"Mr. Ambassador, I don't know why you are so angry, but the person who should be angry now is me, all of our businessmen in Saudi Arabia!" Saike said as he handed the documents in front of Powell and said in a deep voice: "Look, this is a joint notice from the Saudi Business Headquarters and the Tax Headquarters. From today on, the tax rate of all our merchants in the country will increase by 20%. Not only that, the Saudi government has also restricted and even canceled preferential policies for us on many negative sides. Mr. Ambassador, since the announcement was issued, our merchants in Saudi Arabia are no longer aristocrats. All the privileges we bought with a large handful of dollars have been wiped out!"

Although Powell's character is arrogant and has a very irritable temper, he is still very concerned about work. As the ambassador of M country to Saudi Arabia, one of Powell's jobs is to safeguard all the interests of M country merchants in Saudi Arabia. After hearing Saike's words, Powell hurriedly took over the documents in Saike's hand and read them carefully.

"It's outrageous!" After reading it, Powell tore the notice to pieces and roared angrily: "Are the Saudis crazy? They actually put their hands into our pockets! Bastard!" "Mr. Ambassador, it's not just that. While we received this joint notice, the Chinese also received a copy. I don't think you would have dreamed that the content of the notice was completely opposite to the one in our hands. In other words, the Saudi government deprived us of all our privileges and then handed it to the Chinese. In the past, our M-country merchants occupied an irresistible dominance, but with these two notices, our era is about to end. Next, it will be the era when Chinese merchants rule the Saudi economy!"

"Nonsense! In Saudi Arabia, whether it is politics or economy, our country is the only master. Our era will never end. I want the Chinese to rush back to their hometown! Anna, take my suit!" Powell shouted outside the door. Anna hurriedly walked in with an ironed suit and put it in for Powell. "Mr. Ambassador, where are you going?" Seke asked urgently. Powell snorted coldly and gritted his teeth and said, "I want to point at Duziji's nose to ask him if he had taken the wrong medicine! Let him understand who is the person he should respect!" "I'll go too!" Seke hurriedly followed Powell.

Du Ziji was quite satisfied with the lunch he had with Shen Zhenxin. Of course, what he was satisfied with was not the delicious Chinese cuisine, but what he was satisfied with was the result. Not only did he establish a good relationship with Shen Zhenxin, he made up for his past indifference to Shen Zhenxin, paving the way for him to formally send a delegation to China to negotiate, but what made him even more excited was his encounter with Longquan wine. Until this time, the long, congested and undispersed wine fragrance echoed in his mouth. This charming fragrance not only had a strong attraction to men, but seemed to be no exception to women, because when he kissed his lover, his sexy lover suddenly looked like a lovely little female cat, showing unprecedented passion. The wine and sex made Du Ziji really tired, and he lay on the big bed specially designed for him in the office, and never thought of getting up.

But Powell said angrily: "President Duzigi, don't forget that the great contributions made by us Chinese to Saudi Arabia are incomparable to Chinese people..." Duzigi curled his lips and said coldly: "Really? Maybe I forgot, but I haven't forgotten that every year, the tax paid by Chinese merchants to my Saudi government is three to five times that of your Chinese merchants, while the money taken away by Chinese merchants from our Saudi Arabia is three to five times that of Chinese merchants!" "Duzigi, you are too much!" Powell stood up suddenly and shouted with arrogance: "You will regret doing this!"

Du Ziji stood up without being outdone and said coldly: "It's my business if you don't regret it later! Since you have seen the new foreign business policy, you have already seen it, then from today on, please do it seriously. I don't want to have conflicts with your businessmen in M ​​countries because of tax evasion!" Powell laughed so angry and said sinisterly: "Okay, okay, President Du Ziji, you are really courageous. Looking at the world, it's rare for people who dare to talk to our Chinese people like this. Okay, let's take a look and see who will give in the end!" After that, he shook his head and walked out of the door.

At the door, Powell almost ran into Balaku who was coming hurriedly. Seeing that it was Powell, Balaku's face habitually filled with a slightly flattering smile and said, "Mr. Powell, long time no see, your complexion..." Balaku habitually wanted to praise Powell's good complexion, but when he saw Powell's dark face was stunned, he swallowed the next half of the sentence into his stomach. Powell snorted at him with an unkind expression, and then turned around angrily. Balaku was a little uneasy when Powell snorted, and looked at Duziji with suspicion.

In Saudi Arabia, Duziki is the number one person, but after him it is not a vice president, but the oil minister of Balaku. Duziki has power and Balaku has money. The two of them firmly control Saudi Arabia in their palms. Whether it is to consolidate their position or for others, Duziki and Balaku have a good personal relationship. Because of this, Balaku is the only person who can enter and exit Duziki's office freely without notice and make an appointment. Seeing Duziki, Balaku was not as reserved as ordinary subordinates when they met their boss, and asked naturally: "What's wrong with Powell? It seems like he had taken gun medicine. Who was so bold to provoke him?"

Du Ziji snorted slightly and said, "It's me!" "Ah? It's you? You're crazy, why are you provoking him for nothing?"
Chapter completed!