The Devil Comes to America

Chapter 228: You guys are still demons (six thousand)

To be honest, after these words were spoken, it was not only Smith who was a little dumbfounded.

Even Will thought he had heard it wrong.

"Master Xiong En." Will reminded: "Do you want to listen to what he has to say?"

Xiong En sneered: "I said three sentences, and I hate those who don't respect me the most."

Will was silent.

Where does your inexplicable malice come from?
He looked at Commissioner Smith, sighed and held out his hand: “Sir, please.

Xiunuo, who was listening to all this, sighed.

Backfired.

This is a backlash.

Xiunuo could only take out his cell phone.

Just as Commissioner Smith was about to be asked to leave, Dark Bazzell appeared outside the door. He walked up and said with a smile, "Please don't mind it, sir. Xiong En is just like this. He is just a child, isn't he?"

Commissioner Smith was visibly relieved when he saw Dake: "Mr. Bazel."

"Let's go in and talk."

Xiong En, who was in the room, saw Dak leading Smith in again, and his eyes widened immediately: "Dak, why did you bring him back again? This guy doesn't respect us at all."

"Shut up you idiot!" Dak glared at his son.

"I'm a state senator! Dake, you'd better think carefully before deciding how to talk to me."

"This is my fucking house!" Dak glared at the unfilial son: "Believe it or not, I will kick you out right now!"

Smith saw the father and son suddenly quarreling, and for a moment he couldn't tell whether it was acting or real, but he still persuaded: "Mr. Dark, I know that Councillor Xiong En is still a child, so..."

Before he finished speaking, Xiong En said dissatisfiedly: "If you dare to drive me away, I will let the IRS investigate you!"

"Who do you think you are? Believe it or not, I have suspended your bank card!"

After saying this, Xiong En's angry expression softened instantly: "Dad, it's just a joke."

As he said that, he looked at Commissioner Smith and said, "Please take a seat, Mr. Smith. Let's continue with the topic just now. Three sentences, right?"

Smith thought for a moment and said, “I said four.”

"How is that possible? You only said one sentence."

Dak said, "Mr. Smith, I don't know what you are here for, but I can see that you are someone special. So, at least you need to tell us who you are, right?"

"I'm sorry." Smith shook his head slightly. "I can't tell you my identity. As for why I came this time, it's actually very simple. We all saw what happened in California this time."

"you?"

"Yes, my superior is very satisfied with the way the Bazel family dealt with this crisis, so he is ready to discuss business with the Bazel family."

Dak sat down: "I like doing business."

Xiong En said dissatisfiedly: "He is here to see my dad."

Dak ignored Xiong En and just smiled and said, "The Bazel family welcomes everyone to do business. But, what do you need from us? Products from Dark Gold Pharmaceuticals, or personnel from Dark Gold Security?"

Smith smiled and said, "Neither of them, but the contracts in the hands of the Bazel family."

Dak nodded slightly: "This is not for sale."

"We just want the product," Smith said.

"Oh, you want this one." Xiong En's eyes suddenly lit up.

But Dak interrupted his son and said directly, "I'm sorry, the products produced by the Bazel family's farms must be registered with the state government, and the state government will purchase them first."

"I know what you're worried about." Commissioner Smith took out his cell phone, looked at Xiong En and said, "I heard that the state government is arguing about the date the bill will take effect, right?"

Xiong En nodded slightly: "Yeah, what's wrong?"

"How about two months later?"

Xiong En was confused: "Two months? Didn't they discuss at least half a year or even a year later?"

Commissioner Smith said calmly, "That's because of the growth cycle of hemp. That way it can be seamlessly connected."

"What are those two months?"

"I can provide the Bazel family with plants that have reached the growing stage."

Xiong En's face changed: "Do you know what you are talking about, sir?"

"Of course, I know you won't believe me if I just say this, but." Commissioner Smith took out his cell phone and sent a message.

After waiting for a few minutes, Smith looked at Xiong En and said, "The news should be coming soon."

Xiong En looked at his phone in confusion, then his expression changed slightly: "Preliminary confirmation is two months later."

Smith smiled and said, "So, do I still need to prove my identity now?"

There was a gleam in Dak's eyes.

Just as he was about to say something, Xiong En spoke first: "This is the time you proposed, right, Commissioner Smith?"

Smith looked at Xiong En in confusion. His intuition told him that Xiong En was going to act up again.

"I don't know where you got the news from, but your arrival is just perfect. It's exactly what we need right now."

"So Councillor Xiong En suspected that I was a liar."

"I've seen a lot of movies, and there are even more movies that take advantage of information asymmetry! To be honest, if my family wasn't rich, I could also be like the protagonists in those movies and deceive various departments in the United States."

Smith: “.”

Seeing the man's speechless expression, Xiong En became anxious: "You don't believe it, right?"

Smith said calmly, "According to our intelligence, you don't seem to have this ability, Councillor Xiong En. You have been arrested by the LAPD three times, one of which was for robbing a bank."

"Damn it! I didn't rob! I just went in and took out some money from my card! Is it considered robbing a bank if the ATM gives me money?"

"You walked into the door of the vault with several people."

"The bank's door is open, so I'll go see what's going on."

“You took the money out of it.”

"I said that's what I exist in!"

Smith frowned and looked at Dak: "Is he always so hard-mouthed?"

Dak snorted. "Believe me, I'm definitely not as tough as him, Xiong En! What on earth are you going to do?"

"Sixty-five days." Xiong En gave a time himself: "Please change the time to sixty-five days, so that we can trust you."

Smith shrugged indifferently: "No problem."

He pulled out his phone again and sent a message.

After a while, Xiong En's phone rang. After answering the call, he looked at Smith in disbelief.

Smith smiled and said, "Do you believe me now?"

Xiong En frowned: "Did you give me a psychological hint when you came in?"

Smith was confused: "What?"

"It's a psychological hint, which is also common in movies. It seems that I made the decision, but in fact, I was prompted to choose this number through various hints since you walked in. Wait a moment."

Xiong En said this and ran out again.

Dak looked at Smith, who was puzzled, and laughed dryly: "Be cautious. This kid has been cautious since he was young."

"Does your so-called caution mean speeding in front of the LAPD after flying leaves?"

Dake: “.”

"Damn it, Hansen promised to help clean it up!"

Smith said: "Believe me, when we got this information, the LAPD was not aware of it."

And Xiong En had already run back.

He returned with a deck of cards in his hand and said, "I will draw three cards from it, and the sum of the three numbers will be the day that should be added for the bill to take effect."

Smith looked at the young man who was drawing cards seriously in front of him in shock: "Senator Xiong En, you are going too far!"

"Yes." Xiong En nodded: "Then subtract those days."

"Does it make any difference?"

"Maybe not."

Smith: “.”

Xiong En said, "It's not my fault, Mr. Smith. You came here inexplicably and mysteriously. We don't know your background, but you know ours very well. Shouldn't you be more cautious?"

"Is it possible, Councillor Xiong En, that our abilities were already beyond doubt when you knew I knew everything about you?"

"Maybe your understanding is too one-sided?" Xiong En drew three cards and pointed at the numbers on them; "Send a message to Commissioner Smith."

Xiu Nuo was stunned when he heard this in the next room.

This kid is so stupid but appears wise.

It was obvious that everyone on Dak's side had believed it completely, only Xiong En was still in doubt.

No.
Xiu Nuo felt that Xiong En had more intention of revenge than suspicion.

Smith looked at the three numbers and his face turned dark. "I need to make a call." Smith said and took out his cell phone.

"As you wish."

"Hello, sir." Smith said into the phone, "The time needs to be changed."

There was silence on the other end of the phone, and then a reply came: "Are you sick Smith?"

Smith is wronged!
Is that because I'm sick?

The bastard you guys like is sick!
After a while, Smith hung up the phone and looked at Xiong En with a bad face: "This is the last time!"

Xiong En looked puzzled: "Dad, he is still unhappy? It was a matter that could be solved by just telling us his origins, but he insisted on making us suspicious, and now he is still angry."

Seeing Xiong En's as-a-guy look, especially Dak's approving expression, Smith was so angry that his teeth were about to break.

But when Xiong En answered the phone again, the doubts on his face had disappeared.

"Sorry, Commissioner Smith." Xiong En smiled; "We must be careful."

"I understand." These words almost jumped out from between Smith's teeth, which showed how reluctant he was to say it.

"So, tell me what you need."

Seeing that they had finally reached the point, Smith then said, "What the Bazel family was once best at."

Dak said calmly, "We are no longer in that business."

Xiong En said: "According to the requirements of the expanded cultivation bill, hemp farms are only responsible for cultivation and are not allowed to process it. This is also an important reason why the cultivation bill can be promoted. We are doing this to solve the problem of future hemp demand in California, not to turn all Californians into drug dealers. Please understand this."

Smith took a deep breath and said, "What if there is enough benefit here?"

Xiong En raised his neck and said, "Do you think my family is short of money?"

Dak quickly replied, "It's still missing."

How can you not go? Whose money are you spending by swiping your credit card every day? You spend money without blinking an eye and gain fame and fortune outside, but I am working hard here every day to make money!

To be honest, if it weren't for the mission, Smith really didn't want to bother with these two guys.

These two are psychopaths!
If it were any other time, facing such an ungrateful guy, Smith would have turned around and left.

But now, Smith can't leave.

If he really leaves now, he would be really sick.

Smith's heart suddenly tightened when he thought of this.

Is this the reason why these two people are playing fools in front of me?

Sunk costs!

Seeing that the father and son were really arguing about whether they were short of money, Smith became more determined in his thoughts.

This should have been my home court, but now that they have messed up everything, I am completely led by them.

Yes, isn’t this the reason why the bill was passed in such an inexplicable way?
Without this ability, how could they have gotten to this point?
This Xiong En is indeed not simple. He looks reckless, but in fact, every action of this guy has deep meaning.

Just as his seemingly rule-breaking revengeful behavior pushed him completely to the opposite side of traditional politicians, but it was precisely because of this that some timid guys voted in favor.

Thinking of this, Smith took a deep breath and spoke again: "Actually, don't worry about this."

The father and son looked at Smith.

"I know the content of the expansion bill, and I know that the fact that growers cannot participate in the subsequent production of finished products is the foundation of this bill. So, what I want to say is that since the Bazel family has a pharmaceutical company called Dark Gold Pharmaceuticals and some past experience, why not open a deep processing plant?"

Dak narrowed his eyes and said, "A private hemp processing factory?"

"Is this strange?" Smith smiled. "Water, electricity, tobacco and other things can be privatized, so why can't hemp processing be privatized? Compared to producing raw materials, processing finished products is more profitable, isn't it? The news I can reveal to you is that some people have already had this idea. And the state government definitely needs these things."

Dak frowned and said, "Can we get involved in this kind of thing?"

"Under normal circumstances, it is difficult, after all, Xiong En is a congressman." Smith said calmly: "But, unfortunately, there are only a few companies in California with a complete industrial chain and corresponding talents, except Dark Gold Pharmaceuticals. In fact, there were also many drug dealers, but those guys obviously have some problems with Los Angeles. And many of the talents here are in the Bazel family, right?"

"Those who gathered at the free injection sites cannot meet their needs just by queuing. Where do they get the extra stuff? Who sells it to them?"

Dak narrowed his eyes, "So, Commissioner Smith, what do you need over here?"

"Some shares, and one, or in the future several, production lines dedicated to supplying us."

Xiong En said directly: "You guys take care of the raw materials and procedures, and I will take care of the production line."

really.

This guy can always find the problem right away.

Dak looked at Xiong En suddenly: "Xiong En! Calm down!"

"Why are you calm? This is legal, isn't it?" Xiong En said, tilting his head slightly as if listening to something, and then looked at Smith: "I just have one question, where are you going to sell these things?"

Smith was silent for a moment, then slowly said: "Don't worry, it's definitely not local."

"I understand." Xiong En stood up and extended his hand to Smith. "It's a pleasure to work with you. I believe that we only need to prepare people and related technologies. There is nothing else, right?"

"Of course." Smith also stood up and held out his hand; "I'll go back and report."

But after shaking hands, Commissioner Smith did not let go.

Xiong En smiled and said, "Oh, by the way, there will be some shares in your name in various forms, Mr. Commissioner."

Smith finally laughed: "Thank you, Councillor Xiong En, but I still suggest you watch fewer movies in the future."

It was not until the car drove out of the Bazel family's manor that Smith made a phone call: "Sir, the deal is done."

"What do you think of those two Bazels, Smith?"

"Playing crazy and stupid." Smith replied, "They look like two guys with mental problems, but in fact, they have been fighting for their own interests and even plotted against me. Are you sure it's them, sir? There should be many pharmaceutical companies in California willing to cooperate with us."

"But no one is as crazy as the Bazels."

"crazy?"

"Yes, madness is the reason to find them." The other end of the phone laughed: "In order to achieve the goal, they will do whatever it takes and will not hesitate to pay for their own goals. There are many pharmaceutical companies that can replace them, but those people are never as bold as them, right? Those people like to follow the rules of the game, but we don't need those things."

"Think about how Xiong En became a senator. The fact that he survived and became a senator is even more legendary than his ability to pass the bill. In order to make this happen, they are the ones who will do whatever it takes, right?"

"I understand."

At this time, in the manor.

Xiunuo walked into the meeting room, and just as Dake and Xiong En were about to speak, Xiunuo put his hand on his lips.

Then, Xiunuo blew a whistle, and Youli turned into a stream of light and flew out, whooshing away three miniature eavesdropping devices.

"Okay, you can talk now. This guy's hands are pretty quick. He must have been a secret agent in the past."

"When?" Dak looked shocked.

Xiong En's focus was elsewhere: "What is that thing?"

"Okay, don't pay attention to these things." Xiu Nuo sat down at the table; "Do you know who that guy belongs to?"

"East Coast?" Duck asked.

Xiu Nuo smiled and said, "Politicians still need some face, even if it's not much, but they don't want to be scolded. But there is a group of people who don't need it, right? They are not afraid of being scolded or even cursed. After all, too many people have scolded and cursed them."

Xiong En slapped his forehead and said, "It's from the military."

Xiu Nuo looked at Dake and said, "It seems that you need to learn from Xiong En sometimes, Dake."

Although Dak was very unhappy, he still lowered his head and said: "You are talking about the boss. It's just that... they are looking for us."

"I actually thought of this a long time ago, but I didn't expect them to come so late." Xiu Nuo said helplessly; "These people are more cautious than I thought. They didn't come to you until they saw that Xiong En's crazy plan was successful."

"Have you thought of this a long time ago?"

"Remember what Xiong En mentioned in the first debate about selling contraband to countries where the U.S. military provides protection?"

Dak raised his hand and rubbed his chin: "You mean, they want these things to sell them to those countries?"

Xiunuo shrugged his shoulders; "No way?"

"But the military cannot participate in commercial activities to seek profits for itself." Dak said anxiously: "The military's funds come from the approval of Congress. This is the foundation of the country."

Xiu Nuo said quietly, "First of all, military officers can participate in commercial activities to a certain extent, provided that they comply with the Conflict of Interest Law and the Department of Defense Code of Ethics. Even without these, they can participate in commercial activities when they retire or take leave. I won't talk about war contractors, I'll just say one thing."

"What provincial governor doesn't have some way to make some profit for himself? If they want, there are plenty of ways to sell these things."

"Besides, how do you know that this is not a way for some people to generate income? It's nothing more than how money enters the military. Without money, they can never get in, but as long as they have the money, they have a variety of ways to enter the military legally."

Xiong En slapped his forehead and said, "So the thing I proposed at the beginning was what they were interested in."

"The U.S. military has troops stationed around the world. Although in some places the host country bears most of the military expenses, there are still many places where the soldiers bear the expenses in proportion or alone. And the money given to the soldiers is also spent by them in the local area."

"Just look at the extent of the STDs in the military. Do you think they don't want to earn back the money? It's just that there has never been a 'universal currency' for them to collect the money."

"And now, not only do they have this universal currency, but they also have a legal state to provide goods for it. If they don't make this money, how can they be worthy of themselves?"

Dak looked at Xiunuo in shock: "Boss, do you study this every day when you have nothing to do?"

"No? I think it's quite interesting."

Xiong En said on the side: "But, if this is the case, then the demand will be extremely large. Should I amend the bill?"

"Don't be too obvious. Whether you run a hemp farm or a contraband factory is your business."

“But how do we solve the production line problem?”

Xiu Nuo didn't care. "There are more than a hundred pharmaceutical and biological companies in Los Angeles. You have money now, so just buy them. Now is the time, while few crazy people have thought of the idea of ​​a private contraband company."

Xiu Nuo said with emotion: "I have never thought of the processing plant before. How did those people think of this thing that was born with dirty blood before me?"

(End of this chapter)