Chapter 264 Blackmail, blatant blackmail

The north wind blew all night, but the next day, the snow stopped. As the saying goes, it doesn’t make the snow cold. Qin Mu shivered as soon as he walked out of the room, and then returned to the house and added a scarf. Then he got into the car and went to the Luchao Township Government.

Nie Li didn't sleep last night. He kept talking to his wife and finally found a way to get promoted. He looked at the various packaged wines he prepared and counted them. Although he didn't know what the Qin Mu's gourd was sold, the leader's instructions were not wrong, so he should handle them carefully.

Qin Mu picked up Nie Li, but did not stop for a long time and went directly to the bilateral market. Since the reconstruction, Qin Mu has not been here. Looking along the way, Qin Mu couldn't help but nodded and said, "Secretary Qiu and Zhigang are doing well. Looking at the reconstruction blueprint, it is a bit of a southern architectural style. Building southern-style buildings in the north is a big breakthrough in their understanding."

Nie Li naturally did not dare to interrupt, but remembered Qin Mu's words in his heart, thinking about doing something else in the future to attract Qin Mu's attention.

Yin Zhaoji's royal blue sports car had arrived at the market. Under the whizzing north wind, the roof of the sports car did not open, reminding Qin Mu of Han Xueling's strange sports car, and a funny expression appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The place they chose to meet was a comprehensive shop, because it crossed the border, half of the shop was in China and the other half was in North Korea, so the reconstruction market did not remove the shop. Qin Mu stepped inside and saw Yin Zhaoji's beautiful figure wrapped in a thick velvet coat, looking anxiously outside the door.

As soon as Qin Mu's figure appeared, a relief expression floated across Yin Zhaoji's face, and then he said coldly: "Deputy Secretary Qin, you have a good concept of time."

Qin Mu raised his wrist, looked at his purely handmade Omega watch, and smiled and said, "It's just 10 o'clock in the morning."

Yin Zhaoji saw the luster of Qin Mu's watch, and she looked glittering in her eyes and said strangely: "Is your watch from Omega brand? I don't seem to have seen this style before."

Qin Mu avoided talking and reached out to make a call. The meaning was very clear. We are here to talk about the bilateral market issue, not about watches. However, Yin Zhaoji's vision made Qin Mu feel at ease. North Korea has always advocated that it does not pursue material life, but judging from Yin Zhaoji's performance, this woman is probably not unfamiliar with many well-known brands in the world.

A long border sign passed through the middle of the table. Qin Mu sat on China and Yin Zhaoji sat on Chaofang, and both of them showed serious expressions on their faces. This negotiation was not so much for their own benefit, but rather they joined forces to give Russia a condom. The reason for facing it with caution was to determine who was the dominant and who was the subordinate in this game.

This benefit is not just personal income, it is all the barriers to developing a local economy. Although North Korea has been insisting on seclusion, in small areas, they do not mind increasing more profits. What's more, Qin Mu knew in his heart that North Korea even has plans to build the most luxurious hotel in North Korea that can even be ranked in Asia. North Korea's desire for economic development is more intense than China.

After Yin Zhaoji sat down, the female soldiers who accompanied her brought her a big cup of hot tea. Qin Mu smiled slightly. Yin Zhaoji wanted to give herself a warning just now, but she was scheming. Qin Mu had been planning this long negotiation and was naturally well prepared. The box in Qiu Xiaopeng's hand was placed on the table.

With a "click", the suitcase opened leisurely. Qin Mu slowly took out a full set of tea-making tools from it, and even took out three small glasses that could only accommodate children.

Yin Zhaoji's face suddenly became gloomy. She held the teacup in both hands, not knowing whether to put it down or continue drinking it. Qin Mu's tea set was definitely not with her. From the coke prepared in Qin Mu's suitcase, he knew that he was prepared.

Nie Li looked at the door. He didn't find something, but felt that if he looked at this interesting scene again, he would probably laugh.

Qin Mu didn't care about the cold gaze that ejaculated in Yin Zhaoji's eyes. He slowly placed the coke dot in an aluminum heating pan, then took out a handkerchief from his pocket, pinched the warm teapot's plate and put it on the heating pan, and then gently put the teapot into the plate. He thought for a while, and the spout of the teapot was facing the door of the shop, which made Yin Zhaoji's face look a little better.

If the spout is aimed at, then the status of whom will be low. This is a truth that has not changed since ancient times. Qin Mu did this to tell Yin Zhaoji that the two parties in this negotiation are in an equal position, and there is no one who comes first and no one who is the master or the assistant. Otherwise, if Qin Mu aims the spout at Yin Zhaoji, it would be strange if she doesn't turn over the table. Many cultures in China and North Korea are connected, but this should be paid attention to.

Of course, Qin Mu wouldn't have faced the spout against him. If that were true, Qin Mu wouldn't have sat here calmly.

After doing all this, Qiu Xiaopeng came over with a glass of water and poured it into the plate. The preparation for making tea was completed. Qin Mu took out a small tin can from the box and gently unscrewed the lid on his head. Yin Zhaoji smelled a peaceful fragrance and shouted in surprise: "Best clouds and mist?"

Qin Mu's hand paused for a moment. This kind of top-quality cloud fog is now very rare, and only a few old trees have yields. He rubbed a few taels from the old man when he returned to Beijing last time and kept it. Unexpectedly, Yin Zhaoji could accurately determine the type of tea by the dispersed aroma of the tea leaves. A clear look flashed in Qin Mu's eyes. He slowly poured the tea into the teapot, added some water, and said regretfully: "It's best to soak the top-quality cloud fog in mountain spring water, which is a pity."

Yin Zhaoji also showed a pity on her face, but it only flashed. Then she put the teacup in her hand on the table, frowned slightly, as if a slight slight opening of Qiuxia's sandalwood mouth, and said with a little blame: "Deputy Secretary Qin, we seem to be here to discuss the bilateral market, not to taste tea. Are you putting the cart before the horse?"

Qin Mu shook his head, took out tweezers from the box, clamped a crystal clear cup and put it in the saucer, and said slowly: "Only by tasting tea can you calm down and look at the problem without being angry. Didn't General Li talk about this problem before?"

"You..." Yin Zhaoji's eyes suddenly opened wide, and his eyes were full of incredible expressions. General Li, the third person in North Korea, has always been a tough war pro-war faction. He once proposed iron-blooded words such as "using the lives of the North Korean people in exchange for ten years of reform." The reason why Qin Mu judged that Yin Zhaoji and General Li was all because Yin Zhaoji was able to know the best-quality tea, and there were only three people who were qualified to receive the Chinese gift. Among them, Qin Mu knew very well in later generations, but the name Yin Zhaoji had never appeared. Therefore, Qin Mu judged that Yin Zhaoji only came from General Li.

Fortunately, Qin Mu bet right. He guessed the source of Yin Zhaoji, but Yin Zhaoji didn't know where his roots were. Invisibly, Qin Mu added to his own oppressiveness in negotiations, and Yin Zhaoji's eyes were full of mysterious colors.

Time seemed to stop, space seemed to be quiet, only Qin Mu's movements were moving in a regular manner, cleaning the three cups, and then quietly looking at the purple clay teapot.

Yin Zhaoji looked at Qin Mu's beautiful and focused face and slowly smiled. He said in a slight sighing voice: "I can't tell that Deputy Secretary Qin is also a master of tea ceremony. Should Zhaoji feel honored to be able to taste the fragrant tea made by Deputy Secretary Qin himself?"

Qin Mu grinned. Not only Yin Zhaoji felt that Qin Mu's smile was interesting, but everyone present thought that Qin Mu's smile was full of offensive posture: "Who can drink this tea, it's not certain."

After he said this, Qiu Xiaopeng had already taken down the empty box on the table and took out a stack of documents from the briefcase. Qin Mu took a slight look at the documents, then pushed one of them across the border, and said lightly: "This reconstruction of the bilateral market is a sign. I don't need to explain it more. This document has been introduced in detail."

After saying that, Qin Mu focused on the teapot again, as if he had eaten Yin Zhaoji. Although they were nominally from two countries, they were representatives of the interests of a small group. Therefore, Qin Mu directly tore the country apart to make the gentleness and look like a businessman, and directly put on the topic to the point.

If Qin Mu was kind and gradually negotiated with Yin Zhaoji, he would maintain his demeanor of a great power, and many terms would be tilted towards North Korea for the sake of face. First, he used the means of breaking Yin Zhaoji's source to make Yin Zhaoji's mind vibrate, and then used light words to stimulate Yin Zhaoji's ineligible to drink his own tea, smashed Yin Zhaoji with a soft hammer, and then took out the documents, which was quite like Cheng Yaojin's three-pronged axe to determine the winner and lose.

Yin Zhaoji also had contact with several senior Chinese officials, each of whom was very elegant. She had never seen any behavior like a bandit? Looking at Qin Mu's annoying performance, she gently shook her hair on her temples back and reached out to take the documents.

In the eyes, there is a beautiful Chinese running script. Yin Zhaoji studied Chinese culture and couldn't help but look up and asked, "Is this handwriting written by Deputy Secretary Qin?"

Qin Mu nodded slightly and smiled: "The word "chou" is ugly, we still have to write the final agreed document in Chinese and Korean language."

Yin Zhaoji nodded, focused on this handsome and sharp font, and read it word by word. The more she read it, the more gloomy her face became. Seeing that she could not bear the anger in her heart at the end, she threw the document on the table with a "splash" and screamed: "You are blackmailing, blatant robbery!"
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