Working as a police officer in Mexico Chapter 1035: 533: Can't I Afford It?

Chapter 1035: Chapter 533: Can’t I Afford It?

Four kiloters northwest of the National Palace, there was originally a manor hotel owned by a xican financial tycoon.

Located in the financial center of xico City, it is a rare personalized castle-style estate hotel that integrates lakes, lawns, forests, and villas.

It covers an area of over 30 acres (190 mu).

Many celebrities have been entertained here.

After Victor entered xico City, the consortium “generously” donated this manor to the “nation”.

Renovated and open for business.

All the guests attending Victor’s wedding were arranged to stay here.

There are police patrolling the entrance 24 hours a day. If an alarm is sounded, the police helicopter can arrive in as fast as three minutes.

By the inner lake of the estate hotel.

A group of European royalty and cabinet mbers who ca to congratulate were strolling here.

Taking a deep breath, you can still sll the freshness and fragrance mixed in the air.

The Belgian envoy was fiddling with a mobile phone in his hand, different from the ones on the market, it was more… dainty.

Even smaller than the Nokia 1011 that ca out a few days ago, it weighs less than 300 grams, but with 10 small diamonds inlaid on it, it looks very luxurious.

This was a gift from Victor, called: “xico 8848?”

A very strange na.

But it is said to have powerful functions, capable of storing 199 phone numbers, with 100 minutes of talk ti, and you can even set custom music for those numbers with the phone’s own tunes.

When so songs play, you know who’s calling, and in addition, it has the latest “text ssage” function developed by xican telecoms.

Victor is very generous; every guest received one set.

“Hey, xico’s communication industry is ahead of the United States.” The Belgian envoy sighed.

“Exaggerated, the technical content in this, the United States can also do.” Michael Rote, the German deputy envoy and a loyal lapdog of Arica, glanced and said very casually.

After World War II, the United States played a significant role in Germany’s reconstruction, including providing economic support through the Marshall Plan and viewing Germany as an important ally against the Soviet Union during the Cold War.

Perhaps, the Soviets beat them too hard? Then directly threw in with the United States?

Anyway, in the seventies and eighties, the confrontation between East and West Germany was still obvious. After the collapse of the Soviet Union, the Berlin Wall fell, and the new German mbers found that the Yankees had beco even more dominant, so hugging the big leg even tighter.

But they are also very shrewd.

During the US-xico War, they condemned it, but never stepped in, so the relationship between xico and Germany still has room for easing.

“But now this phone has already paved the market. By the ti Nokia and Motorola catch up, the share will have long been eaten up by the xicans.” The Dutch Ministry of Industry and Comrce head accompanying them said in a deep voice.

“Unless…” The Belgian envoy glanced at everyone and then said two words before shaking his head.

But everyone here is an old fox; how could they not understand?

It’s nothing more than using governnt power to joint forces to strangle and not allow xican communication products to enter the Europe and Arica market.

To make room for their own Arican master.

Of course, that’s possible!

But…

This kind of strategy where you harm a thousand enemies but lose eight hundred yourself, who would use it? It’s not very cost-effective.

If allowing xico to set up factories, how many more jobs and tax revenues could their own countries get?

Europe can never fully align with the United States. Everyone would turn their faces for their own interests, and the Imperial Allied Army sotis has to punch its Japanese mixed-race dad.

“Why has xico’s technology suddenly developed so quickly?”

Soone couldn’t help but speak up.

This made a group of Europeans even more uncomfortable, as if they had eaten cow dung. They often prided themselves on being at the forefront of the world, yet in the telecommunications and even chip industry, they were being suppressed by xico.

How could they be in a good mood?

Just as the group was feeling gloomy, they heard the secretary behind them softly say, “Casare is here.”

Everyone looked up and saw the figure of Fat Casare appearing not far away.

“He looks like a big fat pig.” Simon, the chief executive of San Marino, said with a laugh.

This Italian microstate doesn’t have a president; it only has two chief executives, and this one has quite a few scandals.

Other than that, he almost does nothing.

After all, even if he announced an attack on Italy, people would think he was drunk, so sotis he can’t help having a foul mouth.

After speaking, he imitated a pig’s grunt.

Then he laughed out loud himself.

But as he laughed, he found no one joined in, his face stiffened, he shrank his head, and retreated backward.

Many people looked at him as if he were an idiot.

Don’t you know how to choose the right occasion to fool around?

Can you mock the sun with sarcasm?

Casare is no fool, very narrow-minded, if he knows, you’ll have to sleep with one eye open.

Didn’t you see that German deputy envoy Michael Rote, who privately looked down on xico, had already moved over with a smiling face?

“Gentlen, good afternoon, how was the lunch, was it satisfactory?” Casare asked with a smile, his eyes narrowed into slits.

Out there, people would think he’s a lecherous man when he strikes up a conversation with others.

“Good! Very delicious, I felt my mother’s taste.”

Before everyone spoke, soone stood up and cheered loudly.

Even Casare was taken aback, looking towards the other side, “Mr. Simonecini, you’re too kind, I will convey your praises to the staff, they’ll be very happy.”

I, Simonecini, Chief Executive of San Marino, can rise and fall!