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Chapter 255 Divergence! (Third Update!)

Seeing that the total price was about the same as the initial price, Amir and Lin Yi tacitly looked away and didn't dwell on it.

I'm starting to struggle with the payment.

“Once the contract is signed, we can only pay a maximum of 10% of the payment. The remainder needs to be provided according to the schedule.”

"Don't even think about it. I don't even have enough stock for 10%. If your quantity is only one-tenth, then I'll agree to 10%. But your quantity is too large, and the delivery time requirement is so short. So I can only prepare stock for both at the same time, which puts a lot of pressure on my finances."

"That 20%!"

"At least 30%, not just goods, I also need to send people. Do you think these people don't eat or drink? They can go without food and water, but tens of thousands of people who don't eat, drink, or ask for money appearing on your Iranian territory, I don't know if you should panic."

"..." Amir seemed to have thought of something. His face scrunched up in a bitter expression as he glanced at the people next to him with a troubled expression. Then he lowered his voice and discussed it for a while.

A few minutes later, he nodded slightly: "25% is our limit."

“$8.4 million, 25%, that’s $2.1 million. That’s a huge sum of money. Under the circumstances of being blocked by America, this is the limit of how much money can be used without being suspected.”

Lin Yi was aware of the current situation in Iran, and knowing when to stop, he nodded and said, "Okay!"

"Then let's discuss the subsequent payments!"

Knowing Lin Yi was difficult to deal with, Amir didn't want to get entangled with him any longer. He turned around and exchanged a few words with the people beside him, then sketched on the documents in front of him for a while before looking up:

"After all the base stations have left the factory and been delivered to the port, 60% of the payment will be made."

"The remaining 40%, minus 1% as a quality guarantee deposit, will be returned after two calendar years. At the same time, this portion of the funds will be re-split into 100% and paid according to the installation progress."

“Mr. Lin, we have shown great sincerity. Now, it’s your turn to shine.”

"These are very good terms. I wish us a pleasant cooperation!"

The two bosses finished their nonsense.

Then it was the turn of the people below to put the terms on paper.

The document was in Chinese, English, and Persian. When drafting the specific clauses, both parties stared intently at the text, fearing that the other party might tamper with the document and cause them to suffer losses.

It took them an entire afternoon to organize the 30-page agreement. They checked it several times to make sure there were no grammatical or translation errors and that it would not cause any ambiguity before Amir finally signed the document.

After signing his name, Amir stood up and extended his right hand to Lin Yi:

"Mr. Lin, it's a pleasure to work with you."

Lin Yi showed great respect to this future major benefactor, rising to stand before Amir, bowing slightly forward with a fawning smile on his face.
"Mr. Amir, it's a pleasure doing business with you!"

After signing the agreement, the next step is to wait for the payment to be made.

Once the money is received, you can contact suppliers to provide parts and then produce base stations.

As for the people who install the base stations, once the contract is signed, someone will naturally be available.

If all else fails, you can try using a labor dispatch agency.

After asking Amir and the others about their preferences, Lin Yi naturally led them to Taihu Restaurant and ordered a table of dishes.

Of course, the highlight of the meal is West Lake Fish in Vinegar Sauce.

While Amir and the others ate West Lake Vinegar Fish with constipated expressions, Lin Yi seriously explained the origin of the dish to them, and also took the opportunity to introduce the culture of Lin'an.

In short, Lin'an, a city they had never seen before, was almost synonymous with hell in the eyes of Amir and his companions.

The meal didn't end until 11 p.m.

Back at the company, Mao Xiaofei and his group were waiting at the office door. Upon seeing Lin Yi appear, they immediately came to greet him.
"boss!"

Knowing what they wanted to say, Lin Yi raised his right hand and waved: "Good luck!"

"I'm going to go to bed!"

As he spoke, he pushed through the crowd, opened the office door, and in the brief moment before turning to lock it, blocked several people who were trying to enter:
"Anyway, the order has already been accepted, so you guys can work overtime from now on."

"Work hard and make the most of your overtime!"

“If we don’t have enough manpower, we need to find Liao Xiangjun and Wang Bo, tell them our specific needs, and then recruit people.”

"It's no use coming to me. Your boss, I'm only in charge of taking orders!"

After saying that, he closed the door amidst the despairing gazes of the crowd.

After closing the door, Lin Yi didn't rush to sleep. Instead, he found the new QQ account he had just added with Little Sader and sent him a message.

Have you arrived yet? What's the situation with Iran and Israel?

There is a 6-hour time difference between China and Iraq. It is 11 p.m. now, which is 5 p.m. in Iraq. If you calculate the time, even if you are adjusting to the time difference, Sadr should be awake by now.

After waiting for a while without receiving a response, Lin Yi took out the cooperation agreement he had just signed that afternoon from the drawer, looked at it for a while, and then sent another message to Hao Jin:
The cooperation agreement has been signed, but when will the installation workers arrive? I don't have anyone!

This time, Hao Jin replied very quickly.

Someone will contact you in a couple of days! Your salary will be processed directly through your company! Also, please don't message me late at night! I'm off work!

Seeing that someone would contact him, Lin Yi's anxiety eased slightly.

But when he saw Hao Jin say he was off work, he couldn't help but reply with a question mark.

So this old man also gets off work?

I thought he was a heartless work machine.

Just as Lin Yi was about to press for more information, news from Little Sader arrived.

【arrive. 】

[Idiot Emirates Airlines. Last time I had some of my stuff handled by them, they took some as samples, which I could understand.]

[This time when I passed through there, they insisted that there was a problem with the batteries, cables, and metal stamping parts, and they confiscated dozens of them from me.]

[They're utterly beasts, worse than beasts!]

Regarding your question about Israel and Iran, I can only say it's quite a lively situation.

According to our information from the Justice League, there has been no news from within Iran so far.

I suspect they're trying to gloss over this.

Try to avoid causing trouble without losing face.

Seeing the series of messages, Lin Yi was completely bewildered, and these words also gave him a new understanding of the Middle East as a sieve.

Under normal circumstances, regardless of whether Iran retaliates or not, it should not let its subordinates or even neighboring countries know its stance.

But it hasn't been long, and even their arch-enemy, the Iraqis, know that they plan to slack off and do nothing.

This can't even be called a strainer; there's no strainer at all.

With his doubts still lingering, Lin Yi sent another message.

【How did you know? 】

Less than 10 seconds after the message was sent, a reply came in, which answered Lin Yi's question: "I'm chatting with Zais, the leader of the Justice League. That's what he said."

After staring at the message for a while, Lin Yi had nothing to say. He sent a "6" to the other end, turned around, threw his phone aside, and went out to chat with Ji Shuangshuang.

On the other side, Karbala, Iraq.

Sadr waved his phone and smiled at Zais, saying:

"You can continue!"

Across from him, Zais's gaze lingered on the phone in Sadr's hand for a long time before he looked away and calmly said:
“We need weapons!” “Ha!” This was so unexpected that Sadr was startled and dropped his phone.

With a thud, the phone fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

He hurriedly picked up the phone, carefully put it back together, and then pressed the power button.

Great, it can be turned on.

The screen lights up normally.

Nokia was awesome!
This time, he first put his phone in his pocket before looking at Zais and asking, "Are you kidding me?"

"You, Zais, the top henchman of the Iranian Revolutionary Guard in Iraq, the Justice League, known as the Bloodthirsty Lion, are asking me for equipment support?"

"Are you kidding me?"

"I've supported you, but what do you expect from the rest of the Sadr Movement?"

"are you……"

The words of abuse were on the tip of his tongue, but then he remembered that Zais had once followed behind his father, so young Sadr shut his mouth and waved his hand helplessly: "Never mind!"

"Out of consideration for our past relationship, I can offer you some things."

"But I can't provide you with equipment for free, because I don't produce equipment myself; I'm just an equipment transporter!"

"Of course, everything I can offer is very inexpensive."

"If you want it, I'll raise the price a little; if you don't, then forget it."

“Here, I need your guarantee that these things of yours can only appear on the heads of Americans and Israelis, or even on the heads of other opposition armed groups, but absolutely not on the heads of our Chinese friends.”

"Besides money, I also need some intelligence from you in exchange for some support."

"If you agree!"

"Then let's cooperate secretly!"

"If you don't agree, then forget it."

After stating his demands, Sadr crossed his arms and stared unblinkingly at Zais, ready to hear his rejection.

However, instead of a refusal, he received Zais's consent:

"can!"

“We can buy it with money, but as for intelligence, to be honest, I’m not quite sure why your Chinese friend needs our intelligence.”

"Because our opposition forces have very limited intelligence."

"Their main investment targets in the Middle East are Saudi Arabia and the UAE."

"Even if they obtain our intelligence, its usefulness is very limited."

Upon hearing such questions, Sadr Jr. fell silent and began to feign expertise.

Of course, he couldn't say that others didn't have such conditions, and that he added these conditions himself.

It wasn't Lin Yi who needed the intelligence, but him.

He needed this intelligence to enhance the strength of the Sadr Movement, and also to increase his own importance in Lin Yi's hands.

Only in this way can he get more from Lin Yi.

After waiting a while, he shook his head expressionlessly and said to Zais:
"In the words of that friend, many things that happen in this world are traceable."

"Some intelligence may seem insignificant, but it is actually very important."

"Just like what you just mentioned, the attitude of the Iranians."

"If the Iranians are very determined to seek revenge at this time, then others will need to consider their attitude when dealing with related matters."

"But if the Iranians are ambiguous, then it means that these people are unreliable and not worth betting on."

"By the way, why did you suddenly decide to come to me for equipment?"

When asked why he came here, Zais closed his eyes, raised both hands, and gently massaged his temples with his thumbs:
"Iran's attitude has changed."

"During this period, for some unknown reason, the Revolutionary Guard has reduced its weapons support to several of our armed groups."

"I know you might be thinking it's because of funding."

"But the problem is that during the time we controlled southern Iraq, Iran seized a lot of money from here."

"The weapons and equipment given to us are a drop in the ocean compared to this amount of money, but they are still negligible."

"The same thing happened to us, to Hezbollah Brigades, and of course, to Hezbollah in Lebanon, as well as to several Palestinian armed groups."

"We suspect that there has been a change in attitudes within Iran."

"The more direct factor is these two attacks by Israel."

"According to Iranians' past practices, if Iran is attacked, the Revolutionary Guard will immediately issue us orders to strike America's troops stationed in Iraq."

"But this time, there's no news from Iran!"

"Almost 48 hours have passed, and we haven't heard anything from them."

"There was no mention of attacking, nor was there any mention of staying put!"

Zais became more and more agitated as he spoke, until finally, a hint of blood red appeared in his light blue eyes.

Seeing his crazed state, Sadr simply pursed his lips and remained silent.

He knew very well that the man in front of him with graying hair was actually not even 40 years old.

Before 2003, he was just an ordinary engineer.

My education level isn't high, but it's enough for life in Iraq.

He has a harmonious family, a loving wife, and a pair of adorable twin children.

However, all of this turned to ashes on the day the Iraq War broke out.

From that day on, he became a dead man walking among men.

Amid Zais's frantic ravings, a sudden cell phone ringtone broke the silence of the room.

The ringing of his phone interrupted Zais's madness. He frowned as he looked at the name flashing on the screen and answered the call.

As he listened to the conversation on the phone, his brows furrowed more and more, until finally, the veins on his arm holding the phone bulged, revealing his anger.

a long time.

The phone call ended, and the anger on his face vanished instantly. He turned around, smiled at Sadr Jr., and calmly said, "The Revolutionary Guard's orders have arrived!"

“Let us stay where we are, consolidate our defenses, and not engage in conflict with the Israelites or the Americans.”

After delivering the news, Zais smiled with his head down.

The laughter started softly, but gradually grew louder, eventually turning into a maniacal roar.

Amid the laughter, young Sadr suddenly heard a sentence.

"Just like your father Sadr back then!"

(End of this chapter)