Solving Middle Age Crisis by Intelligence System Chapter 504 - 319: Equipment Worth Over 3 Billion

It’s still that heavily guarded complex, where Qi Yun, under the guidance of the secretary, returned to the study from last ti.

Behind the mahogany desk, Wendong was looking down at a docunt. Upon hearing footsteps, he lifted his head and gestured at the opposite chair, "Sit down."

Qi Yun sat in the opposite chair, casually placing a bag of tea leaves beside him, grinning broadly as he said, "Haha, Sir, your work is too exhausting. You need to take better care of your health."

Wendong glanced at Qi Yun with a sidelong look, "This sudden concern from you makes feel like you might have ulterior motives." Putting down the docunt in his hand, he continued, "Speak up, why are you here looking for again? I’ll give you five minutes; soon I need to attend a briefing."

Qi Yun wasn’t bothered, knowing the other was incredibly busy, with nurous big shots lining up daily to report their work. Even soone as senior as old He might not have the chance to step into this study.

So being given five minutes to et was already an exceptional privilege.

"Haha, then I’ll get straight to the point. This ti I specifically ca to Beijing for so help I hope you can provide."

"I have a batch of goods to transport over from South Korea, and I wanted to ask if you could drop a word to Kongjun Base, so I can use their airport."

Wendong’s gaze settled on Qi Yun’s face, with a hint of scrutiny, "What goods? You need to use Kongjun Base’s airport?"

Qi Yun rubbed his hands together, "It’s a batch of equipnt that requires so confidentiality. But rest assured, it definitely doesn’t involve anything illegal."

He didn’t explicitly say it was a photolithography machine, because although De Gaulle had told him the matter was already decided, the transaction could still be subject to variables until he saw the machine land in Huaxia with his own eyes.

Moreover, he also had his own considerations.

After hearing, Wendong tapped the surface of the table with his fingers, contemplating for a few seconds before his gaze fixed on the tea leaves next to him, "Is this the gift you brought ?"

Qi Yun imdiately picked up the thread of the conversation with a smile, pushing the bag of tea leaves towards Wendong, "Haha, I heard from Director Xiao that you haven’t been sleeping well. So, I brought you sothing special from Jiang Province — wild Luobu hemp tea, which can improve sleep and relieve fatigue."

"I suggest that you drink two cups before going to bed, and you’ll find it quite effective."

He had indeed brought the tea from Jiang Province, very cheap, less than five hundred yuan for two kilograms, a stark contrast to the kind he previously bought at teahouses for hundreds of thousands per kilogram, practically cabbage price.

Luobu hemp tea is made from Luobu hemp leaves, a beverage the Luobu people have been drinking for thousands of years, even historically favored by the Qianlong Emperor as a royal health drink.

So despite its affordable price, the effects are genuine, improving sleep and notably effective for controlling high blood pressure.

Wendong took out the box of tea leaves from the bag, opened it and slled it, then looked at Qi Yun with a half-smile, "You kid co seeking my help with just this stuff?"

Qi Yun recognized the teasing in his tone and replied earnestly, "It’s primarily about the sentint; my regard for you is priceless."

After years of ups and downs in the business world, he had learned a bit about the art of gift-giving.

Wendong chuckled, putting the tea aside, "You kid, no wonder old Xiao likes you, huh."

Qi Yun scratched the back of his neck, putting on an obedient facade, "Haha, it’s all thanks to your favor."

"Alright, considering your recent achievents, I can make an exception and help you this ti." Wendong picked up the docunt on the desk again and continued, "But the items transported must undergo inspection at Kongjun Base, that’s the rule."

Qi Yun imdiately sat up straight, "Yes, thank you, Sir!"

"Well then, as you’re busy, I won’t bother you anymore."

Wendong waved his hand, indicating for him to leave on his own.

...

Upon leaving the complex, Qi Yun imdiately called De Gaulle to communicate the situation.

"Five EUV photolithography machines will be delivered to Huaxia in batches within two months. But, because these are through the Samsung channel, the price per machine will be 1.2 billion USD higher, effectively five billion USD per unit."

"Once you make the paynt on your end, the first machine will be shipped to Korea imdiately, and then from Korea to Huaxia."

Qi Yun let out a long breath after hearing this, "No problem."

Though the price was a bit steep, over thirty billion Yuan per machine, the fact that they could transport it back amidst strict embargo was no small feat.

Moreover, he didn’t have to pay the money himself... so he didn’t bother trying to negotiate, lest further complications arose.

At 8 p.m., at Beijing Airport, a convoy of Rolls-Royces stood quietly parked not far from the tarmac.

In the back seat of one Phantom, Li Yaohua grabbed Qi Yun’s hand, his tone pleading, "Buddy, this ti I completely rely on you. I’m counting on you to put in a good word for so the boss keeps here."

"I’ve truly had enough of Africa, I’ve had malaria seven or eight tis, you know how I am..."

Li Yaohua rambled on, spitting as he spoke.

Qi Yun struggled to pull his hand free and feigned disdain while shaking it off, "Can you show so respect? What’s with touching my palm? Treating like a princess?"

Li Yaohua wasn’t upset, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, pulled one out and handed it to Qi Yun’s mouth, then lit it, "Buddy, a girl group from Korea has co, I’ve already arranged it for you, they’ll be sent directly to your hotel room tonight..."

Qi Yun quickly raised his hand to refuse, "No! Don’t harm , please."

"How is this harming you? My sincerity towards you is pure..." Li Yaohua continued chattering non-stop, after many interactions, the two were very familiar, so he spoke very casually.

"Alright." Qi Yun sighed, stopped grinning, "I can ask on your behalf, but I can’t guarantee anything."

"Since strictly speaking, I’m considered an outsider, it’s inappropriate to involve myself in such matters..."

Li Yaohua nodded repeatedly, leaning closer to Qi Yun again, "That’s great! I knew you were reliable! You don’t have to give a guarantee, just put in a good word for with the boss, he’ll definitely give you face!"

"By the way, the profit from the Shanghai five-star hotel you gave last month was over four million, your share has already been transferred to your account..."

Though Qi Yun gave him the hotel, Li Yaohua made sure to keep things warm and cozy, giving Qi Yun half the profit every month.

Which ans Qi Yun doesn’t need to do anything and can effortlessly earn over two million...

While the two were chatting, a Bombardier Global 8000 slowly landed on the tarmac ahead.

This model of aircraft has a price tag of nearly one billion, Bombardier’s latest product, with luxury surpassing even Christophe’s Gulfstream G700.

Also, the one before them was the first of its kind delivered worldwide, a real status symbol.

As the cabin door opened, Fu Wentao clad in a refined outfit descended the gangway, followed by his butler Zheng Lin and the negotiation team dispatched from the upper ranks.