Xiaomi Heavy Industry, its first entrepreneurial venture!

Chapter 199 Hagis, you bastard! (First update!)

With a whoosh, Simone slashed his pen, cutting the expense list in half.

After a moment, he composed himself, closed the pen, and looked at the person opposite him with a serious expression:

“Your funding for last year has already been approved. Even if you need to use it, it will mainly be the funding from last year.”

"Now you're asking me for another 5 million in funding? What are you thinking?"

"Aren't you afraid I'll report this to Congress?"

Faced with Simone's questioning, Baroque raised his eyes, looked at a 45-degree angle to his right front, his gaze unfocused, and said blankly:

“I remember seeing that Colombian emerald jewelry set, it seemed to have included two earrings.”

After saying that, he turned his head at a 45-degree angle to look at the left front:
“I remember now, the name of that emerald jewelry set is Cultural Collision. In addition to the Colombian emerald set, there is a pair of jadeite bracelets from Myanmar, three mutton fat white jade amulets with deity images from China, and finally a lapis lazuli gold thumb ring from Afghanistan.”

"It is said that the inspiration came from the collision of multiple civilizations, and it is the gem designer's proudest masterpiece."

"The whole set is worth more than $1000 million."

As soon as he finished speaking, Simone quickly created a new list, wrote down numbers on it, and then signed his name and added his comments.

Turning around, the funding audit form was right in front of Baroque.

Just as Baroque reached for the funding approval form, he abruptly pulled the form back, leaving Baroque empty-handed.

As the other person looked up, Simone smiled gently and said, "Next week, my wife will go to Arlington National Cemetery to pray for America's warriors."

Hearing the other person's explicit implication, Baroque leaned forward and whispered:

"That's perfect. My wife will be there too, so we can all keep each other company."

"We are also family members, doing our part for the soldiers who are fighting far away."

After saying this, Baroque stretched his right hand forward and pressed it down on the review form on the table.

The next second, Simone released his hand from the review form, letting Baroque take it away.

With the review form in hand, Baroque quickly scanned the information on it.

Because several parts could not meet the requirements for actual use, the American Naval Systems Command was granted $5 million in extra-budgetary funds to purchase additional parts. Funds originally allocated for purchasing these parts were temporarily frozen, and payments to the relevant parts purchasers were suspended.

The procurement will proceed only after the American Naval Systems Command verifies the relevant parts and confirms their authenticity.

[Simonie Klein, Executive Officer of Naval Administration, America, March 5, 2010.]

After carefully reviewing the signatures and comments, Baroque stood up, held the review form in his hands, and nodded slightly to Simone:

"I hope Mrs. Kress will be there on time!"

"She will go!"

"Awaiting good news!" Baroque left those words behind, turned and walked out of the office. He then went to Curtis's office, exchanged some opinions with him, and left again.

On the way back, the road passed the Capitol Building, and as the vehicle fines passed in front of the Capitol Building, Baroque saw a procession.

Men and women, old and young, those who can walk and those who can't are all there.

The slogans these people chanted were to help Israel, find the murderers, and maintain world peace.

Listening to the slogans these people were shouting and seeing the Israeli flags they were holding, Baroque wanted to laugh, but in the end he didn't.

After all, Israel was his financial backer; when he was short of money, it was a Jew who sponsored him.

Even though the other party is extremely inhumane, I have to act like a decent human being.

At most, just laugh it off; don't take any action.

As the parade passed by, Baroque stopped his car, removed his epaulets, rolled down the window, and waited for people outside to see him in camouflage. Then he suddenly raised his hand and saluted them.

The people outside the car were bewildered by his move, and they raised their hands in confusion to return a military salute.

Once the crowd had passed, Baroque started the car and drove towards the Naval Systems Command.

Back at headquarters, he immediately took out his phone and called Smith.

Suzhou.

Xiaomi Heavy Industry Cafeteria.

Lin Yi crossed his arms and leaned back lazily in his chair, his dark eyes filled with disdain. The object of his disdain was none other than Smith, who was eating and drinking heartily across from him.

He wanted to curse, but seeing the other person's starving look, he swallowed the words back.

The way he's wolfing down his food—if I say even one more word and he chokes and chokes to death, then I'm doomed.

Just then, Smith's cell phone, which was on the table, suddenly rang.

Two seconds after the ringtone sounded, Lin Yi sat up, staring intently at his phone and at Smith.

Smith quickly took the lion's head out of his mouth and put it back into the bowl under Lin Yi's shocked gaze.

I wiped my hands with a wet wipe, then picked up my phone and answered the call:
"Mr. Baroque, how is it? Are you satisfied with the quality?"

"Has the funding been secured?"

"You've reached a certain point, right?"

"That's enough, that's enough! We've paid part of the amount first, that's enough!"

"You can rest assured when I, Smith, handle things. Business is very easy to do with Chinese people. We're all friends, and they'll definitely understand."

"Okay, okay, then you get back to work!"

After hanging up with Baroque, Smith immediately found his wife Liz's number and dialed it.

The phone rang for a while before being answered again, and a slightly gentle voice came from the other end:
"Smith, where are you?"

Lin Yi was right next to him, and Smith didn't talk to his wife much, instead choosing to change the subject:

"Check the account funds. Mr. Baroque just called me and said he transferred some funds to the company account."

"Please check it. I will send you a contract in a moment. Follow the payment process according to the contract."

"Understand?"

Goodbye, my dear!

He gave the phone a dramatic kiss, making an exaggerated sound, before hanging up. Smith finally put down the phone, turned around, and nodded seriously to Lin Yi.
"According to the airport client, the funds have been transferred from their account and should arrive in my company's account within two hours at the earliest."

"By the time my wife finishes checking the accounts, our contract should be signed. I'll give her the contract, and she'll transfer the money directly."

“By wire transfer, the money can arrive in as little as 6 hours.”

"You can contact suppliers now and start producing the goods."

"No rush!" Lin Yi raised his left hand, and Ye Hua, who was standing behind him, stepped forward and placed the contract he was holding into his hands.

Feeling the pressure in his palm, Lin Yi slowly rotated his wrist and presented the contract to Smith:
“Look at the contract, it’s basically a copy of the agreement we signed before.”

"After reading it, if you think there are no problems, then let's sign the contract. I can then take the contract to the bank to deposit the money."

Smith glanced at the food with reluctance, wiped his hands clean, picked up the contract with both hands, and began to read it from beginning to end.

After looking at it for a while, he flipped the contract over, pressed his finger on the unit price section of the agreement, and asked:

"Could you lower the price?"

"Your price is too high. My product may encounter problems when it goes through customs."

By the end, Smith's face held a pleading expression, as if he were terrified that Lin Yi wouldn't adjust the price for him.

In international trade, buyers often lower the price of goods or play word games by breaking down a product into parts and then bundling it with related services in order to avoid taxes. This allows them to evade a significant amount of tariffs.

The problem is that as the exporter, you also need to pay taxes and fees when you export from here.

The basis for these taxes and fees is the product.

If the price is lower, but the quantity remains the same, the total price will have to change.

If the total price changes and is different from the bill you received, you won't be able to deposit the extra money into your bank account.

With a sigh, Lin Yi, deeply moved, declined Smith's offer.

"First, I need to use the contract to make the payment."

"Secondly, I also need to pay taxes."

"The price is too low, the quantity is too small, the total price doesn't match, and I can't break even. Tell me, what should I do?"

"Moreover, I told you back then that each cable cost as much as $17, and the unit price was $20."

"You're saying you want to lower the written price? How can I do that?"

"If I end up in jail, will you bring me food?"

"You won't do it, you'll just stand outside and watch me laugh."

"So this price is non-negotiable!"

Lin Yi had barely finished speaking when Smith's phone rang again.

He took out his phone and answered the call, but after only a few sentences, his smiling face immediately fell.

A few minutes later, the call ended, and an embarrassed look appeared on his sullen face. He then tentatively asked:

"that……"

"Could you increase the unit price on your invoices?"

“I know this is incredible, but that phone call just now was from the client’s general manager. He asked us to adjust the unit price of the cable to $80 per cable.”

After repeating his request, Smith lowered his head, not daring to look at Lin Yi's expression.

At the same time, he cursed Baroque under his breath.

This guy is really greedy. I only quoted him $50, but he quoted me $80.

They're utterly beasts! It's these people who are using America's taxes; they're the ones who are swallowing all of America's tax revenue.

On the other side, Lin Yi was still processing the news.

In his past life, he had seen the corruption in America's army through various sensational news stories about America.

But when I actually saw it, I was still a little confused.

He sells a single cable for $20, and then this bastard quotes $80 on his invoice, with $60 missing in between.

Beasts, utterly beasts!
They are worse than animals.

Furthermore, America's customs import tax base is the value of the goods. If a commercial invoice for $80 is issued, taxes must be paid based on $80.

Moreover, customs officials will definitely pay extra attention when they see commercial invoices with such unusually high prices.

Once it attracts attention, it will definitely lead to unnecessary trouble.

No matter how you look at it, raising the invoice price of a product from $20 to $80 is just asking for trouble.

Unable to figure it out, Lin Yi decided to stop thinking about it.

He couldn't possibly do that.

If we do this, the Chinese customs will definitely cause trouble.

Just then, Smith leaned over, rubbing his hands together, and said cautiously:
"Um... actually, it's just making two invoices."

"One genuine copy, used for customs clearance of goods, that is, the one worth $20."

"The other document, which is not used for customs declaration, is the one for $80 and will be processed separately."

"Anyway, they are all commercial invoices, not domestic invoices. It's just a matter of changing two numbers. It's something that only heaven, earth, you, and I know. There won't be any problems."

Upon hearing Smith's words, Lin Yi instantly understood the bastard's intentions.

In international trade, because tax invoices are not interchangeable between the two countries, commercial invoices are generally used in trade between the two countries.

The purchasing country usually provides a sample template for commercial invoices.

Printed and filled out by the seller's company.

As long as the relevant information is filled out, signed, and stamped, and the goods pass inspection without any problems, the customs of the country of purchase will recognize the authenticity of the invoice.

In other words.

You can fill in anything.

Moreover, the recipient of this shipment is the American Navy. Given the Navy's reputation, the shipment might be taken over as soon as it arrives at the port.

That so-called invoice is probably just used to fool people, to serve as evidence for the person behind him, and to deceive others.

Once he understood this, the confusion on Lin Yi's face disappeared, replaced by a smile.

Isn't it just a way to scam people out of their money?
Just say it directly.

Lin Yi reached out with his left hand and put his arm around Smith's shoulder, then gently patted his chest with his right hand:
“We’re all brothers, so I’ll see this through to the end and help him out.”

"Once the money arrives in your account, I'll get you the invoice. You can take the cable back in a week at most."

Upon hearing Lin Yi's offer to help, Smith's smile widened, and he imitated Lin Yi's gesture, patting his chest.

"Good brother, this order is all thanks to you. I'll come back to you for any orders I need in the future."

"But let me make this clear first: I want the best quality items I buy. If the quality is poor, I'll make trouble for you."

"Don't worry! With me here, you don't need to worry about the quality at all." Lin Yi continued to pound his chest with his right hand, making a loud thud.

After the two exchanged compliments for a while, Smith's phone rang again.

It came from his wife, Liz.

Liz also gave him good news: the funds had been deposited into his account, and she had already contacted the bank. Once the transfer account was confirmed, the bank would immediately release the money.

Upon hearing this good news, Smith took the contract and quickly signed his name and the date on it.

The contract was transferred to Lin Yi, who signed his name and wrote the date.

The two parties exchanged contracts, each taking their share, and then continued to sit at the table and wait.

As night deepened and the two were about to fall asleep, the long-awaited cell phone finally rang.

The person on the other end of the phone was still Liz.

This time, Liz brought even better news.

The bank has successfully transferred the money. According to the latest information from the bank, it should arrive in the account in about 6 hours.

It was very fast, faster than ever before.

After hanging up the phone, Lin Yi slowly walked up behind Smith, put his arm around the man's shoulder, and asked with a smile:
"Let's go, I'll take you back to your hotel!"

(End of this chapter)