Regarding the act of wiping Jiang Siming's butt, Mr. Deng was filled with doubts, but he still had to make up excuses.
After temporarily dealing with the world's media, he returned to the White Palace and immediately ordered the American Embassy in Shanghai to bring Jiang Siming to the United States. He wanted to question Jiang Siming!
Who would have thought that after the people from the embassy found the Jiang Group and expressed their intention to come, they were thrown out by the security guards.
After learning the news, Mr. Den suddenly became more sober, and he had no choice but to come to Shanghai from the United States.
Under the guise of wanting to buy cancer-clearing pills from Jiang Siming, he went to the Jiang Group.
The Chinese people have become accustomed to the US ZT coming to Jiang's group.
Mr. Te has been here before, and so has Brother Xiong.
Everyone thought it was sparse and normal. After all, Jiang's group controls cancer-clearing pills, and it is indeed worthy of these big guys to come and buy the medicine.
But Mr. Deng is not here to buy medicine.
In the living room, Mr. Deng, who was sitting on the sofa, was waiting, but Jiang Siming never showed up.
The only thing he was served was boiled water. He drank so much that his bladder almost exploded, but he still didn't see anyone.
Mr. Deng was so angry that he went to the female employee delivering water and asked, "Where are you, the chairman? We have been waiting for two hours!"
"Oh, our chairman is conducting a very important cooperation with the four presidents. He will come over after the cooperation is completed." the female employee replied.
"Cooperating with the president? What cooperation?" Mr. Deng looked confused. Aren't the presidents from his own company? Does he have other business dealings?
"Cooperative King of Glory, that is, a mobile game." The female employee replied with a smile.
Mr. Deng stormed out on the spot, slapped the table and said, "That's too much. Does he know how busy I am and how precious my time is?"
"emm... Our boss said, if you can't wait any longer, you can leave at any time, and you can come back next time." The female employee blinked and said very friendly.
Mr. Deng was furious and glared at her angrily: "You are also an American, don't you know who I am?"
"Of course I know, but what does this have to do with me?"
The female employee was Qiao Na, Qiao Na asked innocently.
Mr. Deng was angry and had nowhere to vent his anger. He felt his blood pressure was rising again, so he had to wave his hands and said: "Forget it, tell him to hurry up. I really have something very important to see him for."
"Okay, I will convey it to you. Do you need a refill of the boiled water?"
"Need not!"
Mr. Deng suppressed his anger and sat back down again.
Finally, after waiting for more than half an hour, Jiang Siming finally came out.
"Sorry, I'm too busy." Jiang Siming walked into the living room with a calm smile on his face.
Mr. Deng changed his face, smiled like a spring breeze, and stood up to shake hands with Jiang Siming in a friendly manner.
"I've heard of him for a long time. Mr. Jiang is indeed a talented person and a pillar of China."
Jiang Siming also put on a smile and responded: "No, Mr. Deng is old and strong. If he comes to be a ZT at such an old age, I don't know if he can serve a full term."
Mr. Deng's expression stiffened for a moment, then he smiled again and said, "Mr. Jiang is very humorous, let's talk about business, shall we?"
"Okay, let's finish our chat early so I can go home and have dinner."
Jiang Siming sat down casually, and President Deng sat opposite him.
Before Jiang Siming could say anything, several bodyguards standing behind the general manager took out a bunch of instruments and started scanning the living room.
It seems to be checking whether there are monitoring and listening devices.
After checking it and making sure it was safe, the bodyguards went to wait outside the door.
There were only two of them left in the living room.
President Deng said with a serious expression: "Mr. Jiang, if you are honest and don't tell secrets, was Maxwell Air Force Base your way of doing this?"
"I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense."
Jiang Siming went straight to the scene and lit a cigarette leisurely.
"How can Mr. Deng wrongfully accuse people? I am an ordinary person, how can I have such ability? You are talking about your Hollywood superhero movie."
Mr. Deng had already expected that Jiang Siming would say this, and said with evil eyes: "We know whether Mr. Jiang did it. In the past, Mr. Jiang was incompetent, so forget it, but I am not him, so I can't do it."
Let others bully us, the United States."
In his words, Mr. Deng’s threat was obvious.
Jiang Siming turned a deaf ear, took a puff of his cigarette and blew out the smoke ring, and replied half-gentlemanly, half-ruffian:
"President Deng seems to have underestimated himself. How do you know that you are not the same as that SWAT?"
Mr. Den snorted coldly: "Do you really think that our country, the United States, does not dare to fight back? It makes me anxious. I will launch a military strike at any time."
Jiang Siming looked at him, calmly spread his hands, and said: "If we want to strike, we will strike already. Why do you have to endure so hard?"
President Deng couldn't bear it anymore, stood up and glared: "Jiang Siming, don't think that your Chinese military power can really compete with us. Do you really want to cause a war between the two countries because of your personal actions?"
Jiang Siming finally became more serious this time. He looked at Mr. Deng with a dull expression.
But it was this calm gaze that made Mr. Deng suddenly have trouble breathing, Alexander.
"I can also tell you the truth. If you don't want to paralyze the military power of the United States and turn it into a toothless tiger, you can try to see if you can launch a military strike."
This little old man still dares to threaten him?
However, Jiang Siming was not surprised. This was how the Special Guards came over in the first place.
Mr. Deng stumbled and fell back on the sofa, with thick sweat dripping from his forehead.
He could feel that Jiang Siming was not exaggerating.
Thinking back to this time at the Air Force Base, then to District 8, as well as the aircraft carrier fleet and the great earthquake in Chicago.
Mr. Deng was terrified. No wonder Mr. Te had cleaned up so many messes for Jiang Siming and still didn't dare to touch him.
It turns out that Lao Te already knew how terrifying Jiang Siming was.
It’s hard to believe that there really are superheroes like them in Hollywood movies in this world.
Damn it, why don’t they, the United States, have such a character!
"I was just joking with you. Don't take it seriously. We in the United States are still very friendly with you."
Mr. Deng was also a flexible and flexible person, so he gave in immediately.
However, Jiang Siming refused to give face and gritted his teeth and said: "I'm not joking with you. To tell you the truth, I am really unhappy with you. If it weren't for the chain reaction that broke the peace, I really want to let you and the United States be destroyed on the earth.
disappear."
"this...."
Mr. Deng was extremely embarrassed.
His perspective told him that this was simply impossible, and he would rather believe that Jiang Siming was bragging, talking nonsense, and talking nonsense!
But a series of things that happened in reality, as well as the painful lessons that Brother Te received, told him that this was true...