After Li Ye and the others returned to Tokyo, Mitsubishi arranged a simple dinner and sent a department head and a section chief to entertain them.
"To our friendship, cheers!"
"Cheers!"
"To our cooperation, cheers!"
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Li Ye could hold his liquor well, but he did not even finish one glass all night, because he sensed something deeply unpleasant from the department head named Inoue.
Though the man's face was constantly piled with smiles, in Li Ye's extraordinarily sharp eyes, beneath that false skin lay nothing but mockery.
His expressions and movements appeared humble and gentle, but whenever his act slipped, he revealed intense arrogance, contempt, and aggression.
For example, taking the opportunity during the dinner, Liu Muhan cautiously asked whether the five-million-dollar technology transfer price could be negotiated. After all, the Light Vehicle Company had obtained Isuzu's technology transfer for four million, while Mitsubishi's Mini Truck had already fallen a generation behind and clearly did not possess Isuzu's level of technical sophistication.
But Department Head Inoue immediately expressed surprise. "Wasn't this a gift from above to you? The five million is only a symbolic charge."
And when Liu Muhan discussed whether the gasoline engine technology for the Mini Truck could be transferred, the other party said meaningfully that cooperation at this level required sufficient sincerity from both sides.
Liu Muhan found a chance to be alone with Li Ye and said helplessly, "Nephew, it's not that Auntie isn't trying her hardest for you, but you saw it too. They want too much, and we can't make the decisions ourselves."
"Mm, I know. The Japanese, after all. It was expected."
Li Ye nodded, indicating that he understood.
Over the past few years, Japan's series of technology transfers and low-interest loans to the mainland had all been pushed through as package