Chapter 910: Young Man, Don't Be Too Arrogant!
Nakamura Shuji's hand holding the book paused slightly. He looked at Li Xuewu in astonishment, unsure if what the other party said was true or false.
"Li... Li-san, is that really so?"
"We shall wait and see."
Li Xuewu's confidence shattered Nakamura Shuji's composure once again; he didn't know what else to say.
Li Xuewu's cunning lay in his deliberate mystification. He calmly raised a hand to signal the other party to drink tea, actively fixing the scope of the conversation to tea and books.
The more Li Xuewu acted this way, the more unsettled Nakamura Shuji felt. Even his movements while drinking tea became somewhat stiff, and his hands were even more hesitant as he flipped through the book.
"So, Li-san is still an official in the public security department?"
He had seen the author's biography on the front page, which contained an introduction to Li Xuewu's social connections at the time, and he was very surprised by Li Xuewu's second profession.
Li Xuewu was quite modest; he smiled and waved his hand, saying, "No, no, no, that's a thing of the past. I am no longer in the public security system."
"Oh~"
The heart that had been in Nakamura Shuji's throat settled slightly. It was clear that officials from this industry had left him with a very poor impression.
Especially an expert-type official like Li Xuewu, who was both capable and articulate, which put even more pressure on him regarding their previous conversation.
Watching Nakamura Shuji relax slightly and adjust his sitting posture, Li Xuewu calmly added, "Due to certain reasons, I am now serving in the garrison department."
"... Hmm?"
Nakamura Shuji's body, which had just relaxed, tensed up once again. He looked at Li Xuewu, speechless. Was this gasping style of speaking intentional?
In his understanding, wasn't this just a lateral transfer from the Metropolitan Police Department to the Self-Defense Forces!
Just what kind of remarkable person was this? To be able to hold a position in such a large enterprise at such a young age, and to possess such rich and important work experience—how was he supposed to judge this person, and how was he supposed to tangle and negotiate with him?
Looking at it this way, whether in Yangcheng or at their first meeting in the capital yesterday, it was truly the external environment that had limited the other party's capabilities, preventing them from going full throttle. So, how was the other party going to challenge him one-on-one today?
The interpreter, standing on the sidelines, saw things more clearly. He vaguely sensed that Deputy Director Li was deliberately creating anxiety, constantly exerting pressure on the Japanese businessman, including choosing his own office as the location for the conversation.
Li Xuewu's purpose was, of course, not just that, but in the art of selling anxiety, he could be called a master of success. After all, without anxiety, there is no desire.
Nakamura had come voluntarily to discuss cooperation. Li Xuewu had already cast the bait yesterday. The stronger the other party's purpose was today, the more he would drag things out, constantly stimulating the other party's fantasies and desires for cooperation, much like a scumbag in the world of romance.
"Are you sure?"
"Just about."
"Please introduce the situation in more detail."
The Red Star Training Ground was organizing the third batch of security cadre training classes.
Under the instructions of the security group, Wei Tong was organizing the second batch of specialized special service officer training classes—the one Zhou Yao had stumbled into.
The results of the previous training class were remarkable, and the performance of the full-time cadres and special service cadres had left a deep impression on the leaders of various departments.
This time, the training ground had opened classes again, not only gaining support from leaders of other departments but also receiving training commissions from other units.
Clearly, everyone had seen the actual ability of the Steel Rolling Mill to respond to emergencies when possessing a powerful security department.
Better late than never.
This world has never lacked people who lack initiative and execution, but that doesn't prevent them from possessing keen vision and a learning mind.
Just as the meeting began, someone from the duty room came to notify them that a leader from the security group was coming to inspect the work.
Wei Tong signaled for everyone to continue the office meeting while he went out to greet them.
Seeing Li Xuewu's command vehicle, he really thought a leader had arrived. He didn't expect that the person getting out of the car was Deputy Team Leader Xiao.
Xiao Zihong's expression was serious. He skipped the pleasantries and directly introduced the identity of Peng Xiaoli, who was following him, to Wei Tong.
While Wei Tong was surprised that Li Xuewu had changed secretaries, he was also pulled aside by Xiao Zihong to discuss the mission for this trip up the mountain.
As Xiao Zihong's explanation of the mission deepened, a serious expression also appeared on Wei Tong's face.
Finally, he replied to Xiao Zihong's request with a salute and the words, "Guarantee completion of the mission."
Although Xiao Zihong had arranged to come up the mountain to inspect work recently, he didn't stay long this time. After giving instructions to Wei Tong and resting briefly, he went down the mountain.
The atmosphere on the Red Star Training Ground also changed with the arrival and departure of the command vehicle.
Some felt seriousness; others felt killing intent.
Wei Tong was quite calm, proceeding step-by-step to arrange work for the several training classes being conducted simultaneously.
When he finished his work, he called several familiar cadres to the conference room. It wasn't mysterious, but it was more dangerous.
Ding Xuebo, the person in charge of the training ground management office who had been transferred from the Armed Forces Department, passed by the door of the conference room. His eyes flickered, but he didn't stop.
The voices inside the conference room were low, and the shouting from the training outside was loud, so he couldn't hear clearly at all. Acting rashly would only lead to being discovered.
Of course, he didn't come away empty-handed. From the move of Xiao Zihong bringing Peng Xiaoli up the mountain, it wasn't hard to see that the other party must have had something to instruct.
And this matter was very important; it wasn't convenient to use the phone, and even less convenient to use the radio.
Radio contact had always been firmly controlled by the security group's telecommunications class, and the level of confidentiality could reach very high requirements.
If the other party had even abandoned this method, it meant that this matter could not tolerate the slightest negligence.
What exactly had happened to make Wei Tong so attentive and so nervous?
Ding Xuebo hadn't been at the Red Star Training Ground for a short time. It was when the Armed Forces Department merged with the Security Division under the request and chairmanship of Deputy Director Gu. As a cadre of the Armed Forces Department, he lost his position and could only come to the Security Division to work.
And in the Security Division, because he wasn't humble enough, he was sent to the training ground by Yu Decai, who was the director of the General Office at the time.
Don't look at how much better the situation is here now; it wasn't like this when he first arrived.
If you want to talk about hardship, eating, training, and working aren't hard; the hardest thing is going home.
This mountain road was always being repaired, but just like the road back to the factory, it had no end.
I'm afraid Deputy Director Gu Wei Society, who arranged for him to work in the Security Division, had forgotten about such a person.
He was an isolated person who had been abandoned, forsaken, and forgotten.
He still had connections in the unit, but the Armed Forces Department had long since merged, and the cadres who should have been diverted had been diverted. Who could take care of whom?
Going back now, those he was familiar with might light a cigarette and chat a couple of sentences, but looking at the organs, most of them were people he couldn't talk to.
In the past, no matter what, he, as a section chief, had a little bit of power and was a backbone force in the organ courtyard.
But when he arrived at the Security Division, at this godforsaken training ground, his bones were gone, leaving only the work.
He hadn't complained, but facing the smiling tiger, he didn't have the courage to appeal, and regarding those lackeys of the Security Division, he had even less determination to fight to the death.
Right here at the training ground, he was circled like a marginal person. They called him the director of the management office, but the management office couldn't manage all the business of the training ground.
What could the management office do?
Maintenance, logistics, service, cafeteria, etc. —as long as it had nothing to do with training and organization, it belonged to the management office.
To his face, everyone called him Director Ding; behind his back, they all said he was the odd-job director.
There were elements of joking in this, but most of it was because of his deliberate low profile.
Where was this?
This was the most bitter, most tiring place in the entire Security Division that tested people's bodies and skills the most.
At the training ground, men shed sweat, women roared like tigers; what they practiced was spirit, and what they fought for was the courage to kill.
If you pretend to be a bear and play low-profile here, aren't you deliberately asking to be bullied?
But sometimes people are just so strange. He was clearly a very energetic and resilient person when he worked at the Armed Forces Department.
But after suffering a special setback, he became self-enclosed after coming to this seemingly godforsaken place.
I don't know if it was a psychological problem, but anyway, he rarely communicated with everyone on weekdays.
When working, he mostly presented himself with a kind, or even cowardly, image.
He seemed to start enjoying, or using being bullied and gossiped about behind his back as a reason for his swallowing his anger.
But if you really want to talk about facts and reason, no one really bullied him, and no one deliberately looked for trouble with him.
Just think, if Li Xuewu wanted to use him as an example, how could he have been able to work until now? Where couldn't he have been placed across the country?
Even if he were sent to a frontier office, what could he say?
Speaking of the inside of the Security Division, he himself knew that he had been marginalized. No one thought of him, and no one took him seriously.
From beginning to end, it was his own self-abandonment, self-isolation, and alienation of social relations that caused today's seemingly aggrieved situation.
This type of person is not uncommon in the workplace, and they exist at all age levels. Everything is fine when nothing happens, but if something really happens, you ask him, and he's still aggrieved.
Talking about cold violence, talking about being isolated—he lived into a mental patient himself.
The current Ding Xuebo had a bit of a neurotic look. If he were at the Steel Rolling Mill, perhaps someone would have discovered his abnormality and invited the organization to come forward for a talk and correction in time.
But at the training ground, and it was still the training ground, the training here was all tight-strung. Everyone who wanted to get ahead relied on fighting and grabbing.
Who would notice a person who self-isolated?
Little did he know, just when Wei Tong was busy because of the task assigned by the leader, someone passed by the conference room muttering to himself.
He was muttering in his mouth: Everything that will eventually belong to me, I will take it back bit by bit.
Steel Rolling Mill, Security Building.
In the large conference room on the third floor, experts from the technical department and support from Huaqing were discussing and researching the mechanical procurement plan provided by the Japanese businessmen.
Because the mechanical and technical procurement plan involved many projects.
So these experts were also quickly comparing the machinery provided by the other party with the products produced by domestic machinery factories.
If you want to talk about losing deals, Li Xuewu would absolutely never do it. He felt uncomfortable if he didn't take advantage, so could he let the Japanese businessmen fool him?
Before entertaining the Japanese businessmen this morning, he held an office meeting for the expert group. Regarding this procurement, he had only one opinion, and that was that they could not lose out.
If it could be domestically substituted, they wouldn't buy foreign goods; if it couldn't be domestically substituted, then they would compare foreign goods.
Don't think that just because the little devils were a few years ahead of the country in economic reform and technological innovation at this time, you should blindly trust them.
In the history of scientific development and technological innovation, there are too many variables and too many accidents.
What Li Xuewu told the experts was that even the old lady at home knows how to pick and choose when going to the market and compare three shops, so we can't just buy everything blindly.
Even for a screwdriver, do we have to use precious foreign exchange resources to buy it from outside?
Formalism and wasteful concepts absolutely wouldn't work here with Li Xuewu.
It wasn't that Li Xuewu coordinated the procurement requirements for machinery and technology with the Japanese businessmen and had to accept all their plans.
Now is not the past, nor is it the future. Procurement cannot be held by the nose and grabbed by the tail by outsiders.
Therefore, what made the experts difficult wasn't arguing about which project these machines were useful for the future of the Steel Rolling Mill, or which mechanical application could be derived, but choosing which one to keep and which one to give up.
For them, it was naturally better to buy everything back, experiment slowly, apply slowly, choose the good ones to follow, and change the bad ones.
But the funds Li Xuewu could allocate were really limited. Including the deposits paid by distributors, investment funds from Wufengxing, foreign trade payments, etc., according to the situation he negotiated with Li Huai, they absolutely could not be exchanged back.
Daring to spend money doesn't mean spending money recklessly. Every cent deposited in the Oriental Era Bank had to buy back things useful to the Steel Rolling Mill.
Li Xuewu didn't say that screwdrivers and screws couldn't be bought. If domestic technical means really couldn't reach the design requirements, then you could only hold your nose and admit it.
This situation was too common in the period of great development in later generations, and there were even more pit-like things that we had paid tuition for.
The requirements Li Xuewu gave them were already very realistic. He didn't strictly cap the cost standards, let alone cap the project standards.
As long as the expert group determined that the mechanical equipment and technology on the procurement plan provided by the other party were what the Steel Rolling Mill needed now, then they had to do it, and they had to buy it.
Xia Zhongquan, as the chief engineer, was presiding over technical inspection and supervision work in Yangcheng; he wasn't in the factory.
But the Office of the Technical Development Leading Group was working normally. They knew very well that Deputy Director Li had no upper limit on investment in technology.
Including coordinating so many teachers and students from Tsinghua to come over and participate in the development of various projects of the Steel Rolling Mill.
Do you really think these people came to work carrying their own food?
Of course not. The factory accepted these teachers and students to labor, and the benefits produced were used for their lives.
If they don't labor, how can they achieve the transformation purpose required by the above?
But!
At the Steel Rolling Mill, these teachers and students were arranged in positions that needed them more to undergo labor transformation.
What was being transformed wasn't just them, but also the machinery, workers, and future of the Steel Rolling Mill.
If there is payment, there must be a return. The Steel Rolling Mill used their knowledge and ability, so it had to support their lives.
Therefore, Deputy Director Li specially requested Director Li to make an important instruction, which was that the living expenses of the teachers and students from Huaqing who were exercising and studying at the Steel Rolling Mill would all be allocated from special funds.
That is to say, without damaging the economic interests and financial budget of the Steel Rolling Mill itself, the income from foreign trade and project establishment would be used for this special expenditure.
This money was all Director Li's "small treasury." Deputy Director Li's move was no different from snatching food from a tiger's mouth.
Deputy Director Li, who had never been stingy with investment in technology, talent, and advanced equipment, couldn't help but frown when he saw the numbers below when he received the opinion letter sent in by the translator.
Nakamura Shuji seemed not to have seen his expression. He raised his head from the book he was reading and pointed to a paragraph of text on it, asking Li Xuewu: "Li-san, is the case recorded here true?"
"What?"
"Oh~ this~"
He came back to his senses, leaned over and glanced at the book in the other party's hand, nodded and said: "These are all cases I personally experienced. If not, there would be a clear mark."
Nakamura Shuji had been told this by Li Xuewu as early as when he started reading this book. He asked again now just to confirm the suspicion in his heart.
"Then, Li-san,"
Nakamura Shuji put down the book in his hand and looked at Li Xuewu seriously, asking: "The Hu Zhengquan mentioned in this case is..."
"Yes, it is Omiya Seiichi."
Li Xuewu didn't care about the change in the other party's expression and confirmed frankly: "He is one of the few formidable opponents I have encountered."
"At that time, I had just started working and was not yet familiar with the security work of the Steel Rolling Mill, but I learned a lot in this case."
He seemed really not to care about what relationship the other party had with the key figure in this case, and began to talk about the key points of the case with great interest.
Importantly, he also demonstrated to Nakamura Shuji how he conducted the interrogation, including the process of special interrogation.
"Look, this is the tool I used at the time."
Li Xuewu pulled out the M1911 he hadn't used for a long time from behind his waist and held it upside down right in front of the other party.
"I really like this game. This was something my grandfather taught me to play when I was a child."
He was like holding a small hammer, gesturing at his hand placed on the sofa armrest and saying: "If he said what I wanted to know, I would smash slower, but if he deceived me, thinking I was easy to bully, I would smash faster."
"..."
Nakamura Shuji swallowed his saliva. He was very concerned about the two words "deceive" and "bully" in Li Xuewu's words.
He really couldn't determine whether the other party would care if these two situations occurred in commercial negotiations.
But as a businessman, he clearly knew that doing business was just using these tricks.
He... I... If this is the case, wouldn't he use this thing to knock on my fingers?
"Of course, I haven't used this for a long time, so I'm a bit rusty."
Li Xuewu also smiled somewhat embarrassedly, the kind that was truly ashamed.
"By the way, my grandfather was a carpenter. At first, he wanted me to inherit his mantle, fearing I would starve to death."
Who asked you about this!
Nakamura Shuji couldn't help but stare, really very angry.
He was angry that the people here were really excessive. Someone had such a strong determination to be a carpenter since childhood, and family inheritance was so important, so how could they let the other party enter a powerful department!
This was delaying a gifted master carpenter!
This was an immeasurable loss for human history, and also a major regret for his current situation.
The procurement plan opinion that had just been sent in by the translator was placed on the coffee table by Li Xuewu, but he just didn't dare to touch it actively, let alone ask first.
He was forced to listen to Li Xuewu talk about how he worked and how he pried open their mouths.
"So, what you told me in Yangcheng, that you have a good Japanese friend..."
Nakamura Shuji pointed to the book at hand with a strange expression and asked hesitantly: "Is it Omiya Seiichi?"
"That's right~!"
Li Xuewu smiled softly and said: "In my life resume, as long as they are people who have helped my work, life, life thinking, or work ability, they are all my good friends."
"Haven't you heard what Mr. Gorky said? Good friends are the ladder of human progress."
"... Good... good friend... ladder?"
Are you being polite!!!
Nakamura Shuji looked at Li Xuewu speechlessly, not knowing if the other party had learned from pirated books or had learned knowledge off track.
He was very sure that Gorky absolutely hadn't said such words, because the other party wasn't that shameless.
"I have to admit that Mr. Omiya Seiichi filled the gap in my experience in solving this type of case, allowing me to personally experience the importance of practical experience in work."
"Oh~ right!"
Li Xuewu pointed at the other party and emphasized solemnly: "It wasn't me who caught Mr. Omiya Seiichi, but the people of our Steel Rolling Mill's guard team. Now he has grown into an excellent special service instructor."
"You tell me, how much vivid training and exercise did Mr. Omiya Seiichi provide for our factory's security cause, for the cultivation of our factory's security personnel, and even for me!"
"He made such a big sacrifice for us and gave us so much help, shouldn't I take him as my good friend?"
Nakamura Shuji looked at Li Xuewu with serious eyes, determining that if the other party wasn't a mental patient, then he was a wise and crazy person.
He had seen many such people before, but they were all before the war—those guys who wore headbands, crazy and brave.
He didn't dare to answer Li Xuewu's words directly, because his compatriot was vividly nailed into this book by the other party, becoming the "good friend" in his mouth.
He had also "mistakenly" thought that he could be good friends with Li Xuewu, but according to the other party's standard for "good friends," he still felt that he wasn't qualified enough.
Misplaced, really, he wasn't worthy!
"That... Li-san!"
Nakamura Shuji hesitated but stopped Li Xuewu, who was still talking non-stop, and asked hesitantly: "I want to ask, now that it is already peacetime, is your side's handling of Omiya Seiichi somewhat biased?"
"Oh? I really haven't thought about the question you mentioned."
Li Xuewu seemed really vague, making a frowning and thinking expression, thinking about the question raised by the other party.
This made Nakamura Shuji couldn't help but tilt his head slightly, as if he had hit the nail on the head and pointed out the other party's mistake.
But just when he thought he had won a round and picked up his teacup to drink tea, he heard Li Xuewu ask: "Do you mean that we didn't pursue the mistakes he made during the war, but only made judgments based on the mistakes he made during his activities at the Steel Rolling Mill, right?"
"No... that... I..."
Nakamura Shuji almost choked to death after a mouthful of tea. How could he have thought that Li Xuewu would have such a line of thinking?
What kind of comprehension ability is this? Is that what I said!
Regardless of whether he said it or not, Li Xuewu understood it in this direction.
"I think what you said makes sense!"
Li Xuewu agreed with Nakamura Shuji's "point of view" very seriously and said: "At that time, we were also somewhat arbitrary. We only pursued a small part of the mistakes Omiya Seiichi made during his activities in China!"
"This is my mistake!"
He seemed to be really reflecting and said: "It's really a pity. If you had come to the country earlier, or if I had met you earlier, I wouldn't have made this mistake."
Li Xuewu patted the sofa armrest regretfully, looked at Nakamura Shuji and said: "Omiya Seiichi has already been shot by us. Even if there are more mistakes, it's impossible to clarify them with him face-to-face. It's really a pity~"
"..."
Nakamura Shuji smacked his lips, feeling that he seemed to have fallen into a deep pit constantly dug by the other party.
He came to the Steel Rolling Mill, met Li Xuewu, and witnessed the hardest road he had ever walked in his life—Li-san's routine.
"How about we return to the main topic."
Nakamura Shuji didn't dare to continue pulling with Li Xuewu. If this continued, the other party might make him a "good friend" and write him in a book.
"Regarding this technical and equipment procurement plan, I believe your side's technical personnel have already given their opinions."
Nakamura Shuji looked at Li Xuewu and asked: "I don't know what you mean...?"
"I naturally fully respect the expert group's opinion."
Li Xuewu placed his hand on that opinion letter, didn't look at it again, but pushed it directly to the other party's side.
"I respect your opinion more, including the solutions to problems encountered in the future development process of the Steel Rolling Mill."
After he finished speaking, he tapped on the opinion letter and said: "After all, we are good friends~"
Who is good friends with you!
Don't touch porcelain!
I don't want to be written in your book!
"That is for sure!"
Nakamura Shuji first wiped the cold sweat on his head, and then picked up the plan on the coffee table.
"What?!"
He also habitually looked at the final procurement opinion and procurement price. He didn't expect that the opinion that made Li Xuewu frown also became a shocked expression here for him.
"Li-san, this..."
Nakamura Shuji looked at Li Xuewu in shock and pointed to the price on the opinion letter, asking incredulously: "Is this your meaning?"
"It can be said so, or it can be said not so."
Li Xuewu picked up the teacup, looked at the tea leaves in the cup, and said very frankly: "Before meeting you, I did have communication with the expert group."
"Regarding this procurement, my opinion is to completely change the backward pattern of the Steel Rolling Mill's technology and production equipment, fully trust Mr. Nakamura, and realize self-transformation and rebirth in trade."
"But, I also didn't expect that those old stubborns in the expert group... sigh~"
Li Xuewu patted his thigh in a pretentious manner and said regretfully: "They came up with this number, how can I reply to you!"
"Li-san, this can't be negotiated."
Nakamura Shuji spread his hands and said straightforwardly: "If we really procure according to this price, I'm afraid I won't even be able to earn the travel expenses! You know this!"
"I know, I understand."
Li Xuewu waved his hand and persuaded: "To tell you the truth, regarding the price, before you even proposed it, my idea was to cut off a zero and then halve it."
"But!"
He didn't wait for Nakamura Shuji to raise objections again and made a denial first: "Seeing the expert group's opinion, I really don't have the face to propose it like that anymore."
"Even if you propose it like that, I have to be able to agree!"
Nakamura Shuji pointed to the small items on the procurement book and said: "Look, the core machines on the assembly line, how can there be such pricing? Let alone you didn't cut the price, I can't even make an offer."
"Blame me, blame me!"
Li Xuewu waved his hand and said: "It was me who chose to believe in a good friend, feeling that frankness is important. I'm really sorry for showing you this."
As he said this, he reached out to take back the document, but it was pressed down by Nakamura Shuji.
"Li-san! Tell me the truth, does your factory have the sincerity to complete the procurement? I don't want to delay our precious time."
Nakamura Shuji glanced at the "Criminal Psychology" on the table and said: "Although your work is good, I can't use this time to discuss the meaning of literature with you."
"Of course! We are of course negotiating with sincerity!"
Li Xuewu patted the document he couldn't take back, leaned back on the sofa, and said very seriously: "I can guarantee with my personality that this is absolutely not my meaning!"
"Good, I believe you."
Nakamura Shuji also patted the opinion letter and asked: "Now how should we continue?"
He raised his hand to signal Li Xuewu and said: "I want to hear your opinion."
"I am of course willing to negotiate."
Li Xuewu spread his hands and said: "But you also know that our factory respects experts and technical personnel very much. Their opinions are also valuable prescriptions for our factory's development."
I believe you, you ghost! You big liar!
Nakamura Shuji shouted in his heart. He wasn't a child and had already done sufficient understanding of the situation in the mainland.
As far as the factory is concerned, which factory isn't decided by the top leader? But he hadn't heard that negotiating cooperation and business had to be restricted by experts.
The more Li Xuewu said this, the more he felt that he had fallen into a pit today.
"Then I will also give you an answer. I will absolutely not accept this price, absolutely!"
Nakamura Shuji said to Li Xuewu in a tone of "I'm angry": "This isn't negotiation; this is insulting me."
"Regarding this matter, I express my deep regret."
Li Xuewu nodded very understandingly and said: "You also have to understand that our experts haven't contacted you and don't understand your situation..."
"It's not my situation!"
Nakamura Shuji was aggrieved by Li Xuewu's words and immediately corrected: "It's the actual situation in international mechanical procurement trade!"
"Good, good, good, actual situation."
Li Xuewu pressed his hand and said: "But it cannot be denied that the opinion given by the expert group represents the procurement price range that our factory can accept at present."
"I of course know your difficulty."
Before Nakamura Shuji could speak, he emphasized again: "I understand your hidden difficulties very well, so I am trying to find a way to solve this problem."
Nakamura Shuji didn't speak, just looked at Li Xuewu, wanting to hear how he would solve this problem.
"How about this, Mr. Nakamura can hand over the base price list to me, so that I can also have a mental judgment on the base price."
Li Xuewu pondered for a moment, as if he were trying very hard to help the other party solve this problem, and opened his mouth to ask Nakamura Shuji for the base price list.
Nakamura Shuji looked at Li Xuewu speechlessly, not knowing how the other party had the face to ask him for the base list.
This is his bottom line for the procurement price. If the bottom line is handed over, how can this procurement meeting be negotiated?
Li Xuewu also saw his hesitation and doubt, tapped the procurement opinion in front of the other party seriously, and said: "I believe your base price will absolutely not be lower than our expert's opinion, right?"
"..."
Nakamura Shuji's expression was like he had eaten shit when he heard Li Xuewu mention this.
If you really want to talk about the procurement opinion given by the Steel Rolling Mill's expert group, he estimated that the other party really hadn't been abroad, or hadn't understood the outside world.
How can you compare the procurement price of domestic equipment with imported equipment?
The key is that the procurement price of domestic equipment given by the other party doesn't meet the standard either. Is this buying vegetables? You want to cut the price however you want?
The expert group's knife didn't cut on his stomach, but on his ankle. How can you still bargain like this?
Regarding Li Xuewu's "frankness," he was also helpless: "Li-san, we are all businessmen, we still have to respect each other."
Looking at Li Xuewu's slightly frowning expression, he knew that what he said wasn't accurate, and emphasized again: "As far as I am concerned, for a management cadre like you, shouldn't it also be like this?"
"Yes, it is indeed our problem."
Li Xuewu nodded and said: "I don't blame you for having emotions; I only blame myself for making you have emotions."
After he finished this sentence, he paused, signaled the document at the other party's side, and asked: "Then what is your meaning?"
Nakamura Shuji knew that today's negotiation wasn't easy to handle, but he didn't expect it to become this dog-like appearance.
The negotiation team he prepared couldn't get on the negotiation table at all, and the other party didn't set up a formation, choosing to deal with him single-handedly.
The key was that Li Xuewu was single-handedly, but he was hiding thousands of troops behind him. This was unfair to him.
Now that he expressed his emotions, although the other party apologized very sincerely, how come there was a feeling that he was making a fuss out of nothing?
Oh my~ This person is really remarkable. He used the art of language to flip himself over.
Nakamura Shuji looked at Li Xuewu, waves surging in his heart, hesitating about Li Xuewu's words, and also thinking about what to do next.
Especially this procurement, it wasn't just the business of his own stock company, but also the content under the framework agreement of their tripartite cooperation with the Steel Rolling Mill.
The other party didn't play cards according to common sense at all, using these hidden conditions to threaten him, as if not giving the price was his own destruction of unity and cooperation.
"Li-san, let's talk openly and honestly."
Nakamura Shuji took out his base price list from his document bag and placed it on the coffee table, looked at Li Xuewu and said: "Things have reached this point, you and I both have the responsibility to continue the cooperation."
The interpreter wanted to go over and take the document, but faced Nakamura Shuji who was pressing it down and couldn't start, so he could only stand aside and wait.
Li Xuewu raised his hand, signaled the interpreter to wait a moment, and asked Nakamura Shuji to finish his words.
"I can give you my base price list, but I don't think I need to explain what this means, you know very well."
After speaking, he lifted his hand and released control of the document.
Li Xuewu nodded slowly and said: "I know very well. If we don't reach an agreement in this room today, you will give up this project, right?"
As he said this, he took the price list from the interpreter with great confidence.
Just when Nakamura Shuji thought Li Xuewu would open it to look, he didn't expect Li Xuewu to put it back on the coffee table at his side.
"Do you still remember what I told you when we met today?"
"What... Yes!"
Nakamura Shuji slowly widened his eyes, looked at Li Xuewu, and asked incredulously: "You can guess the price you want from my expression?!"
"Exactly."
Li Xuewu picked up the cigarette box on the coffee table with great confidence, shook out a cigarette, and lit it.
"I now have a way to solve the price dispute between you and the expert group. I don't know if you are willing to gamble with me?"
"What do you mean?"
Nakamura Shuji frowned slightly, looked at Li Xuewu, not knowing what medicine was sold in the other party's gourd.
Li Xuewu took a puff of the cigarette, blew away the smoke, raised his hand to signal the document on the coffee table, and said: "I will say the low price on this, and you don't have to worry about the price given by the expert group. Just as I said just now, remove a zero and give me half price."
"What if you can't say it?"
Nakamura Shuji's stubbornness and gambler's personality in his bones were finally stimulated by Li Xuewu's continuous stimulation.
At this moment, he was staring at the document on the coffee table, and he was sure that this was his own.
And this document was only transferred to the other party's hands by the interpreter, but the other party didn't open it.
Even if it was opened, so what? Every machine on it had a different pricing. How could he remember it in an instant?
He wanted to gamble, gamble that Li Xuewu was bluffing him, gamble, and turn a project that was sure to make money into a big profit.
Li Xuewu agreed with Nakamura Shuji's gambler personality. In fact, businessmen should have this potential to gamble, otherwise, how could there be the rise of big businessmen?
"If I can't guess it,"
He signaled the document at his side and said: "You also give me some face, just treat it as helping a good friend, how about setting the price according to the price on this?"
"Li-san, you are really high!"
Nakamura Shuji's face suddenly bloomed with a smile of "I know everything," looked at Li Xuewu and said: "No matter if you guess right or wrong, you don't lose. You are the winner."
"Hehe, it doesn't matter to me, it just depends on whether you want to gamble."
Li Xuewu laughed and took a puff of the cigarette, flicked the ash into the ashtray held by the interpreter girl, and the smoke sprayed out from his nostrils, just like an old cow about to butt someone.
"Of course, I am also guessing from your expression, it can't be absolute value. How about we limit it to an upper and lower difference of 5?"
"To be honest, you are the most excellent young generation I have ever seen."
Nakamura Shuji shook his head and said: "I don't deny your success in the professional field, but I want to share a truth I summarized in the shopping mall today."
He said very confidently: "That is, young people should never be too confident!"
"I accept your gamble!" ===== CHAPTER 911 =====
End of Chapter
