Alexe interrupted him directly: "Mr. President, you may be mistaken. Miracle Group's trade with the Bear Country has always been ours."
"The seizure of the fleet has had a serious impact on the domestic market for our bears."
"Therefore, we demand that Israel pay approximately $1 billion in compensation, otherwise..."
Menahmu Baijing's expression instantly turned ugly, and she said coldly, "Mr. Consul General, are you threatening me?"
Alexej said without hesitation, "Mr. President, this is what President Bozhnev wants."
“If you, Israel, do not cooperate, you will bear the consequences.
After saying this, Alexe turned away arrogantly.
Menachem Baijing's face was terribly gloomy, his fists were clenched, and his knuckles made a crackling sound.
The whole room seemed to be shrouded in an oppressive atmosphere, and even the air became heavy.
Suddenly, the Secretary General ran in hurriedly, with beads of sweat on his forehead, obviously he had jogged all the way here.
He gasped and said, "Mr. President, this is bad!"
"Just now, the garrison troops of the Bear Country were heading towards our border!"
Upon hearing this, Menahmu Beijing became furious and slammed her fist on the table, making a loud "bang".
He roared, "This is too much! This is simply too much!"
Seeing this, the Secretary General became even more uneasy and asked cautiously, "Mr. President, now...what should we do?"
Menahmu Baijing took a deep breath and tried hard to suppress the anger in her heart, but her voice was still trembling.
"What else can we do? Follow their demands and release the seized ships!"
The Secretary-General nodded, but with a look of worry on his face, he said, "Then...what about the $1 billion in compensation that the Bear Country is demanding?"
Menahmu Baijing sneered, a sinister glint in her eyes as she said, "Let the Guggenheim family take action!"
"Besides, they created this mess, let them fix it themselves!"
The Secretary General hesitated for a moment and whispered, "Mr. President, wouldn't it be too easy for the Miracle Group to just release their fleet?"
"Moreover, according to our investigation, the attacks on our military ports and airports last night were all directed at Bao Junyi's Miracle Group."
"Furthermore, Bao Junyi chose to act when we launched the Fifth Middle East War, rather than earlier or later. This is clearly revenge for our seizure of his fleet."
Menahmu Baijing gave a wry smile and shook her head helplessly, saying, "What can we do now? The Russians are already putting pressure on us. We can only pay compensation and release the fleet."
"Otherwise, facing retaliation from the Bear Country, our situation will only become more difficult."
"We can only put this account aside for now. There is still a long way to go."
The Secretary General was silent for a moment, then finally nodded: "Okay, I'll arrange it right away."
......
At the same time, due to the time difference between the East and the West, it was already daytime in Hong Kong.
Hong Kong, inside the Miracle Group Building.
"Ding-ling-ling..."
Bao Junyi was concentrating on processing documents when suddenly the phone on the desk rang.
He frowned, picked up the phone and asked, "Hello, who is this?"
A deep, authoritative voice came from the other end of the line: "It's me, Vasily Petrov."
A hint of surprise flashed in Bao Junyi's eyes, and then he smiled and said, "Oh, it's Marshal Petrov. I wonder what you want to talk to me about?"
"I've already done what you asked me to do. Your fleet in the Mediterranean should be released in the next few days."
Bao Junyi's smile deepened, and he complimented her, "Marshal Petrov, your efficiency is still so high. I didn't expect it to be done so quickly."
Vasily Petrov snorted coldly, his tone filled with dissatisfaction. "Humph! Didn't you already guess that?"
"Furthermore, President Bozhnev asked me to warn you that this won't happen again."
"Also, I want you to resume maritime trade as soon as possible and keep both routes open."
Bao Junyi smiled bitterly, and said with a bit of helplessness in his tone: "I have no choice. After all, I have already put Yisele to death. It is definitely impossible for them to release the fleet if I go to them."
Vasily Petrov's voice remained icy as he spoke, "These are beyond the consideration of our country, the Bear Country. We hope that such things won't happen again."
"As for any issues that cannot be resolved in the future, you can communicate with our military in advance."
Bao Junyi smiled and replied, "Thank you, Marshal Petrov."
Vasily Petrov's tone softened slightly as he said, "No need to thank me. You promised to give our military tens of millions of daily necessities for free every year. Don't forget that."
"Marshal Petrov, don't worry, I won't forget it."
Vasily Petrov seemed to have remembered something, and his tone was filled with anticipation. "If possible, could you please send me some more of that Huaxia Baijiu you sent me last time? It tastes quite good."
Bao Junyi readily agreed: "Oh, no problem, next time they go over, they'll bring you a few more boxes."
"Okay, don't forget."
Bao Junyi suddenly remembered something and quickly said, "Marshal Petrov, regarding the transportation of obsolete weapons and equipment, we need your military's cooperation in leaving the country and providing transportation support within the country."
"Otherwise, it will be very troublesome for us to transport it, and it will affect the return journey of rail and sea transportation."
Vasily Petrov pondered for a moment and nodded, "Okay. I'll ask the relevant departments to cooperate."
"As for transportation, the military engineering department will allocate some personnel to assist you."
Bao Junyi breathed a sigh of relief and said gratefully, "Thank you very much."
The two chatted for a few more minutes before hanging up the phone.
Qiu Shuzhen, who was standing next to him, saw the smile on his face and asked curiously, "Junyi, is it done over there?"
Bao Junyi nodded and said confidently: "Yes, and it went very smoothly."
"I'm just being warned. I might not be so easily fooled next time."
Qiu Shuzhen frowned, with a hint of worry in her tone: "Junyi, try not to use this method next time."
"There's no other way, we have to do this."
"After all, we have no power in the Middle East."
He suddenly thought of something and turned to Qiu Shuzhen and said, "Oh, right, go find Jia Yuezheng."
"OK."
A few minutes later.
Jia Yuezheng knocked on the door and walked in, saying, "Mr. Bao, what do you want to talk to me about?"
Bao Junyi pointed to the chair next to him and motioned him to sit down. "Come in and sit wherever you want. I'll finish reviewing the documents in my hand right away."
"Okay, I'm not in a hurry."
Bao Junyi quickly signed before looking up at Jia Yuezheng. He said in a serious tone, "I plan to establish a mining group and an agricultural group internationally to establish a presence in these two markets."
“So, I want you to register your company in the Cayman Islands, Bermuda, or somewhere like that.”
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