Han was silent for a few seconds.
Then he chuckled softly.
"Mr. Song," he said, "you're a smart man too."
"I'm just observant," Song Heping said, "With such obvious intentions and detailed explanations, only a blind man wouldn't see it."
Han nodded, not denying it.
He simply took out another document from his briefcase, opened it, and pushed it in front of Song Heping.
"This is the payment arrangement," he said, "300 million dollars. This is the first batch. The money will pass through a Luxembourg fund three times, finally entering your Cayman account. Clean money, money that can't be traced back."
Song Heping looked down at the page.
Numbers, accounts, timelines, all listed clearly.
"Once this batch reaches Ermao and the handover is complete..." Han continued, "Then it will be about the Afghan side."
He emphasized:
