"I agree..."
Fence-sitters are not a species unique to us, they exist here too.
Their current claims are not the same as before the war. Before the war, when our civil organizations asked them for something, they were as arrogant as they could be.
Sister Mei knew that the allies were unreliable now. After what they said last night, who knew how long they would have to wait?
"President, please stand by. Mr. Mason has arrived..."
Mason's arrival interrupted the meeting, and Sister Mason made a decision in her mind at this time.
He thought that he should let Mason talk to Zeng Wangcai first to see what Zeng Wangcai wanted. If they could reach an agreement, that would be the best. If not, he could ask for a temporary ceasefire to delay time.
As a result, Mason had just arrived in Birmingham, talked with Sister Mei for less than half an hour, and then left in a hurry.
Now no one in the whole UK dares to take a plane. All flights to the south have been suspended and only flights to the north are still operating.
It would be difficult for Mason to take a plane, for fear that the British would notice something unusual.
As a result, when Mason arrived in the Fog City, several cities had been cleared, and when Mason met Zeng Wangcai, Zeng Wangcai was counting the cultural relics.
That’s right, it’s to count the cultural relics.
Zeng Wangcai specially cleared a large area of the Law School to store cultural relics, which he put away only after counting them.
This is a huge project and needs to be registered on the computer.
"What do you mean?" Zeng Wangcai, who was holding a piece of paper and a pen, heard Mason's retelling and motioned his wife, who was in charge of inputting data into the computer, to take a break. He turned around and asked, "Cultural relics in exchange for a ceasefire? Did I hear that correctly?"
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