Chapter 330 The Demon King of the Four Elements is Coming
"No, this is a complete humiliation to our Ministry of Industry and Affairs."
At the board meeting of the General Administration of Industry, director Masafumi Hirai from Japan pressed his hands on the long table. This forced his legs that were not long enough to tiptoe, but the look on his face was like a tiger roaring on a hill.
"Director Hirai, this is the board of directors. I think you can be calm. Even if the German offended you, there is no need to get angry with the directors here."
The speaker had a faint smile on his face. As a Hua Dong, Lu Guoping opposed the use of merchant groups from all over the world to block the Junk Bridge. He could allow the 87th Division to be imprisoned, and he also thought that Zhang Sixing's men could be put in later.
As Director Hua, he cannot be too obviously biased towards the Chinese. After all, this is a public concession. He can do some things but not blatantly.
"Hmph, you seem to be very satisfied with the escape of that army. I once said that we can't just rely on the merchant group of all nations. We should ask for the help of the British army. But my proposal was vetoed by Director Hua headed by you, so you
These Hua directors bear full responsibility."
Lu Guoping didn't respond to this. Anyway, the only armed force of the Industrial and Commercial Bureau had suffered heavy losses at the hands of Zhang Sixing. Even the militiamen of the Wanguo Merchant Group looked like they were about to wet their pants when mentioning Zhang Sixing.
The reason is simple, because they have never seen such ruthless Chinese people.
If there is a conflict with the Chinese in the concession, it is certainly impossible for the court to turn against the Chinese.
But that's not the case with the German-Chinese guy. In Europe, that guy was a bank robber, but here he was simply a murderer.
Everyone can see how much the Japanese suffered at Sihang Warehouse. Even the European news media regarded the Battle of Sihang Warehouse as a great victory for the Chinese army on the Songhu battlefield.
The British would arrest them as soon as they asked, but the Belarus simply used machine guns to shoot them.
As for the Chinese, the Indian patrol officers, and even all the directors of the Ministry of Industry and Commerce Bureau, can be sure that even though the patrol officers are arrogant towards other Chinese, if they encounter that guy, they will immediately kneel down and beg for mercy.
"I don't think so."
Lyle, who stood up to speak, is a British director.
He has soft brown hair, and he always likes to hold his glasses with one finger when talking. His green eyes flash with a certain light from time to time, and I believe they will shine brighter when he sees banknotes.
He poked his fingers at the gold-rimmed spectacles, as if it would enhance his ability to persuade.
"I talked to Consul Benson about this matter, and he told us to remain absolutely neutral. In particular, Mr. Hirai, the Japanese director, bears the unshirkable responsibility for the losses of the International Business Group."
"Bang"
He has a round head, a beard, and a pair of stern little eyes under his black-rimmed glasses.
As shown by the way he stood on tiptoes to support his two arms on the table. He was not tall, but the flesh on his body filled every inch of the suit, almost overwhelming the strong fabrics.
"You British people are like wolves when you see benefits, but when there is danger, you run faster than anyone else. Don't you remember that it was your Consul Benson who believed that the garbage bridge should be cut off and that the man with the last name should not be allowed to
Zhang ran out."
"Hell, you can't just slander our consul, he..."
"You two, I think the key to the problem now is how we should deal with the attack on the merchant group of all nations. We lost... about three hundred people, as well as dozens of cars, weapons, ammunition and armored vehicles stored in the warehouse.
Gentlemen, such a heavy loss..."
The speaker was French director Philippe, who had a mustache that complemented his handsomeness. When he stopped talking to smoke a cigarette, his slender fingers deliberately spread out, as if to show the skin on his hands. It didn't matter whether he was actually smoking or not.
Same.
His words seemed to remind the directors of the Ministry of Industry and Commerce Bureau that they were just a group of businessmen, and the Ministry of Industry and Commerce Bureau was actually nothing more than an autonomous unit in the concession. To be honest, the fact that such an autonomous organization could form a militia like the Wanguo Merchant Group made the directors of the Ministry of Industry and Commerce Bureau very happy.
satisfy.
But now... the merchant group of all nations has suffered heavy losses, and as a businessman, the accounts related to interests are pretty good.
"I think these losses should be borne more by the Japanese directors and the British directors. As for the rest of us, of course we will also express our opinions..."
Facing the sharp gazes of the British Dong Lair and the Japanese Dong Masabumi Hirai, Philip shrugged.
"Why, am I wrong? The dispatch of the merchant group from all nations is beneficial to both of your countries. Of course you should bear more of it."
"Pa bang bang..."
All the Hua directors headed by Lu Guoping applauded gently, and Lu Guoping even added,
"Yes, we originally disagreed and easily intervened in the conflict between China and Japan. Especially our Ministry of Industry Bureau, as a concession autonomous group, has stated from the beginning that we will be absolutely neutral. Therefore, the business group of all nations blocked the Junk Bridge.
, I think if the Chinese government pursues the case, it will be difficult to say that it is excessive.”
His words won the approval of all the Chinese directors and even the French director Philip with gentle applause. Then he, with fair skin and slender fingers intertwined, made substantive suggestions.
"I think regarding the losses of the business groups from all over the world, the Japanese Chamber of Commerce should pay 40%, the British Chamber of Commerce 30%, and the directors from other countries should bear the remaining 30%. What do you think..."
"Bang"
The furious Hirai Masafumi slammed the table again,
"I don't agree. This is discrimination against the Japanese Chamber of Commerce by the Ministry of Industry and Commerce. The Chinese military on the other side of the Suzhou River will not let it go..."
While Masafumi Hirai was yelling about the interests of the Japan Chamber of Commerce, the door of the conference room opened, and then a waiter timidly said,
"Sorry everyone, Mr. Hirai has your phone number. He said it is an emergency, so please be sure to answer it."
Hearing such words, Hirai Masayoshi was startled for a moment, then looked at the directors and said with a stern face,
"Okay, I'm going to take a call, but I declare that I disagree with the decision just made, absolutely."
Then he held the table with both hands and jumped down from the high-backed chair.
He literally jumped off his feet because when he sat in the high-backed chair, his feet couldn't reach the ground.
This incident caused the European directors and the Chinese directors to exchange glances with each other. Although no one smiled in the face of huge losses, they all tacitly smiled.
Lu Guoping, who was a little tired, leaned back slightly on his chair, covered his mouth with the back of his hand as if coughing, and whispered to another Director Hua on the side,
"If I go out to answer the phone at this time, will there be any big news?"
As a businessman, the most important thing is profit, and the most important thing is news. Especially when the Japanese army is on the side, I believe that it is not easy to let the Japanese Chamber of Commerce bear the bulk of the losses of the merchant group from all over the world.