When Yamamura Ono saw that Li Yuanshuo didn't answer, he thought that the other party was trying to use some excuse to shirk the responsibility. His face became more and more gloomy, and his small eyes flashed with anger.

"An explosion with such a devastating impact occurred in your Donghai City, right inside our Antai Building. Do you know how much our losses were? So many researchers and research materials were buried inside, how can you explain it to me?

"

Li Yuanshuo was so angry after hearing this. He waved his hand and said to Xu Kui, the director of the Public Security Bureau on the side: "Take this guy back to the Public Security Bureau and slowly solve this problem."

Yamamura Ono has been in China for several years, and he also understands the rules of Chinese officialdom. But any matter that the leader said to be solved slowly will basically never be solved in this lifetime.

He suddenly roared: "Baga! Is this how your Chinese government officials treat foreign businessmen who support your country's economic construction?"

After hearing this, Li Yuanshuo suddenly had a murderous look in his eyes.

This little devil actually used foreign businessmen to threaten himself. China's current economic situation is not good, and a large part of it is because there are too many foreign businessmen. As a result, the country's enterprises have not developed vigorously, and they are not competitive enough in the face of foreign businessmen.

The country is already preparing to support its own industries, and the good days of these little devils are coming to an end.

But now, this little devil dares to threaten him with foreign businessmen?

However, before Secretary Li could speak, a voice suddenly rang out, "You little devil, don't be so fucking arrogant, you still fucking support our country's construction! If you don't make money, why the hell can you come to China?"

Besides, the construction of our country was all built by us Chinese people. Does it have anything to do with your little Japanese country?"

"Well said!"

"*Little devil, I quit!"

Immediately, many employees who were originally from Antai threw their work nameplates over and smashed them into Yamamura Ono's face.

Yamamura Ono's face instantly turned ugly, and he shouted: "You Chinese pigs want high wages and leisure work. We Japanese companies don't need you lazy pigs! Besides, there are plenty of Chinese pigs, as long as I

Paper recruitment notices, some Chinese pigs come to work for us!”

For a moment, the people who were originally shouting were all speechless.

There are indeed many profit-seeking people in China who sell their ancestors for glory.

Those people don't care who they work for, as long as they can make money.

Sometimes, they don't even care about any moral principles, even cheating friends, relatives, and compatriots. Some time ago, there were underground food stores in South Korea that banned Korean locals from entering, but they solicited Chinese tour groups. Later, someone came back and broke the news that those food stores

, all the food sold inside is junk food and expired food.

At that time, there was a lot of public outcry on the Internet, accusing Koreans of being trash.

However, it was finally revealed that it was shocking, because the people who deceived the Chinese people turned out to be their own people. Together with the local Koreans, they came to defraud their compatriots.

Such people are not worthy to be descendants of Yan and Huang, nor are they worthy to be human beings!

However, at this moment, a middle-aged man with gold-rimmed glasses and a suit who looked elegant came out.

As soon as this middle-aged man came out, everyone looked at him with contempt.

Because everyone who knows this man knows that his nickname is Erguizi. He is a top student who graduated from Tokyo University in Japan. He has lived in Japan for ten years, and his language and customs are no different from those of a real Japanese.

Yamamura Ono smiled proudly when he saw this middle-aged man standing up.

This scene is almost exactly the same as what his grandfather described in his diary about the time when the Japanese invaded China.

At that time, wherever the imperial army went, there were always some speculators like this to "lead the way" for the imperial army.

But at this moment, the middle-aged man adjusted his glasses and said seriously: "Mr. Yamamura, I am the boss of Huake Internet Company on the 20th floor. After hearing what you just said, my partner and I were both

I feel very uncomfortable. We believe that our company is an authentic Chinese company, and we are very unwelcome to owners like you who look down on China and Chinese people."

"This is the original lease contract for our office. It lasts for five years, with two years left to expire. The annual liquidated damages are 500,000 yuan!"

"Chila..."

In front of Yamamura Ono and everyone, the middle-aged man actually tore up a contract worth one million!

"Our company can still afford to pay for one million yuan! I will not forget that I am a Chinese or my ancestors just because of one million yuan! I am a Shanxi native who grew up drinking the water of the Yellow River. My ancestors have been here for generations."

They are Chinese. My sons, grandsons, and grandsons will always be Chinese! This will never change!"

After saying that, the man went back.

Soon, a van drove over.

Because the armed police blocked it, the car couldn't come in, so the people in the car had to move it over with their hands.

He was sweating profusely, carrying a big bag, and ran up to the middle-aged man just now and said: "Brother Sun, this is the one million cash you want. Aren't you an Internet company? You always use the Internet to remit money.

What to do with all that cash?”

The middle-aged man smiled and said: "Use it to slap you in the face!"

After saying that, the middle-aged man took out a stack of RMB from the big bag, which was exactly ten thousand. It was neat and as thick as bricks.

"Little devil, you like money so much! I'll give it to you!"

The middle-aged man took out a stack and smashed it directly at the head of the mountain village Xiaoye.

"Bang!"

Yamamura Ono never thought that the Japanese disciple of Tokyo University in front of him, who had always followed him to please him and was very loyal to the "Imperial Army", would actually use money to throw money at him?

He was stunned.

He didn't wake up until 10,000 yuan was thrown on his head, almost knocking him unconscious.

"Baga!"

Yamamura Ono was hit, and the Japanese people behind him also rioted.

However, there were riot police across from them, and they were experienced in dealing with riots. At this time, they were pushing them back with their batons.

An armed policeman stepped forward, pulled the middle-aged man back behind him, and said, "This brother is a man."

The middle-aged man smiled and said: "This ten thousand yuan doesn't look like much at ordinary times. But when I threw it at me just now, I felt particularly comfortable! Now, I think making money is still very meaningful.

At least, it’s fun to smash up little devils.”

…

In the chaos, Yang Yunfan and Nalanxun sneaked into the laboratory of Antai Building again and searched around.

Unfortunately, the people at Antai are very cautious and store all the information in the central computer. And the information on this central computer has been cleared by the Antai Japanese headquarters. Unless he goes to the Japanese headquarters, Yang Yunfan may not be able to find the information.

.

"Forget it, let's go back and figure something out."

Yang Yunfan and Nalan Xun looked through the building but couldn't find any useful information, so they had to give up.

However, when Yang Yunfan and Nalan Xun first returned to the armed police brigade, as soon as they entered the room, in addition to the five armed police soldiers who went on the mission with them, there were two more people.

A middle-aged man and a young man, one with the rank of lieutenant colonel and the other with the rank of captain.

"Captain Nalan, these two guys are looking for you."

At this time, the lieutenant colonel suddenly stood up, turned to Yang Yunfan, and looked at Yang Yunfan with a cold face: "Are you Yang Yunfan?"

Yang Yunfan narrowed his eyes slightly, "Do you have a problem with me?"

The lieutenant colonel said: "Mr. Xue wants to see you! Come with me to the capital."

This guy's tone is like a superior giving an order to a subordinate, and there is no doubt about it.

Yang Yunfan raised a smile at the corner of his mouth: "Mr. Xue? Xue Mingyu's grandfather? Xue Baoshan?"

Hearing Yang Yunfan call Mr. Xue by his first name, the lieutenant colonel's expression changed, and the captain rushed forward, shaking his hand and about to slap Yang Yunfan.
Chapter completed!