe......"

Before he could finish speaking, he was stopped by the bodyguards.

Watanabe Ichiro glanced at his entourage unhappily, and the section leader immediately stepped forward and asked, "Who are you?" ”

Xiao Hao walked up gracefully with a bouquet of flowers: "We are from the Demon Capital Business Office." ”

Passing the bodyguards blocking the road, Xiao Hao stuffed the flowers to the section chief and then a wisp of incense wafted by, Xiao Hao walked up to Ichiro Watanabe and gave a warm hug: "Welcome Mr. Watanabe to the magic capital!" ”

The soft and delicate body was attached to his arms, and Watanabe Ichiro's 45 squints looked at the distance with a non-chaotic Yanagishita Megumi look, but the section chief pulled Xiao Hao away as if he was burning his buttocks.

Ichiro Watanabe said in fluent Chinese: "I was tired and needed to rest, and then I immediately went to Kyoto, which was rude." ”

After speaking, the bodyguards squeezed Director Feng away and escorted Ichiro Watanabe and left the airport.

Director Feng, who had a hot face and a cold buttocks, had a change in his face like a marquee, and finally he turned his face and scolded Xiao Hao: "I can't do anything but be coquettish, what do I want you to do, reflect on it here." ”

"Damn little Japan!" Director Feng, who scolded angrily, left Xiao Hao and left with his subordinates.

After everyone left, Xiao Hao took out his mobile phone: "Report, the listener has been installed." ”

On June 2, at Kyoto Airport, a plane from New York, USA, had landed, and passengers were coming to the exit in twos and threes.

"Every time I come here, I feel good." A bearded white man said happily, "I hope I can make a lot of money this time." ”

The assistant behind him dragged his luggage and said, "Definitely, Mr. Dupont." ”

DuPont, the owner of a well-known consortium in the United States, the head of the consortium over 50 years old has always been known for his rich romance, but this time he came to China in an unusually micro-suit trip, not only that, but he also dressed up in disguise, even if the financial reporter stood in front of him, he may not be able to recognize who he is.

"Stop!"

"Don't run!"

Several shouts rang out, and a young man at the security checkpoint not far away violently broke through, and the young man threw off the female special agent who searched his body, climbed over the guardrail and ran wildly into the airport, and the security police next to him quickly pounced.

"Oops!"

The young man was pounced by the SWAT officer behind him and hit DuPont's luggage.

"You can't do that! You are violating human rights, and I want to... Woo..."

Gagged, grabbed the uniform, the SWAT officers took the young man away with their hands and feet, and the captain of the aftermath politely apologized to the two DuPont in English: "I'm sorry, welcome to China." ”

DuPont waved his hand generously and responded in Chinese: "It's okay, thank you." ”

A small riot quickly subsided without any ill effects.

At three o'clock in the middle of the night, the young man who had been locked up in a small dark room for a day walked out of the airport, he took out his mobile phone and made a call: "Report, the listener has been installed... Oops, I'm going... It's so dark at airport security. ”

Coincidentally, Watanabe Ichiro and Dupont arrived in Kyoto at about the same time, and in order to hide people's eyes, the Song family secretly placed them in the same villa.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Ichiro Watanabe knocked on Dupont's door.

Dupont, who took off his fake beard, was lying on the sofa in his pajamas, leisurely fighting red wine, and after seeing Watanabe, he raised his eyebrows and said: "Mr. Watanabe, I haven't seen you for a long time, I didn't expect to invite you, the Song family's plan this time is not small." ”

The Watanabe consortium is considered to be the top in Asia, but Japan's size is still much worse than that of DuPont in the United States.

Watanabe Ichiro bowed respectfully: "Mr. DuPont is polite, I am far worse than you, compared to the Song family spent a lot of money to invite you here." ”

"You have something to say." Dupont laughed: "Let's have something to say." ”

Ichiro Watanabe took out a page and handed it over: "This is the latest information I have found. ”

DuPont took the paper and looked at it: "Laser engine ......"

In order to seek DuPont's support, the Song family offered the following conditions: to fully cooperate with the development of the DuPont Group in China, sell half of the Song family's industries at home and abroad, and even disclose national intelligence to DuPont. At present, Huaxia is the world's largest hot money distribution center, and the huge market has attracted the attention of investors from all over the world, and DuPont will certainly not miss it.

For the Chinese market, DuPont can unite with the United States to put pressure on China.

But now, compared to the information written on the paper in his hand, the conditions offered by the Song family are a little insufficient.

DuPont asked, "What about your opinion?" ”

"The Song family is playing the time difference!" Ichiro Watanabe said, "If you attract us with huge profits and don't tell us about the laser engine, it will be too late by the time we know." ”

The Song family's abacus is actually very simple, high-tech technology takes time, first hide the interests of foreign aid in their hands, and when they master the technology, even if the foreign aid knows it, they can't make trouble, on the contrary, they have to ask the Song family for help. It is impossible to monopolize black technology, but as long as the Song family drags on for a year or two, and at that time it intercepts national resources to strengthen itself, even if the black technology is scattered abroad, the Song family has already been invincible.

Watanabe Ichiro didn't know that it was okay, how could he let the Song family succeed after he knew, he couldn't convince the public when he first took charge of the consortium, so he just used this matter to establish his authority.

Just 10 billion dollars can get me to come to China in person? The Song family can't help but underestimate themselves, right?!

Watanabe Ichiro agitated and said, "Let's plan and pretend not to know, and then we will fight against the army." ”

The difference between 100 yuan and 10 billion yuan is obvious, and DuPont made a decision after a little thought: "Deal!" ”

The hands of the two men were clasped together.

In a hotel two kilometers away from this villa, a local tyrant who digs coal took all the top floors of the hotel and drove all the hotel service staff away.

The spacious hall was completely emptied, dozens of computers placed the hall tightly, a huge satellite electronic map hung on the wall, several red dots were clearly visible on the electronic map, more than a dozen intelligence officers faced the computer with serious expressions, and the stereo on the side was playing the conversation between Watanabe Ichiro and Dupont in the villa.

The Ninth Bureau of Huaxia, the most mysterious and dangerous spy department, had already received a wire report from the moment the Song family was connected in tandem, and as the level of the matter continued to rise, the level of the commander became higher and higher, and finally the director of the Ninth Bureau personally died.

"Bang!"

The director slapped the table with a slap, his face full of anger: "A few foreigners dare to worry about my Huaxia heavy weapon, so bold." ”

Laser engine technology, proper black technology, the key to unlocking the space age, such a powerful technology is actually used as profit-making capital by a so-called bullshit family, and this family dares to betray the interests of the country for the sake of interests, how can it not make the director angry.

"You continue to listen and report the situation immediately!"

The director turned and walked to the next room, where two special forces commanders sat and the rest were top intelligence analysts.

The director was not polite, and asked straight to the point: "Have you gained anything?" ”

"According to the information obtained from the crystal laboratory and the calculations of the relevant experts of the institute, technologies such as laser engines are feasible." The intelligence officer said: "I will be able to go to space for experiments within ten years, and I can't believe that without the support of a large team and the state, that scientist can succeed in research, it is simply a miracle." ”

Another intelligence officer spat out: "I don't cooperate with the country if I have this ability, but I get involved with businessmen, and I am not smart enough." ”

Mr. Scientist and Ye Jia were wronged, and cooperating with the country according to Ye Jia's plan was the top priority, but they were disturbed by Li Le, a bastard.

The intelligence officer took a stack of photos and pasted them on the wall one by one: "This is the information of all the people involved, I will ...... first"

The director of the bureau interrupted the intelligence officer's popular science with a wave of his hand: "I don't care who these people are, this operation is related to the future of the country, and the order of the No. 1 chief is to get the technology in hand at all costs." ”

"A team, stare the Song family to death."

"Second team, do your best to ensure the safety of Ye Jia and the scientists, and come to see me with one less hair!"

Capital, consortia, and family, these things are nothing in the face of national power, and the purpose of the director of the Ninth Bureau is surprisingly the same as Li Le: No matter how you jump, you will all be arrested when the time comes.

I have to say that the Song family made a fatal mistake because they didn't know anything about real power!