Xiaomi Heavy Industry, its first entrepreneurial venture!

Chapter 590 No one will stop the review process! (First update!)

Eric looked troubled and put the documents provided by Hidehiro Yoshitsugu back in front of him.

Perhaps worried that the Japanese man in front of him would take his anger out on him, or perhaps worried that Dmitry behind Yoshitsugu Hidehiro would take his anger out on him, he quickly added:

"That's right, we've been operating at full capacity during this period."

"Customized equipment will have to wait longer. At the earliest, we won't be able to start manufacturing new equipment until late June."

“The production equipment will take several more months to arrive, so your solution is good, but not suitable for this industry.”

"In addition, in your proposal, you mentioned that the device should have upgrade capabilities, that is, the ability to upgrade from 128 nanometers to 90 nanometers, or even 68 and 45 nanometers."

“Sir, that’s just a joke.”

"It should be noted that chip equipment has always been a key area of ​​control by the European Union."

“Especially for 68 nanometers to 45 nanometers, I believe that if you submit the relevant application contract to the European Commission now, they will review it overnight, find out the problems, and finally reject it.”

"If you apply again, they will directly call in personnel to lock you up and interrogate you intensively."

"So, Mr. Ji Gang, I really want to make money off you, but there's no way. There are too many external factors, so I can't make money off you, and I don't want to get into any trouble."

After hearing a lot of excuses from the person on the other end, Yoshihiro Yoshitsugu knew that this matter was going to be a bit troublesome.

It was only at this moment that he understood why his boss was willing to find someone to handle this matter.

If there's no one there after coming all this way, it's okay. We'll just have to make a few more trips. By then, the daylily will be cold and we'll be exhausted from running around.

He pinched the bridge of his nose, picked up the plan, took out a pen from his pocket, and underlined the text about equipment upgrades.

He highlighted the key points, especially those regarding the upgrade to 68 and 45 nanometers.

After circling the design, he placed it back in front of Eric:

“Mr. Eric, I think that cooperation should be a win-win situation for everyone.”

"So, we're willing to give up some conditions. Would you like to reconsider?"

Eric first glanced at Hidehiro Yoshitsugu, then looked at the documents on the table.

Finally, gently shake your head:
“Mr. Ji Gang, it’s no use changing the conditions. We’re all smart people, so there’s no need to keep beating around the bush.”

"As an equipment manufacturer, I am very willing to have buyers from all over the world purchase our equipment."

"But I am also a European."

Eric suddenly stopped speaking and pointed to the ceiling with his right index finger:

"As Europeans, we must maintain our progressiveness."

"Your procurement request will not be approved!"

Following the direction the other person was pointing, Yoshihiro Yoshitsugu looked up and saw that the ceiling was clean, with only an exquisitely designed crystal chandelier.

He also understood that the other party was not referring to a crystal chandelier, but to Dutch and EU officials.

My gaze shifted from the ceiling to Eric, who still wore that same smug, self-satisfied smile.

After a brief eye contact, Yoshihiro Yoshitsugu knew that today's contact had come to an end, and he now had only two choices.

First, let's head back home.

Secondly, while staying here and relentlessly pursuing Eric, they should also work to improve relations with the EU and the Dutch government.

Let's see if we can persuade these agencies to agree.

Hidehiro Yoshitsugu did not want to choose either of these two options.

Because whether you choose to go home or stay and try to persuade the other party, it's all very troublesome.

Moreover, it's not what their own boss wants either.

But at the same time, he knew that the person in front of him wouldn't talk to him much, so he simply got up and said goodbye to Eric.
"Mr. Eric, thank you for your hospitality today."

“We will remain in the Netherlands for the time being, and Mr. Eric can contact me at any time if he changes his mind.”

As he spoke, he placed an elegant business card in front of Eric. After Eric put the card away, he turned around without looking back and left the scene.

Watching his retreating figure, Eric stood up, walked to the window, and looked out to see the car parked in the parking lot downstairs start up and drive away.

Just then, the secretary came in to tidy up the meeting room and noticed that the coffee hadn't been drunk. Seeing her boss standing by the window, she asked gently, "Is the coffee not good?"

“No, it’s just that our guests aren’t in the mood for coffee!” Eric turned to his secretary and said.

“You should print out a report on the purchasing intentions of our customers and then submit it to our Minister of Economy and Affairs, Mr. Daan Jansen.”

"Then tell the merchant about this."

"We can leave the rest to ourselves."

Eric walked back from the window, stood in front of his secretary, and handed her the business card he had been fiddling with:
"If the customer asks you anything else, don't answer!"

Pretend you don't know!

"Understood!" The secretary took the business card, tidied up the coffee on the table, and quickly left the office with the coffee.

Meanwhile, after returning to the hotel, Yoshihiro Yoshitsugu first calculated the time difference and found that his boss, who was far away in China, was probably still awake. He organized his thoughts and made a phone call.

Suzhou.

It was already evening, and Ji Shuangshuang and Lin Yi were holed up in their room, busy playing video games.

The cell phone on the table rang, startling the two men, and then they both died.

Hearing her teammates' screams through her headphones, Ji Shuangshuang quickly pressed ESC and forcibly quit the game.

Lin Yi quickly typed in the chat: "My computer crashed!"

After he finished typing, he turned off the microphone and looked back at Ji Shuangshuang.

Ji Shuangshuang didn't speak, but simply showed her phone to Lin Yi.

The words "Yoshigo Hidehiro" on the phone made Lin Yi realize that this was a call from the Japanese man they had sent to Europe to negotiate with ASML.

He quickly turned around and typed a line in the team chat:

My mom wants me to go home for dinner! I'm off!

After sending the message, he quickly pressed ESC to exit the game, then quickly turned back to look at Ji Shuangshuang:

"Answer the phone!"

Ji Shuangshuang pinched her throat, uttering two hoarse syllables, and then answered the phone:
"Ji Gang, how's the situation?"

"Boss, I'm so sorry!" After apologizing, Yoshihiro Yoshitsugu began to recount his ordeal at Asmail.

After listening to him finish explaining the whole process, Lin Yi pinched the space between his eyebrows, and after a few seconds, mouthed to Ji Shuangshuang:

"Let him wait, don't rush him!"

Upon receiving Lin Yi's reminder, Ji Shuangshuang prepared a series of words of comfort, advising Ji Gangxiu to relax and wait in the Netherlands for two days.

Let's wait for Mr. Dmitry to make a move.

After exchanging a few more words about work, Ji Shuangshuang hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, she looked at Lin Yi with a worried expression: "Will we succeed this time?" Lin Yi nodded slightly, his hands also busy typing a text message.

Once you have finished composing your message, click "Send".

A success notification popped up, and he nodded slightly to Ji Shuangshuang:
"Don't worry, there's still a $1000 million carrot hanging there. That donkey Dmitry will work for the carrot."

"Alright, it's getting late, time to rest!"

The young couple went to sleep, and the donkey they were talking about, Dmitri, officially landed in Europe, in Brussels, Belgium.

With the deputy director in person, the head of the CIA's European branch dared not neglect him and arrived immediately to receive the director.

During the meeting, they also handed over the information about the deaths of Sofia and the others:
"A total of five people died: rotating chair Sofia, England member George, France member Philippe, Germany member Klaus, and the head of the Foreign Operations Agency Federico."

Even though he had seen the list in Navarro's hands a few days earlier, Dmitry still displayed the professionalism of an intelligence officer at this moment.

He took the list with both hands, frowned as he read it, then quickly flipped to the next section of the document, looked at it with a puzzled expression, and turned to the head of the CIA's European branch, asking:
"Any clues?"

"For example, these five people may have made enemies with someone during this period, or they may have had a serious conflict with someone on political opinions."

Have you investigated all of these?

"I've investigated!" The branch manager nodded, then shook his head.

"We couldn't find much."

"Their relationship wasn't very good, so it's impossible for them to have a common enemy."

"As for their differing political opinions, they simply don't agree with each other."

“Like Ms. Sofia, she is a political strongman, and even though the European Commission no longer manages the EU army, she still likes to boss Mr. Federico around.”

“If Mr. Federico hadn’t also died, we would all suspect that Mr. Federico was the one who did it.”

"The others are about the same."

"The only clue that could be considered a lead is that they are all high-ranking officials. Whether in Europe or in their respective countries, they all have influence."

"Therefore, we now conclude that this was a simple, purposeful massacre."

"We suspect that the purpose of the other side in doing this is to tell Europeans, 'Look, we can kill these high-ranking officials, so we can kill ordinary people even more.'"

"so……"

Before the head of the European branch could finish speaking, Dmitry pointed southeast.

Having discerned the direction of the finger, the head of the European branch nodded slightly:
"We also suspect it was done by those terrorists."

"But such an operation far exceeded their organizational capabilities, so we suspect there must be others involved."

"But unfortunately, there is too little useful information; we are now searching for a needle in a haystack."

"Then let's salvage it!" Dmitri sighed, slapping the documents back into the manager's hand.

"The deaths of five high-ranking officials in one day are indeed a needle in a haystack."

"The problem is that the EU's work is difficult to handle right now, and things might be chaotic for a while."

"Who says otherwise?" The person in charge took the documents, organized them, and casually tucked them under his arm.
"Sir, would you like to see their bodies?"

“Let’s go take a look!” Dmitri nodded, and had the person in charge lead the way.

The two went out one after the other and got into the car.

I went to the EU's nearest intelligence center.

In the morgue of the intelligence center, Dmitry saw five bodies lined up in a row.

All five bodies underwent a series of resuscitation procedures, so it was basically impossible to tell the circumstances of their deaths.

After looking around with a serious expression, Dmitry returned to the person in charge and carefully instructed them:
"You must be careful during this period; these terrorists won't do it just once."

"They succeeded this time and gained notoriety, so they will definitely launch another terrorist attack next."

"And it will be even more serious than this time, so please be careful!"

“I’ll be in Europe for a while, so you need to be extremely focused and find those damn guys as quickly as possible.”

"Restore peace to Europe!"

Faced with his instructions, the person in charge abruptly raised his hand and gave a forceful salute:

"Please rest assured, Director, we will definitely restore peace to Europe!"

"I promise I won't let you down, Director!"

Dmitry patted the other man on the shoulder, gave him an encouraging look, and then walked out of the morgue with the person in charge.

As he walked out of the intelligence center, he gestured for the other person to go back, while he himself got into the car waiting at the door.

The moment his buttocks touched the seat, he pulled out his phone, ready to send a message to Navarro.

Tell Navarro to prepare for another big one in a couple of days.

Before he could even send the message, he saw Lin Yi's message.

[Hidehiro Yoshitsugu has contacted Eric from ASML, but they indicated they would face security audits, so they have chosen not to cooperate!]

After reading the text message, Dmitry's fingers landed on the keyboard, he typed a message, and sent it:
No one will obstruct the review process!

After sending the text message, he looked up at the driver: "To The Hague, Netherlands."

The driver hesitated for a moment, but his hands and feet moved faster than his mouth. He turned the steering wheel, floored the accelerator, and only after we were on the highway did he cautiously ask, "Sir, what are we going to the Netherlands for?"

"Don't worry!"

"Ok!"

The straight-line distance from Brussels, Belgium to The Hague, Netherlands is 140 kilometers from city center to city center. Even with the winding roads, the distance only increases to 180 kilometers.

Thanks to the driver's superb driving skills, Dmitry arrived in The Hague, the de facto administrative center of the Netherlands, in just one hour and twenty minutes.

Upon arrival, he immediately went to the Dutch Ministry of Economic Affairs. After giving his name, he met the relevant person in charge, Minister of Economic Affairs Daan Jansen.

The other person was a typical white man. Upon seeing Dmitri, Daan naturally invited him to his office.

Throughout the entire process, Da'an showed no impatience whatsoever.

In name, he, as the so-called minister, was indeed of a higher rank than Dmitry, the director, but Dmitry was American, while he was Dutch.

With America behind him, even if she's just a European branch manager, he has to be a little more polite to her when they meet.

After taking his seat in front of Daan, Dmitri wasted no time and went straight to the point, stating his purpose:
"I came here this time to help a friend purchase equipment!"

"And my friend has already gone to Asmail."

"The people from Asmail said they'll hold up the review process!"

"Mr. Minister, please tell me, will the review process be blocked?"

Meeting Dmitri's gaze, Da'an waved his hands repeatedly:

"Why would anyone block the review process? Nobody would block the review process!"

(End of this chapter)