Chapter 1691: Red Romance

"Press this, it's to turn it on."

"Press this, it's to turn it off."

Panasonic's beautiful female public relations officer taught Li Xuewu hand-in-hand how to use the television remote control.

Yukichi Matsuno stood to the side, watching their interaction with a smile.

Liu Bin, who was also in the exhibition hall, felt a bit envious. Every time this happened, he would sigh in his heart: Being a leader is really damn good!

"Is this light-sensitive or sound-sensitive?"

Li Xuewu didn't seem to notice the contempt in the female public relations officer's eyes. He played with her for a while, then turned his head and asked Yukichi Matsuno, leaving him stunned.

"What you are using now is an ultrasonic remote control."

The accompanying technical engineer was quite simple and answered, "This is the latest remote control technology."

"Heh, how is it the latest?"

Li Xuewu glanced at him and said, "It's been almost 20 years since Robert Adler invented the ultrasonic remote control, right?"

He pulled his hand away from the female public relations officer's, handed the remote control to her casually, smiled, and nodded, saying, "Thank you."

"Uh... that, you're welcome."

The female public relations officer hadn't reacted yet. The Chinese person in front of her was clearly a country bumpkin, so how did he suddenly start discussing technology?

"Are you working on infrared remote control technology?" Li Xuewu ignored her, stood up from the sofa, walked to the front of the television, indicated to the engineer standing to the side, and said, "Please help me take it apart, can you?"

"Ah? That—this—"

The engineer was also a bit confused. Just look at it, so why suddenly take the television apart?

He looked at Yukichi Matsuno. Yukichi Matsuno raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "I didn't expect Mr. Li to be an electrical technology expert."

"How can I be considered an expert?" Li Xuewu turned his head to look at him and said with a smile, "Like you, it's nothing more than being in a management position, so one needs to understand a little bit of everything."

"No problem, take it apart and let Mr. Li take a look," Yukichi Matsuno raised his hand to indicate, "Our television technology is very mature."

This last sentence was said to Li Xuewu, meaning he wasn't afraid of Li Xuewu looking, and even less afraid of him stealing the technology.

The manifestation of mature technology is that I can do it, but you can't. Even if you can do it, you aren't as good as me, and the cost of doing it well is higher than mine.

Li Xuewu didn't seem to hear it. He watched the two engineers come up and take it apart skillfully. Very quickly, he saw the internal structure of the television.

It's just now; if one saw this thing in later generations, it would have to be collected as an antique—a display monitor shaped like a big pot, with a little nub on the butt, which is the picture tube that will break after a long time.

"Is your color picture tube produced by yourself?"

Li Xuewu squatted in front of the television, observed the internal structure of the television carefully using the position the engineer made way for, and asked while looking, "Is overseas assembly or have all components achieved overseas production?"

"Of course we produce it ourselves." Yukichi Matsuno was also from a technical background. Seeing Li Xuewu could put down his status and squat there, he also walked over and squatted beside Li Xuewu, pointing to the structure inside to introduce to Li Xuewu.

"Others also include decoders, oscillators, correction circuits, matrix circuits, and color adjustment circuits. These are all produced by ourselves."

He pointed to general components such as screws and antennas and introduced, "These are purchased from outside, because there are unified manufacturing standards, which can appropriately reduce production costs."

"We can currently only produce black and white televisions."

Li Xuewu knew the gap, but he didn't feel lost or discouraged, but said frankly, "But we have already achieved independent production of components."

"Things like picture tubes, high-frequency heads, and high-voltage packages—the technology is still introduced from your Japan."

"It's the technology provided by Sanhe Corporation, right?"

Seeing that he didn't avoid this topic, Yukichi Matsuno thought for a moment and then explained, "There is still a difference between technology and technology."

He pointed to the high-voltage package in the television and explained, "Just take it, for example. You must know its function; it is to provide high-voltage current to the picture tube."

"But in terms of manufacturing process, we at Panasonic dare to say we are number one in the world. Sanhe definitely wouldn't dare to compare with us."

"Mm, I believe your words."

Li Xuewu nodded seriously and said, "Possessing a larger market means possessing more resources to invest in research and development."

"And mastering research and development can reduce production costs, achieve technical leading advantages, and thus reach a closed loop of controlling the market."

"Actually, there is a sentence I have always wanted to ask," Yukichi Matsuno hesitated for a moment, looked at him, and asked, "Why did you choose to cooperate with Sanhe?"

"Mm? How?" Li Xuewu turned his head to look at him with amusement and asked, "Is there anything unreasonable?"

"That's not it..." Yukichi Matsuno looked at him. He had words, but didn't say them; after all, there were many people on the scene.

Li Xuewu also nodded, indicating he knew he had words to say, but also understood that it wasn't convenient to say them at this time.

Through short communication and exchange, the two had already established a certain tacit understanding. It wouldn't be too late to talk about some things when they were in private.

As for whether Yukichi Matsuno wanted to say good things or bad things about Sanhe, there was no need to consider it. As the little black fatty said, peers are the real enemies.

Yukichi Matsuno took Li Xuewu and his group to see black electronics first, then white electronics, and popularized the Panasonic electrical appliance family by comparison.

Li Xuewu was very interested, and he also understood the basic knowledge here very well, so he wasn't here to watch the fun.

Having learned the lesson from the public relations lady when watching the television, the engineers behind him all had serious expressions when they heard him ask questions.

Yukichi Matsuno didn't care about his trick of playing the pig to eat the tiger. Being able to become a person in charge of a group in China is not easy.

Even at Panasonic, it is very difficult for someone like the President who relies on his son-in-law status to rise to the top.

One must coordinate family relationships and satisfy the needs of work ability, receiving stricter tests and emphasis everywhere.

During his nap, he even took time to understand what qualities and conditions are needed to become an enterprise person in charge in China.

Without understanding, he couldn't imagine how amazing it was that Li Xuewu was so young but could reach his current position.

So playing the pig to eat the tiger is just a manifestation of wisdom and maturity. This move can make Panasonic people dare not look down on him anymore.

Everyone thought he was a lecher, but didn't expect him to be a player.

"We also make vacuum cleaners, rice cookers, and electric fans, especially in overseas markets where we do more and better."

On the way back, Yukichi Matsuno introduced with interest, "We are preparing to list on the New York Stock Exchange, so we organized the situation and data of overseas markets. I didn't expect it to be used now."

"How is your market in Southeast Asia?" Li Xuewu glanced at the urban scenery of Osaka outside the window, turned his head, and asked, "The rise of Singapore's electronics industry—is the impact on you big?"

"Mm, how should I put it." Yukichi Matsuno thought for a moment and explained, "Our understanding of the market and brand is not fixed to a region."

"We are creating excellent industrial brands while reducing production costs. For example, Panasonic is very popular in the United States."

"So you want to set up a factory in Taoyuan to offset this production cost?"

Li Xuewu wouldn't be led by his rhythm. He still maintained the original direction and asked, "How do you see the market of Yazhi Electric in Southeast Asia?"

"Actually, I wanted to say it when I was in the exhibition hall," Yukichi Matsuno took a breath and said seriously, "Sanhe is not a good cooperation partner."

"Mm, how do you say that?" Li Xuewu also looked at him very seriously and asked, "Can you tell me?"

"It's nothing. Just treat it as us chatting." Yukichi Matsuno paused, as if thinking about something, "I shouldn't say these things."

But you have already said them. Li Xuewu didn't speak, but continued to wait for his following words, because he knew the other party would definitely want to say them.

"Sanhe's means of competing for the market in Southeast Asia, in Japan, in South Korea, and even in North America are very despicable."

Yukichi Matsuno frowned and said, "If it were just a form of price war, as the person in charge of Panasonic, I wouldn't say anything."

"Because as long as the production cost is low, anyone can fight a price war."

He raised his eyebrows and said, "But they have no bottom line. On one hand, they fight a price war, and on the other hand, they want to create news to slander the products of competitors."

"As long as any electrical appliance company bumps into their new products or new activities, they will definitely create fake news to influence consumers."

"You are Panasonic," Li Xuewu asked with some surprise, "Don't tell me even you would be afraid of them?"

"We aren't afraid; we are disgusted."

Yukichi Matsuno looked at Li Xuewu, sighed helplessly, and said, "Last year our promotion activity bumped into each other, and that Kenichi Nishida actually arranged for people to slander that our rice cookers had pathogenic elements."

"Then do your rice cookers have problems?"

Li Xuewu asked curiously, "If there are no problems, you can promote in reverse and sue the other party."

"What's the use? That consumer did buy our rice cooker and did get cancer, but these were later confirmed to have nothing to do with us."

Yukichi Matsuno spread his hands and said, "But it caused public opinion influence at the time, and our promotion activity ended up with nothing."

"When we confirmed our innocence, everything was over. We lost a large number of customers and performance. This is what Kenichi Nishida did."

"Then this person's character is really no good."

Li Xuewu said with deep feeling, "I don't like him either, especially a while ago, he caused us a lot of trouble."

"I have already heard." Yukichi Matsuno asked curiously, "Did he really blow up your ship?"

"Not only that," Li Xuewu said with a gloomy face, "There were also 6 East German engineers on the ship."

"Mm, he is completely capable of doing this kind of thing." Yukichi Matsuno nodded knowingly and said, "His reputation in the Japanese electronics industry circle has already been swept away."

"But Sanhe has made it," Li Xuewu reminded Yukichi Matsuno, "Is Sanhe Panasonic's biggest competitor now?"

"Only in the low-end electrical appliance market, Sanhe has caused us some trouble and distress." Yukichi Matsuno frowned and said, "But overall, they are just like this."

"You hate Sanhe, but you can't do anything about them, right?"

Li Xuewu smiled, looked ahead, and said, "Just like the case you just mentioned, you can't waste more money and energy to deal with a rascal."

"Even if you win, it's just a low-end market with low profits. If you lose, it's even less worth it."

"You said it very well," Yukichi Matsuno couldn't help but exhale, "Doesn't your China have a saying, if a dog bites you, do you still have to bite the dog?"

"Hahahaha—" Li Xuewu was also amused by his erudition. This person, although an executive of a large Japanese enterprise, his thinking is not rigid at all, humorous, and has real stuff.

When Li Xuewu came, there was only a team of seven people, but with Yukichi Matsuno of Panasonic accompanying to visit the factory, the number of people accompanying exceeded twenty.

Six cars returned to the Panasonic headquarters one after another. Before they reached the front of the building, Li Xuewu saw the reporters blocking the door from the car window.

He frowned slightly, always feeling that these people were aimed at him. It's impossible to suddenly come to Panasonic to interview anything.

Unless Konosuke Matsushita died, or Masaharu Matsushita cheated.

Neither is true; it's because his book became the focus of discussion by Japanese media in just one day.

And his other identity in the country was also exposed. An enterprise executive with multiple identities and backgrounds—isn't that the focus of news pursuit?

"Do I need help?" Seeing this, Yukichi Matsuno also knew who the reporters were aimed at. He looked at Li Xuewu and asked, "I can call security to drive these people away."

"No, this damages your image."

Li Xuewu raised his hand, looked at the reporters who were disturbed by the motorcade and cast their gazes over, and said, "I can deal with them."

He turned his head back, looked at Yukichi Matsuno, smiled, and said, "Coming to Panasonic today has already caused you a lot of trouble. I'm really sorry."

"You are a guest of Panasonic," Yukichi Matsuno emphasized very seriously, "As long as you have needs, we will definitely help."

"Thanks, I'll try." Li Xuewu looked confidently out of the car window. The motorcade had already stopped in front of the main gate, and reporters swarmed over.

They quickly found Li Xuewu's position from the motorcade, because only this car stopped directly in front of the main gate.

"Please move! Move!"

Accompanying personnel jumped down from the front and back cars one after another, trying hard to run towards this car, snatching the siege space of the reporters.

Li Xuewu didn't seem to be in a hurry, sitting in the car watching the farce outside the car window, his expression calm and composed.

Yukichi Matsuno sat beside him, observing his state, waiting for him to take the initiative to ask for help.

"Mr. Li! How do you view hegemonism?"

"Get out! You aren't welcome here!"

"Has Panasonic already started cooperation with the Red Steel Group?"

"What cooperation content have you reached?"

There were all kinds of questions. Li Xuewu even heard hysterical shouting and cursing from the car window, but it was aimed at him.

After observing for a good while—perhaps in the eyes of the people at the crowded scene outside the window, only a moment passed—but Li Xuewu was already prepared.

Borrowing the space in front of the car door pushed open by the staff, Li Xuewu pushed the car door hard and skillfully drilled out of the car.

As if afraid of missing anything, Yukichi Matsuno also got off from the other side, but his gaze was fixed on Li Xuewu, wanting to see his performance.

How exactly is this young man going to handle this scene and situation? The time to test him has arrived.

"I say, listen to me."

Li Xuewu was blocked in front of the car door, watching these people shouting messily for a good while. The sound became smaller, and only then did he finally speak.

"You ask like this, I don't know who to answer, and I can't hear your questions clearly."

"Listen to me finish!" He grabbed in front of those reporters, pointed his finger at the other party who was about to ask a question, and emphasized, "I came to Panasonic today to meet Mr. Yukichi Matsuno. Originally, there was no interview arrangement."

"But you have already come, and I don't want to affect Yukichi Matsuno's work, so I can only answer three of your questions."

Li Xuewu pointed his finger again and said, "Whoever I point to, that person asks. After three questions, you all leave."

He didn't care what opinions others at the scene had, or what they were loudly questioning him about. He raised his hand and pointed to a young male reporter.

"You, the friend wearing glasses."

"Mr. Li, hello. I am Takagi Ryusuke, a reporter for the *Nihon Keizai Shimbun*. Have you noticed the public opinion information caused by your book *Defending Peace* this morning? What explanation do you have for this?"

"Good. First, I must emphasize that I wrote that book when I was the person in charge of the security department of the Red Steel Group. The purpose was to summarize security work experience and share it."

"Secondly, I don't know how this book came to Japan and was maliciously interpreted without basis, or even groundlessly speculated."

Li Xuewu scanned the people at the scene and emphasized, "I am making a unified explanation and statement here, and I will not answer similar questions in the future."

"If you have objections to the content of this book, please write a letter and mail it to the country. I will communicate with everyone as the author."

"Do you mean you don't admit their definition, and this book was written for the Chinese to see, right?"

"I didn't point to you. The question is invalid."

Li Xuewu glanced at the other party and ignored her proud figure. The weather was very good today, the sun was bright, and there was no need for her two headlights to shine.

"You, that young lady who has been chasing me." Li Xuewu pointed his finger casually, but pointed to Yoshiko Oshima.

And Yoshiko Oshima also had the potential to be an actor. She was stunned for a moment, as if she hadn't expected at all that she would have a chance to ask a question.

"If you have no questions, I'll change to the next one."

"I have!" Yoshiko Oshima seemed to have just reacted and asked with some panic, "What other goals or roles do your multiple identities have during this visit? Or did you come with some kind of purpose?"

"Multiple identities," Li Xuewu looked at her and said faintly, "Is it my identity as an associate professor at a certain college in China?"

"I can frankly say that in China, my work units are only these two. I don't know what your so-called multiple identities are."

He didn't care about Yoshiko Oshima's intention to supplement and said straightforwardly, "I am here to exchange and visit Japan on behalf of the Red Steel Group."

"I can frankly tell everyone that just like the pursuit of excellent craftsmanship and global influence, the pursuit of advanced technology and equipment is also a quality that every enterprise must possess."

Li Xuewu stood tall and straight. A group of reporters were all looking up at him, almost making the Yukichi Matsuno not far away disappear.

"With exchange, there is comparison. With comparison, one knows where one is not doing well enough."

He nodded slowly and continued, "Learning new technology, understanding new equipment—what is wrong with this?"

After answering this question, he also emphasized to Yoshiko Oshima, who was unwilling to give up, "Don't follow me anymore. I don't have any news for you here."

"That's not necessarily true!" Yoshiko Oshima saw everyone looking at her, raised her chin slightly, and said, "I am looking forward to the day you return empty-handed."

"I'm afraid that will disappoint you."

Li Xuewu smiled, indicated Yukichi Matsuno standing outside the crowd, and introduced, "In a while, I will go in with Mr. Matsuno to talk about the next cooperation. Perhaps if you wait a little longer, you can wait for the contract signing ceremony."

"..." Yukichi Matsuno, who was standing there watching the fun, saw everyone looking at him and was completely confused. What cooperation? What signing?

I was just watching the fun. What does it have to do with us!

"Has the Red Steel Group already reached cooperation with Panasonic Electric?"

Reporters were like chasing a big news story. Some reporters had already rushed to Yukichi Matsuno's side, holding microphones and constantly chasing and asking.

They didn't get the requirement of three questions from Yukichi Matsuno, so they asked whatever they wanted, as long as Mr. Matsuno answered one.

Li Xuewu's side was much more relaxed. He pointed his finger at the female reporter who raised her hand.

"Excuse me, you have frequently met with the main persons in charge of Nippon Steel, Honda Motor, and Panasonic Electric these three days," the female reporter asked excitedly, "Do you think the probability of reaching cooperation by doing this will be higher?"

Seeing Li Xuewu was about to speak, she raised her hand and added, "Synthetically speaking, what is your impression of Japanese industry, and what expectations do you have?"

"You asked a bit too much." Li Xuewu looked at her with feigned dissatisfaction, but in the apologetic gaze of the other party, he still answered, "Let me explain here. Frequently meeting with these enterprise persons in charge is not my wish."

He raised his hand to indicate the commissioner of the Ministry of International Trade and Industry and said, "If there were no arrangements by the Ministry of Industry, I would rather stay in Tokyo to visit the mountains and waters."

"But this is not realistic, because we are here to exchange and seek cooperation, so I must run around to enterprises related to the Red Steel Group's business."

Li Xuewu didn't forget to advertise for his group wherever he went, repeated the businesses he introduced to Yukichi Matsuno, and blinded these people's dog eyes.

"I even wanted to visit Japanese food industry enterprises. It's a pity that this itinerary is limited. I am looking forward to coming to Japan next time."

He nodded slowly and said, "As for what you asked, what is my impression of Japanese industry, I must admit that you are doing very well."

"I still have the qualification to say this sentence, because the enterprises arranged by the Ministry of Industry this time are all related to our Red Steel Group."

The reporters at the scene changed their eyes when looking at him. This person is too good at fooling; he is even better at fooling than their kind of professionals.

"Some people say we are competitors, but I want to say that the market of the world is infinite, and we can also become partners."

At this time, he looked at Yukichi Matsuno, smiled, and nodded to indicate, "Right? Mr. Matsuno?"

"Mm, let's stop here today." Yukichi Matsuno keenly felt that the atmosphere now had been controlled by Li Xuewu. Whatever he answered was wrong and passive, so he didn't answer.

"You are a liar!" Just as Yukichi Matsuno and Li Xuewu joined up and were preparing to walk into the building, a young man wearing a jacket suddenly raised the sign in his hand and smashed it towards Li Xuewu's side.

Actually, he had already noticed it. The sign wrote some aggressive language, which was aimed at him personally and that book.

Yukichi Matsuno also didn't expect that the scene had already been controlled, but such a thing popped out from the crowd.

He admitted that these reporters were able to block here because of their arrangements, but he dared to guarantee that there was absolutely no such program arranged.

Where did this thing jump out from?

He was about to be scared to death, because the sign smashed on Li Xuewu's body, and it would definitely bring him along.

*Pa*—

Just when everyone was still immersed in the suddenness of the incident, only a loud slap sound was heard in their ears. Looking at the road ahead, there was no one there.

It was Yukichi Matsuno who saw a figure flash before his eyes. He was still thinking, what thing flew past? It turned out to be that thin young man.

The reporters at the scene were completely shocked by Li Xuewu's sudden move. They didn't expect Li Xuewu to dare to make a move.

The photographer captured Li Xuewu's contemptuous gaze towards the other party after hitting the young man away even more keenly.

*King's Contempt!!! *

Tomorrow's front-page headline and title—isn't that already there!

Just now, this Mr. Li said don't follow him anymore, he couldn't give any news.

Look, is this Mr. Li's misunderstanding of himself?

Everyone only came for a short while, and this news emerged one after another. Where is this an enterprise executive? It is clearly a news holy body!

"You believe it or not, this person might not even know who I am." Walking into Panasonic's building, Li Xuewu said to Yukichi Matsuno, who was full of shock, "He is the kind who takes money to do things."

"You mean—" Yukichi Matsuno was also a bit confused, looked at Li Xuewu, and asked, "Was it deliberately arranged by someone?"

"Otherwise?" Li Xuewu said faintly, "Why didn't he come yesterday? He just had to mix into the reporters' group today."

"That is—" Yukichi Matsuno seemed to know what he wanted to say.

Li Xuewu looked back at those people behind him, his eyes revealing coldness.

"Today's incident happened because I came to an electronics industry enterprise."

"Truly a bastard—"

Yukichi Matsuno hammered his palm and said, "He is that kind of person. He will do anything to achieve his goal. You must have been targeted by him."

"He doesn't dare to threaten you." Yukichi Matsuno seemed to think of something, frowned, and emphasized, "He absolutely doesn't have this courage."

"But he blew up our ship."

Li Xuewu said coldly, "Anything he does is not enough to surprise or surprise me here."

Yukichi Matsuno couldn't keep up with his train of thought. He hesitated for a moment, nodded, and said, "I will try my best to arrange it."

No promise, but this is already considered a very rare promise.

Li Xuewu is very satisfied.

"How did you do it?"

Gao Yaqin simply couldn't believe her ears and asked on the phone, "It was decided just like that?"

"If it's not true, won't you know when you come?"

Li Xuewu said with amusement, "You are responsible for the contract. Change me to go back; I still want to take a look at THK."

"You want to come back and take a look." Gao Yaqin suddenly became cautious and reminded him, "And you have to keep your eyes open."

"What's wrong?" Li Xuewu frowned and asked, "What happened?"

"Beijing Auto was cheated." Gao Yaqin also couldn't help but sigh, "They privately contacted a person in charge of an enterprise who claimed to be NSK, saying they could get high-precision bearing processing CNC machine tools."

"What do you mean?" Li Xuewu raised his eyebrows and asked, "NSK doesn't produce CNC machine tools. Could it be second-hand machine tools?"

"It is second-hand. That person said it was equipment eliminated by NSK, but it still has a leading position in technology."

Gao Yaqin took a breath and explained, "Beijing Auto is anxious to complete the component industrial layout as soon as possible, so they are very anxious to want this batch of equipment."

Actually, there is no such thing as confidentiality in the industrial circle. As long as you have actions, peers will definitely know.

The Red Steel Group's automobile industry doesn't need to be described in detail; it follows a broad supply chain system.

Beijing Auto also wants to reduce costs, but doing a supply chain is unrealistic, because they don't have equipment with higher production efficiency and higher processing precision.

What if they had such equipment?

Then with the influence and foundation of Beijing Auto as the leading brother, it would instantly explode with production capacity.

And Beijing Auto has another goal, which is to compress costs internally, and while satisfying the current volume, innovate production processes through technical means.

As long as their costs can be lowered, there is still a chance to compete with Red Star Auto.

"Is this considered dying before the teacher succeeds?"

Li Xuewu is not gloating. They are brothers from the same school; although there are disputes, it's not to the extent of being happy to see the other party being cheated.

"Director Han has already explained it," Gao Yaqin emphasized, "Cannot communicate privately, cannot trade privately. Wang Youhan is too arrogant."

"Is he afraid that others will snatch their luck?" Li Xuewu said with amusement and anger, "Just a pile of second-hand junk, it's the heart of a villain."

"If there really were a pile of second-hand junk, that would be fine." Gao Yaqin sighed again, "That person just got the authorization letter from NSK and could enter the factory area to visit. They didn't know, so they followed in."

Li Xuewu could already imagine the scene at that time. It's damn like those furniture shops in the shopping mall in later generations.

Everyone says they have a factory, but in reality?

If you really follow him, he dares to take you to see the factory. The real factory boss will cooperatively hide, making you feel that this shop's strength is really strong.

As a result, you pay the money and get cheated. They are all goods that hang sheep's heads and sell dog meat.

Beijing Auto's people are like this, following people in to visit, and still thinking it was NSK's executives taking them to visit.

"How much is the loss?" Li Xuewu asked curiously, "Without going through the leader, they wouldn't give much, right?"

"Heh—" Gao Yaqin sneered and said, "1.3 million. They said once the contract is signed, they skipped the deposit part and paid in full."

"Does he not have a brain?"

Hearing that 1.3 million went down the drain, Li Xuewu questioned in surprise, "Whether it is technology or equipment introduction, hasn't it been emphasized in the meeting that one must go through customs and acceptance?"

"If he were as smart as you, he wouldn't have hit the wall with his head."

Gao Yaqin said faintly, "The leader has already talked to him. Beijing Auto is seeking help from Tokyo."

"What does the Ministry of Industry say?"

Li Xuewu frowned and asked, "Will this kind of thing be managed? Did the other party take the money and run away, or is there someone to check?"

"Ran away. Yesterday they got 1.3 million and ran away. Today Wang Youhan and the others went to NSK to handle the procedures and found out they were cheated."

Gao Yaqin said helplessly, "You weren't here. This morning Director Han called all the persons in charge to a meeting and emphasized this matter."

"Wang Youhan is still too anxious. He was very afraid that these devices would fall into our hands. The ending of eating alone is not very good."

"This is not eating alone; it is clearly eating poisonous food."

Li Xuewu shook his head and said, "Forget it, don't talk about him. You should hurry over as soon as possible. Let's hand over, and I'll hurry back."

"Mm, I have already asked Xiao Wang to book the ticket."

Gao Yaqin thought for a moment and still asked, "Do you think Panasonic is more sincere than Sanhe?"

"At least Panasonic still wants face." Li Xuewu said faintly, "Since we are all here, we can't get used to them."

"Looking at the meaning of this visit, it is clearly warming up for the next normalization of diplomatic relations. We caught up with a good time."

Li Xuewu emphasized, "Just this time, first talk down everything that can be cooperated. Even if it is a procurement contract for partial components, we must be able to connect."

"The next one or two years are enough for us to cultivate these relationships and expand the Northeast Asia-Japan market as soon as possible."

"Then do as you say." Gao Yaqin knew he had a plan, and before hanging up the phone, she asked, "I heard you encountered an attack?"

"Just a fool," Li Xuewu said indifferently, "You should also pay attention when you come. Recently, Tokyo and here are not peaceful."

"Tokyo is making trouble about airport land acquisition. What is Osaka making trouble about?"

Gao Yaqin said helplessly, "We don't seem to be very welcome, making it seem like we are the ones at fault."

"Don't self-suggest," Li Xuewu reminded her, "One must hold the posture of collecting debts."

Speaking of sensibility, Li Xuewu rarely saw Japanese characteristics at the private reception organized by Yukichi Matsuno.

Japan has an animation called *Crayon Shin-chan*. His father is an office worker, and his daily performance is a typical enterprise state.

During the day, they slack off; at night, they drink flower wine. In the era of economic take-off, they don't even need to lie down to make money, and they make others lie down.

Li Xuewu was taken by Yukichi Matsuno with Liu Bin and others to a place similar to a dance hall. The difference is that it is more luxurious and grand.

You don't need to jump and jump yourself; naturally, there are girls jumping in your private room, and then they jump into your arms.

Li Xuewu is not a Liu Xiahui who doesn't get confused when sitting in his arms, nor does he dare to let the girls jump into his arms, even beside him.

If it is an open and honest place, he really doesn't mind having a romantic good-person card distribution ceremony.

But in this kind of place, he knows if there is someone staring at him with a camera.

Wang Youhan encountered Waterloo. He can't add another big news of "X-photo gate" to Director Han, then everyone should roll up their bedding and go back to their hometown early.

Singing is fine, dancing is fine, don't come near.

In the era of economic take-off, not only are enterprises doing well, but even the girls have been through many battles.

Some people say that the girls are very interesting, and there is no relationship, but Li Xuewu refused. This thing doesn't kill people, but it is disgusting.

Liu Bin's face was red, even more moist than the red wine the girl poured for him in the cup in front of him.

Li Xuewu glanced at him, knowing that this young man was a bit intoxicated and unable to extricate himself.

After all, Old Li let him be brought out for training, so he can't be spoiled like this.

"As long as you give them 300,000 yen, they are willing to go anywhere with you."

He explained to Liu Bin in a low voice, "One night, whatever you want to do."

"Ah?!" Liu Bin was woken up by his words, his eyes widened round, looking at the graceful figures in the dance floor, his face became even redder.

"This—this isn't appropriate, right?"

"It isn't appropriate. You have forgotten who you are, comrade."

Li Xuewu patted his back and reminded him, "Everything in front of you is just a dream bubble piled up by money."

"If it weren't for Matsuno giving them enough money, do you think they would be willing to dance and sing for us?"

He sized up Liu Bin's complexion and said meaningfully, "They are just waiting to see you make a fool of yourself, so that they have something to talk about."

"In their impression, we should be this kind of goods, just like the old society decades ago."

The more he said, the lighter the color on Liu Bin's face, until he mentioned organizational discipline, Liu Bin's face had turned white.

"Relax, my comrade. We are just here to criticize them."

Li Xuewu smiled, patted his shoulder at the end, and said, "Hold onto your original heart. Nothing you see can affect you."

Liu Bin didn't dare to look anymore. He didn't have such strong willpower and was very afraid that he would indulge in it again.

The self-blame after waking up made him fall into a pessimistic emotion, feeling that he was a bad thing and didn't hold onto the bottom line.

Actually, speaking of it, he didn't do anything. Perhaps he had thought about it in his heart, but he didn't put it into actual action.

Many people have a devil living in their hearts. As long as it is not expressed, they are all normal people.

The performance of Kabuki is nothing more than those few kinds. Changing to local characteristic tracks, they can't understand them.

If Yukichi Matsuno really let these girls sing "18", Li Xuewu would really feel that the other party was bullying people.

Before ten o'clock, the program had already ended. Yukichi Matsuno clearly didn't have enough fun. He smiled and sent them to the car before going back.

Liu Bin looked at the red lanterns with some nostalgia, but Li Xuewu said faintly, "You believe it or not, as soon as we leave, he will come out."

"Uh?" Liu Bin clearly didn't believe it, but he didn't dare to say it out.

"If you don't believe it, let the driver wait here for a while." Li Xuewu said with amusement, "It's not bad for this little while. It won't take ten minutes, and he will come out."

"Why?" Liu Bin asked uncomprehendingly, "Is it to create some illusion?" ===== CHAPTER 1692 =====

"If you don't believe me, just let the driver wait here for a bit," Li Xuewu said with a chuckle. "It won't be long now; he'll be out in less than ten minutes."

"Why?" Liu Bin asked, puzzled. "Is it to create some kind of illusion?"