aircannonsinc Chapter 3172 Cutting off someone's source of income is like killing their parents
Chapter 3172 Cutting off someone's source of income is like killing their parents
Chapter 3172 Cutting off someone's source of income is like killing their parents
Japanese islands.
Gao Mingyuexiang strode into the office building in her high heels, greeting her colleagues along the way. After finally arriving at her office, she closed the door and slumped into her chair.
Since discovering she was pregnant, Gao Mingyuexiang has had a strange sense of crisis.
She felt that the child was probably not Harris's, because Harris had been deliberately controlling during their relationship, which was also related to his family.
She didn't want to get involved in family disputes, so the two could only be described as business partners.
Therefore, this child can only be that of Xiao Runlong Er from that night.
Once the father of the child is confirmed, Gao Mingyuexiang is even more determined not to let the child appear.
So I secretly made an appointment with a hospital and went there during my break.
However, perhaps due to old age or excessive physical fatigue, after the surgery, I felt like my body had collapsed, and I even had difficulty walking.
Fortunately, the doctor said everything went smoothly.
It might be a bit difficult to have children in the future.
But it doesn't matter, she's already this age, she doesn't ask for those things anymore.
Thinking this, Gao Mingyuexiang opened the folder on the table, preparing to check the latest work progress.
The first thing he saw was the pager, and then a smile appeared on his face.
The profit figures on this page are 300 billion!
This is an absolutely terrifying and suffocating number.
Keep in mind, this is just one month's profit.
If you do the math, at the current exchange rate, that's roughly 1.4 billion US dollars.
And this is the portion allocated to the company!
If all profits are included, the total revenue for this month would be approximately 10 billion.
Moreover, this is because the Japanese islands have not yet been developed.
Next year, when the entire Japanese island is using pagers, the profits will only increase.
Thinking this, Gao Mingyuexiang took a deep breath and then smiled.
Since she spearheaded the entire affair, and now that she has achieved success, her position will be even more secure.
Thinking about this, I suddenly felt much less tired.
Just then, the phone on the table rang. Gao Mingyuexiang answered the phone and then heard Harris's voice on the other end.
"Boss, I'm here!"
"Okay, I'll go right away!"
Gao Mingyuexiang said happily, but after hanging up the phone, she touched her stomach. At this moment, she really didn't want to see Harris.
That guy only cares about his own comfort when he does things, and sometimes he even does things that go too far.
So, I always made myself suffer!
However, for now, we still have to keep in touch and not offend them.
"Sigh, I guess I'll just have to suffer for now!"
Gao Mingyue smiled wryly, then got up and walked towards Harris's office.
Having experienced the battlefield since junior high school, Gao Mingyuexiang was confident that she could handle it.
Arriving at the chairman's office, Gao Mingyue straightened her clothes and composed herself before knocking on the door.
Then I heard someone enter from inside, so I pushed the door open and went in.
"Wait a mininute!"
Before Gao Mingyuexiang could speak, Harris spoke first, and then continued making a phone call.
Gao Mingyuexiang glanced at it, walked to the side, picked up a cup, and prepared to brew coffee.
"Sir, it's me!"
"Yes, I understand."
"Don't worry, I will pass on the message as soon as possible."
"Thank you for your trouble."
After hanging up the phone, Harris looked preoccupied, picked up the coffee on the table, and let out a long sigh.
After a moment, he looked at Gao Mingyuexiang and said, "There have been a lot going on lately, so I need you to take care of some things."
With that, Harris put down his coffee and then lay back in his chair.
Gao Mingyuexiang walked familiarly to the back of the chair, then reached out and massaged the other person's shoulder.
Harris closed his eyes and savored the moment, then sighed and said, "You should know about China's miracle drugs, right?"
Gao Mingyuexiang nodded, "I've heard about it. Recently, various research institutions and university medical schools have been talking about this."
"And it's said that there have been some research findings."
Harris sneered, "What kind of results have you achieved?"
At this point, he reached out and grabbed Gao Mingyuexiang's hand, pulling it close to his eyes.
Looking at the woman's fingers, which were so smooth despite being nearly forty, they were much better looking than the fat pig at home.
Thinking of this, Harris couldn't help but squeeze a few times, then gently tighten the pressure.
Gao Mingyuexiang took the opportunity to walk closer and sit in the other person's lap.
"After so much research, the result is only vague and unreliable, so I still don't recommend using it."
"And also, does that mean we just accept whatever the other party says?"
"They were all made according to the recipes written in ancient books, but the results were not exactly the same, but they were worlds apart."
"Other people's medicine can save at least four or five out of ten people, but what about ours?"
"Not one."
"I still doubt whether those books you snatched back from China are even real."
Harris said dismissively, and Gao Mingyuexiang's face showed an embarrassed expression.
Because she also had some doubts. It seemed that all those things she had stolen back then, especially the ancient books and texts, were of no use other than for studying the splendid history of Chinese civilization.
But now is not the time to talk about these things, so he quickly changed the subject, saying, "We can't figure it out, but can't others figure it out either?"
"I've heard that Britain is spending hundreds of millions of dollars every day, but the research is still making no progress."
"Compared to others, our research here is progressing relatively smoothly."
Harris sneered, "That's not wrong."
"Those old fogies in Britain are terrified of dying, so they're trying to figure it out as soon as possible to prolong their already limited lives."
At this point, Harris withdrew his hand, let Gao Mingyuexiang stand up, and then picked up a document. "This is an instruction from headquarters."
"Take a look first."
He then handed the document to Gao Mingyuexiang.
Taking the document, Gao Mingyuexiang glanced at it carefully, then frowned. "Training TCM practitioners?" "This..."
"That might not be easy."
Gao Mingyuexiang looked up at Harris, who shook his head and said, "It's precisely because it's not easy that we need to do it."
"The higher-ups considered that this is a traditional Chinese medicine, and it may need to be combined with other Chinese medicine formulas to achieve its medicinal effects."
"Of course, that's one possibility, but it's definitely worth trying right now."
Gao Mingyuexiang nodded in agreement. "This requires recruiting some TCM professionals; otherwise, it simply cannot be built!"
"You decide what to do."
Harris spoke casually, not really interested in this so-called traditional Chinese medicine.
At the very least, in his "mother country," this Chinese medicine doesn't taste as good as the water from the Red River.
Moreover, the water of the Red River is considered holy water; for those with unwavering faith, drinking it is said to cure all ailments.
The more Harris thought about his hometown, the more he hated it.
If it weren't for that despicable battle back then, his homeland would be the third greatest country.
Instead of the way it is now.
"There's one more thing, I just got a call from upstairs."
"We need to send another team to China to discuss the purchase of computers."
“You’ve been there before and have experience in this area, so I hope you can go again.”
Harris spoke earnestly, his gaze fixed on Gao Mingyuexiang.
Gao Mingyuexiang's first reaction was instinctive resistance, because the people she encountered when she went to China last time were not very friendly.
She understood the reasons behind this, so if it weren't for work, she really wouldn't want to go to China.
Now, judging from Harris's words, he has no choice but to go.
Not daring to disobey Harris, she could only agree, "Okay, when do we leave?"
"No need to rush, a few people from the United States will be going with us."
"It will probably take four or five days."
Gao Mingyue blinked, realizing that her going to discuss business was probably just a pretext.
"Ok."
Gao Mingyuexiang agreed, glanced at Harris, who simply nodded, and then turned and left.
Just as Gao Mingyuexiang was leaving, Harris took out a document from the drawer, which contained exactly what the person on the phone had said.
China is paying close attention to Tibet's rare wild resources, which will seriously affect their raw material purchases.
It's worth noting that a single Shahtoosh, which is popular all over the world, can sell for tens of thousands of dollars, making it a top luxury item on the international market.
Therefore, it brings them countless profits every year and has become the economic pillar of the region.
If the other party cuts off their raw materials, their hard-earned processing industry will suffer a severe blow.
This will lead to the unemployment of millions of people, causing huge local unrest.
Thinking of this, Harris's face darkened.
After a moment's thought, Harris took a satellite phone from the safe and made a call.
"Hello, who is it?"
The familiar language coming from the other end of the phone brought a joyful smile to Harris's face.
“Hey, Vikas, it’s me, Harris.”
Harris greeted them, his body unconsciously leaning back in his chair.
"Oh my goodness, it's the esteemed Lord Harris! What brings you to call a lowly Aryan like me today?"
"Oh, that's quite an unexpected turn of events."
Vikas's voice was loud, but his words were full of sarcasm.
As a successful businessman with money and guns, Vikas felt much more confident when facing the upper class.
“Vikas, if that’s how you’re going to communicate, then I’m hanging up.”
"Hey, just kidding."
Vicas dared not let the other party actually hang up the phone; that would not benefit him.
"Okay, just take it as a joke."
Harris said something, and then got to the point.
"I've received some intelligence; would you like to hear it?"
"You speak, I'm listening."
Vicas's words became more serious, and then Harris spoke up, "I received news that someone went to Beijing and leaked the situation in Tibet."
"The other party is currently investigating the individuals involved, and they are expected to take action soon."
"Of course, you can also hope that they won't have time to deal with it, so you can have some peace and quiet."
"What? Impossible."
Vikas's tone became serious.
He was well aware of how formidable his neighbor was.
Back then, the three of them chased after a group of several hundred people, routing them completely. It was only thanks to his speed that he was able to escape; otherwise, he would have been captured as well.
Every time he thought of that scene, a chill ran down his spine.
"What's impossible?"
"Let me tell you, once the other party takes it seriously, you won't have an easy time from now on."
Harris's voice came again, making Vikas break out in a cold sweat.
But Vikas quickly recovered, because he was just a processor.
In other words, they only earn a small processing fee.
He could only earn a few hundred dollars from a shahtoosh that cost tens of thousands of dollars; the real profits went to guys like Harris.
They are the ones who should be nervous.
Of course, several hundred dollars is a huge profit for him, so it's best to maintain the current situation!
Thinking this through, Vikas regained his composure and said coldly, "Harris, tell me, what are we going to do?"
Harris leaned back in his chair and calmly said, "There's a saying in China that's very straightforward, and I think you should take a look."
"Cutting off someone's source of income is like killing their parents."
“This source of income has not only been cut off for us, but also for Tibet.”