In this way, Kimura Nakao saw with his own eyes the good show of the Thai police "dividing the spoils", until all of these people took the money and went out happily.

Kimura Nakao then asked Song Zhichao: "What did you ask me to see these things?"

Song Zhichao laughed, clapped his hands, and said, "Next is the gift I want to give you!"

Kimura: "…"

Then he saw Jin Jiu say hello, and a group of people came in and instantly put down their wallets in front of Kimura.

One, two, three, four—

At the beginning, Kimura was not doing well, with a proud and unyielding look.

But when the wallets were about twenty, his expression changed slightly. When there were thirty wallets, his brows frowned. When the wallets reached forty, his heart beat faster until it piled up like a mountain... Looking around, there were fifty!

One bag costs $100,000,

Fifty bags are... five million!

Kimura Nakao's eyes began to grow hot.

Faced with such a large amount of five million dollars that can be called "golden mountains", Kimura Nakao tried hard to keep his expression calm, and then asked Song Zhichao: "What do you mean?"

Song Zhichao nodded to those wallets: "I mean very simple, your gift!"

"Hahaha!" Kimura Nakao laughed, laughing, pointing at the money, "Do you want to buy me?"

"What, no?" Song Zhichao asked.

Kimura: "…"

"In my eyes, everyone has their own value. If you think this money is not enough to buy you, then I will take it back." With a snap, Song Zhichao snapped his fingers, Jin Jiu and others began to take action and move those Jinshans.

Kimura: "..."Watching those people move the five million dollars away.

This Song Zhichao is too unreasonable to play cards.

"Slow down!" Kimura said gritting his teeth, "I don't understand why you want to bribe me!"

"It's very simple. You have failed miserably now, and you will definitely be scolded by Akio Morita after you go back--well, to be precise, if it were the case before, you would have been asked to septile."

"As a Chinese, I respect your separatism culture very much - to be precise, I hope that one Japanese will die less, but I don't want to see you die like this."

"What, are you pitying your enemies?" Kimura sneered.

"It's not pitiful, I just think you're useful." Song Zhichao said, "To be precise, I'm very interested in your Sony's advanced technology. It can imitate so many VCDs in such a short time, and the quality is even better than our Vanke's. It's amazing! Sony is really amazing!"

Song Zhichao did not say these words, but was sincerely praising Sony.

In fact, this is indeed the case.

From the late 1980s to the early 1990s, it was the time when Sony dominated the world. Whether it was scientific and technological talents or creativity, they were the best in the entire electronic world.

Even Akio Morita's biggest rival, Panasonic, had to give him a thumbs up and praise: "Sony, what awesome!"

Not to mention anything else, Sony's original mini "Walman" has influenced and even changed the entire world, allowing world electronics to take a big step in music equipment.

Therefore, it can be said that in addition to cultivating talents and investing in scientific and technological innovation, Sony's success depends to the greatest extent on the development route of the helmsman Akio Morita - that is: technology is soft power!

Kimura Nakao smiled, smiled contemptuously, and said to Song Zhichao: "You still know the level. We Sony, we are not something you can insult!"

Song Zhichao picked up the wine glass, turned it on his fingertips, and smiled and said, "When did I insult?"

"Sony is full of talents. This time I lost to me, but I lost to luck - I never dared to underestimate Sony. On the contrary, the reason why I am willing to spend so much money to buy you is because I value Sony too much and Sony's technology in electronics!"

"Although your VCD looks amazing, it can be easily imitated after taking it apart and studying it carefully." Kimura Nakao said, "Especially for us Sony, it's so easy to get it. But, let me know that even Mr. Morita has praised you. After all, you can create a new product like VCD, lead the trend of an era, and even change the video era. You Wanda is very sharp. At least, you Chinese have influenced the world for the first time."

Song Zhichao laughed and drank the wine glass he had played with, and put it on the table with a snap, looking at Kimura: "Are we praising each other like this? But there is one thing I want to tell you that with the first time, there will be a second time... In the future, our China will affect the world more, and it will even make you unexpected..."

Kimura Nakao definitely cannot understand what Song Zhichao said. After all, this era belongs to Japan's technology era. Only super technology powers such as the United States and France can match Japan. What is China? I guess it is not even a little tail finger.

What Song Zhichao refers to in his words is TikTok, WeChat, Alibaba, Huawei and other technology soft powers - but this dream is still a bit too far away after all, twenty or thirty years are too long. If possible, Song Zhichao is willing to shorten it - and the best way to shorten the technological gap is plagiarism!

Although "plagiarism" is a derogatory term, in the field of technology, good plagiarism can make an era tremble. Therefore, Song Zhichao does not refuse plagiarism. At this moment, he is very interested in Sony's technology - especially Sony's technology in television.

Kimura Nakao thought Song Zhichao was comforting himself and shrugged: "Whatever you say, but if you want to make Sony's technology calculations, you're wrong - I won't betray Sony!"

"Is that?" Song Zhichao's lips curled up, "You are a loyal minister, but most of the loyal ministers in our Chinese Romance died miserably!"

"Yue Fei is dead, Wen Tianxiang is dead, Yu Qian is also dead - are you Japan, are there any loyal ministers? Oh yes, the one who died in battle with his legitimate son during the Warring States Period is one, Goto Kiji is one, and Yamaaka Kasuke is also one - but their results seem to be dead. Dear Kimura, are you willing to take 10 million US dollars to enjoy your happy life in the future, or are you willing to be a loyal minister and die in Thailand!"

Kimura Nakao was shocked: "Why, you want to kill me?"

Song Zhichao laughed, "Wrong, I never kill, I can't even kill a fish or a chicken - when doing business, it's important to be kind and make money, but you have seen a lot of things you shouldn't see. I think, even if I don't do it, some people will be unable to help it. This is the sea, and it's easy to cause some drowning accidents, do you think?"

Kimura Nakao understood that Pachart would not let him go - because he saw too much and knew too much.

As long as Song Zhichao turns around and leaves, he may be thrown into the water and feeds the turtle.

"A person is thrown into the water, and at most he can hear a thud, and then life is over - but what about your family, your wife and children, and your career?" Song Zhichao said lightly.

Kimura's face changed again and again.

"You want to be a loyal minister, but what about your boss - you die, does he think you are loyal or traitorous? I think he will think you are committing suicide in fear of sin!"

Kimura looked embarrassed.

"For me, I will only openly negotiate price codes with useful people. If it is useless, I don't even bother to deal with it!"

Kimura, hesitant.

Song Zhichao smiled, and finally picked up the chopsticks on the dining table and picked up a fish bone that fell on the dining plate. "Just like this fish bone, throw it into the trash can, it is garbage, it turns into a needle, it is a useful thing! Then what about you-"

Song Zhichao looked at Kimura Nakao with a smile, "Do you want to turn into garbage or needles?"

Kimura Nakao: "..."

Gripping teeth, it's hard to make a decision.
Chapter completed!