"Gentlemen, the division of the Kingdom of Malawi shall still use Kampamba on the shores of Lake Malawi as the boundary. That way, both sides can obtain half the land of the Kingdom of Malawi. Would your side be satisfied with this?"
Platini, the head of the Portuguese delegation, and Everton exchanged glances. Then Platini nodded, and Everton had little objection to this division as well.
"Mr. Martin, we agree to this division plan!"
"Pleasure working with you!"
"Pleasure working with you!"
Martin, the mayor of Dar es Salaam city, had finally brought this torturous negotiation to an end, in accordance with the East African government's instructions.
Over the past few days, Martin had been opening his mouth like a lion, demanding an outrageous price. The initial proposal had used Nkhatakota in southern Lake Malawi as the boundary, which amounted to nearly one-third of the Kingdom of Malawi.
Naturally, the Portuguese had refused. But in order to keep them on the hook, Martin had said they could negotiate—everything was negotiable. Since everyone had designs on the Kingdom of Malawi, was it not only human nature for East Africa to want a little more?
And wasn't the purpose of their coming to East Africa precisely for this matter? They should lay out their proposal, and everyone could discuss it further, make mutual concessions, and settle it.
The Portuguese, who had initially believed the East African government lacked sincerity and had been ready to turn and leave, only continued the negotiations after hearing this.
The East African government's actions appeared to be idle nonsense, but they were actually deliberately dragging out the negotiations. The later Mozambique annexed the southern Kingdom of Malawi, the better.
Mozambique was idle because it truly was idle, while East Africa only appeared idle; Zambia and the Geleidi