"Mr. Smith, as far as I know, you don't seem to be so loyal to your duties in the oil depot.

Also, you seem to have accepted a lot of bribes to sell out the interests of the company..."

Lin Yi said in a very relaxed tone, as if he was chatting with friends.

But his eyes were always fixed on Smith, observing his every move.

Lin Yi's words made Smith's face change. He didn't expect Lin Yi to know these things?

But he still pretended to be calm and said: "I don't know what you are talking about, Mr. Lin, this is an unfounded slander!

If you continue to slander me like this without reason, don't blame me for being rude to you.

I have a lot of good relationships with the Chief Justice, the Police Department, and the Industrial and Commercial Bureau here.

Mr. Lin, I'll give you a chance to reorganize your words. Are you threatening me?" Smith stared at Lin Yi fiercely.

However, Lin Yi didn't care about his denial and continued to say calmly: "Oh, really? Then why did I hear that several buyers gave you huge kickbacks?

Also, were those false accounts made by others?

I heard that there were two fires in the oil depot of Royal Dutch in the past year. I don't know if it's true or not..."

Hearing this, Smith finally couldn't help it. He stood up angrily and pointed at the door and yelled at Lin Yi: "Mr. Lin, what do you mean? You are not welcome here, please get out immediately!"

Facing Smith's anger, Lin Yi remained calm and replied with a smile: "No, no, no, sir, I think you may have misunderstood.

I'm not here to threaten you. We are friends. I just want to discuss a business with you, sir."

Use your own handle to threaten yourself to discuss business?

Smith thought it was a bit ridiculous. He sneered and responded: "Huh, talking about business? Do you think you can scare me like this?

Let me tell you, our Smith family has a strong influence here, and it is not a small person like you who can shake my position!"

A barely perceptible smile flashed across Lin Yi's face. He knew that the other party had not yet realized the seriousness of the problem.

So he emphasized again: "Yes, I really can't shake the position of your Smith family.

But you, Mr. Smith, if Mr. Raul takes these evidences and exposes them at the group's board of directors, do you think you can still sit firmly?"

This sentence made Smith fall into silence, and he began to realize the seriousness of the matter. He stared at Lin Yi and cursed in his heart.

The Smith family is very powerful, but every powerful family has an equally powerful competitor opposite.

The Raul family is also a powerful family in Royal Dutch Petroleum.

Smith's position as president of the Far East is not solid.

If only Lin Yi accuses him, Smith will treat him as a fart!

If these evidences were in the hands of the Raul family, the threat would be completely different.

Looking at the materials brought by Lin Yi, Smith only flipped through a few pages to determine the authenticity of these materials.

"Who are you? Whose interests do you represent?" Smith asked in a deep voice.

He didn't think that a Chinese like Lin Yi could control such detailed intelligence.

The only possibility is that he is a white glove pushed by other forces.

And this unknown force does not seem to be very friendly to their Smith family.

"Mr. Smith, I think you may think too much. I come from a society. Our society has more than 50,000 brothers.

And the people who rely on our society for food are at least more than 100,000.

Mr. Smith, let me tell you a fact. In Hong Kong Island, there is nothing that we and Liansheng can't ask."

"What exactly are you going to do?" Smith's tone is no longer as strong as at the beginning.

Hit the snake at its seven inches, Lin Yi seized his weak spot.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Lin Yi said while the iron was hot: "So, why don't we sit down and have a good talk? Maybe we can find a win-win solution."

Smith hesitated for a moment, but finally decided to listen to Lin Yi's proposal.

After all, he didn't want to lose his position because of these things.

This position is not only his own, but also the Smith family's.

In order to put him in this position, the Smith family didn't know how many exchanges and sacrificed how much interests, which put him in this position.

Everyone has weaknesses, and the foreigners are no exception.

After the two sat down again, Lin Yi put the documents on the table and said: "These documents contain evidence of your bribery.

If you agree to cooperate with me, I guarantee that these evidences will beThe documents will not appear on the board of directors' table. Of course, in return, I hope you can do me a small favor. "

Lin Yi said, and took out the 24k pure gold Zippo lighter he used to pack 13 from his pocket.

With a "click".

A light blue flame appeared on the lighter.

Lin Yi extended the flame to the documents.

As the flame jumped, the documents slowly turned into ashes.

Lin Yi held a cigarette in his mouth and lit the cigarette in his mouth with the last bit of flame.

He took a deep puff, blew out a big smoke ring, and then a series of small smoke rings.

"Mr. Smith, these are copies, and now, as you can see, they no longer exist.

We will be generous to our friends.

All the businessmen, dock workers, porters who have participated in this matter... We will clean up for you.

Mr. Smith, I came here with great sincerity. I really don't want us to end up on opposite sides..." Lin Yi said with regret.

Smith glanced at Lin Yi. If eyes could kill, Lin Yi would have been killed by him thousands of times, thousands of times.

"Mr. Lin, tell me straight. What exactly do you want me to do?" Smith didn't want to beat around the bush.

Lin Yi smiled and told his plan.

"Mr. Smith, I think your company should consider building an oil depot near the Tsuen Wan wharf to facilitate maritime transportation."

"Are you going to smuggle refined oil?" Smith's heart was slightly relieved.

If the other party is just for money, it's really not a big deal.

As for being an oil thief? He Smith has rich experience.

If the people who check the accounts can't fool them anymore, burn a warehouse, encounter a shipwreck, encounter pirates... There are always more solutions than difficulties.

"No, no, no, Mr. Smith, you misunderstood. I am a serious businessman and will not smuggle refined oil.

If, I mean if, there happens to be an undersea oil pipeline running under your company's warehouse, I wonder if Mr. Smith could help you out?"

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