Inescapable.
Because they wanted to align with the world and not be left behind, they had to accept these trade and currency rules.
In the past, when they were poor, the United States was not even interested in exploiting them; but now, as signs of economic rise appeared, the United States felt that their iron had sharpened a bit and thought it ti to put it to use.
"What do we do?" Ban asked with a wry smile.
"What can we do? As countries that serve as chess pieces, almost all adopt a strategy: to offend neither side, to seek a balance in the crevices, and to snatch interests from both sides of the ga," Lang Cai saw it very clearly.
This was not a matter of acting on impulse.
It wasn’t a matter of personal preference either.
Fence Sitters were also helpless.
Completely leaning toward one side would deeply offend the other, narrowing their future path. Only by being Fence Sitters could they gain the most benefits, unaffected by anyone’s feelings.
"That seems to be the only way."
"In the rapidly changing dostic economy and international relations situation, we need a successor with boldness, who also possesses the skill to walk the tightrope, capable of handling international relations in ways we’ve never encountered before.
Kundun has boldness, but his resolve is weak. Kan Qin is capable, but lacks the firm fist. I have even contemplated Ling countless tis, who has boldness, courage, an economic mind, experience in dealing with complex relationships, and a firm stance...
I can hardly find any flaws in him besides his seniority; he possesses all the traits of a leader, a strong desire for revival, and a very strong personal charm, with remarkable achievents..."
Lang Cai ntioned Ling once again, heaping praise upon him.
Ban nodded.
"Yes, Ling... What a pity. Oh, has he been here in the last few days?"
"He has. He didn’t say much, just hoped I would recover soon. Heh, that kid, not like the others, actually ca empty-handed, which is quite amusing," Lang Cai stifled a laugh.
Ban said with a laugh, "Can you still eat?"
"Indeed, so I wasn’t upset." Rembering Ling’s visit, his attitude was similar to when he was working, with concern showing only in his eyes, and everything else devoid of pretense.
Thinking about it brought a smile to his face.
But that was Ling for you.
Once you accepted that fact, it didn’t matter anymore.
These past few days, seeing those real or feigned looks of concern on others’ faces, so with eyes reddened, wiping away tears, Lang Cai, who was shrewd, could see right through them.
He just took it as a bit of fun.
After the laughter,
Lang Cai felt much better.
They chatted for over thirty minutes.
Ban left.
Lang Cai’s family ca in.
"Father, did you guys co up with a decision?" his eldest daughter asked curiously.
"About what?"
"Your successor."
"I’m not dead yet," Lang Cai glared at his eldest daughter irritably.
"I’m just concerned, okay? The rumor mill outside is in overdrive since you relieved Kundun of so of his duties, causing everyone to feel insecure. This can’t go on," said Lang Cai’s eldest daughter analytically.
"Do you have any suggestions?" Lang Cai asked flatly.
The eldest daughter got fired up talking about this, "I think Kundun is not bad; although he made so mistakes before, he’s very capable. That Kan Qin, too rigid."
The younger daughter chid in to support the argunt.
Looking at his two daughters,
And two sons-in-law,
Lang Cai understood that Kundun’s work had extended to his own family mbers. He must have promised them a lot and spoke of the disadvantages should Kan Qin co to power, although it could also be the spontaneous concern of his family mbers.
"You don’t need to worry about this; I have my plans."
"What plans?"
"National affairs are not to be discussed lightly. I’m tired, you all may go about your business," said Lang Cai, closing his eyes. He was also waiting for a piece of news; if true, he would indeed have to take action.
He hoped Kundun would not repeat his mistakes.
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