The Chinese translator surnamed Zhang glanced at Song Jinglun and saw that his expression was ugly. He frowned and asked,""Song Sheng, are you feeling unwell?”
Song Jinglun stared at the Chinese translator in a daze. After a while, he smiled bitterly."Yesterday, I told my boss that I had already settled the issue with the tournament in Orlando and asked him to publish the news in the newspaper. Now that the newspapers have been distributed, if the Gweilos don't approve it, the boxing match won't be held, and the readers will drown us with their saliva.”
"Who told you that you can't get the approval for the boxing match?”The Chinese translator looked at Song Jinglun with a strange gaze, looking even more confused than him.
"Hmm?" When Song Jinglun heard the Chinese translator's words, his emotions that had already sunk to the bottom rose again." Didn't you tell me that the Gweilos were afraid of killing people and wouldn't approve the documents brought from the Sports Bureau for me?”
The Chinese translator looked at Song Jinglun as if he was looking at an idiot. After more than ten seconds, he slowly said,""Song Sheng, you actually believe the words of a foreigner. You are really the most honest businessman I have ever seen.”
Song Jinglun wiped his sweat. Seeing that things seemed to have taken a turn for the better, he ignored the translator's mockery and said eagerly,""We're all on the same side. Zhang Sheng, can you just say it directly?”
The translator surnamed Zhang shook his head and explained,""Mr. Song, you work in Xiang Xiang Alley, so you should know that the Eagle Country's people are paid to do things. It's the same in Aomen. These Portuguese people are even more greedy than the Eagle Country's people.
As long as there was a need for their approval procedures, it was impossible for them to complete anything big or small without paying them. Worrying that someone would die in the boxing match was just an excuse. The ultimate goal of that ghost director was to collect money.
You still say that you're a businessman, but you can't even understand such a simple logic?”
The Chinese translator obviously did not understand the position of the newspaper office. As the chief editor of the newspaper office, Song Jinglun was not a businessman at all. It would be more appropriate to say that he was a cultured person. The real businessman should be Liu Jun, the boss of Qiushi News.
As the editor-in-chief, Song Jinglun did not know much about bribery because he was only in charge of reviewing the papers and samples. Even when he opened Qiushi Bookstore, he did not have the opportunity to interact with the Eagle Country people.
The only thing that counted as bribery was the monthly fee that the bookstore paid to the military police. However, in this era, most of the shops in Fragrance Alley did so. He did not realize that this was a means of bribery.
It was precisely because he had never experienced these things before that Song Jinglun was at a loss and did not know what to do after the documents were blocked by the Portuguese people.
Now that the Chinese translator surnamed Zhang had made things clear, Song Jinglun finally reacted.
"Pick! If you wanted to collect money, you should have told me earlier. I was so scared that I even wanted to jump off the building.”After Song Jinglun figured out the ins and outs of the place, he let out a long sigh." Go and call Gweilo in and ask him how much he wants. I'll call the boss to discuss it."”
The Chinese translator shook his head and smiled." I really don't know why the boss of Qiushi News Agency would choose you to do this. There are rules for collecting money. Do you think this kind of thing can be put on the table?
Tonight at eight o'clock, at the cafe next to Minggui Restaurant on Xinma Road, I'll bring Gui Lao to meet you. After drinking the coffee, you can pay the bill.”
At that time, corruption was prevalent in Hong Kong and Macau. The Eagle Country people openly accepted bribes, while the Portuguese people liked to cover up their corruption and invented the so-called "coffee culture".
At 8:30 that night, Song Jinglun sent off the Portuguese officials and the Chinese translator at the cafe and paid the bill at the front desk.
Three cups of coffee, 12,000 Hong Kong dollars.
……
days later
Liu Jun's house
Liu Jun was sitting in the study and flipping through today's Qiushi Bao when Dong Dao came in to report," Master, the White Eyebrow Fist Lin Huairen we met at the Walled City of Nine Dragons is here."”
"Oh, I know." Liu Jun closed the newspaper, stood up from his office chair, and walked out.
Looking at the two people sitting in the living room, Liu Jun smiled.""Master Lin, how did you find this place? Sit down."
Lin Huairen, the successor of the White Eyebrow Fist, and his disciple Wu Yingjun were sitting on chairs. Both of them looked a little reserved.
"Liu Sheng, although I promised you a boxing match, my goal is to let more people know about the White Eyebrow Fist.”Lin Huairen sat upright, but his voice was a little anxious."However, according to my disciple, several newspapers have published news in the past two days, saying that our White Eyebrow Fist School is too arrogant to use the brand of the authentic Southern Boxing.
Liu Sheng, you know that our White Eyebrow Fist definitely doesn't have such intentions.”
"Understood, understood." Liu Jun pressed his hands together and said with a smile," Master Lin, you don't have to be too nervous.”Seeing that Lin Huairen had relaxed a little, Liu Jun continued,""Actually, I'm not afraid to be honest with Master Lin. The news about the White Eyebrow Fist published in the newspapers outside is more or less related to the Qiushi Bao that I founded.”
When he heard that the recent news criticizing the arrogance of the White Eyebrow Fist was related to Liu Jun's " Seeking Truth ", the anxiety on Lin Huairen's face became even more intense. He was about to speak when his disciple, Wu Yingjun, gently tugged at his sleeve.
"Liu Sheng, my master is illiterate and doesn't understand newspapers, but I know that newspapers need big news to increase sales.”Wu Yingjun looked at Liu Jun and said slowly,""Our White Eyebrow Fist is being scolded for being arrogant and conceited. As the organizer of the boxing competition, Liu Sheng's Qiushi Bao must have attracted a large number of readers because of this, but your method doesn't seem very appropriate.”
Although Lin Huairen didn't say anything, he nodded in agreement with his disciple.
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