There Was Always a Way to Make People Bow Their Heads

Bargaining is normal; Lin Qi can bring it up, and Nagaril's representative can refuse.

They rejected this condition, Lin Qi proposed a new one. Both sides kept changing their methods to try to satisfy the other party's demands while minimizing the damage to their own interests. This is negotiation.

Lin Qi confidently ignored everyone else, looking directly at the Nagaril representative. He pursed his lips and said, "Our emphasis on the legality of the Federal Sol circulating within the Nagaril United Kingdom, and even our desire for it to become legal tender, is not for any selfish purpose."

"Once the Nagaril United Kingdom and the Bayer Federation establish friendly and equal bilateral diplomatic relations, the first issue we will face will be cross-border and cross-currency settlement."

"Given the current large fluctuations in the exchange rate between the Galil and the Sol, the lack of confidence in the Galil from the International Community, and your disagreement with establishing the Federal Sol as legal tender or a legitimate currency, this will cause great inconvenience to all Federal developers, workers, and all related industries and individuals in the Nagaril United Kingdom."

"However, considering our shared aspirations for a friendly relationship, we have relaxed our requirements for the second time. As long as your United Bank or other banks with official backing and guarantees from the Central Government take in no less than 50 billion Federal Sol of foreign exchange reserves at one time, and the Federal Sol of foreign exchange reserves never fall below 40 billion, and respect the three principles of free Exchange Rate fluctuations, I believe the negotiations can move to the next stage."

Lin Qi's expression was calm as he looked at the people sitting across the table. "We have an old saying here: 'If you refuse someone the first time, it's a reasonable request; if you refuse someone the second time, it's out of respect; but when you try to refuse a third time, it's an insult to that respect'..."

This was a threat, which made the Nagaril representative and the Provincial Governor Drag instinctively shut their mouths and swallow the word "impossible."

They spoke in hushed tones in their native language. After a few minutes, the Nagaril representative said cautiously, "We need further discussion and consultation before we can give an answer, after all, this involves..." He shook his head as if he were trembling, "The issue of acquiring 50 billion Federal Sol of foreign exchange."

"Instead of that, we can talk about some business collaborations first..."

At that moment, Lin Qi stood up abruptly, disregarding the expressions of the Nagaril delegation, and turned to Mr. Truman. "I suggest that today's negotiations end here. There's no need for us to discuss anything deeper until the last condition is met; that would only be a waste of time!"

This special request is not excessive, because the things to be discussed next are all based on the premise that they can establish diplomatic relations. Now that the most crucial issue of establishing diplomatic relations cannot be agreed upon, it is as ridiculous as trying to build a skyscraper from the ground up when there is no foundation.

No matter how well the discussions go now, or how perfectly the future is envisioned, if the final issue of principle cannot be agreed upon, everything will have to be abandoned, so there is no point in discussing it at all.

They haven't even gone inside yet, and they're already talking about how to move? Who's messing with whom here?

Mr. Truman hesitated for a moment, then nodded and stood up. "I agree to your request. So today's negotiations are over. You can also go back and talk to your think tank. Perhaps they can give you some excellent advice."

With Mr. Truman's words, the afternoon's negotiations were considered over. Although the Nagaril delegation was somewhat reluctant and their faces were not pleasant, they still stood up.

The two sides shook hands and then parted, but as they shook hands, Lin Qi did not immediately let go of the Nagaril representative's hand. He looked at the other party and said, "What I said last time was not a joke. If you insist on wearing down our patience, then I suggest you buy a ticket back to Nagaril this afternoon and pray to God that the Royal Navy of Gefra will win."

"Otherwise, our wrath will eventually set the forests and grasslands of Nagaril ablaze!"

Lin Qi released his grip, looking at them with a slightly contemptuous attitude. "You can take this as a warning, or you can take it as a reminder..."

He paused, a haughty smile gradually spreading across his face. "Well then, good afternoon, gentlemen!"

After saying that, he turned and left without looking back.

Mr. Truman offered no explanation or further comment. He caught up with Lin Qi in a few strides and muttered under his breath, "I don't know that saying. What's this about the first time, the second time, the third time? Where did you hear that from?"

Lin Qi's statement is very philosophical. At first glance, it may not seem like much, but if you think about it more deeply, isn't it just the truth? The first and second concessions can be seen as gentlemanly behavior, but the third concession is weakness.

Anyone with principles and convictions would never back down a third time, and right now, they've stepped right on that line.

The person who can utter such great, wise, and philosophical words must be a great man, or at least a great man. Mr. Truman was eager to know who he was and to read his other works in order to discover some wisdom in them.

Lin Qi's lips curled up slightly, "I made that up on the spot..."

Mr. Truman's foot had just lifted when it stopped in mid-air. He was momentarily "blank" for a moment, and when he came to his senses, Lin Qi had already led him several steps ahead.

He caught up with her, and they walked side by side again. "Should I say something?"

Lin Qi laughed and said, "You can flatter me and praise me; I won't be polite."

Mr. Truman shook his head with a wry smile. "I won't satisfy you..." He then changed the subject, "Continuing from what we were discussing in the meeting room, what if they're willing to take 50 billion Sol?"

"Impossible!" Lin Qi said decisively. "You don't know much about Nagaril because you've never been there. All your knowledge of the country comes from other people's explanations, but I have been there."

"In this country, 95 percent of the wealth is in the hands of 1 percent of the population, in the true sense of the word."

"If they agree to this condition, it means that these rulers will have to come up with 50 billion, or about 5 trillion Galil, to buy up these foreign exchange reserves."

"Let's not even talk about whether all their banknotes add up to five trillion Galil. Even if they did, they wouldn't pay it, because only their ruling class can afford it."

"In other words, this is cutting into the flesh of the ruling class. People who sacrifice themselves for the country are not that noble. If they were, Nagaril would not be in this state."

Mr. Truman listened attentively. Based on what Lin Qi said, he felt that the problem was indeed not that big. It was like a country that the Federal could not compete with demanding that the Federal pay five trillion Federal Sol in exchange for so-called peace.

The Federal Government certainly can't come up with the money, so would those capitalists be willing to exchange it for another currency, with 80% of it restricted from free circulation? Undoubtedly, the capitalists would immediately switch sides, and the rulers of Nagaril would likely do the same, if Lin Qi were to say so.

However, one shouldn't think too simply, too optimistically, or too absolutely about things. He said softly, "If there's even a one in ten thousand chance..."

"What if they agree..." Lin Qi stopped on the steps outside the gate. The strong sunlight in the sky shone on the earth, and it wanted to leave its mark on Lin Qi's handsome face as well, but unfortunately there was a shadow that just happened to cover Lin Qi's face.

He looked at Mr. Truman and said, "If they really do that, their own finances will go bankrupt. Nearly 80 percent of a country's wealth will be artificially frozen. This would be a devastating disaster for any country with a free economy. We could easily destroy their economy, their market, and even their regime with just a little squeeze!"

Mr. Truman's thinking had caught up with Lin Qi's. He gasped. Indeed, if 80 percent of the Federal currency were locked in vaults, leaving only 20 percent in circulation, the country's market and economy would collapse in an instant.

But then he frowned and asked, "What if they print new currency like crazy?"

Lin Qi scoffed, "Then let's send troops to fight them. They cheated us out of 50 billion, meaning each Federal citizen lost hundreds of dollars on average. Even if we don't propose it, the people will demand that we send troops to seek justice for ourselves!"

"Mr. Truman, do you think the gentlemen of Congress would be happy if the Federal had a piece of land on the Bemont Continent?"

After saying this, Lin Qi nodded slightly and left. He had a private meeting to attend, and when he returned, Wo Delike was eager to talk to him.

Standing on the steps watching Lin Qi get into the car and leave, Mr. Truman suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

He always felt that Lin Qi was inciting him to send troops to Nagaril, but if that day really came, doing so would seem to be in the best interests of the entire Federal.

Of course, it is conceivable that Lin Qi would also get to eat the fattest meat, but this thing that had always made Mr. Truman very dissatisfied (the capitalists' blatant pursuit of profit) became acceptable.

The sun scorched his cheeks, making it hard for him to open his eyes. By this time, Lin Qi's luxury car had long since disappeared into the traffic. Only the metal Federal symbol in the fountain in the square in front of the steps glittered in the sunlight.

A sentence suddenly popped into his mind: The interests of the nation come above all else!