Aso Jiro, who did not know the importance of crystal cores to Wei Hua and Zhao Pian, naturally would not ask Wei Hua why he wanted to buy them. What was his motive? Not to mention that this kind of question was very low IQ and boring. If it touched some bottom line that Wei Hua was unwilling to talk about and made this young man unhappy, it would have a great impact on the long-term arms deal in the future.
Even though Wei Hua's reason for requesting to use the crystal cores as payment for the military supplies was a little confusing, Aso Jiro had no reason to reject Wei Hua.
After thinking about it for a while, Aso Jiro quickly made a decision. He picked up the pen on the table and quickly wrote on the note. He said to Wei Hua, who was waiting at the side, without raising his head.
"How about this, Wei Huajun? I will still pay you the highest price in cash for this arms deal. As for the crystal cores you need, I don't have enough here. How about this? I'll give you a letter of recommendation. Take it to the Tokyo Food Bureau and talk to their director, Hatoyama Division. Like me, he was a member of the Committee of Four and had a monopoly over almost all of the food business in Tokyo. If you wanted large quantities of food, you could only start with him.”
"With my recommendation letter, I believe you should be able to get what you want from him at the lowest price. After all, as long as he opened his mouth to speak, he would still have to give face to this old man.”
After receiving the letter of introduction, he picked up the memory card that had the right to extract crystal cores and examined it carefully. Actually, according to Wei Hua's previous estimation, even if this firearm was 100% new, it would at most be worth 70% to 80% of Tokyo's crystal core stock. Wei Hua naturally knew what the extra 20% to 30% meant for Aso Jiro.
Wei Hua carefully put the letter of introduction and the memory card into his pocket. To a certain extent, Wei Hua, who had the initiative, slowly opened his mouth and said in a slightly gentle tone,
"Thank you so much, Mr. Masheng. I'm flattered by your sincerity. How about this, after this trip, I will arrange for the second arms deal as soon as possible next month. At that time, I will send you some new toys that will definitely satisfy you!”
"Haha, then I'll be waiting for you, Wei Hua's head of state, to come again!”
Although he was sure that he had gotten Wei Hua's promise, which sounded reliable, Aso Jiro, who had ulterior motives, clearly had a target that was more worthy of attention than these light weapons.
Aso Jiro walked around the desk to Wei Hua's side and placed his hand on Wei Hua's shoulder. He glanced out of the corner of his eye at the parking lot outside the window and whispered.
"Mr. Wei, forgive me for being rude, but personally, I would prefer to get a bucket truck like the one you parked in the parking lot. As long as you can get this precious thing, I, Aso Jiro, will definitely give you a satisfactory price.”
Hmm? Barrel carts? Did this mean that he wanted heavy equipment?
A flash of inspiration flashed through his mind. Wei Hua glanced out of the window and quickly understood the meaning behind Aso Jiro's words. Compared to the individual weapons that could barely be produced in the apocalypse, the heavy armored vehicles inherited from the war were obviously more attractive and valuable.
After thinking about it, he smiled faintly and said the same gentle words.
"You've really outsmarted me, Mr. Masheng. You don't need me to tell you how much manpower and material resources it takes to build one in this post-apocalyptic world. Even for our party, it's only a double-digit amount.”
Looking at Wei Hua, who was pretending to be helpless, Aso Jiro nodded repeatedly and immediately revealed an expression of understanding. However, since he had already said that, he thought that he would be rejected by Wei Hua, but he never expected Wei Hua's next words to take a 180-degree turn like a roller coaster.
"But based on your sincerity towards me, I will definitely do everything I can to urge you when I return. I'll try my best to get you one during the next transaction, but you have to solve the fuel yourself. What do you think?”
Aso Jiro, who was stunned for a moment and then lost his voice for a moment, was overjoyed. He had never expected Wei Hua to bring him such a big promise.
"What do you think? Wouldn't it be too greedy if I said I wasn't satisfied? Haha."
The flowery atmosphere of communication always ended the conversation happily. After Wei Hua got the result he wanted, he quickly walked out of Aso Jiro's office and turned to look at Zhao Pian, who had been waiting at the door.
"Let's go. Lunch is on me. Order whatever you want to eat.”
Even though Wei Hua was trying his best to make himself look high-spirited with his expression and posture, Zhao Pian, who had been waiting at the door for nearly half an hour, was not convinced.
"Looking at your smug look, people who don't know would think that you bought the entire Tokyo city. You don't know how to keep a low profile at all.”
"Hey, I said that I wanted to treat you to a meal. Why didn't you repay me for my kindness?"
Time flew by as the two of them laughed and laughed. Wei Hua, who had already boarded the barrel-cart with Zhao Pian beside him, did not notice the pair of eyes staring at his back.
"One day, you will be mine, I promise!”
The sales manager, who had been eavesdropping on Wei Hua and Aso Jiro's conversation but was unable to interrupt because of the harmonious conversation between Wei Hua and Zhao Pian, stared at Wei Hua as he walked away.
He stuffed a piece of slightly mutated steak into his mouth. The culinary skills of this restaurant, which could be said to be the best Western restaurant in Tokyo, made Wei Hua, who was chewing on the mellow meat, feel quite satisfied.
"Although I don't know what you're thinking, I still feel that it's a little inappropriate for you to sell them to merchants like this. I mean... I mean, if possible, wouldn't it be better if we use these weapons and equipment to recruit our own forces?”
Listening to the whispers in his ears, Wei Hua gently put down the knife and fork in his hand. He wiped the grease from the corner of his mouth with a napkin and slowly answered Zhao Pian, who had a puzzled expression on his face.
"I naturally have my reasons for doing so. First, we can't be a tyrant just by having weapons and equipment. We need food and logistics as the foundation, and these require a lot of money to buy. Therefore, using weapons to exchange for funds was the best choice at the moment, because we could use Glory Points to exchange for weapons at any time, and the crystal cores could prevent us from directly fighting the zombies and Zergs.”
"Secondly, the equipment I sold to that old man Aso Jiro were all pre-World War II equipment. Their actual combat effectiveness is far inferior to the weapons in our hands. In the future, if our own forces clash with them or something unexpected happens, I can also ensure that the equipment in their hands is not a match for the genuine ones in our hands. I think you should be more familiar with your own weapon."
" Taking a step back, even if we don't meet on the battlefield in the end, they will definitely not be able to do without me for the maintenance of technical equipment and logistics. By the time they become overly reliant on the equipment I provide, their fate will be at my mercy.”
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