184: Shipped! What does "傻碧" mean?

Pfft!

Hearing this, the rest of the people in the conference room couldn't hold back.

Their faces were flushed, forcibly suppressing their laughter... What the heck is "no free shipping," what the heck is "honest business practice"...

Good thing Su Yun is not a legitimate businessman!

Otherwise, that price... definitely belongs to a black-hearted shop!

Directors Deng Zhiyong and Ding Jian exchanged glances.

They were excited internally: No wonder everyone likes Su Yun.

This kid distinguishes clearly between gratitude and grievances, his moral compass is super straight...

Deng Zhiyong thought: Oh well, oh well, if we do not scam Japan's money, we are wasting the opportunity...

On the other side.

Zhu Fen Cilang, as a high-ranking official in a certain governmental organization, froze.

One hundred thousand yuan for one sparkler?

One million for one two-firecracker!?

Is this how weapons are sold?

Hmph... Ridiculous!

Who are you looking down on!?

Zhu Fen Cilang immediately declared: "You foolish China person, are you trying to humiliate me?"

"I will offer you one hundred million!"

"Send this batch of high-tech weapons! Deliver them as quickly as possible!"

Su Yun: ???

Everyone: ... Holy sh*t! Is this Zhu Fen Cilang on the other side perhaps an intellectually disabled, cerebral palsy child?

Spending one hundred million to buy... sparklers?

two-firecrackers!?

One has to ask, how did Lord Zhu Fen become a high-ranking official?

Fatty Wang Fan covered his mouth, snickering: "It really is true, when wealth comes, you cannot stop it!"

Su Yun grinned: "Lord Zhu Fen is straightforward, a generous person!"

"Since you are so sincere, I will reluctantly give you free shipping..."

"Place your order! I will arrange the shipment for you!"

As soon as he finished speaking.

Deng Zhiyong gave instructions, and staff provided Japan's Zhu Fen Cilang with a bank account.

"Ding! Income received 100,000,000..."

That was quite efficient!

Zhu Fen Cilang called out: "Did you receive the money? Ship the goods quickly!"

Su Yun smiled and hung up the phone: "Just wait..."

Everyone: ... The atmosphere in the conference room fell silent for a few seconds.

Then, several people burst into hearty laughter.

"Hahaha! Holy sh*t! I have lived long enough to see everything! Lord Zhu Fen has a pig brain, right?"

"Excellent, we scammed one hundred million..."

"I truly did not expect this bastard to even haggle!"

"Honestly, this is the first time I have seen someone call out to raise the price..."

Su Yun was also quite happy at the scene.

An extra hundred million appeared out of nowhere; even if it is handed over to the state, so be it.

Director Deng Zhiyong asked: "Brother Su Yun, are you shipping the goods?"

Su Yun nodded: "Ship it! Why would I not ship it!?"

"The people of Japan, although their brains are not good enough, they are truly disgusting."

"To shut their mouths... Conveniently, there were still some sparklers and two-firecrackers left over from that day."

"I will find a way to mail them over shortly."

A major power must, of course, maintain the demeanor of a major power.

The money has been received, why would we not ship the goods?

Besides... A few sparklers and two-firecrackers... being able to be set off in Japan, that counts as going abroad.

Hearing this, Director Deng Zhiyong smiled with gratification: "Brother Su Yun, we owe you a lot this time."

"Regarding this hundred million, I think I will submit an application to the higher-ups and transfer it to you later, okay!?"

Su Yun shook his head: "No need. Just consider it my contribution to the country..."

Submitting an application is quite troublesome, requiring registration and signatures and so on.

One hundred million... In the past, he might have been desperate for it.

Now, he has basically resigned himself to the situation... In terms of work, he just picks up junk... In terms of life, he has absolutely no worries about food, drink, or daily needs!

For example, there are quite a few places he can go: Police Bureau, Steel Regiment, hospital, Fire Station, etc...

To the side...

Officer Hong's heart was itching, and his stomach uncooperatively rumbled: "I say, why do we not go grab some late-night snacks?"

He had not eaten dinner yet, and the food in his insulated container was not very warm anymore.

Deng Zhiyong immediately laughed: "No problem!"

"I will go arrange it... Tonight, we brothers will not go home until we are drunk..."

The trouble was solved.

Everyone was in a good mood...

Around 5:30 AM the next day.

Security Bureau Director Deng Zhiyong was woken up by the urge to urinate.

Rubbing his swollen head, he groggily climbed out of bed... "Ouch, who is this? So heavy?"

He glanced at the bed.

Ding Jian, Officer Hong, Su Yun... A group of people were piled together haphazardly.

The one pressing down on Deng Zhiyong was none other than Fatty Wang Fan...

"Fatty should lose weight."

Deng Zhiyong moved Wang Fan off him.

Feeling much lighter, he put on his shoes and headed out.

He relieved himself... then stood outside for a smoke.

A Security Bureau staff member came over.

Holding a document: "Director, the goods have been shipped out at the fastest speed."

"Now, Japan should have already received them..."

Hearing this, Deng Zhiyong grinned: "Good, you go back to work."

Looking at the staff member's retreating figure.

He could not help but anticipate: How wonderful will Lord Zhu Fen's expression be when he sees them?

He went back to bed for a nice continuation of his sleep...

On the other side.

Compared to Su Yun and his group, Japan's Zhu Fen Cilang had trouble sleeping all night.

He had been waiting for the express delivery.

Oh no... more accurately, he was waiting for the high-tech weapons!

"Hmph hmph..."

The more Zhu Fen Cilang thought about it, the more excited and thrilled he became.

Those foolish China people... they actually sold the high-tech weapons so easily?

Still too young...

Zhu Fen Cilang had planned: He would disassemble and analyze this batch of high-tech weapons!

At that time, they would be sent to research institutes, to military industrial zones... Let the scientists study them, and perhaps they could decipher the secrets within!

RUMBLE... The next moment.

A Japan helicopter descended from the sky.

Several soldiers, armed with live ammunition, cautiously escorted a mysterious box.

"Reporting to Your Excellency, the Minister Zhu Fen! The escort team has successfully completed the escort mission!"

"The box is intact! It has not suffered any damage!"

Yes, Zhu Fen Cilang, who was eager to receive the box and worried that China might back out, had sent the escort team.

He dispatched the escort team to receive it.

"Good, good, good... You did a splendid job!"

Zhu Fen Cilang rubbed his hands.

Under the light, his eyes glowed as he stared at the cardboard box in front of him...

There was a line of text on it...

"Where is the translator? Translate what this means?"

A Middle-aged Man wearing a suit and tie spoke: "Your Excellency, the Minister, it says..."

"Recipient: Lord Zhu Fen..."

"Sha Bi..."

Zhu Fen Cilang: ???

Although he did not quite understand what it meant, why did it sound strange?

Zhu Fen Cilang: "What does Sha Bi mean?"

"Can it be eaten? Can it be drunk?"

"Which Yangko dance troupe is it from?"

"Or does it mean... there is some major secret inside!?"

To know himself and his enemy and win every battle, he used the internet every day to learn about China.

Things like the "Auntie God of War Yangko Dance Troupe" and the "Walking Group"... Zhu Fen Cilang knew a little about them.

Hearing this, the translator's lips twitched twice: "Your Excellency, the Minister, do you really want to know?"

Zhu Fen Cilang's face was serious: "Baka! Are you trying to hide the truth?"

"Your conscience is greatly problematic!"

Translator: "..."

"Your Excellency, the Minister."

"The sender says you are Sha Bi..."

"As far as I know, this term is an honorary title used by China netizens for people who are extremely capable!"

"It is obvious that they are afraid of you..."

Zhu Fen Cilang pricked up his ears, widened his eyes, and felt delighted inside.

What leader does not like subordinates flattering him and painting a rosy picture?

"You are very good! When you return, I will give you a major reward!"

After speaking, he was filled with joy and anticipation, ready to open the express box...

The translator took a deep breath.

He thought: 'Anyway, he is happy, so Sha Bi it is!'