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Chapter 585 Your friend is Chinese, right? (Second update!)
The content of the text message made Barack very unhappy and also very annoyed.

If it were another country, such as Iraq, Iran, or Egypt, and they suspected the other side of possessing weapons of mass destruction, they could directly send troops and give the other side a sound beating.

Then they start pretending to search, and find some more results.

Whether the search results are laundry detergent or bottled water, they will treat it as a weapon of mass destruction, solidify the claim, and find a reason to send troops.

Finally, they gained control of the country.

However, Saudi Arabia is different.

That son of a bitch is really something!

To truly expose and deal with them, we need to plan carefully.

This job was troublesome. After thinking for a while, Barack decided to put it aside and do something else first.

Meanwhile, Navarro, holding the blank mission sheet Barack had given him, didn't rush back to George W. Bush's intelligence center. Instead, he found a coffee shop outside, ordered a coffee, and sent a message to General Hilde, the commander of the European theater, who was far away in Europe:
Mr. Hilde, I apologize for messaging you at this time.

The President has ordered me to target Europe; I need your help!

After sending the confirmation message, Navarro turned his phone face down on the table, picked up his coffee, and leisurely began to sip it.

After finishing a cup of piping hot coffee, my phone on the table chimed with a message.

Pick up your phone and turn on the screen; it shows a message from Hilde:

How do we get started? Tell us!

Navarro held a phone in his left hand and a coffee in his right, skillfully operating both hands.

[Let's stage a terrorist attack to get rid of those disobedient ones!]

Then let those who are willing to obey go up!

This time, the message was sent and the other side replied quickly, and the content was very brief, consisting of only two simple letters.

【OK! 】

After receiving a reply, Navarro was about to put his phone away when he suddenly remembered what Dmitri had told him.

Sofia is gradually slipping out of control, so the matter Dmitri mentioned can't be handled through Sofia; it has to be handled through someone else.

That's $600 million, we can't let it go.

He sat back down in his chair and sent another message to the person opposite him:
"By the way, besides that, I also need Mr. Hilde's help. A friend of mine needs a lithography machine from ASML in the Netherlands, capable of processing 128nm to 250nm. Exporting it might be a bit difficult. If Mr. Hilde can help, my friend is willing to offer $100 million as a token of gratitude."

This time, the reply from the other side was a question mark.

【? 】

After the question mark came a series of questions: "Are you sure your friend is a normal person?"

Are you sure that's your friend?

Is your friend Russian?

Does Russia have the capability to manufacture chips?

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen questions flashed across his face. After reading the last message, Navarro hesitated for a moment before replying:

[It could be a Japanese person, or a Korean person; in any case, there's a $100 million reward.]

【Your friend is Chinese, right?】 Hilde's words hit the nail on the head. After waiting for a while without receiving a reply, he quickly sent another message:
[It's fine if they're Chinese. The lithography machines for 128nm to 250nm processes are already outdated. Strategically, we can give them the technology to discourage their own independent research and development. $100 million is a bit low, but it doesn't matter.]

Have your Korean or Japanese friend transfer the money first. Once the money arrives, everything will be fine.

【that's all!】

The very clear reply made Navarro beam with joy. He replied with an "OK," grabbed his documents and phone, got up, paid the bill, and returned to the George W. Bush intelligence center.

Upon returning to CIA headquarters, he immediately summoned Dmitry and informed him of Barack's ideas and Hilde's conversation.

At the same time, he instructed the other party to make sure Lin Yi transferred the money first, so that even if Lin Yi wanted to stab them in the back later, at least the money would be in their hands.

You don't have to feel heartbroken at all.

Dmitri nodded and left with the message, while Navarro, who remained behind, gathered his thoughts, got up, and went out to the CIA's archives.

Europe has always wanted to unify, but while they yearn for unification, they are also reluctant to let go of their own interests, which has led to the creation of the European Union, a hybrid entity.

To break the EU apart, some long-buried nails need to be thawed.

The archives only have information about these nails.

Meanwhile, Dmitry returned to his office, glanced at the time, and realized it was midnight in China. He quickly smiled, took out his phone, and called Lin Yi.

Making phone calls in the middle of the night, that would be so much fun!

Suzhou.

Lin Yi was already immune to receiving another call from Dmitry in the middle of the night.

He walked to the study, phone in hand, lay down on the chair, and asked listlessly:
"Are you ill?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Dmitry's cheerful voice rang out, spoken in a sarcastic, mocking Mandarin:

"I'm not sick at all. This is a normal sleep schedule. It's you who's sick!"

"Alright, enough with the chit-chat. I've already arranged the route and the people for the lithography machine you mentioned earlier."

"You need to send over the company that purchased the equipment, the purchase plan, and the kickbacks."

"Of course, to show our sincerity, you can pay half of the 2000 million kickback fee upfront."

"After it's all over, I'll beat up the other half. How about that? I'm a good person, right?"

"Okay! I'll get back to you in 10 minutes!" Lin Yi replied listlessly and hung up the phone.

He tossed his phone aside and started rubbing his temples.

He had barely started massaging when Ji Shuangshuang's voice rang out from behind, and she used both hands instead of Lin Yi's to gently massage his temples:
"It's that...that other guy again?"

“Dmitri!” Lin Yi grabbed his phone back, turned on the screen, and showed the name on it: “Ever since I called this bastard once in the middle of the night, he’s been deliberately choosing the time to call me in the middle of the night.”

After Ji Shuangshuang clearly saw the name on the phone, Lin Yi turned off the phone screen and asked softly:
Are Japanese companies ready?

"Not yet!" Ji Shuang continued explaining without stopping her hands:

"To make this seem more professional, I asked Hidehiro Yoshitsugu to recruit some people related to chip manufacturing."

"Time is too tight, and Hidehiro Yoshitsugu has not yet replied."

"I estimate that we should have a result in the next two or three days."

"Once his people are ready, we can arrange for them to go to Europe for negotiations."

How are you doing over there?

After explaining her work in Japan, Ji Shuangshuang walked around to Lin Yi and sat down at his desk.

Lin Yi gazed silently at the heavens:
"That bastard Dmitry said he's arranged everything and wants me to transfer $1000 million to him first." Hearing $1000 million, Ji Shuangshuang gasped. "So, I'm going to transfer the money now?"

During this time, she also learned about the price of the relevant equipment. If it is a brand new set of equipment, including service fees, the price is around 1500 million to 2000 million US dollars.

The main problem lies in the procurement time.

SMIC, which is next door, purchased a set of equipment. According to relevant disclosed information, the manufacturing specification of 90 nanometers is priced at US$1500 million. The project was initiated in early 2009 and formal contact began in the fourth quarter of 2009.

In the meantime, relations between America and China eased and relevant regulations were relaxed, which finally allowed the equipment to be shipped to China in the fourth quarter of last year. It is currently being debugged and is said to be put into production by the middle of the year.

Given Xiaomi Heavy Industry's rapid development, it would be too late by the time it's ready.

Therefore, if these bastards can significantly shorten the entire cycle, $2000 million is indeed not a problem for Xiaomi Heavy Industries.

Get the equipment as soon as possible, train our staff as soon as possible, and start production as soon as possible. $2000 million.

It's just a drizzle.

Lin Yi leaned back in his chair, staring at the ceiling for a long time, then sat up straight: "Let's fight!"

"Transfer the money over, and I'll talk to Dmitry. He can take my money, but the timeframe has to be shortened!"

Upon hearing Lin Yi's words, Ji Shuangshuang stood up. "Then I'll go transfer the money. You make sure to explain things to that guy!"

As her figure slowly disappeared, Lin Yi picked up his phone and dialed Dmitri's number.

It was obvious that the person on the other end of the phone had been waiting; the call was answered after only three rings.
"Has the money arrived?"

"Does your family own a bank? Even if your family does, cross-border settlements still take time. If you have a way to make cross-border settlements time-free, then let's cooperate and split the profits 50/50!" Lin Yi began with sarcasm, but after a few words, he steered the conversation back to the equipment:

"As you said, I'll transfer $1000 million first!"

"I'll give you the money, but the equipment can be in my hands in no more than three months!"

"If possible, I hope this 128-nanometer device can be used to manufacture 90-nanometer chips!"

Over the phone, Dmitri repeated Lin Yi's request, followed by an overjoyed exclamation: "So that's why you're so willing to spend money! This is what you were after!"

"But that's not a big problem, as for three months..."

“This timeline is a bit tricky because ASML manufactures equipment based on orders, and from what I understand, the entire manufacturing process takes at least three months.”

"If you want to get the equipment within three months, the only way is to raise the price and snatch the equipment from someone else."

"If you can offer Asmail a reasonable price, I believe they will help you out for the sake of the money!"

"Transfer the money right away!"

"With money, anything is negotiable!"

"I'm hanging up now!"

beep...

The receiver went dead; the call had been disconnected.

Lin Yi put his phone on the table and continued to lean back in his chair, staring at the ceiling.

Those people who counterfeited chips back then, their entire families, their entire extended family, should have been killed without exception.

If it weren't for those bastards, would things be this complicated now?
A short while later, a light footstep sound came from behind.

Footsteps approached Lin Yi's side, then two arms wrapped around his neck from behind, and Ji Shuangshuang's gentle voice sounded in his ear:

"The money has been transferred. I also called Yoshihiro Yoshitsugu. He said that the staff has been recruited and is undergoing emergency training. He will send the relevant plan over tomorrow morning."

"They can travel to the Netherlands in a week at most to conduct business negotiations with Asmail."

"Things will work themselves out. There's no use worrying. Let's rest first! Didn't you say that old man Guo was coming? You can't go to see him with dark circles under your eyes, can you?"

Thinking about all this work, Lin Yi couldn't help but sigh.

He pinched the space between his eyebrows, got up, and went back to the bedroom with Ji Shuangshuang.

…………

March belongs to spring.

In the warm spring of March, the willow branches outside Zanwu Airport sway in the wind, showing their newly sprouted buds to the arriving guests.

Guo Song, wrapped in a thick coat, stepped off the plane. Looking at the greenery outside, the discomfort from his airsickness subsided at that moment.

"March in the South is really different from March in the North. Everything is starting to turn green."

Beside him was Zhu Jingyao.

Zhu Jingyao nodded. "Doesn't this vibrant scene of life and everything flourishing symbolize our future?"

“Let’s go. Your destination this time is Xiaomi Heavy Industry. After I visit Xiaomi Heavy Industry, I will go to their shipyard, and after that, I will go to Jiangnan Shipyard.”

"You may have time to waste, but I don't!"

As they walked out of the airport through the private passage, the two immediately spotted the car waiting at the entrance and Lin Yi leaning against the door.

Next to the reception vehicle, Lin Yi saw two people walking out of the passage, along with two guards behind them, and he quickly walked over.

He first pretended to tiptoe, glanced behind him to make sure no one was there, and then greeted the two of them:

"Gentlemen, you're going to travel too lightly and simply."

"There are only 4 people. What if something goes wrong?"

Guo Song pointed to the private passage behind him: "They came by chartered plane!"

"In Yanjing, the convoy was taken directly to the plane. Here, it's just a short distance using the exclusive lane."

"We're out now, but you're still here, aren't you?"

"If you can't even protect one person, then you're finished!"

Lin Yi rolled his eyes in agreement, "Then I have to thank you for giving me this opportunity."

"Alright, enough rambling. Let's talk in the car."

Once in the car, Guo Song took the briefcase from the guard, opened it, took out an envelope, and handed it to Lin Yi:

"This is the transfer receipt from China Construction Bank."

"Have your finance department take the transfer receipt to the China Construction Bank and the funds will be transferred to your account."

"It's a total of 10 tanks. You give us 5 tanks first, and the other 5 will be produced later, after you deliver the tanks to Saudi Arabia and our army comrades obtain enough test data."

"Because there might be some minor adjustments!"

"Understood!" Lin Yi cheerfully took the envelope, casually put it into his briefcase, and then turned to look at Zhu Jingyao:

"Boss, is there any support?"

(End of this chapter)