Start a Base

"This this......"

"Guozhu Li, it's not good to involve others in business matters, right?"

"The compensation... can you slow down first..."

......

Attadi’s eyes were about to spew out flames. Some of the food of the South Gate aliens was extracted from the food of Saturn.

It used to be Xilijian to provide for them, but now Xilijian is unable to protect himself, and has cut off their supply.

He didn't expect to buy food directly from the Last Sun Empire, but he didn't expect that Li Yunpeng would exclude him in public. Aliens also want face!

Li Yunpeng picked up the teacup and was unmoved by how this group of people protested.

After arguing for half an hour, they realized that Li Yunpeng hadn't made a statement yet, so they quieted down one after another.

All eyes were on himself, Li Yunpeng put down his teacup, "It's finished? That's it when I'm finished, Mad, it's been a little mess for the whole morning, and the meeting is over!"

Everyone: "..."

Got it! It's wasted effort, but it's useless.

Li Yunpeng, who returned to his suite, was far less relaxed than at the meeting.

This pressure comes from Atadi.

Imagine that only a part of the science and technology revealed to the Western Empire, the East Japan Empire, and the Blue Dragon Empire had such a powerful combat power.

So, after so many years of silent development, will they be as simple as they seem on the surface?

At the beginning, the carrying capacity of the wormhole was limited, and they brought equipment. They heard that they are all outdated weapons on this planet. After they come to Saturn, they will definitely re-developing technology. How far it is now is incalculable.

The South Gate two aliens are like a time bomb hovering beside them. At any given time, they will set off a huge wave.

When dealing with the representatives of the East Japan Empire, Li Yunpeng almost couldn't help but want to kill Altadi together.

But it doesn't make much sense to kill him. When he is dead, there will be Artedi, Abadi and so on.

It's better to keep it, and try to find out if it makes more sense.

After lunch, Li Yunpeng lay on the bed to rest.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Li Dun reminded softly, "My lord, the meeting is about to begin."

"Oh."

Li Yunpeng did not move.

Li Dun retreated silently.

Ten minutes later, "My Lord, the meeting will begin immediately."

"Ok."

Li Dun was confused.

After a while, "My Lord, the meeting has started for five minutes."

"I know, call me again after the meeting."

After speaking, I turned over, took out a book, and read it with relish.

Li Dun: "......"

Li Yunpeng did not attend the afternoon meeting, and the participants were all bewildered.

For a while, I didn't know what to discuss.

They found that it seemed that the core of all issues was the end sun empire.

What if the Lord does not come, and have a hammer meeting?

Burt organized for a long time, but failed to form an effective discussion. In the end, he simply let everyone play freely and communicate with each other.

......

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Li Yunpeng had afternoon tea before getting out of bed.

"Go, Li Dun, go out for a stroll."

"Yes!"

The meeting ends at six o'clock, but there is really nothing to talk about. Everyone is the same, and apart from selling miserables, there are no other topics.

Small talk is also divided into people. Small talks among heads of state are all purposeful.

Through an afternoon of exchanges, everyone tested each other, combined with their own situation, and measured how much food resources could be obtained, which can be regarded as some gains.

Li Yunpeng followed a group of mecha fighters, walking leisurely in the underground shelter.

It happened to meet the heads of countries who had returned from the meeting.

"Hey? The meeting is over?"

"Hello."

"How's the chat?"

Li Yunpeng greeted everyone as he walked.

After a while, the shopping team expanded a lot.

Li Yunpeng walked in front, and a group of people behind him nodded and bowed in flattery.

Many civilians recognized the faces that often appeared on the headlines of world news before the end of the world, and they were very curious.

Why are these important figures so pleased to a young man?

On both sides of the street, many people are setting up stalls selling some precious items from before the end of the world, and they only exchange food for food.

But very few people buy.

Li Yunpeng stopped at a booth.

"What wine is in this bottle?"

The people who set up the stall knew that the patrons were coming when they looked at the posture of this group of people.

"This is Romani Conti, the most delicious red wine in the world, this adult can try it."

Li Yunpeng nodded, "Well, not bad."

"Bought it!"

Before Li Yunpeng could speak, a head of the West Continent Alliance spoke immediately behind him.

"This... how embarrassed? Li Dun, pack!"

"Yes!"

Everyone: "..."

Li Yunpeng walked all the way, watching all the way, everyone behind him was rushing to pay for everything he praised.

In the end, even the guard's hands were filled with things, and then he gave up.

Just for a while, Li Yunpeng almost bought a luxury collection equivalent to two wealthy families.

"Everyone, thank you for your gift. It's so polite and embarrassing," Li Yunpeng said.

Everyone was speechless, thinking that you didn't hesitate at all when you asked people to pack up, and didn't even turn away. What's the embarrassment?

"You don't have to be polite, Guozhu Li, just be happy."

"We just want to express our hearts and hope that Guozhu Li can ensure the smooth progress of the grain trade."

"Yes, it's better to relax the conditions."

Li Yunpeng was happy and waved his big hand, "No problem, see you tomorrow!"

Then he happily brought a group of his subordinates and returned to his residence with a lot of harvest.

"Ahem... Your Lord, are you sure... These people will leave the meeting early?" Li Dun asked curiously.

"Yeah? Yes, Li Dun, there is progress!"

Li Dun: "......"

Although the leaders of various forces have spent money, they are happy in their hearts. They are not afraid that Li Yunpeng will accept the gift, but they are afraid that he will not accept it.

the next day.

Li Yunpeng did not let the group of pigeons go anymore and came to the conference hall on time.

There was basically no progress yesterday afternoon. When Li Yunpeng came, the topic returned to grain trading.

"Guozhu Li, look, can the premise of the transaction be relaxed? For example, the defeated country first pays part of the compensation..."

"No!" Li Yunpeng replied decisively, "The condition is such a condition, I don't have to worry about selling my food!"

Everyone: "..."

"Then the cooperation with the South Gate two aliens...can we not cancel it? After all, it is beneficial to the scientific and technological progress of mankind as a whole."

"Are you unable to understand or understand? These two premises must be met!" Li Yunpeng said.

Everyone was dumbfounded, Mad, yesterday afternoon, that fragrant meat bun was a dog hit!