I am a Big Player
Chapter 610 - 603, Top Secret CIA Files (Large Section)_2

Chapter 610: 603, Top Secret CIA Files (Large Section)_2

"I’m not interested in knowing what our big boss did in New York," Nie Ting shook his head, "I only know that the debt ratio of American Airlines is unimaginably high, and banks are no longer willing to lend to them. You are facing a net loss of 120 million US Dollars every month, so you are in desperate need of fresh blood to fill the deficits and use this positive news to get funding back into American Airlines to complete the transformation. Losses are temporary, it’s just a matter of adjusting the business strategy. But right now, the DuPont Conglomerate really wants to gain more control of American Airlines’ stock. Mr. Brown, would you prefer the DuPont Conglomerate to expand its influence in the American aviation sector, or accept a distant Chinese internet company?"

Nie Ting did not pick up on George Brown’s words; the other party was talking conditions, while he was talking about the other party’s weaknesses.

At the negotiation table, never let the opponent lead you by the nose, a lesson Nie Ting had learned early in his career.

George Brown laughed, "Mr. Nie truly lives up to his reputation. As a Chinese person, the extent of your knowledge about us is astonishing indeed."

"Qinghe Group is prepared to offer a 1% premium, which is 2.8179 billion US Dollars, for 10% of American Airlines’ stock held by the Brown Consortium. In times when American Airlines is facing doubts, this is the utmost sincerity from our big boss. Of course, this is contingent on the CIA withdrawing the global manhunt for our big boss, Mr. Ren He," Nie Ting said calmly and collectedly.

This time, before he left, Ren He had given him authority to go 5% above the asking price, but for Nie Ting, if he really settled the deal at Ren He’s bottom line, then what face would he have to return to his big boss and colleagues?

Negotiations wouldn’t be completed in a day. George Brown did not intend to resolve this matter today; he didn’t want to be led by the nose by Nie Ting and conveniently shifted the topic with a laugh, "Mr. Nie, don’t you really want to know what kind of person your big boss is? To be honest, I’d also like to get to know him, so please pass on a message for me. If he comes to America again, I would like to invite him for a meal. Right now, he’s a legend in New York."

With that, George Brown tossed a manila file folder to Nie Ting, "Mr. Nie, shall we have lunch together? We need to think about it."

In fact, for ordinary people, policemen, and even the CIA and FBI, the big boss of Qinghe Group was nothing short of a madman. But from the perspective of the consortiums, it was different: the person in question had created a vast enterprise in the East and had survived in the dangerous environment of New York. That wasn’t all; the latest news was that he had single-handedly ambushed a whole CIA operative team in Amsterdam, the Netherlands.

In the capitalist world, in the eyes of capital, human life is negligible. In fact, the consortiums appreciated the big boss of Qinghe’s mysterious and legendary persona. Meeting such a person could have no harm when he could bring them huge benefits.

During the meal, Nie Ting’s colleagues from the team were unsure whether the negotiation was going smoothly or not; it just seemed that Nie Ting appeared to have something on his mind.

After returning to the hotel, Nie Ting made a call to Ren He, "Boss, the negotiations with the Brown Consortium are progressing fairly well. They are not averse to capital from China, but they have given me a file folder, which I suspect is related to your matters in the United States. I haven’t looked at it yet."

For Nie Ting, Qinghe was his foundation, and he was passionate about everything to do with Qinghe. In the growth process of Qinghe, their big boss Ren He had become the faith of most Qinghe people. If Ren He told him not to look at the dossier, then he wouldn’t.

Ren He laughed over the phone, "Go ahead and take a look. There is nothing shameful in there. I didn’t have time to tell you the details of my warrant before. Now you can learn about it. It will help you in the negotiations."

Nie Ting felt relieved, and there was even a hint of excitement in his heart. This was a pathway to understand his big boss, something unknown to others in Qinghe Group. What kind of issue would cause such a businessman to have a global manhunt by the CIA on his back? Was it arms trafficking?

However, when Nie Ting opened the file, he was suddenly stunned. He clearly saw a photo of his boss, stamped with ’Top Secret, 1-20’ at the top of the file.

The document began with a detailed description of Ren He’s information: age, gender, copies of records obtained from China, education, assets, parent information, and so on, incredibly detailed, detailed to the point that Nie Ting was unaware of some information.

He always assumed his big boss should be in his twenties, yet he was only 17 years old! Just the true age alone was enough to shock him, and indeed, this was something not known to others in Qinghe!

A 17-year-old teenager owning an enterprise like Qinghe Group? Yet, Nie Ting did not look down upon Ren He’s age in the slightest; his feelings were more of incredulity and an unexplainable admiration.

This feeling was very strange, as though the other party had achieved something he wouldn’t even dare to dream of, resulting in an unreachable feeling deep in his heart, which gradually turned into a sense of looking up and reverence.

About the big boss’s parents, it was no longer a secret now. After the matter of Luohe Group came out, many in Qinghe Group suddenly realized why Secretary Ren loved to inspect Qinghe Group—it was to check on his son’s business...