The host, please be more restrained! The Strategic Propaganda Bureau can no longer make up stories

To put it bluntly, Blue Planet's diplomacy is just that simple: we make a lot of friends but only a few enemies.

There are only three routes: treat the person to a meal, behead him, or keep him as a dog.

A villain fears power but does not cherish virtue. If he keeps treating people to meals, he will only raise an ungrateful person.

The Eagle Sauce likes beheadings and is almost making itself a global public enemy. This path has been proven to be a dead end.

Accepting it as a dog is the best solution, giving a slap in the face and a sweet date in return. What's even better is that the Eagle Sauce has already given all the slaps.

The arms trade on Blue Star is no small matter. Li Yunfei and Saraf have only reached a preliminary cooperation, and the total arms sales amount is expected to be 50 billion US dollars.

As for what to buy specifically, they themselves haven't thought it through, but the seminar has just started, so there is plenty of time for them to slowly think about what to buy.

“No one is born knowing, so who can be without doubts?

If one is confused and does not seek advice from a teacher, his confusion will never be resolved. "

"I'm very happy that you two can come to me to solve your problems, but I don't like you coming here so late at night."

"Don't involve work matters in your personal life, do you understand?" Li Yunfei smiled and saw the two of them off from his office.

Saraf and Hammamud nodded in confusion, then left respectfully.

When they got off the elevator.

Hammamood couldn't help but ask, "Your Highness, what did the teacher just say? What is that? What's the confusion?"

"Is there someone from Blue Star who has upset our class teacher? Tell me and I'll take some people to shoot him!"

Saraf stroked his chin, thought for a long time, and said, "Teacher, what you mean is that he doesn't like Eagle Sauce."

"Anyway, after we finish the class, we can just fight the Eagle Sauce. I'll provide the equipment and money, and you guys can just provide the men."

"Your Highness the Crown Prince, that's a brilliant idea. I see. I'll leave it to you then." Hamamud suddenly understood.

His respect for Li Yunfei rose several levels again.

After all, even the wisest man in Somalab could not say such philosophical words.

Lu Wanxin stood with Li Yunfei at the office door and watched the two leave.

She listened to the conversation between the two and asked with some laughter: "Boss Li, is it really okay for them to understand this way?"

“Even though my understanding was completely wrong and I had completely misinterpreted the question, I still filled in the final answer. I think it’s okay.”

"We provide the equipment, Sarab provides the money, and Somalab provides the men. What's wrong with just fighting the Eagle Sauce honestly?" Li Yunfei asked with a smile.

When Lu Wanxin heard this answer, she was stunned. She didn't expect that this sentence could be understood in this way.

The most important thing is that in a sense, this understanding is not wrong. They really just need to fight the Eagle Sauce honestly.

"Mr. Li, there is something I don't understand. Are we really holding this seminar just to sell arms?"

"What do you mean by selling arms? That's so ugly."

"That's for freedom and peace. The war in the Middle East has been going on for many years. It's time to stop."

"Look at a certain Oriental company. After taking classes for so many years, didn't it finally switch to selling goods? Can you say that they took classes in order to sell goods in the first place?" Li Yunfei looked at Lu Wanxin and turned back to ask.

Lu Wanxin was stunned for a moment after hearing this answer.

She doesn't understand international politics, but she knows a little about online shopping, especially comparing a certain product with its peers.

There is a huge difference between bringing goods and bringing goods. She listened to these words and looked at Li Yunfei, feeling unfathomable from the bottom of her heart.

Without this analysis, Lu Wanxin always felt like she was an arms dealer's assistant and felt extremely guilty.

After Saraf returned, he began to contact his biological father, Sahman, to discuss the details of purchasing arms.

There is a five or six hour time difference between the two places.

It's already early morning here, and just around seven or eight in the evening over there.

However, Sarab always gets off work at two or three in the afternoon. Even if the commander-in-chief does not have any urgent matters, he rarely handles government affairs.

When Sahman heard his son's call, wanting to talk to him about state affairs, he frowned and said, "Crown Prince Saraf, if there is nothing important, please report to me tomorrow when you go to work."

"Dad, you told me two things when I came here this time. One of them seems to be working. I wonder if it's a big deal."

"What, is there any progress on that protection agreement?"

"Our protection agreement with the Eagle Sauce has expired, and I don't plan to renew it. It's great to be able to find a new backer in time." Sachman instantly became energized.

This time he asked Saraf to go to Southeast University mainly to do two things.

One is to sign a protection agreement, and the other is to pay protection money to buy arms, starting at at least 20 billion US dollars, and it would be best to invite the people back as well.

When Saraf was leaving, he was clearly told to come back when he had completed these two tasks.

Saraf felt embarrassed listening to that.

He shook his head and said, "Dad, it's not this one, it's the other one."

"What? Model 41 firecrackers. Any clues?"

"The truths we bought before are a bit outdated. Many people around us have begun to disrespect us. It's time to change the truths!" Sahman said happily.

He is not picky about either the protection protocol or the Type 41 firecrackers, he likes them all.

Saraf sighed. He had just talked to Li Yunfei and knew that the Type 41 firecrackers really could not be sold.

"What, you scumbag, you can't even buy a Type 41 firecracker, how can you be considered successful?"

"I sent you there because I wanted to put the entire country of Sarab on your shoulders. Can you handle this?"

Saraf sighed helplessly at the doubts of his own father.

There is no way. His own father believes that the protection agreement and the truth of double-kick firecrackers can protect Sarab's safety. He himself really doesn't understand Todai!
"Saraf, go ask them if they are still doing business!"

"Dad, even though we don't understand technology, we must respect it. Leave this matter to me. Don't worry, I know Dongda best."

"Dongda is a thin-skinned person. They are too embarrassed to be mean to us. They definitely won't sell us the 41-type firecrackers, but we want to buy this. After they refuse, they will be too embarrassed to refuse us to buy something else."

"I think the money from buying Type 41 firecrackers can buy a large number of J-10c fighter jets and J-35 stealth fighter jets."

"At the same time, we also need to buy hypersonic missiles and Type 055 destroyers. These must be sold together and bought all at once."

"The Type 41 firecracker is not as good as all these advanced equipment!" Saraf explained patiently.

Sahman listened to Saraf's words and nodded with great satisfaction.

"Son, it seems that you have learned a lot of military tactics at the University of the East, and you have used them on your teacher. Very good, I hope you can keep up the good work!" (End of this chapter)