Surprise-Free Endstate
Government Contracts
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“Dr. Ranell?”
The voice startled him. Ranell had been gazing absently at the water tumbling merrily down the face of the exquisite waterfall accenting the Earl Burns Miller Japanese Garden on the campus of California State University. Ornate wooden bridges were set harmoniously around a gently rippling koi pond. He’d thought he was alone.
Behind him stood an Asian man in a gray business suit. “Oh, I didn’t see you come over,” Ranell felt compelled to explain himself. “Are you Hétóng Rén?”
“Thank you for agreeing to meet me here, Doctor.” There wasn’t a trace of an accent.
“It’s nice to meet you,” Ranell said politely, extending his hand. "I didn't even know this garden was here. It's not far from my house. It’s beautiful.”
Hétóng made no move to return Ranell’s handshake. “A bit too xiǎo Rìběn for my tastes,” he said, using a derogatory slang term for Japanese.
Ranell missed the cultural reference, and after a few awkward moments, he lowered his hand. "Do I know you? Have we met?”
There was the slightest hint of an amused facial expression, as if Hétóng found something funny but was suppressing the emotion. "We have certainly met, but I strongly doubt you know me.”
Who is this guy? Ranell’s eyes narrowed, “You said on the phone that it was urgent that we meet. I must confess, I’m a little concerned that you seem to know so much about GML and our operations.”
"I assure you that those I represent know much more about your organization.” Still no outward expression.
Ranell was beginning to get angry. “You called this meeting. So, what do you want to discuss?”
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