Chapter 1622: The King of Drama Kings (Big Chapter)

Far East Trump in New York is currently negotiating solemnly with the US government.

A small piece of flesh on his left arm was also wiped off by a stray bullet. Although it was not particularly serious, if you imagine that the bullet penetrated the thick Soviet-style military uniform coat, you will know that he is also very dangerous this time.

His left hand was wrapped around his neck with a snow-white bandage, and he was wearing a Soviet-style military uniform coat. Standing in front of the mourning hall set up in the Soviet Consulate General in New York, he said solemnly to the visiting US Foreign Ministry officials: "You must hand over the murderer and return the bodies of our two chiefs. They are Soviets, loyal fighters of our party and country, and should be buried in our Revolutionary Martyrs Cemetery in Moscow."

The American diplomat smiled awkwardly but politely and said: "Mr. Peter, there is something strange about this matter. Please believe us, we have no reason to assassinate them."

"Why should we believe you?" The chill on Far East Ace's face was almost freezing to death, his eyes were sharp and unruly, full of sarcasm and disdain, "Is it based on your ever-changing Twitter president? Or is it based on your CIA's worldwide reputation? Dirty reputation?"

"Mr. Peter, we understand your feelings, but please don't insult our president." American diplomats can't stand it anymore, don't they want to lose face?

But there is such a president who tweets every day and deletes his last tweet at every turn, what can they do?

They couldn't even refute the words of Deputy Consul General Peter.

Because if they deny it, I believe that people can take out screenshots and slap their faces in minutes.

Far East Ace sneered and put his hands behind his back, "What's the matter? I just said a word, and you can't take it anymore? ——The reputation of your president is more important than the life of our chief, right? But that's for you Word."

"And for us, our own lives are much more important than the reputation of your president." Far Eastern Ace stretched his uninjured right hand forward, and said with a straight face: "If you have nothing else to say, please go back Bar."

Among the visiting officials of the US Department of Foreign Affairs, there is a diplomat who once served as a visiting professor at Harvard University's Kennedy School of Political Science.

He was very old, and his hair was silver and white, but his face was rosy and natural, and he was full of energy.

But now there is a sad look on his face.

He walked up to the trump card of the Far East and said very sincerely: "Mr. Peter, what we said is true. Mr. Yelisin and Mr. Gorbachev were my best students. They determined to make the advanced system of the United States Introduced to the Soviet Union. This time we came here, we met with them many times, just to..."

"Mr. Platini! Since they don't believe us, we don't need to waste our saliva anymore." A medium-sized American diplomat suddenly interrupted the former visiting professor of Harvard University, "We should go."

The elderly Mr. Platini stopped talking with some guilt, and said awkwardly: "...Actually, they passed away. For us, it is a greater loss than for you."

"What do you mean? They are state-level officials of our Soviet Union. Why do you say that their death is a greater loss to you?!"

Ace of the Far East clearly grasped the loophole in the words of the former visiting professor, and asked without delay, "What do you mean? Could it be that what they did for you in the United States is more important than what they did for us in the Soviet Union?!"

The meaning of these words is deep, almost asking these two Soviet state-level officials whether they are treasonous...

"Mr. Peter, don't talk nonsense!" The medium-sized diplomat who stopped Professor Platini just now clearly understood the meaning of Far East Ace.

His face was darkened, his brows were tightly frowned, and he tried his best to win respect and said: "I understand your feelings. The death of Mr. Yelisin and Mr. Gorbashev is definitely a great loss for you, and it is also a great loss for world peace." That said, it is also a major loss.”

"I don't even understand it anymore." Ace of the Far East stared aggressively at the medium-sized American diplomat.

If he read correctly, this person's real identity should be an agent of the CIA, because his vigilance and behavior habits gave him a very familiar feeling.

That is the subconscious vigilance raised by peers when encountering peers.

Of course, the disguise of the Far Eastern Ace is stronger.

He didn't arouse any vigilance from that American colleague, he only regarded him as a diplomat sent by the Soviet Union like a son and son.

Because according to the information obtained by the CIA, the Far East trump card Mr. Peter Huo Shaoheng, his grandmother used to be a Soviet diplomat.

The diplomatic system of the Soviet Union was based on a hereditary succession system rather than merit-based admissions, so these Americans did not take this beautiful Deputy Consul General Peter seriously.

The American diplomat said calmly: "Because of their deaths, your top leader, Mr. Pushin, has threatened to expel our diplomats, even at the cost of fighting. So I say, their deaths are a great deal to world peace." loss."

Ace of the Far East sneered, raised his head halfway and said, "You handed over the body of our chief and sent us back to Moscow with a national gift in front of the whole world. I believe this matter has nothing to do with your government. Otherwise, it is war." Yes and, just in my mind!"

The American diplomat of medium stature almost looked at the Far East Trump Card with contempt, thinking that this is really a piece of shit with a golden appearance and a low profile. What's the use of asking for a national gift?

Besides, is it necessary for them to detain the bodies of two Soviet officials?

They were worth a lot when they were alive, but now that they're all dead, all that value goes to zero.

Withholding the corpse again will arouse the anger of the top leader of the Soviet Union, Pushin, maybe they are really going to launch missiles...

The fighting nation is so tough.

Life and death are bearish, and if you don't accept it, you will do it.

They Americans are not so reckless.

So he sighed and said, "Don't worry, I'll go back and negotiate with the police station now, and make sure to return the bodies of the two heads of yours as soon as possible. Also, regarding the matter of sending them off as a national gift, I will Ask the President immediately."

Far East Ace snorted arrogantly and said, "You don't need a national gift to send our chief back to China, so I'll stay here and not leave!"

A look of disdain flashed in the eyes of the medium-sized American diplomat.

But Peter's next sentence made him completely defeated: "...I still want to tweet every day and confront your president head-on!"

U.S. officials are not afraid of anything now, but they are afraid that the president will fight with others on Twitter...

Of course ordinary people dare not break up with the President of the United States, but those who dare to break up with the President of the United States are not ordinary people.

"Mr. Peter, please calm down! We will arrange the state ceremony immediately!"

By this time, American diplomats had little leverage to negotiate with Soviet diplomats.

To put it bluntly, the two chiefs have already died. What bargaining chip do they use to negotiate terms with the Soviets?

Now the whole world is condemning the negligence of the Americans, which led to the death of two Soviet state-level officials.

Under the insistence of the Far East trump card and the combination of soft and hard, the US government can't wait to drive them away.

...

A few days later, they left New York, USA and returned to Moscow, Soviet Union. It was a snowy day.

The special plane from the Soviet Union landed slowly at New York Airport.

The honor guard and military band sent by the U.S. government played the Soviet national anthem in the heavy snow. The U.S. president brought his foreign ministry officials to the airport in person and sent their group, including the coffins of the two heads of state, to the plane.

Among the snowflakes flying all over the sky, only the Soviet airliner could take off on time.

They flew across the ocean, and after more than ten hours, they finally returned to Moscow.

Pushin held a grand state funeral for the two dead officials here.

Huaxia TV also broadcast the state funeral live.

Gu Nianzhi saw on TV that the coffins of the two officials were buried under the banner of sickles and axes, and felt an indescribable sense of absurdity in his heart.

And no matter how she watched it on TV, she didn't see the picture of Deputy Consul General Peter who was said to be returning home with the plane.

Not a single shot.

...

Gu Nianzhi was a little restless, in order to divert her attention, she nestled in her home and looked through the internal files of Qin's Private Hospital that Lu Jin had downloaded for her.

It's a pity that only less than one-tenth of it was downloaded, and there are not many things.

And from the current point of view, there is nothing really worth noting.

It has to be said that Qin's Private Hospital has developed from a small private clinic to a large private hospital chain group all over the world in the past few decades, and its internal management is still very formal and strict.

She also found nothing illegal.

The only downside seems to be that it is too expensive.

But expensive things are different from person to person.

They run a private hospital, not a charity, of course for profit.

There is no forced buying or selling, it's just Jiang Taigong fishing, and those who wish to take the bait.

So this can't really be said to be its shortcoming.

It can only be said that its operators are very business-minded. They not only open private hospitals to treat patients and save people, but also make huge profits from them. In fact, from this perspective, Qin's private hospitals and the public society are a win-win relationship.

Gu Nianzhi concentrated on studying the materials of Qin's private hospital for more than ten days, but found nothing.

After dinner that night, Gu Nianzhi didn't want to read those materials any more, so he hugged his little panda pillow and watched TV in the living room.

Lu Jin saw that she went to the study to "study" the materials without finishing her meal as in the previous two days, sat beside her curiously and asked, "Why didn't you go to the study? Have you finished researching the materials?"

"There is still a little left to read, but based on the information I have seen, Qin's Private Hospital Group is a very formal enterprise with high-level management, clear accounts, and compliance with laws and regulations. There are no loopholes. " Gu Nianzhi thumped the little panda pillow in his arms with some annoyance.

Lu Jin smiled, "Don't worry, it's only one-tenth."

Lu Yuan came over with a plate of fruit, put it on the coffee table in front of Gu Nianzhi, and said with a smile: "That's right. Such a big listed company has been in business for decades and is well-known at home and abroad, even if there are loopholes How could it be possible for you to find it out in two days? ——If there was such a loophole, it would have been killed in the stock market long ago."

The capital market is so cruel, if you are not careful, you will be killed in the stock market.

Therefore, for profit-making companies that can exist in the stock market for decades, internal management is indeed very strict.

Because if you are not strict, you will be taught to be a person by capital, and the end will be as uncomfortable as cutting flesh and bones.

Gu Nianzhi let out a sigh of relief, feeling better, and nodded hurriedly, "Thank you Mr. Lu for your guidance. If there is something I don't understand about business management in the future, can I ask Mr. Lu for advice?"

"I dare not, if you have any doubts, we can discuss it together." Lu Yuan said with a smile, very generous and modest.

Lu Jin curled his lips, a little unwilling, but said helplessly: "Boss Lu, you can't hide your secrets. You have to answer honestly when Nianzhi asks you, and you can't play tricks on her, let alone fool her." she."

Lu Yuan withdrew his smile, lowered his head and took a sip of the Pu'er he made himself, and said flatly, "In your heart, is this the kind of person I am?"

"That must be! You are a proper profiteer! Otherwise, how could our company make so much money?!" Lu Jin said happily, and his mood improved again.

He is really not good at business management. In this area, he completely relied on Lu Yuan's business ability to run their small network security company so well that it only took a dozen years to develop into a large listed company.

Gu Nianzhi couldn't laugh or cry, and shook his head, "Dad, are you praising Mr. Lu, or are you hurting Mr. Lu? How can you talk like that? Fortunately, you and Mr. Lu have been friends for more than ten years, otherwise we would have changed each other." Others, turn your face immediately."

Lu Yuan couldn't help laughing, and pointed at Gu Nianzhi with his finger, "You, I'd better help your father talk. In this way, if I want to turn my face, am I embarrassed to turn my face?"

"How can it be?!" Gu Nianzhi smiled like a flower, "Mr. Lu has a big heart. If he was really angry, he would have broken off relations with my father more than ten years ago. How could he be a good friend and partner until now?"

How many people can share adversity, but cannot share wealth.

How many people believe in "Easy to change wives, rich to change friends".

The fact that they are still partners and close friends after all these years of ups and downs has proven their unbreakable friendship.

Lu Jin nodded again and again, "Boss Lu has no other advantages, but he does have a good temper. No matter how you say it, he is never angry, and he never turns against anyone."

Lu Yuan lost his temper by the father and daughter, so he had to point them a few times with his fingers, and said with a smile: "You father and daughter say good things and bad things. I am alone, but I can't do it with the two of you."

When Gu Nianzhi heard this, his heart moved, his dark jade-like pupils rolled around, pretending to be calm, and tentatively asked: "...Lonely and widowed? No way? Mr. Lu, you are so outstanding, I don't believe it You don't have a confidante!"

Lu Yuan raised his head and laughed, revealing his snow-white teeth and the delicate curvature of his jaw. Although he is old, the fine lines around his eyes are not old, but have a different charm.

"A confidante? I'm so old, how can there be a woman who wants me? Think about it, you think highly of me, Uncle."

"Uncle was joking. You are in your prime. I believe that as long as you think about it, high-quality beauties who are willing to live with you can line up from the second ring road to the third ring road."

"Only from the second ring to the third ring? Think about it, in your eyes, Boss Lu's charm is only this little?" Lu Jin followed along with a smile, forked a piece of golden cantaloupe with a small fork and handed it to Gu Nianzhi. , while saying: "Open your mouth."

Gu Nianzhi opened his mouth and bit off the cantaloupe.

The honey-like sweet taste made her squint her eyes and eat with satisfaction.

After eating, she wiped her mouth with a paper towel and said with a smile: "I'm talking about high-quality beauties. There are not many such people, so the total is only from the second ring to the third ring. As for Ordinary beauties, who wants so many rotten peach blossoms? Right, Mr. Lu?"

Her last words were addressed to Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan smiled calmly and didn't speak, letting the father and daughter make fun of him.

After a while, he naturally changed the subject and said, "It's the twelfth lunar month now, and the Chinese New Year will be in ten days. Where do you want to go this year to celebrate the Chinese New Year?"

"Don't you want to travel abroad?" Lu Jin hurriedly said, "Caribbean? We have an island over there, we can take a vacation."

Gu Nianzhi's heart moved, and she really wanted to agree, but she thought that if she went abroad, what would that unidentified Far Eastern trump card come to her?

She hugged her little panda pillow and smiled softly, and said, "If you celebrate the Chinese New Year, don't go out. For our first Lunar New Year, it's better to be more traditional."

Lu Jin nodded again and again, "Okay! Let's be more traditional."

He turned his head to look at Lu Yuan, and said, "Boss Lu, cook another Buddha jumping over the wall to celebrate the New Year?"

Gu Nianzhi chuckled, and when he bent down, he heard the phone ringing, picked it up and saw that it was the number of Far East Ace.

What she remarked to him was: "The King of Drama Kings".

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This is today's big chapter: Chapter 1622 "King of the King of Drama".

No more at night.

I have to work overtime today.

Hey guys, little angels~~~

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