Chapter 2908
The Cover-Up
Chapter 2908 The Cover-Up
Japanese islands.
Jonard looked at the financial statements handed to him, his face showing anger.
Looking up at the manager in front of him, he asked, "What's going on? Our buildings are so nice, why isn't anyone buying them?"
"Tell me, why isn't anyone buying it?"
"Also, why hasn't the cinema I asked you to build been completed yet?"
"This is an important way for us to attract customers. Do I really need to teach you this myself?"
"Damn it, are you even from the economics department?"
The manager standing below had a blank expression and dared not speak.
He is indeed a graduate of the School of Economics, and he was one of the top students in the school.
But when he applied for the job, he wanted to make waves on Wall Street. Who knew he would come back to sell buildings in Japan?
Although the women here are very enthusiastic, enthusiasm can't put food on the table. He still needs to earn money and has a bright future.
He doesn't want to be a real estate sales manager for the rest of his life.
With that thought in mind, the manager made up his mind and took out a resignation letter from his pocket. "Mr. Jonard, I'm sorry to have let you down."
"This is my resignation letter. Thank you very much."
He placed his resignation letter on the table and then turned to leave.
My salary was settled yesterday, so I'll leave it for today; consider it a free gift.
patter
The door closed, and Jonard immediately grabbed the resignation letter and threw it on the ground. "Bullshit, do you think we can't do without you?"
"Resign, and I'll make sure you never find a job again."
"With your level of skill, you'll never find a good job; with your attitude, you'll never amount to anything."
"Trash, you piece of shit, you should be thrown into the Pacific Ocean."
Jonard was furious in his office, venting all his anger on the resigning manager.
Why is it that when everyone is building houses together, other houses are in short supply?
Why is it that other people have already made a lot of money before their houses have even been built, but what about him?
The houses are all built, but not many people are buying them. Who the hell can I ask for a reason?
"Damn Dina, damn bitch."
Jonard suddenly remembered his colleague next door, the one who spread rumors that the house used to be a chemical plant, claiming that the toxic substances from the chemical plant would affect children's growth and be harmful to the human body.
That's pure fabrication.
It is a chemical plant, but when they were building the building, they dug out the soil from five meters below. The soil they are using now is all good soil dug out from the power plant, so how could it be harmful?
So abominable.
They even said there were problems with their houses. Why don't they say there are problems with their own houses? The building materials were clearly demolished from Kosaka Castle, but they insist they were imported from abroad.
A bunch of sons of bitches.
Jonard was so angry he wanted to slam his fist on the table.
The little bit of fun I was finally having 'making money' was ruined by these guys.
crunch
Just then, the door opened. Jonard, with his back to the door, assumed the manager had changed his mind and, without turning around, coldly shouted, "What's the use of coming back? Get out!"
He turned around gracefully after speaking, only to find his female secretary standing there, at a loss for what to do.
In an instant, seeing the other woman's charming face and hot figure, Jonard immediately stood up awkwardly, "Oh, no, no, no, Ms. Aisha, I wasn't talking about you."
"You know, that rude guy just now really annoyed me."
"He has now been fired, fired without paying a single penny."
"His incompetence cost me a lot of money, so firing him was a wise decision."
As Jonard spoke, he walked to the female secretary's side, trying his best to maintain a gentlemanly demeanor.
Ever since the female secretary successfully joined the company, he has been trying to win her over.
Unfortunately, the other party's work was so excellent that there was no way to find fault with it. In addition, she was beautiful and charming, so she would be sought after by many people wherever she went.
That's why he has always maintained his restraint.
“Mr. Jonard, you don’t need to explain much.”
Aisha gave a warm smile. "I know you are a very gentle boss, and you only get angry when something really goes too far."
"It's not your fault."
Elsa spoke earnestly, which deeply moved Jonard.
"Elsa, you really are a good girl."
Jonard was so touched that he reached out to take her hand, but Claire subtly took a half-step back and then handed him the document on her chest.
"Boss, this is a document that needs your signature. Please take a look."
Although he didn't get what he wanted, Jonard was still happy to take the documents, and he knew in his heart that he would win this girl over sooner or later.
As for the woman at home, it doesn't matter. Successful men like them all have a few lovers, don't they?
As long as the girl accepts, that's fine.
Upon opening the file, Jonard's initial joy immediately turned into seriousness.
"Oh my god, have they finally given up?"
As Jonard muttered to himself, Aisha immediately perked up her ears.
"Oh, hahaha."
A moment later, Jonard burst into laughter like a child.
"I knew it, I knew it."
"Why bother with real estate? Trade is what I'm best at."
"That'll be at least a million."
"Resale it for a million, more than you can earn buying an apartment."
Then, looking at Aisha, Jonard reached out and pulled her into his arms. At that moment, Aisha did not struggle, but Jonard revealed a triumphant smile.
He breathed a sigh of relief; the mission was finally complete, and he could finally enjoy himself.
Night falls.
Jonard, exhausted from a night's work, fell fast asleep, but Elsa on the bed opened her eyes, then took a small syringe from the seam of the bed and subtly inserted it into Jonard's arm.
A moment later, Jonard began to snore.
At that moment, Elsa got out of bed, wrapped herself in her pajamas, and quickly walked to the door.
A moment later, a car pulled up downstairs.
Aisha opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat.
"We came out a little late this time."
A Mediterranean man in the driver's seat glanced at it, then quickly looked away, and spoke in a cool voice.
Elsa pulled her pajamas tighter, perhaps because of the cold, deliberately revealing her alluring curves, and then explained, "This man drank two packets of medicinal wine, do you think I could have gotten down early?" A clicking sound came from the driver's seat, as if expressing envy, before he asked directly, "Have you figured out what happened to him?"
Aisha nodded. "It's basically confirmed. He's a complete fool who thinks he's getting a great deal, but in reality, everything he sends is just freebies for others."
"I must say, the businessmen of your United States are really something else; there's nothing they wouldn't dare to do."
Upon hearing Aisha's words, the driver scoffed, "Miss Alyosha, the United States is yours now."
Elsa shrugged. "Mr. Smith, so you mean I passed this test?"
Smith shook his head. "Whether it passes or not is not up to me. It requires the director's approval!"
To everyone's surprise, Elsa laughed and said, "Mr. Smith, are you joking?"
"Everyone knows you're the director's right-hand man; your words can directly influence the director's judgment."
"Besides, you and that Secretary Mengsha are quite close!"
After saying this, Smith's eyes suddenly turned cold and sharp.
"Alyosha, is this how the League trained you?"
"Don't you know that some things, if spoken aloud, can kill a person?"
Smith's eyes were cold, but Alyosha was not afraid at all.
"What, am I that much worse than Mengsha?"
As he spoke, he leaned forward, almost lying on top of Smith.
It has to be said that both of them have equally hot figures.
Moreover, compared to her, Mengsha is slightly inferior in some aspects.
The next moment, Smith raised his hand and pushed the other person into the seat, then took an envelope out of his pocket.
"The director means you should continue to stay by his side; wherever he goes, you go!"
"Also, you need to keep an eye on his connections with the Pentagon. Our people have discovered that he wants to make contact with China."
Alyosha took the envelope, a hint of impatience on her face.
"Why send an outsider like me to handle something so important?"
Smith shook his head. "It's precisely because you're an outsider that you're suited for this mission!"
Alyosha's expression remained unchanged, but she became wary inwardly.
She could guess some of what the task was about.
The last successful transaction with China caused the United States to begin to shift its stance.
This publicity campaign also gave the opposing side an absolute advantage in the votes.
However, the situation in Annam is now worse than expected, prompting the opposing camp to once again call for the war to continue to the end.
This has made the situation in the United States even more unpredictable.
"okay, I get it!"
Alyosha had no choice but to accept the envelope, open it, glance at it, and then toss it to Smith.
After saying that, he left the car and walked into the house.
A moment later, back in the house, Alyosha lay on the bed, her eyes revealing a coldness.
She doesn't regret leaving the league.
But when she arrived in the United States, she discovered that the infighting here was worse than in the Alliance.
At least there are still some people in the league who are striving and making sacrifices for lofty ideals.
But here, you either serve this capital or you serve another capital.
So-called 'freedom' is nothing more than a game of make-believe in a bowl of capitalism, a binary choice between two options.
At that moment, she felt a pang of regret.
Meanwhile, Smith drove away and immediately returned to his base.
Before long, the intelligence was transmitted to the United States.
Smith lit a cigarette, his mind drifting back to the work he had been doing recently.
He originally wanted to be a pure person, someone who would make serving the United States his life's work.
But now, Mengsha's appearance has created a slight distance between him and his close companions, although this distance comes from within himself.
But every time I receive an order from the other party, a thought always comes to mind.
Is this a trap?
That's secondary. The most important thing is that those of them who used to work in intelligence were required to maintain a neutral stance.
But now, Lawrence has surprisingly chosen to bet on one side.
This made him very uneasy.
Because past experience has taught him that choosing the wrong side comes at a price.
The best approach is to remain neutral and simply do your job well.
Call ~
Smoke billowed out, and Smith sighed deeply before going inside.
At that moment, a telegram arrived from the United States. Smith looked at Lawrence's instructions and sighed again.
"Is that really necessary?"
The next day, Jonard continued to oversee real estate work at the company. At noon, he invited Alyosha to lunch, and then they went sightseeing in the afternoon. It wasn't until evening that he met with the Chinese foreign trade personnel. Throughout the entire process, Jonard, who had achieved his goal, kept Alyosha by his side.
They even let him watch the bargaining process with foreign trade personnel.
Alyosha stayed by her side, constantly refilling her teacups and pouring water, and then she memorized the whole process.
For three days in a row, Alyosha stayed by Jonard's side without leaving him, and every night she would go to report to Smith.
What surprised her was that Jonard really was a businessman!
After constant haggling and employing various negotiation techniques, they finally sold a generator set with a capacity of 1.2 million kilowatts for 1.5 million US dollars. As for the other Jonard generator set, they also wanted to buy it, but the Chinese side said to test the product first, and if it was good, they would buy it.
Jonard was very dissatisfied. After the deal was completed, Jonard immediately contacted the people of South Goguryeo, wanting to sell them the remaining one.
However, his asking price of three million US dollars scared the other party into saying they would discuss it, but nothing came of it.
When she asked why there was such a big price difference, he actually said it was because he could earn more money from China.
For Southern Goguryeo, all they could offer was money.
At first he didn't understand, but when he saw the items being traded, he realized that he had gotten a ton of cephalosporin antibiotics from China, which is a life-saving drug that money can't buy.
It should be noted that, due to Kosaka Castle, this anti-inflammatory drug is no longer available on the market. The medicines provided by China have been completely siphoned off by the upper echelons of the Japanese islands, with very little remaining circulating in the market.
As a result, the price of a box of cephalosporin antibiotics has increased thirtyfold compared to last year.
This has allowed smugglers in Hong Kong and Macau to make a fortune.
This guy can make several million from just this one ton of medicine.
This guy looks like a businessman; he doesn't seem like the type to do anything that would affect diplomatic relations between the two countries.
Now, she's starting to have doubts about Smith and Lawrence's arrangements.
These two guys must have been tricked.