Chapter 949: Reality and Falsehood

When he said sorry, Smith felt humiliated, but he felt a strong sense of relief.

The reason for the sense of relief was not that he could finally resolve the crisis, nor that he finally said sorry, but that Smith finally understood one thing in a moment.

Smith finally realized that he was not the material for politics, and he should not have tried to get into the ranks of congressmen after he had some money.

This political arena is for people like Congressman Simmons, and it is for people like Gao Guang, but it is definitely not for Smith. It is redundant for him to even stand aside and watch.

In just a moment, Smith understood, was relieved, and relaxed. The confrontation between Gao Guang and Congressman Simmons has just begun.

Gao Guang knows that he is not a match for Congressman Simmons.

From experience, cognitive level, and thick skin, Gao Guang knows that he is far from a match. His current advantage is just that Simmons has not fully understood his details, that's all.

He can only keep up with Simmons in a split second, but Gao Guang still lacks at least 30 years of experience to be compared with Simmons, a super-invincible veteran who can respond and respond freely.

It is important to know yourself. If you can do it, you can do it. If you can't do it, you can't do it. If you know there is a gap, don't wait until your shortcomings are exposed before regretting it.

You must take the initiative.

Just as Simmons laughed, Gao Guang said to Simmons: "I am a little presumptuous to come here today, but I have to come because Mr. Smith is not a prey after all."

Bringing the topic back, and then showing some momentum that young people should have, but Gao Guang does not expect to suppress Simmons, he just needs to finish what he should say smoothly.

"It should be, how can it be presumptuous."

Reaching out his hand to make a gesture of inviting someone to sit down, Gao Guang then extended his hand to invite each other, and then he sat down without waiting for Simmons to sit down.

The first person to sit down must be the one with the highest status. This is common sense. Gao Guang sat down directly now. Either he lacks common sense and does not know the rules, or he is used to being in a high position, or he thinks he is in a higher position than Simmons.

As for which situation, let Simmons guess.

Sure enough, when Simmons turned around and sat down, he found that Gao Guang had already sat down. The smile on his face did not change at all, but the position he sat in was a little forward, so that he needed to move his butt a little back to put himself in the most comfortable position.

In Simmons' position, what he needs to observe is not his facial expression, but his every move, every tiny movement.

Gao Guang had just learned it not long ago. It was Otto who taught him urgently on the plane when he came here. It can be said that this old scumbag taught Gao Guang something really useful.

Simmons still holds the right to speak and the initiative. "I received several calls, several calls, which I really didn't expect."

Simmons is still carefree. If you only look at his appearance, it is easy to associate him with the most common rednecks in Texas, thinking that he is also the kind of rough, straightforward, reckless, stubborn, but enthusiastic and optimistic rednecks.

But this is all an illusion, a complete illusion.

Reaching out and stroking his ridiculous beard twice, Simmons smiled at Gao Guang and said, "I have also heard of Mr. Schmidt's name. To put it simply, I feel that he should be the same as Smith, but I found out after meeting him that you are different from Smith."

This means that Simmons has investigated the executives, and they look like Smith, and they are also in the PMC industry, but after receiving several calls, Simmons no longer thinks so. He confirms that Gao Guang's background is more than one level higher than Smith.

Translated like this, it is very simple, not very complicated, because Americans are only so implicit, and it is relatively easy to understand.

Gao Guang responded with a smile, and then he said calmly: "It's a coincidence. I developed some other industries, but I also helped others. Mr. Smith is a big boss. How can I compare with Mr. Smith?"

What I mean is that I have intervened in many industries, but I work for the big boss. I am just a white glove in front of the stage. How can I compare with Smith who is his own boss?

In his hometown, it seems too straightforward, and people will think that he is not subtle and can't speak. But here in the United States, it's just right.

Simmons nodded and said, "Indeed, Smith is his own boss. He only needs to be responsible for himself. He will bear the consequences of any mistakes he makes. But working for others is different. Hmm, I wonder what industry you are mainly engaged in." "I do everything, but I don't do anything for a long time. It depends on the boss. At present, I am mainly committed to the arms and transportation industry. The transportation of gold to Baghdad is undertaken by my company. Why, Mr. Congressman, don't you know?" Gao Guang's words actually have a sense of blame, but Simmons spread his hands and smiled, "Smith did a great job of keeping secrets. If he didn't tell me, I wouldn't have known that it was a CIA plane. I thought it was a military plane." Gao Guang smiled and said, "It would be great if they used my plane in the end. Although they are all military planes, they are different after all. I am a professional in transportation business, and the military partners are more professional, otherwise the gold would not be lost."

After finishing speaking, Gao Guang spread his hands and said: "So, I think several parties are responsible for this matter. Although the gold was lost in Mr. Smith's hands, it is indeed his fault, but I did not insist on giving it away myself, so It's my fault, and as the consignor of the last section of transportation, you also have some responsibilities, so the three of us can only compensate the owner of the cargo. "

Smith felt a little confused.

I can understand every sentence, but why do I feel that the meaning of every sentence I understand is wrong? Why should Congressman Simmons lose money now? .??.

Smith was puzzled, but Councilman Simmons nodded and said: "Well, we should compensate the owner of the cargo for the loss. As Mr. Smith's partner, we should compensate if the gold is lost. So how much should I pay?"

Gao Guang waved his hand and said: "Proportionally speaking, let's pay half. Proportionally speaking, it's a bit too much, but what about the compensation method? Well, the cargo owner lost gold, so we should compensate the gold, but we can't do it in a short time. Sixty tons of gold were found inside, but I don’t think this is a problem for you, the congressman. I wonder if you, the congressman, can help you find enough gold? If we pay half of it, we will pay you 1.5 billion US dollars. I don’t know if you, the congressman, agree. What about this plan?”

Simmons thought for a moment and said: "I'll pay half. Well, it's a little too much. I mean you paid a little too much. How about this, I'll compensate the owner for 60% of the loss, and you'll be responsible for the remaining 40%." Well, you pay me 1.2 billion U.S. dollars, and I will help you find enough gold sources. All the gold will be in place within a week. Can you accept it?"

50% to 40%?

Smith couldn't help but have a look of surprise on his face again. He still had the same feeling. He could clearly understand every sentence, but why couldn't he understand it? Why did this thing start to develop in the opposite direction?

Gao Guang smiled slightly and said: "Thank you, Congressman, for your generosity. Then the funds will be available within a week, and you will pay when the goods are delivered." Gao Guang said with confidence, as if it is natural to pay the money and deliver the goods.

Is this a sale? Shit, it's like redeeming someone from a kidnapper. Have you ever seen a kidnapper who would agree to release someone first and collect the money later? Smith was really afraid that Simmons would be angry, so he overturned all the favorable conditions he had given him in anger.

But did Smith expect that Simmons actually laughed and said cheerfully: "Okay, that's it." Is this okay? Is this okay? Fax, Simons and his whole family, is this even possible?

Gao Guang immediately said: "Thank you, Congressman, for your generosity."

"Haha, you should. When it comes to cooperation, you should be more sincere. Mr. Schmidt, you are a bit too young. I think you should be elected as a member of the parliament after you turn thirty-five."

Gao Guang smiled and said helplessly: "First of all, it will take at least ten years before I turn thirty-five. And my skin color makes it inconvenient for me to be elected as a member of Congress, because I don't have much appeal in constituencies with many Asians." ”

Simmons shook his head, then waved his hands and said: "No, no, no, age can't help it, but ten years have passed quickly. As for skin color, the House of Representatives needs diversity. Skin color will not be an obstacle to you. Who dares to oppose you?" , that’s racial discrimination.”

Speaking of racial discrimination, Simmons suddenly said: "People attacked me for being racist, but you saw that the person I greeted at the door was a nigger. What, am I racist?"

Gao Guang didn't know what to say. After thinking about it, he said seriously: "There are two kinds of people I hate the most. First, racists. Second, black people. Third, idiots who can't read."

Simmons laughed so hard that he almost burst into tears. Then he patted his thigh and said, "Yes, yes, you are right, hahaha."

Gao Guang did not laugh, but said seriously: "Fortunately, the Congressman is not a racist person, otherwise I would hate you, but since you are not racist, we will definitely be able to cooperate happily."

Smith: ".

His inner activities had come to a standstill, and Smith couldn't think of anything else.

If you really pretend to be a white glove, you can't say that you are a white glove. If you are not a white glove, you must say that you are a white glove. You obviously want to keep half of it for Simmons, but you say you want him to pay half. You should obviously give the money to others. When people want to return the things, they have to pay and deliver the goods.

It's no wonder that Smith doesn't understand. If he could really keep up with the rhythm of these two people, if he really understood the mystery of what is virtual and what is real, he would not have ended up like this.