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Chapter 592 No need for review, just pass it! (First update!)

At this moment, Eric longed to go back hundreds of years and ask his ancestors, "When you were seafaring merchants, why didn't you expand your territory a little?"
Why not seize America's current land?

If we seize America's land, then I should...

It should be...

That's not right either. This is Europe. If we seize America's land, another America will just emerge.

So annoying!
Ultimately, the country is too weak to control the situation. If it could control the situation, it wouldn't need to care about these guys at all.

I wish I were in America too!
After making a remark, Eric returned to his desk and began organizing the materials needed for the upcoming negotiations.

Regardless, we're going to make money this time, and make a lot of money.

As for any conspiracies or schemes behind this incident, that has nothing to do with me, not even a little bit.

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Brussels, Belgium.

A black Cadillac Escalade SUV stopped in front of the CIA's temporary intelligence center in America. The rear door opened, and Dmitri slowly stepped out of the car.

Across from him, the head of the CIA's European branch quickly stepped forward and handed some more documents to Dmitry:

"Sir, this is the information we have found so far."

"Based on the data, Russia is the most suspicious, because they have recently been seeking to raise the prices of natural gas and oil exported to Europe."

"However, the European Commission and the External Action Group have taken a tough stance, with representatives from France, England, and several German countries being the most vocal."

"They had a motive to kill!"

Dmitry took the documents but did not enter the intelligence center. Instead, he stood at the entrance of the intelligence center lobby and reviewed the documents in his hands from beginning to end.

After a while, he handed the documents back to the person in charge:

"Investigate this thoroughly!"

"I also think it's those damn Russians. They've always coveted Europe, and maybe they just want to use oil to threaten Europe."

"Investigate thoroughly!"

After giving instructions to the person in charge, Dmitry returned to the Cadillac Escalade SUV. The driver started the car and took Dmitry to his hotel.
Upon entering the hotel, Dmitry thoroughly inspected it from top to bottom to confirm that there were no eavesdropping devices or related hidden cameras. Then, he took out his personal cell phone and dialed a number.

Without saying a word, he hung up the phone 35 seconds after it was connected.

Less than 20 minutes later, there was a knock on the door from the outside:

"Hello, room service!"

Upon hearing the sound, Dmitry got up and opened the door.

A waiter stood outside the door, pushing a cart and smiling at Dmitry: "Sir, your room service is ready!"

Dmitri stepped aside, and the waiter naturally entered the room. After closing the door, he took off his mask.

This person was none other than the one who commanded several groups to kill high-ranking officials of the European Commission.

He bowed to Dmitri, completing the formalities, before asking in a low voice:
"Sir, is there anything else you need?"

Dmitri walked to the wine cabinet, took out a bottle of Bordeaux red wine, checked the vintage, and then took out two glasses.

Each of them had a glass of red wine. He raised his glass and said, "You need to kill a few more people!"

"To distract myself!"

"Who to kill?" The person on the other end didn't hesitate for a moment. After hearing why Dmitry had called him over, he didn't ask why he wanted to kill anyone, but asked the question directly.

When asked by his subordinates, Dmitry snapped his fingers and said, "Russians!"

"A relatively well-known Russian who is active in Europe."

"What businessmen? What oligarchs? Just kill them all!"

"When you kill someone, remember to make them hand over the money."

"As for how to kill them, who to kill first, who not to kill, and who to kill last, that's up to you."

"My only responsibility is to provide you with funding and to give you year-end bonuses."

Upon hearing this, the waiter who had come in knew that Dmitri had finished stating his requirements and that it was time for him to leave.

He put his mask back on, nodded to Dmitri, and turned to push the cart away.

After closing the door, Dmitri took a glass of red wine and went out onto the balcony to enjoy the warm breeze of early spring in Belgium.

These few disobedient people in Europe have been dealt with.

Next, we can make a fortune, and then we should focus our efforts on the East Asian region.

There is a large population there.

A large population means a large number of opportunities.

We can't just give up so easily.

He swirled the wine in his glass, then raised it, looking through the amber liquid at the setting sun on the horizon.

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Directorate-General for Trade of the European Commission.

This is a department under the European Commission responsible for the EU's overall trade policy, including export controls and dual-use (i.e., review of military and civilian) goods.

Of course, the General Directorate of Trade's review is only the first hurdle.

They need to approve it before it will be submitted to the next department for review.

Early in the morning, Giorgio Berry, Director General of Trade, received a document from the Dutch Ministry of Economic Affairs.

At first, he wanted to work lazily and only process this one document a day.

But when the person delivering the documents said that they were documents personally handled by the Dutch Minister of Economic Affairs, Daan Jansen, he dared not neglect them.

We need to process this application as soon as possible and get rid of the problem quickly.

He naturally opened the document and read it line by line. When he got to the end, he felt terrible.

The Japanese buy the equipment, but end up using it in China.

What's the difference between this and Huaxia buying the equipment itself?
What's the difference?
He roared inwardly, preparing to stamp the document and add his comments.

There was a knock on the office door from the outside, and my colleague's voice could be heard outside as well:

“Mr. Berry, here is a Mr. Dmitry. He says he needs to speak with you.”

The name Dmitri sent a chill down Giorgio Berry's spine; he knew the name all too well.

America is the most ruthless person in the CIA.

No one knows what he's up to, but everyone knows that anyone who crosses him will never have a good ending.

It's really a leak in the house that happened to rain in the night.

After cursing under his breath, Joa Berry put the file away in the cabinet next to him, then turned his sour face into a smile and walked to the door.

He opened the door and immediately saw the middle-aged man opposite his colleague.

America, CIA Dmitry! After confirming it was her, he quickly invited her into the room and then hurriedly made her a cup of instant coffee.

“Mr. Dmitri, we only have coffee here, please don’t mind.”

Dmitry took the cup of instant coffee without complaint, leisurely took a sip, and then lifted the cup:
"If I'm not mistaken, you should have received an application for the sale of equipment from ASML in the Netherlands this morning."

"The other party is a Japanese company, but they are purchasing equipment that they need to use in China..."

Before Dmitri could finish speaking, Josiah excitedly interrupted him, "Yes, sir, there is indeed such a document."

"To be honest, I was also thinking when I was watching this. On the surface, it's Japan that's making the purchases, but could it actually be China that's making the purchases?"

"In that application, although the equipment was 128 nanometers, it was required to be upgradable, up to 48 nanometers."

"Such equipment is strictly regulated."

“I was just debating whether or not to go through the review process, but now that you've said what you said, I think I shouldn't go through it.”

"I'm rejecting them right now!"

Joa turned around, picked up the application on the table, and was just about to write her comments when Dmitry's voice came from behind her:
"Stop the review process, just approve it!"

"After you pass, I still need to go to all those messy departments of yours to get the rest of the reviews approved."

"So you'd better not waste my time."

These sudden words left Qiao Ya completely bewildered. He opened his mouth, stammered for a long time, and finally spoke cautiously:
"Um, have the export controls been lifted?"

"Not canceled!" Dmitri gulped down the rest of his coffee, crossed his legs, and replied.

"I was the one who facilitated this procurement plan."

"Once Asmail's equipment comes out, our people will take over and install some things on it."

"Only after the goods are packed will they be handed over to the Japanese, and then the Japanese will transport them to China."

Bitch!

Qiao Ya was cursing inwardly, but the words she uttered were flattering compliments:

"Sir, you are indeed very capable. As long as we install enough eavesdropping devices on this equipment..."

"We will know exactly what they produce with this equipment!"

"At that time, they will only have death to live!"

“Yes!” Dmitri nodded, his gaze following Joa’s movements to the document on the table:
"So hurry up and sign the agreement, stamp it, and I'll go to the next department."

With his help, Qiao Ya acted quickly. In less than five minutes, he had signed his name in every place on the thick stack of application forms that required a signature.

Then comes the stamping.

The sound of thumping echoed in the room, and within two or three minutes, all the places where the General Trade Office needed to be stamped were stamped.

Turning around, the application form ended up in Dmitry's hands.

Joa did not rush to let the other party leave. He called his secretary and asked her to accompany Dmitry to the next department that needed to stamp and sign the application form.

Following the Directorate General of Trade is the Directorate General of Industrial Entrepreneurship and Small and Medium Enterprises in the Internal Market. The main point of review for this department is whether exports will lead to technology outflow.

Upon seeing the opinion and the relevant seal of the General Directorate of Trade, the head of this department did not hesitate for even a second. He quickly picked up a pen, wrote his own opinion on it, and stamped it at the same time.

The last competing commander-in-chief originally wanted to play it safe, and even made a phone call to the other two heads in front of Dmitri.

Before he could finish the call, his hand trembled, and the phone fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

Then, with trembling hands, he picked up a pen, wrote his name and comments on the document, and finally took out his seal and began stamping it frantically.

Once the European Commission's procedures are completed, the next step is for the European External Action Service.

The first department is the Nonproliferation and Disarmament Division under the External Operations Division.

This department focuses on reviewing whether the relevant technologies could be used in weapons of mass destruction and related projects.

It also requires cooperation with intelligence agencies in other countries to assess the purchaser.

Its biggest partner was America's CIA.

So when the head of the department saw that the person who took the documents was Dmitry, he was completely taken aback.

America, the CIA director, directed a Japanese company to purchase lithography machines in the Netherlands and then send the equipment to China.

This……

Either the world has gone mad, or I have gone mad.

I'm not crazy, so it must be the world that's crazy.

Handing Dmitry a cup of instant coffee, the head of the Nonproliferation and Disarmament Office cautiously asked:
Has America made any new moves lately?

“Yes!” Dmitri nodded, admitting it without hesitation.

However, he did not acknowledge that America's new move was in Europe, not Asia.

Seeing him nod, the person in charge gave him an "I understand" look, took the documents, and began to fill in the review comments on the documents according to the standard procedure.

After filling in the comments, he picked up the stamp and started stamping frantically in the space where he had filled in the review comments.

The thumping sound rang out, and Dmitry suddenly asked:
"Do you have any thoughts on the position of Director General of the European External Action Service?"

"Huh?" The person in charge looked up, his face full of doubt as he looked at Dmitri.

He didn't understand why Dmitry would ask him that question.

After all, many high-ranking EU officials come from America, so if they want to find a suitable candidate, they can look among those officials.

Seeing his confusion, Dmitri picked up his coffee and said, "There is an old Chinese saying: 'Those who understand the times are the heroes.'"

"You are very pragmatic, so I think you should be promoted to a higher department."

"The position of Director General of the European External Action Service is a perfect fit for you."

"Are you interested?"

"If you're interested, just nod. Once things are settled here, I'll have someone help you get promoted to the position of Director of the External Operations Division."

As soon as he finished speaking, Dmitri saw the man opposite him suddenly kneel down and then frantically kowtow to him:

"Thank you for your help, Mr. Dmitry. If I could become the Director of the External Operations Division, we would strictly implement 100% of whatever you plan, Mr. Dmitry."

"Please don't find this offensive, sir!"

"No problem, no problem!" Dmitri put down his coffee cup and waved his hand repeatedly.

After waving his hand, he pointed to the door and said, "I need to get more review comments signed next. Can you help me with that?"

With the Director of the Foreign Operations Agency (FOMA) as the carrot, the head of the Nonproliferation and Disarmament Division immediately got up and became the donkey chasing the carrot, leading Dmitry around the FOMA office building.

In less than two hours, all the dozen or so departments and dozens of signature slots on the review form had been signed.

With the last stamp affixed, the documents were returned to Dmitry.

He checked it over and, after confirming that everything was correct, called his subordinate to come and send the relevant application report back to the Netherlands.

After that, I had nothing else to do!
(End of this chapter)