Xiaomi Heavy Industry, its first entrepreneurial venture!

Chapter 244 For the sake of money! (First update!)

Hao Jin's gaze lingered on the brown paper bag handed to him for a moment, then he frowned and asked:

"reason?"

As he spoke, Hao Jin's face became extremely serious and cold, and with his tightly furrowed brows, he resembled the snow on the highest peak of the Kunlun Mountains.

It was extremely cold.

Lin Yi met his gaze without flinching, and quickly replied:

"The Iranians are careless! The contract we finalized today, they took back to Iran, and the next day..."

"It won't be the next day; it might even be that very night, when it ends up in the hands of the Israeli Mossad."

These words surprised Hao Jin.

But the thought that Lin Yi was connected to the Sadr Movement, and that the Sadr Movement was connected to the Justice League, Iran's henchmen, came to mind.

He felt quite relieved.

As one of the anti-government armed groups in Iraq, the Sadr Movement could not possibly have leaked intelligence related to Iran to Lin Yi.

Therefore, he knew that the source of this intelligence must be snippets of conversation he had with people involved in the THAAD movement.

A person who can deduce important information from these few words is a genius.

And coincidentally, this task requires a genius to execute.

Hao Jin shook the brown paper bag in his hand, then tossed it to Lin Yi.
"You have no choice in this task; you must accept it."

"Of course, we don't do things like wanting the horse to run without feeding it."

"Iran's budget for this upgrade of its communications equipment is $8.3 million."

"The funds are ready; all we need is a suitable supplier."

"The supplier signs the contract and pays half of the funds immediately. The remaining half, or 97%, is paid in the third month after the project is completed."

"These are the conditions from the Iranian side. Domestically, the leaders said that whoever does this well will receive preferential treatment and subsidies in the future."

"That's all I have to say. Whether you take this mission or not is up to you."

After stating the relevant conditions, Hao Jin picked up the teacup in front of him, slowly sipping his tea while scrutinizing Lin Yi's face.

With his meticulous observation, he soon noticed that the muscles in Lin Yi's face were twitching slightly.

That's a state that only occurs when someone is struggling with something.

A small percentage of people can control their facial muscles so that their facial expressions don't show any distress.

However, most people cannot control their facial muscles, so when they are struggling, it is easy for others to notice.

Lin Yi clutched the brown paper bag, speechless for a moment.

Are they afraid of Israel?
Not afraid.

Even if Mossad came to Suzhou, he would still be called an idiot by the local drivers.

If Mossad doesn't come, then they pose no threat whatsoever.

Who cares about guys who only talk big?

$8.3 million is a huge amount, especially in a country like Iran.

The communication equipment purchased with such a sum of money would be enough to cover the entire country of Iran, if all of these communication base stations were manufactured by Xiaomi Heavy Industry.

For the next year or two, the entire telecommunications company will not have to worry about its performance.

Moreover, with Iranian communication base stations in place, their drones can use these base stations as anchor points to locate themselves and launch attacks.

This job is doable!
Having made up his mind, Lin Yi took the brown paper bag, walked over to sit opposite Hao Jin, shook the bag in his hand, and said softly:

"I'll take this job for the money, but I have conditions!"

"Tell me!" Hao Jin looked up, took out a notebook from his pocket, and placed it on his lap:

"You say it, I'll remember it!"

Seeing that he was ready, Lin Yi held up a finger: "There is only one condition: this batch of communication base stations must be made by Xiaomi Heavy Industry."

Hao Jin wrote down the condition in his notebook, put down his pen, and asked considerately, "Is there only one?"

"If that's the case, then I'll have to pack my things and go back to report!"

"Just one!" Lin Yi nodded, finally putting Hao Jin's mind at ease.

He held the notebook, nodded to Lin Yi, and then added:
“Since you’ve decided to take the mission, I’ll go back now and have someone send those Iranians over tomorrow morning.”

"I'm just giving you general conditions. As for the specific conditions you'll need to determine in the end, that's up to you."

After saying what he wanted to say, Hao Jin took his leave.

He walked to the door with his briefcase. Lin Yi wanted to follow them and see them off, but Hao Jin raised his hand to stop him as soon as he took a step:
"No need. Just be prepared to meet those Iranians."

The two young men by the door followed suit, disappearing into the stairwell with Hao Jin.

In the parking lot, two young men followed Hao Jin into the car. As the car started, the young man driving eagerly asked:

"Director Hao, with so many people in our country, can't we just find any two people to handle this kind of thing?"

"Why does it have to be Xiaomi Heavy Industry?"

Hearing his question, Hao Jin thought for a moment and then answered it:

"Because when those Iranians arrived in China and approached us, they mentioned Xiaomi Heavy Industry."

“The comrade who was in contact with them at the time did not have any information, so he found it very strange and did not understand why the Iranians would mention an unknown company.”

"You know what happened next."

"With the information synchronized, our comrades learned about Xiaomi Heavy Industry, and the Iranians also learned that Xiaomi Heavy Industry has a communications equipment company under its umbrella."

"What a coincidence!"

"They need to upgrade their communication system, and the company they're looking for, Xiaomi Heavy Industry, is a communications equipment company."

"Therefore, after careful consideration, the leaders decided to bring in Xiaomi Heavy Industry and let Xiaomi Heavy Industry participate in this matter."

"It looks like there are choices, but in reality there are no choices at all."

Hao Jin's gaze immediately fell to the window. Outside the window, Suzhou was receding into the distance, and in front of them was the dazzling and bizarre metropolis.

The scenery kept changing, and just as the young man in the driver's seat turned on the CD player, ready to listen to a song, a pleasant voice sounded behind them:

"So for the next few days, your main task is to stay close to Lin Yi and protect his safety."

The two young men in front nodded as if they understood, and made a mental note of it.

Two hours later, in Shanghai, at the Iranian Consulate General.

Hao Jin followed behind a young man who looked like a dumbbell, walking forward at a leisurely pace.

Soon, the corridor came to a close. The young man who had been leading the way reached a large door at the end of the corridor, bowed respectfully at the doorway, and spoke loudly into the doorway:

"Mr. Amir, Mr. Hao Jin has arrived!"

Shortly after he finished speaking, the front door opened, and an old man with a cloth wrapped around his head, wearing clearly Islamic clothing, and with a face covered in snowflakes and a white beard, walked out from behind the door and greeted Hao Jing:
"Mr. Hao Jin, your presence is truly an honor to our humble abode!"

After delivering his welcoming remarks in English, Amir reached out and took Hao Jin's hand, pulling him towards the room.

Hao Jin didn't say much, but silently followed Amir into the room. There was no one else in the room, or rather, there might have been someone before, but they left after learning of Hao Jin's arrival.

After exchanging a few brief pleasantries with Amir, Hao Jin opened his briefcase, took out a brown paper bag, placed it on the coffee table, and calmly said:
"After our extensive coordination, Xiaomi Heavy Industry agreed to cooperate with you, but they have some requirements regarding the price."

"It's because your area is quite dangerous, and the risk of sending personnel there is relatively high, so we need to add a little extra money."

“The previous amount was 8.3 million, but they need to increase it to 8.7 million.”

“If you agree, I will send two people with you to Xiaomi Heavy Industry to discuss this matter.”

“If you don’t agree, we’ll find you another supplier.”

Across from him, Amir, upon hearing Hao Jin's words, quickly opened the brown paper bag in his hand.

There was only one document in the brown paper bag.

This document is an interview transcript.

Or rather, it's information that a journalist jotted down while chatting with someone.

What conditions would you need to be willing to cooperate with the Iranians?

[Add more money! Add another thirty or forty million, and I might agree.]

You mentioned that you would be using your own manufactured communication equipment. What is your equipment production capacity?

[Keep this confidential!]

After reading this brief message, Amir felt a slight toothache.

Since negotiations with America broke down in 2006 at a nuclear security talks, America has been putting pressure on Iran.

从2006年7月30日的第1696号决议，到2006年12月23日的第1737号决议，又到2007年3月24日的第1747号决议，最后，是2008年3月3日的第1803号决议。

There were four resolutions in total, each one more ruthless than the last.

Under the pressure of these resolutions, Iran's assets in Europe and the United States have shrunk significantly, and its control over other countries and its henchmen has decreased considerably.

The significant devaluation of assets has resulted in the US dollar being very valuable in Iran, while Iran's own currency is becoming less effective.

The increase from $8.3 million to $8.7 million is not a simple matter of addition or subtraction. It requires countless resources and the labor of countless people to obtain enough banknotes for people to exchange.
They suddenly have an extra $4000 million; they'd be swinging a shovel until it's smoking.

However, when Amir thought about being able to get something from Xiaomi Heavy Industries, he realized that $4000 million wasn't actually that much.

On the contrary, there are very few.

After a moment's hesitation, he gathered the emotions in his eyes, nodded slightly, and said to Hao Jin:

“Mr. Hao, we agree to your request, but we also need a commitment from Xiaomi Heavy Industry.”

"We promise to make the project a success!"

However, when people are happy, they are in high spirits, and the excitement in his eyes is impossible to hide. But to others, that excitement just doesn't look right.

Hao Jin also noticed this sentiment, but he didn't say much. He simply kept it in mind and added a note about these Iranians.

After exchanging a few more pleasantries, he decisively took his leave, but at the same time arranged a time to leave.

See you at Xiaomi Heavy Industry tomorrow morning at 9 AM!

After agreeing on a time, Amir saw Hao Jin off as he left the Iranian consulate in Shanghai.

Standing on the street, with the wind blowing, Hao Jin smiled.

On the other side, after seeing Hao Jin off from the Iranian consulate in Modu, Amir returned to the room where he had previously received Hao Jin.

This time, there was another person in the room.

Upon seeing Amir enter, the other person immediately asked:
"Are you really planning to add another 4000 million as they demand?"

"Ok!"

"No, it's just Xiaomi Heavy Industry. No matter how technologically advanced it is, it's still dealing with a country. Is it necessary to be so subservient?"

Amir slowly turned around and looked at the person who had spoken: "People should know their own limitations!"

"We are in a vulnerable position now, and we need others' help."

"To be honest, things that can be solved with money are not big problems."

"As long as we can acquire some of the technology from Xiaomi Heavy Industry, everything will be fine!"

Amir gave himself a pep talk and went to prepare what he needed to bring for their meeting the next morning.

Before we knew it, it was the morning of the next day.

As the new day dawned, Amir got up and began preparing for the upcoming meeting.

He pulled out his rarely worn religious robe from the closet and put it on.

A black silk robe draped over his body, paired with a large beard, white hair, and glasses perched on his nose, made him appear gentle and refined from a distance, yet solemn and serious up close.

With everything prepared, and under the arrangement of personnel from the East China Bureau, a group of people drove three vehicles in a grand procession toward Xiaomi Heavy Industry.

Meanwhile, Lin Yi also obtained Amir's information.

Amir Muhammad

[Iran, Logistics Officer of the Iranian Revolutionary Guard]

[Participated in the Iran-Iraq War...]

After reading his information, Lin Yixin breathed a slight sigh of relief. This was a man who had fought his way up on the battlefield.

He is confident in handling the situation.

He tidied up the reception room and sat there quietly, waiting for Amir and the others to arrive.

After waiting for about half an hour, a commotion came from the factory's main gate. Lin Yi quickly walked to the window and looked at the people at the factory gate.

The two young men who had met yesterday were now flanking Amir, protecting him from the middle.

Amir, protected in the middle, looked around with wide, curious eyes, like a curious child.

As expected, he is a distant relative of Third Brother.

I don't like it, I really don't like it.

After mentally labeling Amir, Lin Yi turned around and went back to the tea table to boil water and brew tea.

Soon, the sound of hurried footsteps echoed down the corridor.

The footsteps sounded very uniform, with obvious signs of stomping, as if it were intentional.

With the sound of footsteps, Han Shunfa appeared with his security personnel. They were all dressed in sharp suits, and just by standing there, you could tell they were not to be trifled with.

Following Han Shunfa's instructions, the security personnel quickly dispersed, lining up in a row in the corridor. They then shifted to a straddling position, staring intently at the three people slowly advancing down the corridor.

This menacing scene, when witnessed by Amir, made him break out in a cold sweat.

It was at that moment that he began to doubt the authenticity of the information about Lin Yi.

There was a click.

The office door opened.

Lin Yi walked out of the office, backlit, and stood in front of Amir, extending his right hand. He asked in Persian, "Mr. Amir, do you like this welcoming ceremony?"

(End of this chapter)