Chapter 194 Win-win cooperation becomes his excellent and obedient chess piece! …

Many people believe that diplomats are well-dressed, gentle and polite to each other.

In fact, diplomacy has always been known as a "political game." Since it is a game, of course there are levels to be divided. It is common to give someone a hard time in public, not to mention bullying in private.

Leaving Heinz behind, Sava caught up with Eyi and found her looking at the list in her hand with a frown on her face.

Sava asked, "What's wrong?"

"Look," E Yi handed over the list, "this is the seating arrangement for tomorrow's funeral. We are arranged to sit in the last row with the security guards."

The funeral list had been drawn up long ago. Generally speaking, countries will be arranged according to closeness, with those with whom one has a good relationship sitting in the front row and those with whom one has a bad relationship sitting in the back row. It is understandable that they put the foreign tomato country at the back.

But putting them in a row with the security guards is a bit insulting.

How can it be possible for guests to sit together with security guards? That's really disrespectful.

Sava knew that the Federation was deliberately trying to intimidate them and make them look bad in public tomorrow. When the camera pans to the back row and finds them sitting there alone, marginalized and excluded, the whole world will laugh at them for "asking for trouble."

E Yi's face looked unhappy: "They want to embarrass us."

In the past, if she was still the ambassador of the old empire, she would have left the table immediately if she encountered such neglect.

But things are different now. She can only endure it in secret and swallow her anger.

Forget it. A little impatience can ruin a big plan. I should first contact the Federation at the dinner and find a chance to talk.

But she didn't expect that throughout the entire dinner, the people from the Federation were all surrounding Heinz and didn't even give her a spare glance.

When she was polite and wanted to go up to say hello with her wine glass in hand, the ambassador of the empire actually grabbed her shoulder, walked up from behind and pushed her aside.

The wine splashed out with the sudden movement and spilled on her skirt.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, I didn't realize it was Ambassador E. Oh, that's not right," Yan said with a smile, "Now I should call you Clerk E."

Yan Yu is the New Empire's ambassador to the Federation. This time, he and Heinz attended together to deal with the grain procurement issue.

Actually, Yan Ayu is considered an old employee of the embassy. He had been working here before the fall of the old empire, and happened to be a clerk under E Yi.

However, after a change of dynasty, E Yi was loyal to the old empire and resigned in anger. He had long been fed up with E Yi's style and was eager for her to leave, so he quickly declared his allegiance to the new empire, and pulled a few colleagues to stay behind to form a new ambassador team.

Unexpectedly, ten years later, after a series of twists and turns, Eyi has made a comeback and returned to the diplomatic circle.

Now the status of the two has become very different. Yan Niu would of course take the opportunity to make some sarcastic remarks.

"Clerk E, I haven't seen you for many years. You are still as elegant as ever. Even your dress has not changed. It is still the same one you wore ten years ago."

An ambassador is the face of a country. Although he does not have to dress brightly like a star all day long, he still has to change his clothes according to the season from time to time to show respect for different occasions.

Wearing an old dress from ten years ago, it looks a bit shabby, and people can't help but think, "You Tomato Country can afford to fight a war worth tens of billions, but don't you have the money to spend a few thousand dollars to buy a new dress for the ambassador?"

There were constant snickers around.

"Small countries are small countries and cannot be on the stage."

"But the Imperial Ambassador can't just push people away. She's an old lady, and you have no respect for her at all."

"What's the big deal? Small countries don't have diplomacy. Once you enter this circle, you have to recognize your identity. Besides, who asked her to stand in front of the ambassador of the empire?"

"When speaking here, the order of speaking must be based on national defense strength. Last time, the old king of the Tuna Country was tripped by the federal president and fell flat on his face. Even after he was helped up, he still had to find a way out."

E Yi is no longer a young man. He was indeed angry when faced with such provocation, but he did not lose his composure.

She gathered her shawl around her body, calmly covering the wine stains on her chest, and asked, "So Ambassador Yan, do you think that clothing can reflect a country's strength?"

Yan Yu smiled and said, "Not only strength, but also sincerity. We are all here to attend the banquet, and it may be impolite to wear something too old. Clerk E was an ambassador for 30 years. When he was busiest, he had to change four sets of clothes a day to attend activities. He must be familiar with these small details, right?"

"Or maybe you've forgotten everything because you haven't worked for so long?"

Sava clenched his fists and was about to speak. E Yi grabbed him and turned to Yan Yu and said slowly:

"Ambassador Yan, last time I watched the news, the military uniform of Colonel Jin Jing, the son of your Marshal Golden Eagle, was of excellent quality, and the embroidery on the shoulders was all handmade, which should represent the overall strength of the imperial army. But how come he was defeated miserably by Commander Bai who was wearing a torn combat uniform?"

"Besides, Marshal Golden Eagle compensated us 4 billion in military expenses just half a year ago. Have you forgotten about it?"

E Yi smiled and said, "It seems that compared to an old man like me, the young Ambassador Yan is more forgetful."

She made a joke in a light tone, neither too serious nor too soft. The politicians around burst into laughter, and the atmosphere became extremely cheerful for a while.

Yan Yu's face turned pale, he pursed his lips, and was so angry that he couldn't speak for a while.

It is true that national strength represents the power of its speech. But he forgot that the country represented by the two people in front of him was the one who gave a good beating to the tough second-generation rich kids in the military.

Not only did he fight the Empire in single combat, he also brazenly seized federal land.

They dare to slap the faces of the two major interstellar powers. Do they still care about you, a small resident ambassador?

E Yi continued, "There are a large number of refugees on the three planets of Qiaotou Star right now. They are living in hardship and are starving. Rather than spending money on clothing, the country is more willing to help civilians. This is also something that the interstellar community recognizes."

"It's you, Ambassador Yan. Your specially tailored luxury suit is indeed very elegant. However, there seems to be a food shortage in the capital of the empire? I heard that a large number of residents who can't afford to eat have fainted on the roadside. Is this also part of the empire's 'strength'?"

"You——!" Yan Yu almost vomited blood. He gritted his teeth and threatened: "This is the internal affairs of the empire. It is not the place for a small bandit country like you to comment on it."

E Yi looked at him slowly: "Really? But the three planets that Commander Bai recaptured were still imperial territory ten years ago. Don't you have even the slightest bit of shame for losing sovereignty and humiliating the country?"

Every word was sharp and hit the empire's pain points.

Shame, of course shame.

The tyrant, in his greed for pleasure, sold large tracts of land to enemy countries, leaving the people homeless. In the end, it turned out to be a "robber" who brought people to snatch the land back - this would be embarrassing in any country.

E Yi sneered: "You, Yan Yu, and Heinz, your entire empire have no right to shout in front of Bai Ling!"

Yan Yu warned her: "E Yi, you must be responsible for what you say! You openly insulted me and Lord Heinz. I have the right to ask the Federation to expel you now!"

The situation suddenly became serious, and the Federation, as the host, had to step in to administer "justice."

But as expected, the Federation only tried to smooth things over. It sent people to persuade both sides to leave, barely fulfilling its duties as a master, and then left the matter alone.

It has come to this, there is no point in staying any longer. After all, anyone with a discerning eye can see that the Federation wants to continue doing business with the Empire and is blatantly favoring Yan Ao and his group.

E Yi tightened her shawl and called Sava to leave.

She did so in accordance with national dignity. If she was the only one being bullied, she could of course swallow her anger, but if the other party was the first to provoke and insulted them as a "robber small country", she would have to fight back strongly.

Otherwise, not only would she lose face tonight, but the dignity of the third human experimental country would also be destroyed in future interstellar situations.

As for the negotiations with the Federation, unfortunately, due to the obstruction of the Empire, there has been no progress so far.

E Yi sighed. She didn't expect that she hadn't accomplished anything during this trip. I have really failed the old majesty's trust.

When she walked out of the venue, she actually ran into some old acquaintances.

"Ambassador Chen, Ambassador Mark, and Ambassador Juana?"

Of course, it is not possible that all diplomats have hostile relations. Some have relatively close relations. For example, the three people in front of them were the friends they had always been on good terms with during the old empire.

However, in the past ten years, due to political reasons, they have not had any contact with the empire. And as E Yi stepped down, their contacts ended.

I didn't expect that we would meet again today to reminisce about the past.

E Yi is such a smart person that he certainly wouldn't be so naive as to think that these three people had made a collective agreement to go out and get some fresh air. She thought about it and realized that they were all here to test the country.

"Ambassador E is still as charming and tough as ever," Juana said with a smile.

"No need for ambassador, I'm just a clerk now." E Yi smiled faintly.

Ambassador Chen said with insight: "Ambassador E, you don't have to be so modest. Since Commander Bai has invited you to come out of retirement, he will definitely ask you to take the lead in the future."

E Yi said modestly: "That's all nonsense."

At this time, Mark suddenly interrupted, "Ambassador E, we are all sensible people. Looking at Commander Bai's attitude, it is hard to say whether there will be two empires in the future. If we can conquer three planets in four months, then the remaining 23 planets of the empire will surely be conquered within five years."

E Yi understood that these people came to "buy stocks", and what they bought was the blue chip stock of Commander Bai.

The interstellar politicians are all very shrewd people. They may flatter the "great empire" in public, but everyone can see that the empire is already in decline. As long as a strong force gives it a hard push, this dilapidated mountain may collapse.

When the new ruler comes to power, he will definitely make connections with all parties.

They will first build a good relationship with Commander Bai, and when that day comes, they will definitely give priority to their first batch of "friends" in any trade exchanges.

E Yi was stunned for a moment, then slowly came to his senses.

When she first entered the venue, everyone was indifferent to her. No one came over to talk to her, perhaps because they were all observing her attitude.

Afterwards, she directly rebuked Yan Yu, which made the diplomats of these small countries feel that "You are so confident, you will definitely make big moves in the future. We must make friends with you."

Of course, when it comes down to it, her ability to display a tough attitude was all thanks to the performance of Commander Bai’s army. Otherwise, without any results, it would just be empty talk.

When you go abroad, your international status is given by your national defense strength.

Mark is a lively person, and he said happily: "Your Commander Bai is really good. He dares to arrest the second-generation rich man of the Empire and seize the land of the Federation."

E Yi felt a little proud: "These young generals are certainly very motivated."

"However, the ownership of your three planets may be difficult to change." Juana said in a low voice, "We have news that the Federation has long been dissatisfied with the purchase of planets and has always wanted to cancel the contract, so they stopped paying after only three years."

It is understandable that the Federation regretted taking the planet.

After all, they originally wanted to buy these three planets to solve their own housing problem, but they didn't expect that the environment on the planets was too harsh. It was either raining heavily or it was pitch black. Even if they gave the residents money, they were unwilling to move there.

In addition, the Federation has been facing huge financial expenditures in the past two years, and coupled with the need to repay debts owed to the planet, it has become even more miserable. This is one of the reasons why the current federal president’s approval rating has plummeted.

Therefore, the Federation is now going all out and is preparing to tell the Empire, "I don't want the planet anymore, just give me back my money."

There is no reason to spit out the money that has been swallowed, and the empire certainly won't do that.

While the two sides were arguing, they never expected that Bai Ling would snatch the land away. Now the situation has become completely delicate - who does this planet belong to? The Empire, the Federation, or Commander White?

If you have to pay back the planet, who should pay?

It's a mess of accounts and I can't figure it out at all.

Ambassador Chen pointed out: "The Federation is short of money right now. Haven't you seen the farmers making trouble outside? If the shortage of money continues, in addition to agriculture, other machinery and cyber manufacturing industries will also be affected sooner or later. Therefore, whoever can solve this problem for the Federation will be the one the Federation supports."

If he sides with the Empire, Commander Bai will be in danger. He will face internal and external troubles and encirclement from two major countries, and it will be difficult for him to turn things around.

E Yi thought for a moment and asked, "Does the Empire have any plans to pay?"

"Well..." The three diplomats looked at each other, revealing expressions that were difficult to describe.

·

“It’s definitely not okay to pay more.”

Yan Yu instructed their commercial counselor, "Lord Heinz said that we don't have that much budget. We must reduce the price of grain purchased from the Federation by 5%."

The counselor wiped his sweat and said awkwardly, "But in this case, the federal government will have to bear the difference of 20 billion. They said they would not do anything."

"We have to do it even if we don't want to. In the entire galaxy, apart from the Empire, which other country can take on such a large deal in one go? If the Federation doesn't do it, let their agricultural products rot in the fields."

The counselor dared not say a word. He thought to himself that if the Commonwealth's agricultural products were rotting in the fields, the poor in our country would starve to death in the streets.

Actually, is the empire really so poor that it cannot afford the money?

Not really. Jin Jing spent 4 billion to buy a mecha, Emperor Cade spent 10 billion to build a palace, and Duke Swordfish spent 15 billion every year on maintenance. They are all people who spend money like water.

Any little that slips through their fingers would be enough to cover this bill.

Moreover, the counselor knew very well that this price cut was not Heinz's idea, but the request of the great nobles of the empire.

Except for the capital planet and two nearby satellite planets, the other twenty planets are controlled by local nobles. They are the "governors" in the actual sense, in charge of the local economic and financial lifeline.

It’s not that Heinz doesn’t want to pay, but that the nobles in these regions don’t want to pay.

They asked Heinz to lower the price. In this way, the purchase price is low, and they mark it up ten times and sell it to civilians. This way, they make a lot of money.

Although Heinz is insidious, he was forced to take action this time because he was trying to force Jellyfish to the shelves.

The counselor couldn't help but sigh: Even someone as cunning as Heinz can't do anything to these nobles.

Yan Yu said, "Okay, you've been tired all day, go back and rest early. Those farmers might protest again tomorrow, and there will be traffic jams, and you will be late again."

"Okay, you too."

After getting permission, the counselor took a car back home. When he woke up the next morning, he watched the news as usual and found that there seemed to be no news of farmers taking to the streets to block the protests. He felt much more at ease, so he set up the aircraft and flew to the embassy and consulate according to the original route.

He left quite early that day.

However, when Yan Ayu arrived at work, he found that the counselor was late again.

Yan Ayu was so angry that he shouted at his secretary, "Go! Call him and tell him to deduct his bonus for a year!"

The secretary looked embarrassed and said, "Ambassador Yan, I called the number but couldn't get through. Tell me, has something happened to the counselor?"

"What could possibly happen? This is the Imperial Consulate, and it belongs to Imperial territory. He is our senior clerk, and anyone who dares to touch him will be severely punished—"

Secretary: "Ambassador Yan, we have contacted him. He said he is the leader of the farmers in the Federation, and his name is Niu Ma."

"What?!" Yan Ao couldn't believe what he heard.

The peasants took his counselor hostage...what was going on? Haven't they been making trouble for the federal government before? Why did they suddenly change their mind and point the finger at them?

The secretary said anxiously, "He also said that he was holding the counselor and was accepting an interview with the media."

Yan Yu was so angry that he smashed the table with his fist and yelled, "Damn it! Who ordered these stupid farmers to do this? It must have been the Federation!"

Secretary: “So what should we do?”

Yan Yu was so anxious that he crawled out from behind the table and said, "Go and contact Lord Heinz."

The secretary whispered: "...Mr. Heinz has turned off his phone since last night. He said he was going on a secret mission and asked us not to bother him."

Unable to rely on Heinz, Yan Ao had to find a solution on his own. He brought a group of guards and prepared to go and snatch the counselor back.

But he had apparently been in the embassy's heating for too long and had no idea how strong the fighting power of these farmers was.

The dozen or so guards he brought with him were not enough for them to deal with. When Niu Ma saw them coming, he tied the counselor to the mecha and ran away with him.

He was followed by the media who were eager to watch the fun. The reporter opened the window of the aircraft and put the microphone in front of Niu Ma's mecha speaker: "Mr. Niu Ma, what prompted you to give up holding the government accountable and instead ask the Empire for an explanation?"

Niu Ma was full of vigor and courage, and shouted: "It is justice!!"

Behind the reporter followed a group of angry traffic police, shouting with loud speakers: "Stop! I stayed up all night just to catch you!"

Behind the traffic police team was a long line of people who had forgotten what it meant to go to work. They cheered the farmers on: "Great job! Finally, you did something good!"

"Let their empire be stingy and not give us money."

"Run away from our federal people, run away from him!"

Behind this group of passionate supporters was the furious Ambassador Yan, who kept urging them: "Drive faster, overtake them, and catch them! What are you doing? You idiots, aren't you elite soldiers? Why don't you go and catch them?"

The guards were furious: "Ambassador Yan, didn't you see? The traffic police couldn't catch him even with their vortex accelerators, so how can we catch him?"

Not only the guards, but also the police chief who was patting his shoes was shocked while watching the fight.

"This, this, this... this guerrilla warfare is so skillful!"

He turned stiffly and asked his subordinates: "Is your intelligence wrong? That Niu Ma, is he really a farmer? Isn't he a retired senior military commander?"

The subordinate shook his head and said, "Director, we are also shocked. We chased them for the first half of the month, but since yesterday, I don't know what happened. It's like they are possessed by a magical weapon, and they can drive the mecha like a cheat."

Another subordinate was still terrified: "That's not all. I saw that they acted in an orderly manner this time. They treated the skytrain as a tunnel and the skyscrapers as street battles. 'When the enemy advances, we retreat; when the enemy camps, we harass; when the enemy tires, we attack'. They were so good at it, so cool!"

"Our general will command in the future just like this."

"Tsk, not necessarily. I have studied tactics a bit, and this kind of highly flexible and maneuverable movement looks more like the method used by the Empire."

"There are many birds in the Empire. They can fly mechas because of their natural abilities. We can't learn that."

"Could this Niu Ma secretly go to the Empire for further studies?"

The director took off his big leather shoes and slammed them over, angrily saying, "Shut up! It's already this hour, and you're still acting like an empire."

"But it's really strong..."

Bang, the other leather shoe hit my face.

At the same time, in front of the steel glass of a high-rise building, a thick red velvet curtain was pulled open. It is morning now, and the sunlight from the upper floors shines down obliquely, like a sharp sword, hitting the carpet.

The window opened, and a strong gust of air swept in. However, the force of the words spoken by the person standing in front of the window was even colder and more distinct than the whirlwind:

"Very good, E1 turn left one hundred yards, cut off the enemy's road...A4, keep following, stick to them like lice...A1, call A1--"

Niu Ma: "Received, please speak!"

Bai Ling glanced at the dynamic traffic map and said, "Now the police are blocked. The road to the Capitol is clear. Drive all the way there and dump him in front of your Capitol Memorial Statue. Remember, do not get off the plane and do not speak. Let the Federation respond to what happens next."

"Yes, sir!"

Niu Ma was so excited that he was a little reluctant to let it end so quickly.

Originally thought to be just an ordinary command, who knew that this "Captain White" was like a miracle. After numbering them one by one, he scattered them throughout the city like chess pieces on a chessboard.

"Captain White" is the chess player manipulating the situation behind the scenes, and they are the cavalry charging on the front line. They were his hands and feet, and he was their eyes. With "Captain White" in command, those aggressive traffic police were like little toys, either bumping into each other or losing their position and standing there scratching their heads in confusion.

All they have to do is to completely obey "White's" orders and become his excellent and obedient chess pieces!

Niu Ma drove all the way and felt like he was having a cheat code, the road was smooth. Every time we are about to be caught up by the enemy, a teammate will receive the order and block it at the critical moment.

It really makes your adrenaline rush and is extremely exciting.

He couldn't help but sigh that it turned out that a good commander could really make his soldiers fight more and more excitedly.

This is so awesome... Is this the Wild Star skill? When he comes back, he must find an opportunity to discuss with the White brothers to see if they can donate a few million to Wild Star so that he can also go there to learn the command technique of pointing and hitting.

Congress is just around the corner.

Niu Ma pressed the button and launched the counselor out with a whoosh. The parachute opened, and the late counselor floated down slowly and hung on the federal memorial sculpture.

"Click", this scene was captured by the first reporter who arrived and uploaded to StarNet on the spot.

Caption: [The Empire’s Rapid Descent——]

This picture was forwarded tens of millions of times in a blink of an eye, and people in the Federation even shouted the slogan, "If you don't forward it, you are not a member of the Federation."

Yan Niu's terminal naturally also received this explosive push.

At that time, he was stuck halfway, with the aircraft stuck in the middle like the heart in a sandwich, unable to move.

But this did not stop him from getting excited. He called the Federal Ministry of Foreign Affairs and scolded the Federation, "...The negotiations broke down! This is intolerable. You Federation want to use this to put pressure on me, right? I tell you, no way!"

The federal government was even more confused. From the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to other departments, they asked one by one, "Who gave the instructions to the farmers?"

They all answered: "I don't know, it wasn't me anyway."

But no matter who was pushing it behind the scenes, everyone knew that this feud was huge.

The Empire and the Federation will not be able to reconcile within ten years.

The two major powers were originally pretending to be on good terms with each other, but because of a small group of farmers, they completely tore their faces apart and had to confront each other. Since January is also the traditional Farmers' Day in the Federation, it was recorded in history books as the "January Farmers' Day Movement."

·

Inside the presidential residence, the president paced the floor with his hooves, almost causing sparks to appear on the wool carpet.

The foreign minister asked in a difficult voice: "Mr. President, what should we do next... Should we continue the talks?"

The president stopped in front of his precious golf club and broke it with a kick, his eyes full of anger: "What are we talking about? The Empire has already sent a message to sever ties with us because of this matter! Now, not only can we not get the money back from the planet, we can't even sell our food."

“As for food…it’s not impossible to sell it to other small countries.” The Foreign Minister suggested in a low voice.

"No, no, that can only quench your thirst temporarily. What about the next quarter? What about next year?"

"Next year you will..." step down.

The president sat back in his chair with a thud, his eyes dull and staring blankly at the ceiling. He knew that his political career was coming to an end, and in four months, this luxurious office where he could play golf would no longer belong to him.

At this moment, the Foreign Minister took a look at the message and a strange expression appeared on his face:

"Eyi said he wanted to see me."

The president asked irritably, "What is she doing here again?"

"She said she had a way to solve the Federation's urgent needs."

"What? She has a way," the president said mockingly. "What can a small country like theirs do? They must be looking for an excuse to take advantage of the chaos. Get her out."

The Foreign Minister said strangely: "The Wild Star side claims that they can buy our food... at the original price."

E Yi was invited into the Capitol building.

This was not her first time entering the political center of the Federation, but it was the first time she was treated so warmly. It is no exaggeration to say that the Foreign Minister looked at her as if she were a savior.

Of course, she was also extremely excited inside.

Last night, she thought that the situation on Yexing had lost hope, but she didn't expect that early this morning, the Federation would run into such a big mess and its relationship with the Empire was completely broken.

Now the federation was tied to the political chariot by the farmers and was in a difficult position. They have no choice but to seek help from other countries.

And Ye Xing is just the person who can hand them the torch at this time.

It’s magical to think about it. Is this fate, or is there someone behind the scenes fanning the flames?

E Yi didn't know exactly what happened, she performed her task conscientiously and said:

"As I said in my previous message, we at Wild Star can help the Federation overcome its difficulties and cooperate with you to purchase food for this year. We can even reach a long-term cooperation after this."

The president and the minister looked at each other and smiled warmly, "That couldn't be better. Since Yexing is so sincere, the Federation is willing to drop the charges against Commander Bai's military tribunal. We are also willing to establish diplomatic relations with you."

E Yi said, "Is that all? A huge grain order worth 400 billion, only to establish diplomatic relations. I'm afraid your Federation is not very generous, right?"

Since they were going to talk, there would definitely be some bargaining. The president calmly asked, "What are your conditions?"

E Yi said calmly: "Commander Bai hopes that the Federation will publicly acknowledge that the three planets belong to the third human experimental country."

These words, spoken lightly, created a huge storm in the president's heart.

He stood up suddenly, as if offended, and said firmly: "Impossible. Your conditions are absolutely impossible to achieve."

Want the Federation to declare that the planet belongs to Bai Ling? What a joke! This is like slapping yourself in the face.

It is shameful enough that the land has been occupied, and now he has to hand over the sovereignty to others. If he really agrees, he will become a federal criminal who has lost his sovereignty and humiliated the country.

The president waved his hands in annoyance: "No, no, you should come up with other conditions."

E Yi had anticipated their reaction and said frankly, "We don't have any other conditions."

“…”

"If you don't accept it, let's work together again next time."

This is really pushing people into a desperate situation.

The president cursed in his heart, but there was nothing he could do. Because he knew that if the situation were reversed, he would be in a relative advantage, and the price he offered would definitely be more ruthless and excessive than Yexing's.

Finally, he said, “This is a serious matter. I need to talk to your leaders.”

After a while, E Yi helped them connect to the encrypted line that had been prepared long ago. "He's already waiting online."

The president subconsciously asked, "Isupalaiso?"

E Yi raised his lips: "Commander Bai."

When the president heard it was Commander Bai, he actually didn't want to answer the call. Because of the clear political hierarchy, the president should benchmark himself against the emperor, not the empress.

In his heart, the title of queen was always lower than that of the emperor. Especially since Bai Ling is an omega and a female, it is natural that she does not have as much say as Isuparaiso.

But since the call was already connected, there was no reason for him to hang up, so he greeted, "Hello, Commander Bai."

Meanwhile, in a safe residence somewhere in the Federation, behind a heavy velvet curtain, he sat with his right leg folded over his left, relaxed:

"Hello, Mr. President, I heard that you encountered some minor troubles."

The president got straight to the point: "I already know your conditions, but three planets are too many. I can only give up one at most."

The desk lamp was turned on, providing enough light to reveal his thin, straight silhouette. Due to the obstruction of vision, I couldn't see his profile clearly, I could only see the corners of his mouth curled up and he smiled lightly:

"Mr. President, you don't seem to understand the situation. You and your country now have no choice. This is not a question of one planet or two planets, but whether the federal finances can support operations next year."

"But 400 billion is not enough for us to make such a big effort...that's three whole planets."

Bai Ling said slowly, "That depends on the choice of the President. After all, apart from me, there is no one else in the entire galaxy who can take on such a big business in one go."

At this point, the president couldn't help but ask curiously: "You are just a small country, where can you get so much money?"

Bai Ling gave an unexpected but reasonable answer: "The Empire has it."

The Empire has? But that is the empire's money, not yours... Suddenly, a flash of inspiration came to the president's mind, and he thought of a bold possibility -

He actually wanted to go to the empire to settle the account!

This is too unbelievable and too far-fetched. How could it be possible? No, if it were this person, maybe it could really be achieved.

Despite his excitement, the president still pointed out the problem: "Your method is too vague. How do I know if you can succeed in the future? This is too risky for the federation. We cannot afford it."

Bai Ling had expected this and replied, "First, we will give you a deposit of 60 billion, and the remaining money will be paid monthly in proportion."

Pay a deposit first, then pay in installments, this is a common practice in the interstellar world. After all, both parties to the transaction have to consider the risk factors and cannot give away everything at once.

The price given by Bai Ling was strictly based on previous cases. In order to get the federation to accept it, he also increased the deposit by 10 billion, as a way to give the federation a way out.

"Secondly," he smiled, "the future is a gamble. Mr. President, of course, you can distrust me, but I believe that between a neighbor who is willing to do business with you once he has said so, and another neighbor who is chaotic, stupid and stingy, the Federation will definitely choose the former."

What he said really hit the nail on the head.

The Federation, like any other major power in any era, fears both that its neighbors are too poor and that they drive Land Rovers.

They are too poor. Who can they sell their things to? Can't do business anymore.

They are too powerful, and they are afraid that their neighbors will come and rob them.

Today’s empire is no longer a poor neighbor, but a stupid, bad, and incorrigible neighbor. The federal government is also very annoyed when doing business with such a country, which goes back on its word every other day.

But what if they support Bai Ling?

The regime formed by Bai Ling and Isupareso was obviously more cohesive, as evidenced by the fact that they were able to formulate conditions and negotiate with them overnight.

If you do business with them, your credibility is guaranteed, among other things - although Isuparaiso is sinister and scary, it has never deliberately defaulted on their balance payments.

And in the long run, they are not afraid of Bai Ling's rise at all. After a great war, the empire will certainly be severely damaged, but this period of time will give the federation many opportunities for development.

No matter how you look at it, it seems to be profitable.

However, such a big matter must be discussed by Congress. The president said as a matter of course: "Commander Bai, I don't have the final say on this matter. I still need to seek the opinions of Congress. We will give you a satisfactory answer within one month at the latest."

Of course, one month was not the answer Bai Ling wanted.

He knew very well that once this matter entered the federal system, there would be no end to the dispute. If Heinz comes to his senses by then and sends spies in to interfere, there will be no hope at all.

Therefore, Bai Ling threw out his trump card: "We can indeed wait for a month. But I am afraid that Mr. President's support rate cannot wait... I heard that the farmers are very resentful of you now and are calling for people to vote for your political opponents."

Bai Ling was not making this up. Niu Ma had really threatened in such an angry manner during dinner before.

When it comes to national issues, they can indeed wait.

But when it comes to individuals...the president couldn't help but think that if he could make up for his mistakes and negotiate this deal, the farmers would be grateful to him. His rising reputation will add a lot of votes, so he will be able to be re-elected safely in the next term without having to move out of this office!

Thinking of this, the president gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, saying directly: "Okay! Commander Bai, since you are so confident, then our Federation will also show sincerity! I hope you will keep your word and we can cooperate for a win-win situation."

On the other end of the communication, Bai Ling stood up and slowly stroked the tall back of the chair with his fingers, as if he was touching some absent creature. He raised the corner of his mouth, "Win-win cooperation."