To say it in advance: I'm so ashamed. It is really hard for me to say it, and I am well aware of the implications of this confession:
It's my fault that no more Saab are produced today.
It has been many years since I worked in foreign trade professionally. In turn: After my first career as a narcotics drug trafficker I imported bananas from South America, exported German cars to Russia (no, not at night full throttle over the border, officially). Later, when things were not going so well, I still sold condoms to the Vatican (sole agent). But then there was a new boss there. He was very devout, my business collapsed.
Something new had to come. I then imported furniture from Indonesia, which was of high quality teak, but of poor build quality. Before the complaints tore me down, I was able to switch to the import of bamboo parquet from China.
The attentive reader realizes, I'm slowly getting to the heart of the story.
Once again, I went on a shopping spree and met an investor from Beijing in the hotel at the bar in Hong Kong. He was pretty depressed because the Saudis had snatched him a large block of shares from Daimler. The Politburo in Beijing had given him the order to invest in Europe because of the huge export surplus. I promised him help, we exchanged our cards with great ritual.
Two weeks later, I called him and invited him to Europe for a shopping trip. His main interest was in the automotive industry. We tried to get a stake in MAN, Ferdinand P. was faster.
I then suggested to him the Opelwerk in Bochum, that should go away anyway. He looked at me as if I had offered him superimposed fresh fish.
We flew to Turin because of Fiat. Unfortunately, the Americans had made the supposedly better bid.
On the way back to the airport we took an incredible chance in the only Saab - taxi far and wide place. A momentary flash of inspiration flashed through my brain. What's up with Saab? I got in touch with GM, negotiations began. The deal came off.
We all know the result.
The consequences for me were dramatic: The Saab club threw me out of hand, at my Saab workshop for many years, I have a lifelong home ban, my wife (she still drives a 900I) has left me.
Today I am secretly in an 9 3 with electric drive on the road, which was part of my commission, but I do not enjoy it.
I miss the turbo. In the next life I do everything differently.
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