"That's it." Su Jian nodded, there was no problem, "Comrade Kobayashi is good, he has a high awareness!"

Not only was he not angry, he felt that Lin Zheng was very clear about the truth: this is the truth. Although our reception specifications are very high, we have to let the guests know how much we value them. We cannot be blindly impressed, and we cannot let all the things we have worked hard to become useless, right?

Bill Morton thoroughly experienced what privileges mean: in the front of the entire fleet were four police motorcycles pulling the sirens and flashing the police lights; behind the motorcycle were two police cars, the police lights flashed, but the sirens were not turned on, obviously to avoid affecting the mood of the distinguished guests; behind the two police cars were three Toyota Coaster minibuses, which seemed to be nothing surprising from the outside, and they looked dull, but after entering the car, they seemed to enter another world: thick wool carpets were laid on the floor, each seat was individually customized, with wide and comfortable luxury leather seats, and the decoration inside was warm and solemn, giving Bill Morton a feeling that he had entered a custom-built and modified luxury business jet!

That’s right, it’s a deeply customized luxury business jet, just like the Gulfstream V-SP I took when I came!

Behind the three cars were two police cars and four police motorcycles, which felt that it was really similar to the visit of the state political leaders.

Not only Bill Morton, but also the entire female Compaq company who came to inspect the company felt a great honor: Haha, this is enjoyment! This is enjoyment!

But these rustic bullies didn't know that these were nothing at all. As the saying goes, the buns have stuffing but not on the pleats. After entering the city, a rustic bully took a look outside, and in an instant, his eyes almost popped out. He stared at the car window and shouted: "Look! Look!"

What? As for such a fuss? Others, including Bill Morton, were whispering in their hearts, but their eyes couldn't help but look out as they shouted. When they looked, their eyes could not be removed and their saliva began to flood: the roads of the city, including the trees on both sides, were spotless, and I don't know how they did this. Could it be that they sent people to wipe every leaf clean?

Of course. Although the trees and streets were a little surprised, the next scene was the most surprising: the road was lined with colorful flags of various styles and colors, and every few hundred meters, a red banner spanned the upper part of the road, with Chinese and English words written in Chinese and English respectively.

What? Do you think these are not shocking enough? Well, then the more shocking thing comes next: you can see a policeman standing on the side of the road almost every 100 meters. Every time you pass an intersection, you can see a special policeman controlling the traffic situation at the intersection. The intersections on both sides are not allowed to pass, even if the traffic and crowds behind have been lined up for hundreds of meters, the entire convoy whizzes through unimpededly, without any slowdown along the way.

This kind of treatment...a group of local bullies from the United States looked at each other, shocking each other so much that they were indescribable.

"This is... I remembered that this is a traffic control specially designed to ensure smooth passage of VIPs!" A American national cousin who had seen the world was drooling two feet long. "We did the same when the head of a foreign government visited Washington."

Doesn’t that mean we also enjoy the treatment that only foreign heads of government can enjoy?

I have to say that although Americans are calling for freedom, democracy, equality, and opposing privilege all day long, when they truly realize how wonderful the taste of privilege is, their first feeling from the bottom of their hearts is: Damn! This feeling of being as noble as a king is really good!

I have to say that the Heavenly Dynasty is indeed a big dyeing vat. At this moment, I have fully experienced what privileges these guys from Compaq Computer Company are. Their thoughts are: freedom, democracy, and democracy. Let's go see the gods!

It’s too shameless. How can the poisonous weeds in capitalist countries be so unstable? Just take them around and sell their faith?

But the boss is the boss, Bill Morton was a little calmer than those guys who drooled, fully proving that those who could be the boss must have excessive calmness. He looked outside the car and couldn't help asking Lin Zheng, "Lin. These outside..."

"Traffic control, in order for us to pass through the city as quickly as possible, but don't worry, our convoy will return to normal after passing." Lin Zheng knew what Bill Morton wanted to ask and explained to him with a smile.

Nodded, and didn't know what this nod meant, whether it was happy or happy? Bill Morton smiled bitterly and said to Lin Zheng, "Lin, you are so... so grand."

"Grand?" Lin Zheng smiled, "Bill, you have come to our country less often. Perhaps most of your understanding of our country is known through the media in the United States with tinted glasses. We use this method to let you understand a more realistic China without tinted glasses. The Chinese people are hospitality. We welcome you to come to China more often when you have time and take a look."

"Lin, you're right. It seems that those damn media are indeed wearing tinted glasses when they report. What I saw is so different from what they said. If I have time, I will definitely walk around, take a look, and get to know this mysterious country." Bill Morton said with emotion.

"We warmly welcome."

The conversation between Lin Zheng and Bill Morton was dedicated in English. Listening to the translator whispering the content of Lin Zheng and Bill Morton to himself, the leaders of Jiangnan Province in the car smiled: Well, Comrade Kobayashi has a high awareness! This is very skillful! It's not bad, just for this, it's not worth our help.

"By the way, Bill, there's one thing I want to remind you."

I don't understand why Lin Zheng, who was still very happy just now, suddenly changed to such a serious expression and spoke to him. Bill Morton nodded quickly, "Lin, just say it."

"Bill, maybe you don't know that a few days before you came, I received a letter with a bullet in it." Looking at Bill Morton, Lin Zheng said word by word.

Hearing Lin Zheng's words, the leader of Jiangnan Province in the car almost jumped up: Bastard, I have been reminding you not to talk nonsense. Why are you just not obeying the command of the leader? Resulting death threat letters? Resisting bullets? Are you planning to scare the guests away?

The leaders of Jiangnan Province and Wujun City who were accompanying him were very anxious: Why did Lin Zheng dare to say all kinds of messy words at this time? Don’t he know the impact of this? Su Jian could no longer care about so much and said anxiously, “Xiaolin, don’t say anything…”

But Bill Morton's reaction was beyond everyone's expectations. He had no intention of horror, but just looked at Lin Zheng in confusion: "Lin, what do you mean..."

"Jiangnan Province attaches great importance to your safety. In order to ensure your safety, there may be more armed forces such as police and others around us during this period, just to avoid causing any unnecessary misunderstandings."

"I understand." Bill Morton nodded, with Jiangnan Province's emphasis on himself. Since someone threatened Lin Zheng with death, he would inevitably be affected by being with him. In order to ensure his safety, it is understandable that some policemen appeared in the process. Instead, he was a little curious: "Lin, do you know who did it?"

"Who knows, I can't talk nonsense without evidence," Lin Zheng shrugged, "But as far as I know, this kind of thing is also common in the United States, right? Especially when two companies compete for the same large order."

"You mean..." Bill Morton felt that he seemed to understand something. Lin Zheng was right. Even in the United States, when two companies compete for a large order together, this kind of thing was very common. Everyone knows what it is, but unfortunately, no one has any evidence.

Lin Zheng seemed to have not seen the expressions of the leaders of Jiangnan Province and Wujun City who seemed to want to eat themselves. He said to Bill Morton, "There is a saying in China that 'There is someone to do the beheading business, and no one to do the loser'. Marx also said in Capital Theory, 'With 10% profit, capital will be guaranteed to be used everywhere; with 20% profit, capital will be active; with 50% profit, capital will take risks; for 100% profit, capital will dare to trample on all human laws; with more than 300% profit, capital will dare to commit any crime, or even risk the head-snatching.' If Lianchuang Technology gave up its cooperation with you under this pressure, for our competitors, it means a large amount of money. A bullet can be exchanged for such a large amount of money, but it is just a good deal."

That's true!

Bill Morton smiled and nodded, "Yes, this situation is indeed very common in the United States, and it is normal to die sometimes. I understand what you mean. Please tell your officials that we will cooperate with them and will not go to unsafe places."

This is completely different from what I imagined. When I heard that my life was in danger, shouldn't Bill Morton turn around and leave immediately? Why are they talking and laughing with Lin Zheng? Looking at Bill Morton who was chatting and laughing with Lin Zheng, the leaders of Jiangnan Province and Wujun City looked at each other, feeling that their brains were a little overwhelmed.
Chapter completed!