"Mr. Lu, I will reiterate our position again, that is, please stop providing weapons and equipment to Argentina immediately!"

Brazil! In a secluded and luxurious living room at the Hilton Hotel in the center of Rio de Janeiro, Drake, director of the External Liaison Office of the British MI6, stared at Lu Jiadong, who was indifferent to the opposite side, wishing he could rush over and strangle the young Chinese man to death on the spot.

Perhaps before coming to Rio de Janeiro, Drake had outlined the images of countless Chinese people in his mind, but no matter what, he did not expect that the person who contacted him in the end was to kill his younger brother Anderson, and Lu Jiadong, who made him fall into trouble in the "Schindler Cafe" incident.

Faced with such a person, even if Drake is gentlemanly, he can't help but feel a little angry. What's more, the conditions proposed by Lu Jiadong far exceed the bottom line stipulated by the British government. Based on the above reasons, the talks between the two sides were full of gunpowder. As soon as Lu Jiadong finished talking about the relevant proposition, Drake immediately denied and refuted:

"As for the conditions you mentioned, I have said from the beginning that I am willing to pay twice the price to compensate your country. As far as I know, this is a high price that is difficult to find in the international market!"

"Mr. Drake, first of all, please make it clear that we are here to discuss cooperation, not business!"

"For me, this business is no different!" Drake was still very tough.

"Then I think we have nothing to talk about!" Lu Jiadong shrugged, then stood up, and kindly reminded the British man opposite:

"But I still want to remind you, please consider our suggestions carefully. No matter what, this is a win-win suggestion!"

After saying that, Lu Jiadong didn't wait for Drake and others to answer, and then waved at the members of the Chinese delegation and pushed the door without looking back. After the last member of the Chinese delegation walked out of this luxurious living room, Drake, who could no longer suppress his anger, and his big hand slapped hard on the long table in front of him, roaring at the top of his lungs:

"Win win-win? What win-win? I think it's just taking advantage of the situation and robbing it!"

"That's right!" Drake's angry words had just fallen, and his deputy, who was also the aide of Prime Minister Thatcher, nodded in agreement, then picked up the notebook he had just recorded, glanced lightly, and a sarcastic smile appeared on his face:

"Aero engine technology, submarine silent technology, nuclear reaction, reactor miniaturization technology, advanced torpedo technology, ship combat comprehensive command system, water sound sonar detection technology... Who do they think they are? They dare to say that they cooperate? It is the biggest concession to give them twice or even three times the price. Unexpectedly, it is really a lion who spoke out. You must know that asking the French to stop exporting "flying fish" means paying twice the price. These Chinese people really don't know that the sky is high.

Especially Lu Jiadong, he was simply talking nonsense. I now doubt whether China sent such a person with serious paranoia to contact us out of sincerity? Also, China has really provided anti-ship missiles to Argentina? They are not using a fictitious thing to blackmail us, right?"

"Is it false?" Looking at Phelps' face with a strong bureaucratic atmosphere, Drake couldn't help but smile coldly: "Less than a month after the task force started the war, seven main battleships and a transport ship were sunk. Mr. Phelps, you don't really think that the Argentines used wooden sticks to leak the barrels, right?"

"this......."

Phelps just went too sarcastically, and unexpectedly talked about the pain in Drake's heart. Now, Drake not only avenged his previous shame by providing China with the accurate foresight and judgment of Argentina's C801 anti-ship missile, but also became more prominent than before. He almost became a real version of James Bond.

However, Mr. Drake is not as broad-minded as 007, and he is obsessed with the criticism he has suffered before. Therefore, when Phelps questioned the information about c801 with a teasing meaning, Drake naturally thought of the unfair treatment he had suffered because of this information a few days ago. Therefore, his tone of speech was a little angular and chilling, which made Phelps very embarrassed and didn't know what to say.

Fortunately, Drake, who had experienced ups and downs, had already become much smoother and clear. He knew that although the Prime Minister's aide had no specific position, his future prospects were limitless. Therefore, he did not want to offend Phelps to death, so he changed his tone, eased his tone and continued:

"Of course, you are right. The Chinese are indeed lions. But I believe that this is a necessary means for them to bargain. After all, this is Lu Jiadong's usual approach. It seems unreasonable, but he can always put his opponent in a passive manner and finally get what he wants!"

"Drake, are you talking about that young Chinese man? A paranoia patient?"

Phelps couldn't believe his ears, because after the talks began, Lu Jiadong gave him the impression that he was young, except for his unscheming paranoia patients. However, after listening to Drake, Lu Jiadong was not only meticulous in thinking but also very terrifying, which made Phelps not very confident in any case. He couldn't help but look at Drake beside him with confusion, and Drake shook his head with a wry smile:

"He is not a paranoia patient, but one of the few smart people in this world. There are not many people who can truly admire me in my life. If you put aside some unpleasant things, this Lu Jiadong is one!"

"It seems that Mr. Drake is not simple!" Phelps nodded thoughtfully, but then asked curiously:

"Mr. Drake, you just said unhappy? Did you have any unhappy things with Lu Jiadong from China before?"

"Yes, it's in Frankfurt!" Drake sighed helplessly, but the next moment the sigh came to an abrupt end, and his tone became firmer again:

"Anyway, no matter what, according to my understanding of Lu Jiadong, this person is very tricky, but since he can sit down and talk to us, it proves that he is still sincere, so we just spend it with him like this. Anyway, we already know the source of the Argentine missiles.

Even if we don’t make concessions, we can block it. Moreover, our offensive on the road to the island of Cambodia is progressing quite rapidly. From a strategic perspective, as long as we take steady steps, our victory is only a matter of time. Therefore, if he wants to take advantage of the situation, he will drag him. Of course, we also have risks, but it doesn’t matter. It depends on who will not calm down first!"

What a smart man Phelps is. When he heard Frankfurt, he knew where the joint was, but he did not point it out. Instead, he continued Drake's words and said:

"The first thing that can't hold back is China. The price is twice as high as possible, which is enough to completely let the poor China down. Not to mention anything else, it is the golden light that shines in the eyes of several other Chinese people just now. I know how important money is to them. So, I bet that they will definitely compromise in less than 48 hours!"

"I think the same as you!" Drake responded with a smile, but another sentence echoed in his heart: "Lu Jiadong, I will never let you get what you want no matter what!"

"It seems that it's really hard for us to get what we want this time!"

Drake hid this sentence in his heart, but Song Xiaoxu, who accompanied Lu Jiadong to participate in the contact, said this sentence in the lounge without any scruples. Then he looked at Lu Jiadong, who was sitting on the sofa and slowly tasting local black tea, and said with some concern:

"But then again, Chief Commander Lu, are the conditions we offer too high?"

"Yes, Jiadong!" As soon as Song Xiaoxu finished speaking, at Lu Jiadong's request, Hu Qinghua, who came from Argentina, couldn't help but add with a worried look:

"Each of the cooperative technology we proposed is a cutting-edge technology in the military industry. It is a national weapon and cannot be used for transactions easily. Besides, although the country has given us a certain degree of autonomy, it is certain that the priority of the top leaders is not technology, but x-region involving territorial sovereignty. Will our rash and random asking prices violate the spirit of the domestic instructions?"

"Director Hu is right!" After Hu Qinghua said that, Xu Yuanchao, who was standing beside him, nodded: "Anyway, we made sure to make a profit when we negotiated with the British this time. Besides, the lack of money in China is just money. While we can get valuable foreign exchange, it prompted China and the UK to formally negotiate on the x-region issue, and we will successfully complete this task!"

"That's what I said, but..." Lu Jiadong said halfway, and couldn't help but pause, then took a sip of tea, and continued indifferently:

"If you want to win according to your playing style, it would be a fantasy! Of course, now according to the attitude of the British, this game will definitely be a dead end, but it is not the ones who decide the outcome of this game, but those insiders who seem to have nothing to do with it!"

"Outsider? Jiadong, you mean..."

After hearing Lu Jiadong's words, Hu Qinghua and the other three reacted together, and then nodded at the same time. But not long after, Hu Qinghua's eyebrows frowned again:

"It seems that we and the British are gambleing for luck. Since that's the case, I don't think there is any need to contact each other these days..."

"Contact! Why don't we contact?" Lu Jiadong glanced at Hu Qinghua and others, and said half-jokingly: "Don't you want to learn English better? It's a waste to put such a good English sparring practice without using it. Besides, even if you are gambled for luck, the British may not be better than us. You must know that our luck has never been worse..."

"Although this combat plan depends on luck, I believe that God will bless us as always!" At the same time, in the comprehensive command room of Rio Grande Air Base in Argentina, Lieutenant General Messi, Chief of Staff of Argentina, pointed to a strange mark on the map and continued firmly:

"Anyway, no matter what, I must send this guy into the sea this time!"

"yes!"

Listening to the loud and firm words of the pilots, Lieutenant General Messi smiled with relief on his face, and his hand pointed to the map slowly lowered. The character covered by his fingers also revealed its true appearance. If the British were present at this time, they would be scared to death, because that strange point was nothing else, it was the flagship of the British task force, the USS "Sports God" aircraft carrier.........
Chapter completed!