The communications officer had already contacted Mabu Country directly. A few minutes later, the person in charge of this mission looked at Jiang Yan Hai and said, "The money has arrived. It was transferred by Mabu Country."
"Mm." Jiang Yan Hai thought for a moment, then said, "Reply to them. Tell them we've received the money, and we'll buy the aircraft ourselves."
"Also... hmm, how about this? After all, it was our country's airline and citizens who were rescued. It wouldn't be right for us not to show some appreciation. Compensate these two pilots' families with ten million dollars each, in gratitude for their contribution to protecting those ordinary people," Jiang Yan Hai said after some thought.
Everyone looked at Jiang Yan Hai speechlessly. That was way too ruthless, wasn't it?
Before they could say anything, though, Jiang Yan Hai spoke again.
"Wait, forget it. Ten million is too much. We're still a developing country and relatively poor. We don't have that much money. Let's make it one million dollars per pilot instead." Jiang Yan Hai considered it again. Ten million was too much; one million would do.
Everyone: "..."
You animal. Wasn't this rubbing salt into the wound? And one million dollars per person was far too stingy. More importantly, it seemed like the other side was paying for it...
"Why are you looking at me like that? What kind of looks are those? This is in the spirit of international humanitarianism! We're providing compensation to the families of pilots who died protecting ordinary people. What's wrong with that?" Jiang Yan Hai asked earnestly.
"Nothing!" What else could they say? They could not say anything but that.
Jiang Yan Hai's words were quickly relayed through Mabu Country. As for how Mabu Country felt upon seeing them, there was nothing