That's enough.
Sha Qingsui, seated on the throne, spoke softly, his voice low and magnetic.
He slowly stood up, bathed in sunlight from head to shoulders, and gazed at Qin Che with his dark eyes.
"Sandcastle will grant Black Street's request."
The room fell silent upon hearing this.
Fei Qing and other senior Conservative Party officials all looked at Sha Qingsui with complicated expressions.
Their party leader, Jiang Tianfeng, who was Jiang Tianshu's cousin, was like a mute and deaf man at this moment, not uttering a word, his head down as if he were asleep.
The neutral party and Hu Jinglin, the third-ranking official, naturally wouldn't say much.
Since Zheng Shishu passed away, these two factions have been unable to produce any heavyweight contenders other than Hu Jinglin.
Among those present were some of Crocodile Head's chief stewards and assistants, who remained silent and did not utter a single word.
At that moment, the door opened.
A pair of boots entered the meeting hall. It was a subordinate of the leader's faction. He walked quickly to Sha Qingsui with his head down and whispered in his ear, "Meng Jingyuan is gone."
Sha Qingsui nodded at him expressionlessly, then looked thoughtfully at Crocodile Head Assistant Daotou, who was sitting at the three o'clock position around the round table.
Daotou sensed something, turned around sharply, and smiled slightly at Sha Qingsui.
This man named 'Daotou' was Meng Jingyuan's assistant in Shabao. His roles were twofold: first, to manage affairs for the Xibao grain transport group; and second, to liaise with Qin Guan of the Oasis Alliance and maintain equal trade relations with Shabao.
In Sandcastle politics, he really had no standing.
Meng Jingyuan left, but he left behind his subordinate Daotou, which is quite intriguing.
At the same time, Qin Che, who possessed extraordinary hearing, also heard these words.
Meng Jingyuan...is gone?
This man was astute; he knew that if he remained in Sandburg, he would be the next target of the Radical Party's attacks.
Even if Meng Jingyuan had a way to restrain Chen Fusheng, he couldn't stop Qin Che, who was an extraordinary being.
After all... the deaths of Jiang Tianshu and Zheng Shishu had completely changed the minds of the high-ranking officials in Shabao.
In the face of absolute power, nothing you say matters.
Didn't you see that Sha Qingsui has backed down now?
Sha Qingsui looked at Qin Che again, "Mr. Qin, what other conditions do you have? You might as well say them all at once."
Qin Che smiled. He didn't know Dao Tou, but he knew that the grain tycoon's assistant was here. Although Meng Jingyuan had left, he was, after all, the agent of West Fortress and the Oasis Alliance, and would definitely leave someone here.
He glanced at the high-ranking officials at the round table.
Qin Che said calmly, "I will pay a sum of money to the Sand Castle Treasury under the guise of acquisition, take over Jiang Tianshu's medicine garden and research laboratory. At the same time, Sand Castle cannot interfere with the Black Street's business and industries within the inner city walls. Based on this, I can make everyone in Sand Castle rich and ensure that all citizens have enough to eat, thereby resolving the internal conflicts that have accumulated in Sand Castle for decades and alleviating your class division problem."
Very frank terms.
Sha Qingsui fell into deep thought.
Fei Qing, however, showed a look of hatred and resentment towards Qin Che, her fists clenched on the table, her whole body trembling with anger.
Some senior Conservative Party officials also looked grim.
"You can't take it! You have no right to take it!"
Finally, someone couldn't hold back any longer and stood up to angrily rebuke Qin Che, saying, "Elder Jiang has been in the pharmaceutical industry for so many years, creating so much profit and wealth for Shabao, and saving so many patients in Shabao. You, an outsider, just want to take it all away? You're shameless!"
Jiang Tianfeng, who had been silent all along, looked up and glanced at Qin Che.
He thought to himself that this kid was formidable.
The killings were not impulsive acts, but rather part of a well-planned, interconnected scheme that they had orchestrated long ago!
The purpose of killing Jiang Tianshu was to seize the medicinal garden and research lab, and to forcefully take over their merchant team's drug smuggling business in the desert. The profits from the domestic sales in Sandcastle were actually insignificant.
The outer city wall, with its large population, already possesses the industrial foundation for slavery and organ harvesting. If they were to be taken to the research lab, wouldn't that be like adding wings to a tiger?
The killing of Zheng Shishu was probably to help Chen Laogui swallow up the neutral party's vote bank in the inner city.
Putting everything else aside, as long as Hu Jinglin's faction is taken down, the radical party will be invincible.
Seeing that the dictatorship was about to succeed under Qin Che's intimidation and Chen Laogui's cooperation, Jiang Tianfeng did not feel the same anger as Fei Qing. Instead, he was calmly assessing the situation.
Only now has he made his decision—
Qin Che's identity must be exposed to Wall Number One!
We can't let him do whatever he wants in the sandcastle!
Qin Che shrugged: "Black Street can produce more medicine and ensure sufficient food supplies. Please think carefully before making a decision."
"Or perhaps... you find my knife unsatisfactory?"
There was a loud hum!
Three slender, sharp blades flew out from the sheath Qin Che had tied around his waist, hovering silently before the assembled gentlemen at the round table!
The entire room fell into a deathly silence.
The Conservative Party official turned pale with fright and slumped back into his chair.
The atmosphere plummeted to freezing point.
Chen Fusheng chuckled, "Gentlemen, don't be so nervous. We should prioritize harmony. Mr. Qin has abundant resources and will definitely not let you suffer any losses."
He chuckled, easing some of the awkwardness.
Sha Qingsui remained standing before the throne. The moment Qin Che raised his sword, several people under the window by the wall lit up with blue eyes and stared intently at Qin Che.
Only after Qin Che sheathed his sword did they abandon their hostility and stand still again.
But at this moment, Sha Qingsui was thinking about something else—
autonomy.
For so many years, Sandcastle has lived under the protection of the Grain Crocodiles. Due to the scarcity of arable land and water resources, even if all of it were used to grow food, it would not be enough to meet the needs of the population within the inner city walls, let alone the outer city walls.
Over the years, Sandcastle has become one of the most loyal customers of Westburg and Oasis Alliance.
If it weren't for the support of the mining and oil business, as well as the advantages of self-sufficiency and completeness in the factory's industrial chain, Sandcastle would have long since become a subordinate of foreign powers and would no longer have any say in this desert.
If the food problem can be completely solved.
Sandcastle can stand up to West Fortress and the Oasis Alliance.
Sha Qingsui had been held hostage by others for many years. When he met the leaders of Xibao and the Oasis Alliance, he was subordinate to them and had to put on a smiling face.
Not to mention the crocodile head...
Sha Qingsui glanced at the group of high-ranking officials at the round table, already having made up his mind.
"I agree to let you take over the herb garden and laboratory. In addition, you will need to provide Sandcastle with enough food every year. I will order the liberation of the citizens outside the city walls and give them the rights they deserve. We can discuss the details and sign an agreement after this meeting," Sha Qingsui said.
Qin Che smiled slightly, "This is a very wise approach, but you don't need to discuss the details with me."
He pointed to Chen Fusheng, saying, "Elder Chen will be my only agent within the inner city walls, and my food supplies will only be provided to him."
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