After a long time,
Zhang Shinan spoke again, saying in a nonchalant tone, "They might come back in the future, after all, there are people of ours in the seats."
"The Mechanical Cult and the Iron Beast Kingdom have been at war for over a century, and this has happened frequently. As one of the top investors in Central Continent, the World Kingdom cannot help but get involved. But after each war, don't they always come back?"
"How much longer do we have to wait?!" Chen Chizhang turned and stared at him.
Zhang Shinan said, "In short, the plunderers have been wiped out, the 'rats' in the backyard have finally been dealt with, and reforms can be carried out slowly. At the very least, the doves can give the outside world a satisfactory answer, and the people will not be dissatisfied. Now you can carry out your immigration strategy. The land distributed out will still be enough for us, and the loss will not be great."
That's a fair assessment.
In any case, the land was divided equally between the desert people and the desert dwellers.
Reform can still begin.
It has no impact.
However, many problems will arise later.
In Zhang Shinan's eyes, pleasing Qin Che, this great transcendent being, was the most important thing.
If you anger the other party and damage the relationship for some short-term gain, it will still affect future development.
However, if we can establish good relations with the desert people and build a stable diplomatic structure, cooperation in the future is not out of the question. Moreover, with the help of the desert people, the reforms might proceed more smoothly.
Zhang Shinan is also considering the interests of the doves.
He is not entirely opposed to doves.
After all, what lay before them was a powerful transcendent being with exceptional strength.
Such a person would be valued even by the World Chamber of Commerce.
"I believe that even if the World Merchants Association returns and learns of this, they will do the same as me and try to win over those desert people."
Bang bang bang!
Chen Chizhang slammed his cane down hard: "Foolish!"
"This Qin Che is ambitious. If we let him divide up the land, he might want to ask us for things in the future. Will you give them to him then?"
Zhang Shinan squinted and said, "We'll talk about it when the time comes. You're so confident, what if they're genuinely interested in cooperating? Don't judge a gentleman by your own petty standards."
Ren Pingsheng called out, "Alright, stop arguing."
"Old Zhang's suggestion is very appropriate and takes into account your position. It's not nonsense."
“Old Chen, we can take reform slowly. First, we’ll give up some land to appease this Duke Qin, then we’ll find a way to get the support of the desert people and establish diplomatic relations with them. Ideally, we should get the desert people to cooperate with our reforms. Isn’t Grand Secretary Yuan on the front lines? Let him make his own decisions and decide what kind of measures to use.”
Ren Pingsheng knew perfectly well what was going on.
They didn't know Qin Che at all.
But Yuan Lingyi had already met him.
Therefore, Zhang Shinan's proposal was imperative.
If we drag this out any longer, we risk angering the other party, which would be counterproductive.
Ultimately, the problem now is that we still have to appease them.
No matter how unhappy they are, they can wait until the World Chamber of Commerce returns before complaining.
Chen Chizhang finally understood.
He turned his head and glanced at Jiang Beilu.
Jiang Beilu said he was powerless to help.
He can say a few words to help, but the situation is already like this, and what to do is quite obvious.
Zhang Shinan's proposal will not affect their first phase of reforms.
It can give the people an explanation and establish diplomatic relations with the desert people.
It's a win-win situation, okay?
Chen Chizhang was furious. He snorted coldly, leaned on his cane, and left without saying another word.
Zhang Shinan sighed and said to Ren Pingsheng, "I'm only thinking about the bigger picture. Look at him..."
Ren Pingsheng laughed and said, "Old Zhang, your suggestion is right. Don't overthink it. Old Chen is just anxious."
Jiang Beilu remained silent and turned away to leave alone.
Zhang Shinan invited Ren Pingsheng to dinner that evening and also thanked him for standing firmly on his side today.
...
Upon receiving the telegram, Yuan Lingyi learned of the results of the four Grand Secretaries' discussion.
I understand now.
He finally showed up and invited Qin Che to come over for dinner.
The forward command post has been built here, with many tents already erected, and the troops from the South China Sea are stationed here.
Qin Che arrived together with Li Xin.
Yuan Lingyi showed the warmest attitude and the highest level of hospitality.
The dishes served were all local specialties from the South China Sea.
This Grand Secretary personally brought the decision of the Supreme Council.
"Don't worry, Lord Qin, everything is settled. The war is over, and the spoils will naturally be divided among us. There's no question about that." Yuan Lingyi smiled, as if he had thought so from the beginning.
In reality, Yuan Lingyi also shifted the blame to the Supreme Political Council.
He was on the front lines all by himself, and he saw Qin Che every day.
It is impossible to provide specific results or judgments.
Although Yuan Lingyi thought so in her heart,
It's likely that the senior officials had the mentality of wanting the horse to run but not to feed it.
They want the desert people's help, but they don't share any benefits with them.
I bet those four old men had quite a fight in the office...
Qin Che smiled and said, "That would be best. The Garden of Gods is a fertile land. We will build it up. In the future, it will become the largest new district and a bridge for communication between the desert people and the South China Sea people. I hope we can become brothers."
The last sentence was spoken with utmost sincerity.
I almost got someone to believe me.
Yuan Lingyi naturally quickly expressed her opinion as well.
The two engaged in various forms of business flattery at the dinner table.
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