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Chapter 1065: Chapter 937: Reaching an Agreement (Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!)
Shan State.
Inside the basement.
The call ended.
With a pounding heart, Pan Cong took a sip of the strong tea.
To calm his shock.
It was damn tough, looking back now, they were led step by step into Ling’s trap, and in the end, he used righteousness to ’spur’ them on, making them fall morally and finally flee in panic.
"Boss, this Ling is really incredible. It’s no wonder he can take such a great advantage from Lang Cai, and even manage the Myanmar Economic Zone so well, I’m starting to admire him."
Pan Cong’s son expressed wistfully.
In this place, only he dared to speak such words.
"Formidable," Mu Zhiwen said concisely.
"Like I need you to tell me,"
Pan Cong rolled his eyes.
"What should we do now?" Mu Zhiwen inexplicably found Ling’s words quite reasonable.
It wasn’t that he had a sense of righteousness in him.
It was the final threat from Ling that scared him.
If a technology leak ever happened, aside from the money, would Ling send someone to kill them? Maybe Pan Cong would still need to live to pay off the debts, but for these ’military advisers’ of his, they might just be killed to set an example for others.
Having money but no life to spend it.
"What else can we do, he even threatened me, by what right?" Pan Cong said angrily.
Mu Zhiwen didn’t take up that point. By what right? The other side had strong troops, plenty of weapons and cash, and just the thought of the annual profits from fruit wine exceeding 1.2 billion US dollars made Mu Zhiwen enviously speechless.
Moreover, this might just be an underestimate from Ling.
Once the breakthrough of three million bottles is achieved in a few years, the annual profit might exceed 30 billion US dollars. It’s just damn insane. That such an enterprise could exist in Myanmar, with a bit more effort, it could enter the world’s top 500 companies within minutes.
"We still need to discuss it with Leader Dsvid; this matter has become complicated now," Mu Zhiwen said gravely.
"Right, make the call," exclaimed Pan Cong.
Soon.
The call connected.
"Dsvid, what’s your take on this next?" Pan Cong asked directly.
"Ling is a big problem," Dsvid said.
Pan Cong laughed helplessly, "Do I even need you to tell me that? We simply can’t argue with him, mainly because the two technologies are too valuable. Even if we make a big gain, if anything goes wrong, Ling would probably kill us.
You also know his past actions. He is not one to go through legal procedures; even if we fled to other countries, we wouldn’t necessarily be safe."
"...Possibly,"
Dsvid paused and then said.
On the other side, Dsvid’s mind involuntarily flashed back to the time when the Assassin Organization targeted Ling. The top three assassin organizations were uprooted by the people he hired, and the brutality of it still sent shivers down his spine.
After that massacre.
Even to this day.
No assassin organization dared to take a contract that involved Ling.
Even for tasks within the Myanmar Economic Zone, no one dared to take them, because the ’customs’ of the Myanmar Economic Zone were too formidable. Identity information could not easily be forged, making it very difficult for assassins to infiltrate.
Anyway, he hadn’t heard of any successful attempts.
"Dsvid, in your opinion, how likely are we to succeed in demanding fruit wine and filters?" Pan Cong asked.
"Twenty percent," Dsvid objectively stated.
"Isn’t that almost the same as having no chance?" Pan Cong said helplessly.
"..."
"Fruit wine is a complex issue. Previously we didn’t realize it was related to that loan, and now it has dragged Huaxia into this. Lang Cai just made it clear that fruit wine will definitely not be part of this negotiation. It seems there’s no hope,"
Dsvid said, disappointed.
He blamed the provider of the information for neglecting such a crucial detail.
Dragging other countries into this.
There are never any trivial matters.
"What about the filter?" Pan Cong really did not want to come away empty-handed.
"It looks very uncertain, and very unstable," Dsvid said.
Pan Cong asked in confusion, "Unstable?"
"Yes, my sources indicate that the technology for preparing the solution is very rudimentary, it might just be a few words away from getting cracked by foreign laboratories. That way, maybe without our leak, the factory may become obsolete even before it’s constructed,"
Pan Cong was dumbfounded, "It’s that unreliable?"
"Exactly that unreliable," Dsvid said with a wry smile.
"Where did you get this information?" Pan Cong asked, bewildered.
"I have my channels." Dsvid wouldn’t possibly share that information with Pan Cong.
Pan Cong didn’t dwell on it, continuing, "Then what else can we demand?"
"Industrial system."
"Industrial system?"
Dsvid nodded, "Yes, I think I’ve got it figured out. Only industry can create wealth, can create the future. Once we have the basic industrial system, we can use it as a foundation to move towards military manufacturing, what do you say?"
"Right, I heard that Ling’s soldiers manufacture their own weapons, especially firearms. Once we have a basic industrial system, we can totally produce our own weapons."
Pan Cong was excited.
"Especially steel smelting and processing factories, these are the bottom line, we must not lose them," Dsvid said, clenching his fist.
"Definitely."
Mu Zhiwen: "..."
Where did these two get their confidence from?
Forget it, let’s first get through the current predicament, and once we have rice and oil, we’ll find a way to prepare a Manchu Han Imperial Feast.
...
The next day.
Right from the start,
they proposed new conditions.
Upon hearing it was about the industrial system,
Lang Cai breathed a sigh of relief. The negotiation finally made a significant breakthrough; it was just about some factories, which were already part of the plan. However, the two parties had many disagreements regarding the types of factories.
Because many of them were not even in Myanmar, but only in the Myanmar Economic Zone, the parties even requested the provision of power equipment factories and some engine technology, and Ling agreed directly.
"Although it’s a bit challenging, it’s not a problem," he conceded.
The military production capability of the Myanmar Economic Zone had hardly been exposed, and what the two wanted was far from cutting-edge, not enough to make waves. So it was agreed to provide it.
"..."
Both were muttering.
Did we ask too little to get such a prompt agreeement?
Lang Cai was happy.
Kan Qin was happy, too.
In just three days, they had solved such a big problem, one that had troubled them for decades. The only one not happy was Kundun, because it seemed like he had no part in the success of this affair.
He was just an onlooker.
Lang Cai began assigning tasks.
"Kan Qin, Wu Lei, you are responsible for the subsequent coordination work. Pan Cong, Dsvid, we will complete the withdrawal of the front-line soldiers by tonight, and you can pull back as well. Coordinate the related work with Kan Qin’s team, and the relevant schedule will be sent to you tomorrow."
"President Cai, I hope we won’t have such misunderstandings again," Dsvid said.
"That is indeed my sincerest hope," Lang Cai said with a smile.
Dsvid then said to Ling, "Deputy Leader Ling, it has been a pleasure working with you."
"Whether it’s a pleasure to cooperate depends on the actions," Ling replied, still with a sting in his words.
Dsvid said solemnly, "We are definitely full of sincerity."
"Yes," Pan Cong chimed in.
"That’s good then."
Unconsciously, they had grown accustomed to Ling’s ’poisonous tongue’ and ’threats.’ They no longer cared about such talk, as this serious attitude towards the matter rather than the person, also highlighted a strong personal charm.
It was much more comfortable than talking to someone who always beat around the bush.
The call ended.
Lang Cai’s face lit up with a smile, "Very good, this result is in our interests. You need to prepare for coordination and propaganda next, ensuring the reform process in both states. Ling, you played an indispensable role."
"It’s nothing, just part of the job," Ling said lightly.
"Ha, ’just part of the job,’ well then, meeting adjourned."
...
Nearing noon.
The official news channel of Myanmar started intense coverage of the affair.
"After bilateral negotiations, and thanks to President Cai’s efforts, an agreement has been reached; this marks the end of the military standoff. Starting from noon today until midnight, both sides will withdraw their military forces."
"The end of this military standoff also represents the resolution of historical issues that have persisted for decades. The two states will now embrace new opportunities for development, and the local populace will finally be able to fully enjoy the fruits of social progress."
"..."
For a full half-hour,
the host detailed the contents of the cooperation agreement between the two parties.
After listening to the news,
many people felt it was surreal.
Three days.
Just three days and you have everything worked out, did it have to be so unbelievably fast?
They thought it would take at least a week or two, with both sides engaging in a war of words, pushing back and forth until it was hastily concluded, as it had been for years.
Of course,
the vast majority were delighted.
They no longer had to worry about the war affecting their ability to make money.
It was also this news which
once again boosted President Cai’s reputation,
addressing these two states,
might be the greatest achievement of President Cai’s term, aside from the economic stimulus policies.
