Reborn as a prince, achieve the pinnacle of power

Bai Xiaolu and Li Yitong, who were making their voices heard for the first time in the Daxia economic circle, were given a stage. Before leaving the hotel, Young Master Chu called Bai Xiaolu and Li Yitong aside.

"Little deer, a child."

Young Master Chu looked at his two girlfriends, a gratified smile flashed in his eyes, and said: "I have something to do tonight, and I am about to meet a "friend" from afar!

After you two have dealt with the affairs of the Magic City, return to the capital as soon as possible."

"Ok!"

Bai Xiaolu and Li Yitong nodded.

"Yuchen, now a heavy burden falls on your shoulders. You should also take a good rest... Don't put too much pressure on yourself."

Li Yitong said with concern, her beautiful eyes full of heartache and understanding.

"Yes, Yuchen."

Bai Xiaolu echoed, his voice gentle but firm, "You've done very well... Make sure to get some rest."

"I know."

Young Master Chu had a doting smile on his face. He habitually reached out and rubbed Bai Xiaolu and Li Yitong's hair, then turned and walked away with firm and powerful steps towards another battlefield without the smoke of gunpowder.

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Two flowers bloom, one on each side

Go back eight hours.

The headquarters building of the Eagle Sauce Country’s military base.

Defense Minister Mitsui got out of the car with a grim expression.

"Your Excellency, Minister of Defense, Lieutenant General Radamanthys is waiting for you in his office. Please follow me."

A middle-aged officer wearing the uniform of a lieutenant colonel nodded to Mitsui who got out of the car.

Mitsui nodded slightly, said "thank you for your hard work, assistant", followed the lieutenant colonel officer, and strode into the headquarters building of the Eagle Sauce Garrison.

The atmosphere in the building was particularly solemn. The American soldiers on both sides of the corridor all had serious expressions, with a hint of tension on their faces.

Led by the officer, Mitsui arrived at the door of Lieutenant General Radamanthis's office.

Following a gentle knock on the door, the office door slowly opened, revealing a spacious and solemn interior environment.

Mitsui walked into the room and looked at Radamanthys, who was sitting behind the desk. He looked a little haggard, with a hint of fatigue in his eyes that was difficult to conceal.

"Your Excellency, Lieutenant General!"

Mitsui bowed slightly to the emperor of his country with an extremely respectful attitude, and said in a low and firm voice:

"Daxia shamelessly launched a surprise attack on our country and invaded our territory. We implore your country to follow our alliance agreement, extend the iron fist of justice and declare war on Daxia."

Hearing this, Lieutenant General Radamanthys stood up with an awkward smile on his face, and invited Mitsui to sit down in the reception area.

After the two of them sat down, the secretary quickly brought two cups of steaming coffee and placed them on the table, then quietly left. At this time, Lieutenant General Radamanthys slowly spoke:

"Your Excellency, Defense Minister, according to the alliance agreement between our two countries, our army should unswervingly protect your country from foreign aggression. However, the current situation has become extremely complicated, and I have not received an attack order from the Pentagon, so I am very sorry..."

Douglas's feeble defense did not surprise Mitsui. The Eagle Sauce Country never does anything without benefits. When there is benefit, the big brother takes it first, and when there is trouble, the younger brother takes the blame.

However, as a politician, you still need to have basic acting skills.

Mitsui's eyes flashed with disappointment, and he asked in disbelief, "Sir, do you mean that your country will just let Daxia do whatever it wants and wantonly destroy the peace in Asia and East Asia?"

"Your Excellency the Minister of Defense!"

Lieutenant General Damantis sighed softly and said slowly:

This is the current situation. Daxia's military strength, especially the Baidi fighter plane, has demonstrated unprecedented combat effectiveness.

We in the United States also need time to evaluate and adjust our strategy. I am communicating closely with the Pentagon, but specific military actions must be approved by the headquarters. "

"Your Majesty Lieutenant General!"

Mitsui stared at Radamanthys and asked in a deep voice: "For decades, our Chicken Country has been loyal to Eagle Sauce Daddy...

This time, we paid a heavy price to complete the task assigned by your country.

Are you really so cruel that you abandon us and let the kind-hearted people of Jiaobenji live under the iron hoof of the Daxia military every day?

Your country is so disregarding morality, aren't you afraid that other allies will become disloyal and mourn for you? Who will fight for you in the future?"

"General Mitsui!"

Mitsui's questioning made Radamanthys feel a burning pain on his face. When did a dog dare to bark at its owner like this? He was so ashamed that he stared at Mitsui with a cold gaze and said sternly:

"Please be careful with your words. We, the Eagle Sauce Country, never need to explain our actions to anyone. We have our own considerations and plans, and you don't need to understand these...

You, the Chicken Country, just need to follow our orders."

"Your Excellency, I'm sorry. Please forgive my offensive words."

Mitsui's eyes flashed with anger and disappointment, but when he thought of the plan he had discussed with Foreign Minister Fujiwara, a strange smile flashed across his face, and he asked in a low voice:

Your Excellency, if our soldiers spontaneously launch a desperate charge against Daxia, can your country provide secret assistance?"

Radamanthys frowned, a hint of hesitation flashed across his face, and he asked in a questioning tone:

"General Mitsui, I don't understand what you mean?"

"Sir, although more than half of our air force has been destroyed, we still have more than a hundred fighter planes that can take off and fight."

San Jin's voice was low and hoarse, like a temptation from hell, with a hint of magic: "My Chicken Country is willing to privately fund and invite your army to participate in tonight's raid..."

The more Radamanthys listened, the more frightened he became. The expression on his face became more and more complicated. His eyes swept across Mitsui's face, as if he was evaluating the feasibility and risks of this proposal.

After a long while, he took a deep breath and spoke slowly, with a hint of caution in his voice: "General Mitsui, your proposal is very bold, but..."

His voice suddenly paused, as if he was looking for the right words: "As an American, I hate Daxia in my heart... But as a soldier, I have to consider the consequences if the Daxia people find out about this."

Hearing Radamanthys' hesitation, Mitsui raised a satanic smile and continued to increase the stakes. He extended his right index finger and said, "Sir, our Chicken Country has always been extremely generous to our friends. As long as you agree, one of our chaebols will provide you with this amount of compensation."

Travel thousands of miles to become an official, just for money!

This sentence applies everywhere.

Radamanthys' eyes lit up slightly, he pursed his lips, and asked in a low voice: "1000 million?"

Mitsui shook his head slightly, the smile on his lips looked even more mysterious, and his outstretched index finger slowly bent into a "zero" gesture, and then raised a thumb on the basis of "zero". His voice was low and full of temptation: "No, Your Excellency, Lieutenant General, it is 1 million US dollars."

Radamanthys' pupils shrank suddenly, and his breathing became rapid. $1 million, this is a number that can change his life, this is a fortune that he dared not even dream of.

With it, I can immediately retire and live the rest of my life as carefree as I want.

The world is so big, you can go anywhere.

His eyes swept across Mitsui's face, as if he was looking for something, or as if he was thinking about something.