Xiaomi Heavy Industry, its first entrepreneurial venture!

Chapter 207 His attempt to expand eastward failed, but he became an arms dealer! (Third update!)
"Damn it!" Lin Yi could only sigh helplessly as he watched the departing figure.

What does it mean that a re-approval is required?
If you can pass, then pass; if you can't, then just say so. What do you mean by needing a re-evaluation and then giving an answer in a couple of days?

Is there something wrong with your brain?

Rubbing his head, Lin Yi got up and left, looking annoyed. Back in his car, he didn't start the engine and drive away immediately. Instead, he leaned against the window and began to seriously consider what to do next.

America has to go.

Even if I don't go myself, someone else has to go, and that person must fully understand my meaning, be able to negotiate with those companies, and be able to persuade them.

But after thinking it over, he realized that there was no one like him in the company.

Gao Jin could barely be considered half a confidant, but unfortunately, he wasn't a true confidant yet, and one of him wasn't enough; this kind of negotiation required a complete team.

There are two options: either hire outside help or poach a team from outside.

They're all so annoying.

Having finalized his plan, Lin Yi took out his phone, found Lin Bin's contact information, and casually pressed the dial button.

The phone rang for more than ten seconds before being answered, and Lin Bin's gentle voice came through immediately:

"Mr. Lin, it's been a long time since we last talked. What brings you here today?"

"I need Mr. Lin's help with something!"

"It's nothing, just tell me what's wrong!"

"That's how it is!" Lin Yi paused for a few seconds, organized his thoughts, and spoke as quickly as possible:

“My new factory is almost finished, and I’m preparing to work on some new products. However, some of the key components needed for these new products are located overseas.”

"Mainly in America."

"I just came out of the American Consulate in Shanghai. Those bastards rejected my visa application."

“But I need it urgently, so I would like to ask Mr. Lin for help in borrowing a negotiation team for me.”

"Money is no problem!"

Yanjing.

Silver Valley Building.

Lin Bin, holding the phone in his left hand and mahjong tiles in his right, stood there stunned.

Opposite him, Lei Jun had his eyes closed, his right hand holding a mahjong tile, while his thumb kept kneading the front of the tile, as if he had drawn a good tile.

After playing for a while, he threw the mahjong tiles on the table: "One of Bamboo!"

"Kong!" Lin Bin casually pushed three tiles aside, picked up the one-of-a-kind tile from the opposite side, and pointed the one-of-a-kind tile at Lei Jun.

Seeing the phone, Lei Jun changed the subject. He pointed to his phone and then mouthed, "What is it?"

Lin Bin covered the microphone and spoke softly:
"Lin Yi did something, and some important parts he needed are in America. He wanted to contact the manufacturers there, but the American consulate refused to give him a visa."

"He can't go."

“I talked to him before when I was in Suzhou. I told him that I often make investments and know a lot of people. He asked me if I could help him borrow a negotiation team to help him negotiate cooperation.”

Upon hearing this, the people playing mahjong froze.

They all raised their heads and stared wide-eyed at Lin Bin.

After a long silence, Lei Jun murmured, "Is his company developing that fast?"

"They've already expanded into international business?"

"No, where did he get the money? Did he rob a bank?"

Faced with his question, Lin Bin was unable to answer and could only spread his hands to indicate that he did not know.

After a brief silence, Lei Jun stood up, went to Lin Bin's side, took the phone, then walked to the window, looked at the traffic outside, and asked into the phone:

"Mr. Lin, what kind of parts do you need?"

Suzhou.

Hearing the voice on the other end of the phone change to that distinctive accent, Lin Yi paused for a moment, then smiled and replied:

"Mr. Lei, you'll need some of those parts when you're producing phones later."

"That's why I went to General Manager Lin and asked him to borrow the negotiation team."

"Practice makes perfect. They went to negotiate this time and made contact, so it will be much easier to talk next time."

After he finished speaking, the breathing on the other end became noticeably heavier, and after a while, the voice came again:

"Is President Lin going to start making mobile phones too?"

With just a few simple words, Lin Yi sensed Lei Jun's worry and simply replied in a low voice:

"I do it, but not all of it. Making mobile phones only makes me a small amount of money. My main business is other things."

"So...Mr. Lei, could you help me assemble a negotiation team?"

After that sentence, there was another moment of silence on the other end.

Just as Lin Yi thought Lei Jun would refuse, the other party spoke first:

"Perfect timing. Our company is scheduled to open on the 6th of next month. Before the opening, I also need to go to America to find a few partners to cooperate with."

"Mr. Lin, can you give me a list? I'll go with you when I arrive."

“After all, I also own 5% of Xiaomi Heavy Industry’s shares. Speaking of which, you even gave me a dividend last year.”

Lin Yi breathed a sigh of relief when Lei Jun agreed to the matter, and that he would even go there in person.

With Lei Jun in charge of the negotiations, and given that America's current companies are all quite reckless and daring, the cooperation is practically a done deal.

There's almost nothing to worry about.

Lin Yi let out a long breath and nodded repeatedly on the other end of the phone:

"Then it's settled. I'll get the information ready when I get back today and send it to you tonight."

"If you have any questions, please call me directly. I'll hang up now."

"Okay." A response came from the receiver. Lin Yi hung up the phone, glanced at the American Consulate one last time, and started his car to leave.

Meanwhile, at the American consulate, Consul Schneider, holding a document, was conveying its spirit to his subordinates:

"This is intelligence provided by the CIA."

"Two hours ago, at 8 a.m. local time in the UAE, they announced the schedule for this Abu Dhabi International Defence Exhibition, as well as the invited manufacturers participating in this defense exhibition."

"About 15 minutes after the list was published, it was removed and replaced with a new list."

"The Abu Dhabi International Defence Exhibition is a globally renowned defense exhibition, which the UAE government has hosted many times. It is impossible for such a basic mistake to occur."

"Moreover, this year's international defense exhibition was specially added by the UAE authorities in response to the situation in the Middle East."

"It's even less likely that such a basic mistake would be made."

"So the CIA suspected that there was something fishy about the list, and they used some means to find the original version of the list."

"After a thorough investigation, the CIA discovered a unique name among the specially invited manufacturers."

Schneider then distributed the documents in his hand to the staff members below, and only continued after they had picked them up:
"This special name is Xiaomi Heavy Industry!"

"After getting this name, the CIA spent several hours searching across Europe, Japan, South Korea, and even our own country, but they still couldn't find any information about this company."

"Later, they used their divergent thinking and found the company in China by looking at the spelling of the words and the symbols on the published list."

"Then this task was assigned to us." "Our task was to find this company, figure out what it does, and why it appeared on the list of invited guests at the Abu Dhabi Defense Exhibition."

"At the same time, infiltrate them, find a way to poach their people!"

Ahead, after Schneider finished speaking, he lowered his head and continued writing and drawing on the document in his hand, seemingly preparing detailed requirements.

Below, consulate staff member Hunter held a document in his left hand and flipped through the materials he had just retrieved from his post with his right.

After searching for a moment, he put the two documents together.

left.

【xiaomizhonggong】

right.

【Xiao Mi Zhong Gong】

Looking at the letters, all the letters on the left are close together, making it look like a word.

On the right, the first letter of each word is distinguished by capitalization and separated by a spacer, making it easy to see that the words are separated at a glance.

Looking at these two sets of words that are similar, but not necessarily similar, Hunter looked up, blinked, and then looked back at the two sets of words.

Taking a deep breath, he began to spell the words using the pinyin system of Chinese.

After several back-and-forth exchanges and a few awkward utterances, he finally raised the document in his hand:
"Consul Schneider, it seems we don't need to look for him!"

His calm voice instantly silenced the somewhat noisy conference room.

At that moment, Schneider, who was in front of him, looked up and looked over with a puzzled expression.

Meeting his gaze, Hunter emphasized again, "We might not need to look for it, because just before the meeting, the company's owner applied for an America B1 visa, which I rejected."

As soon as he finished speaking, a chorus of swallowing sounds filled the conference room.

Schneider, like a leopard, pounced forward, snatched the documents from Hunter's hand, and quickly began to flip through them.

When he saw the almost identical words on both sides, he couldn't help but gasp.

He has been in China longer than Hunter, so he can naturally speak Chinese and knows some pinyin.

At a glance, he recognized that the two sets of words were exactly the same name, just expressed differently, only due to different writing habits.

Even after figuring this out, he still couldn't quite believe it.

This matter...

Is it such a coincidence?
Is it reasonable that someone receives intelligence from the CIA asking for their assistance in an investigation, and then this intelligence is delivered to their doorstep?

This is too much of a coincidence!
wrong!

If something is too coincidental, then it's not a coincidence; it's a design, a trap deliberately set by someone.

With his eyes closed and a few deep breaths in, Schneider immediately had an idea.

He placed the document back in front of Hunter, tapped his fingers, and gave the order:

“Contact this number on the form now and tell him that there is a problem with his visa application and that we need to meet to discuss it in detail.”

Upon receiving Schneider's instructions, Hunter took out his phone, dialed the number on the contact information, and made the call.

After a brief ring, the call connected, and upon clearly hearing the "hello" from the other end, Hunter quickly replied in English:
"Mr. Lin Yi, after re-examination, we found that there are problems with your visa information. We need you to come over now. Are you available now?"

On the expressway back to Suzhou, Lin Yi glanced at his phone.

Looking at the private phone number displayed on the phone, he frowned first, then brought the phone to his mouth:

"Idiot! I'm getting a scam call!"

After finishing his rant, he hung up the phone, added it to his blacklist, stepped on the gas, and continued towards Suzhou.

America's Consulate in Shanghai.

Hearing the clear and articulate voice on the phone, Schneider immediately grabbed the phone, selected the number, and redialed.

No matter how many times he dialed, all he heard on the phone was the sweet voice of a China Mobile employee.

"The user you dialed is unavailable or their phone is switched off. Please try again later..."

After dialing more than ten times, he realized that the number had probably been blocked.

With a sigh, he took the visa form filled out by Lin Yi and turned to leave the meeting room.

Back in his office, he immediately used an encrypted phone to relay the information to the CIA.

Meanwhile, at the headquarters of the State Security Bureau in Shanghai, East China.

It's almost time to leave work.

Director Zhong Zhenbang walked into the office of the first task force, carrying a brown paper bag. He slammed the bag on the table and then clapped his hands.

The group members all turned around, their faces ashen as they stared at the bureau chief.

After get off work hours, Director, kraft paper bag.

The fact that these three things appeared at the same time makes it obvious that there's a mission involved.

Okay, I have to work overtime again today.

Team leader Jiang Zhiyu got up from his desk, went to Guo Zhenbang, took the brown paper bag, and asked questions as he opened it:
"What mission?"

"Investigate a company." Guo Zhenbang pointed to the documents:
"The UAE suddenly announced a couple of days ago that it would add another Abu Dhabi International Defence Exhibition."

"Domestic military industrial enterprises love these international defense exhibitions the most. Participating in a defense exhibition can bring them a lot of orders."

"Then today, at 8 a.m. local time in the UAE, they announced the special guests invited to this international defense exhibition."

"In this list, we saw a relatively unknown name among our major companies."

"A dozen minutes later, the list was removed, and that name was no longer on it."

"But the relevant information was still captured by our big companies, and then they handed it over to the General Administration."

"The State Administration checked the business registration information and found that there is indeed such a company, located in the neighboring city of Suzhou."

"So this task fell to us."

"The situation in the Middle East has been quite chaotic lately, and any intelligence related to that region is of great importance and cannot be taken lightly."

Zhong Zhenbang's words successfully aroused Jiang Zhiyu's vigilance. He pulled out the documents from the brown paper bag and examined them carefully, bit by bit.

Then he saw a familiar sign.

Upon seeing this symbol, he quickly grabbed the documents and returned to his desk, picked up his phone from the table, opened QQ, and found the picture his wife had sent him.

Click to enlarge.

Once the image was loaded, a logo that was so familiar yet somehow strange appeared before his eyes.

He looked at the documents and then at the pictures his wife had sent him.

stunned.

These actions naturally caught Zhong Zhenbang's attention.

The bureau chief came up behind Jiang Zhiyu, tilted his head, and asked:
"what's going on?"

Jiang Zhiyu placed the phone picture in front of Zhong Zhenbang:
"This is a home appliance store; my wife has been eyeing their appliances for ages!"

(End of this chapter)