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Chapter 905: Responding to the Challenge (First Update, Please Subscribe)
A DC7 passenger plane flew over the southeast waters of Mindanao Island and headed towards Chang'an. The passengers on the plane glanced towards Mindanao.

Then he retracted his gaze and put it on the document beside him. He was sitting alone on the right side of the first-class cabin, with his black briefcase on another seat. When he was about to arrive in Chang'an, he put down the document again and concentrated on thinking.

"Mr. Secretary, we are almost there."

"Um,"

Dulles nodded and said.

"Benjamin, our mission this time is very complicated."

"That's right, Mr. Secretary, the whole world now knows they are a bunch of lunatics."

“The Russians were frightened by them.”

Dulles shook his head.

"We are the same. The president's attitude is very clear. If this is not stopped, World War III will definitely happen."

I was really scared!

After the Nanyang representative made those remarks at the United Nations General Assembly, it was not only Russia that was frightened, but the whole world.

It is true that the United States has atomic bombs, but they have not really considered using them in recent years. At most, they considered it during the Korean Peninsula incident. But it is different in Southeast Asia. They are playing with your heart from the start. They want to go all in at the table and ask you if you are afraid.

Obviously, the Russians were frightened, and the fleet they were going to send seemed to have completely disappeared.

As for the United States, it was also frightened - Dulles postponed his scheduled visit, not to teach Southeast Asia a lesson, but because the White House wanted to reach a consensus on the Southeast Asian issue. After all, Washington did not want to be involved in a world war.

Moreover, the White House had no way of determining what role Nanyang would play at the time, so it kept delaying the matter.

However, after the United States and Siam reached an agreement, Washington's perception of Southeast Asia immediately changed dramatically.

Nanyang is truly the most important member of the free world. Not only is it willing to contribute to the free world, but it is also very strong in combat.

Of course, the United States has no objection to such an ally.

So this time Dulles came here not only for business negotiations, but also to reach some consensus on certain regional issues in Nanyang. Of course, in addition to this, it is also necessary to impose constraints on Nanyang.

This guy is crazy!

Washington is really worried that they will be dragged into a world war because of their madness!

Washington is really conflicted about Southeast Asia!
Basically, I want it and I don't want it, which is a bit of a dilemma.

"But, Mr. Secretary of State, at present, it is impossible for Nanyang to make concessions on the Siam issue!"

"What other concessions are needed? Unless the Russians want to exchange intercontinental missiles with Nanyang, they will never export to Siam even if they are crazy..."

After thinking for a while, Dulles said.

"In fact, Nanyang is also teaching us a lesson. When faced with a situation where our absolute interests are damaged, we must act decisively."

Just like that, while the two were chatting, the plane quickly arrived at the airspace of Nanyang. When it was about to enter Chang'an, the plane began to turn slowly to the left, then lowered its altitude and continued to fly along the new course.

Now the nose of the plane is heading southwest. It will pass through the southwest of Chang'an and then arrive at Chang'an Airport. When the plane arrives at Chang'an Airport, it is already evening. Looking at the sea of ​​lights below from the plane, Dulles frowned and his expression seemed a little solemn.

In contrast, his companion, Charles Sinclair Weeks, the Secretary of Commerce and the main force in the negotiations, seemed somewhat agitated at this moment.

Finally, the war is about to begin!

The arrival of an airplane is a signal for battle!
Just like an air raid alarm, at the same time as the DC7 passenger plane from the United States arrived in Chang'an, Zhao Peiqi was discussing with his colleagues in the office of the Ministry of International Trade and Industry. He had just been promoted from the Chief Affairs Officer of the Heavy Industry Bureau to the Director of the Light Industry Bureau. He was like a gladiator entering the arena, exuding a fighting spirit. "Okay, let's sort it out again. My request is very simple. We must sort out the GATT and other international commercial laws one by one. We must ensure one thing - everything we do is in compliance with the rules, and..."

Zhao Peiqi's voice was not loud, but it was very powerful. As he finished speaking, a young affairs officer spoke.

"Director, the Americans are coming here to suppress us. They will suppress our textile industry anyway. In this case, what's the point of our exports complying with the rules?"

"The meaning is that even if we make concessions, we must let the Americans understand that we have made great sacrifices, and then strive to get compensation in other areas, otherwise, they will take it for granted."

Zhao Peiqi said with a deep shout.

"Everyone, this is a war between Southeast Asia and the United States. You and I are all warriors who will fight on the front line. Our victory will involve billions of dollars in exports and the employment of millions of people. If we strive for an extra 1%, we can save tens of thousands of jobs..."

Looking around at his colleagues, Zhao Peiqi took a deep breath and said.

"Anyway, I'll leave everything to you!"

After he finished speaking, everyone in the Light Industry Bureau had a solemn expression on their faces. Yes, now they were fighting on behalf of millions of industrial workers, and they had to do their best to win this war no matter what.

Soon, everyone was back to work again, from the evening until late at night, until nine o'clock in the evening, when Zhao Peiqi asked his secretary to tell the officers and staff in the bureau that they could go off work. After all, work is important, but spending time with family is equally important.

But he was still in the office, continuing to study various data and rules, with the pen in his hand constantly writing on paper. The negotiations were about to begin, and there were still many things that needed further sorting out.

"It's a bit difficult. The key is this free trade zone..."

Once again, Zhao Peiqi frowned as he looked at the "free trade zone". This is a "Nanyang feature" - Nanyang has established an "Overseas Chinese Free Trade Zone". Overseas Chinese factories can enter the free trade zone with zero tariffs. "Water washing" here is actually just changing the packaging. Cheap goods such as Kyushu goods and Malaysian goods become "Made in Nanyang" and then exported to Europe and the United States as cheap goods.

What is this exploit?
Of course, it is the trade status of Nanyang as a founding member of the General Agreement on Tariffs and Trade.

However, there has been no precedent for such a "free trade zone" before, and this is what the United States is most dissatisfied with now.

In this way, he worked until late at night, until midnight, when the clock pointed to twelve o'clock, Zhao Peiqi stretched and talked to himself.

"It's so late, why not have a cup of coffee first!"

Now, there would definitely be no secretary to help him pour coffee, so Zhao Peiqi stood up and walked out of the office, thinking of getting a cup of coffee in the tea room. But the moment he opened the door, he was stunned. In the office outside, all his colleagues were still there, and everyone was busy there.

"Why... aren't you off work yet?"

Hadn’t they all been sent off work before?

"Director, you haven't left work either."

His secretary Chen Lin walked over with a pot of coffee and said.

"Director, everyone said that since they are in a war, they definitely cannot escape, so after dinner, everyone came back!"

Facing his colleagues who had rushed back to work overtime, Zhao Peiqi nodded and said.

"Well, make a few more pots of coffee. We'll probably have to work all night long."

Now, all they can do is prepare all the ammunition before going to the battlefield. Only when they are well prepared can they go to the battlefield without fear.

“It’s really a bit difficult.”

Zhao Peiqi's brows were furrowed, and his expression became more serious.

Outside his office, everyone was working hard. This night was destined to be a sleepless night...

(End of this chapter)