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Chapter 1211 The bosses are scared

Li Wenjun knew that Tang Zhaonian would feel uncomfortable.

After all, Erza was still alive and asked them for help just over twenty hours ago.

However, this matter is completely beyond their ability.

They have nothing to feel guilty or regretful about.

Tang Zhaonian nodded slightly: "Yes."

Li Wenjun said: "Go and have a good sleep. Tomorrow is the war, and we have to negotiate terms with Suman. We represent more than one country now. If we fail, we will be hunted down by six countries."

Tang Zhaonian shuddered: "Hurry up and leave. I don't want to stay here for a day anymore."

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When he checked out in the morning, Tang Zhaonian had light dark circles under his eyes, which showed that he had not slept well all night.

Li Wenjun felt refreshed, tilted his head towards Tang Zhaonian, shook his head and sighed: "Tsk, tsk, you are such a murderous boss, how could you be so scared?"

Tang Zhaonian said: "That's different. The people I killed before were all extremely vicious people. This person has no grievances against me."

Last night he always dreamed of Erza pulling him and saying "Help me, help me".

It was the same feeling as the first time he killed someone.

Li Wenjun patted him on the shoulder: "Actually, it doesn't make any difference whether he sees us or not. If you think so, you won't feel guilty."

Tang Zhaonian thought for a while and said, "That's right. He wants to come to me, and I'm not looking for him. At most, I can just pretend that I haven't seen him."

Li Wenjun: "Don't carry too much burden on yourself, otherwise you will tire yourself out and be unable to move forward. We are not superheroes or God, and we cannot save everyone."

Tang Zhaonian nodded slightly, then became furious in an instant: "You are a bastard, and you came here to teach me a lesson."

Li Wenjun couldn't help but laugh: "Well, it seems that you have recovered and are doing well."

After getting on the plane, Li Wenjun suddenly asked Tang Zhaonian: "What do you think the presidential palace looks like now?"

Tang Zhaonian said: "It must be a mess, as the saying goes, one emperor and one courtier. At this moment, even the coach of Erza's men is dead, and 80% of them are preparing to retreat."

Li Wenjun said: "It's also possible that no one dares to move."

Because Erza's death was so strange.

People who have anything to do with him must be scared to death right now, wishing everyone would forget about him.

Li Wenjun added: "So it depends on the successor's ability to control the situation."

Tang Zhaonian: "Well, I don't think Suman is very good at it."

Can a person who is kicked out halfway through his work be able to control the situation?

Then he thought about it, this was the first time he had the opportunity to watch closely how the people who controlled the country dealt with a major crisis.

The person he had seen before who had the strongest ability to handle crises was Li Wenjun.

When they came out of the airport, someone immediately ran over and asked in English: "Are they Mr. Tang Zhaonian and Mr. Li Wenjun?"

Tang Zhaonian and Li Wenjun were slightly surprised. In order to prevent others from tampering with them, they did not tell anyone about their itinerary, including Suman.

On the plane, you don't eat or drink anything.

The man said: "I am Mr. Prime Minister's secretary. The Prime Minister asked me to pick you up so that you can get to the office as soon as possible."

It seems that Suman is more anxious than them now.

Or Suman is afraid that other competitors will get the news and intercept them.

After all, any supporter now may change the outcome.

Anyone who can compete for this position will not be too poor in ability. So sometimes who can succeed depends more on luck and the people behind it.

Tang Zhaonian and Li Wenjun nodded slightly and got into the car.

As expected, the Presidential Palace did not appear as Tang Zhaonian expected, with all kinds of people running in and out. Instead, it was suffocatingly quiet.

Like the dull silence before the storm.

As soon as they entered the office, Suman stood up and came to greet them.

When Li Wenjun shook hands with him, he noticed that his palms were sweating and shaking a little.

It’s normal to be nervous at this time.

The important thing is not to panic.

After they sat down, Suman got straight to the point: "How can you support me?"

Li Wenjun said: "As long as the terms are negotiated, you can provide any support you want. I will let you contact the other party directly."

Suman was silent for a moment: "I think it is almost impossible for the West, China and Russia to support me at the same time."

Usually there are two camps, the East and the West, facing each other, or countless camps secretly competing against each other.

Li Wenjun smiled: "There are no permanent friends and enemies, only permanent interests. The key depends on what commitment you can give."

Everyone is sharpening their knives and preparing to divide the meat. Does it matter who takes them into the sheepfold?

unimportant!

The important thing is to go in quickly and take advantage of the chaos to catch a sheep!!

Suman said: "I will immediately demand as prime minister that the Property Law promulgated in 1934 be amended to allow foreigners and companies to purchase a certain amount of Turkish land in order to develop Turkish real estate."

Li Wenjun said: "What is this certain amount?"

Suman: "The purchase limit for individuals is three hectares, and for enterprises, it is five hectares."

Such a little bit is enough for what?

Li Wenjun smiled, lowered his eyes and flicked the dust on the corners of his suit: "Actually, we would rather elect a younger successor to take over and work together for a few years."

These words stabbed Suman's lungs rudely.

Age is Suman's biggest constraint.

To put it even more harshly: We all have similar abilities, why do we have to support you, a 70-year-old man, to go up?!

Isn’t it because you are obedient?!

Suman gritted his teeth and asked, "How much do you think is appropriate?"

Li Wenjun: "Actually, if you are afraid of causing a large amount of land loss, you can stipulate a list. Individuals and companies from some countries can directly buy land in Turkey. For other countries, they must obtain approval from the cabinet and the president. The list is adjusted every year."

Suman nodded: "This method is okay. If so, that person can increase it to ten hectares. The company can increase it to thirty hectares."

What kind of eternal friends are there between countries?

Especially a country like Turkey, which spans two continents and guards the "throat of the world".

It is said to be a gift from God, but it is also a curse from God.

It is true that you can take advantage of both sides, but you will also be threatened by both sides.

You need to hug your thighs, but you can’t just hug one thigh.

Li Wenjun nodded slightly: "Okay, then it's settled. This time, Mr. Tang, I am considered the middleman, so the two of us cannot be restricted. We each want one hundred hectares of land, and it will be given to us at the lowest price. We will decide the location. Also

Yes, I need you to authorize me and Mr. Tang’s company’s ship to pass smoothly through the Turkish Strait no matter what time and no matter what cargo is transported.”

Suman smiled: "If I can become president, this will be a small problem."

Suman immediately asked his secretary to prepare a draft and, as prime minister, asked the cabinet to initiate the land reform process.


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