"Mr. Ning may not know, but there is a local business alliance. Members enjoy numerous benefits. For example, they can exchange information, trade resources at below-market prices, and even participate in our country's political affairs. If you could join the alliance, wouldn't that be like a meteoric rise for you, Mr. Ning?"
Involved in Australian politics? Ning Qiang raised an eyebrow.
If it's a legitimate immigration program, the conditions are indeed very attractive. Unfortunately, in this apocalyptic world, natural disasters can strike any day. If the sky collapses and the earth caves in, your life is in danger. Whether you participate in politics or not, what can you do?
As he spoke, Abu carefully observed Ning Qiang's expression. He coughed and then added:
"Everyone here is a member of the alliance. If Mr. Ning can help us eliminate Pei Nansheng and his sister, I will personally write a letter of recommendation and invite the four of you here to join me in recommending Mr. Ning as a member of the alliance. What do you think, Mr. Ning?"
Ning Qiang is a superhuman. Aibu knows that the conditions he offers may not be able to attract Ning Qiang, but they will definitely be attractive to the family behind Ning Qiang.
Participating in the politics of another country as a person of Chinese descent is equivalent to stepping into the mainstream circle of Australia, and Abu felt that the conditions he offered were quite tempting.
Hmph! A recommendation doesn't guarantee entry into the league.
In other words, those present are not high-ranking members of some business alliance who require permission from important figures to join the alliance.
In other words, they painted an uncertain picture for him.
Ning Qiang smirked. "They're all just small fry. Why are they trying to act all high and mighty with me?"
You invited me here, only to find a broken chair, and you're trying to play mind games with me? Do you think I'm stupid?
Besides, what's so good about joining the league?
I have food and guns; if I don't, I can rob them, and even exchange them for less than the market price. Isn't robbing better?!
Rubbing his hands together, Ning Qiang pretended to be very interested. "Being able to participate in the politics of Australia? That's great, that's great! Could you also get me a position as a senator or a representative?"
The group of people twitched their faces. "Senator, representative? We haven't even become senators yet, what chance do you have! You're just dreaming."
Abu then coughed repeatedly to mask his disdain, and replied perfunctorily:
"This... is negotiable, it's negotiable."
To achieve our goal, we must first deceive this arrogant and ignorant brat.
Ning Qiang clapped his hands, his face full of excitement: "Okay, okay, let me discuss it with my family and then give you an answer."
Discuss it with your family? Where can you discuss it with your family? Go back to China?
With transportation disrupted and natural disasters frequent, is returning to China so easy?
Everyone's expression changed.
"Mr. Ning can't make the decision?"
“Ordinary things are fine, but attacking our own compatriots is a big deal. My Ning family still has a place in China. If news of this kind of fratricide gets back to China, it will affect the reputation of our Ning family. Of course, we have to discuss it with our family.”
Ning Qiang said matter-of-factly.
Remembering something, he said, "Oh, by the way, could you lend me a plane? I need to send someone back to China."
When faced with someone forcing you to do something you don't want to do, the best way to handle it is to pass the buck back while also trying to gain some benefits for yourself.
Ning Qiang secretly applauded his own cleverness.
So you're just playing us for a fool! Old Abu and the others looked very unhappy.
Before they could get a bargain, they had to lend out an airplane.
I've heard that many places in China have fallen. If a plane leaves and can't find a place to land, there won't even be a place to refuel or transfer.
Everyone felt like they had thrown a meat bun to a dog—gone and never to return.
Most importantly, they don't trust Ning Qiang.
If it drags on for a month or two, Ning Qiang could easily say, "Oh dear, the plane hasn't returned yet. How about lending me another one? I'll go back and urge them to come back."
It's not that they're petty, it's that they think Ning Qiang is that kind of shameless scoundrel.
The room was silent; no one spoke.
Ning Qiang looked on expectantly, as if he had no idea what a shameless request he had made.
His gaze swept across the room. "How about I go back first, and you can discuss it further?"
Without waiting for a response, he stood up and said:
"I await your news. Please give me your reply as soon as possible. If it's too late, Pei Nansheng and his sister might cause some trouble."
He waved his hand, saying, "No need to see me off, no need to see me off, please stay, please stay."
The crowd: "..."
We didn't even budge an inch, so which eye of yours saw that we wanted to give it to you?
Ning Qiang walked along humming a light and cheerful tune, and even jumped up and down a few times excitedly in the corridor.
As soon as he stepped out of the villa area, his face fell, and he cursed, "Damn it, you think I'm a fool? Go to hell!"
The ball is back in the court; now it's up to Abramovich and his team to decide what to do.
After Ning Qiang left, the group slammed their fists on the table and cursed him, calling him a scoundrel.
"Abbe, that kid never intended to cooperate with us."
"I think so too. They want to borrow our plane? What a pipe dream."
“That cunning kid, we must not lend him the plane.”
“I think he’s in cahoots with those siblings. Let’s take them down too.”
Everyone looked at the person who had said they would do it together.
"Ning Qiang is a superhuman, and those brother and sister are also superhumans. Are you confident you can take them both out?"
The man shrank back, his eyes darting around, and said guiltily, "Well... I'm trying to think of a way."
Everyone rolled their eyes. "Idiots! If we had a solution, would we be targeting internal strife among Chinese people?"
The man retorted defiantly, "Just throw a few more missiles. Superhumans are still human. I don't believe that the brother and sister can dodge it once, let alone every time."
The group exchanged glances; it seemed like a good idea, and they were somewhat tempted.
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