Lang Cai didn’t want to say more.
His daughters and sons-in-law had no choice but to leave the room, while his wife stayed behind to keep watch.
"How is it?"
As soon as the four of them left the room, several people outside quickly ca up. Lang Cai’s direct relatives were few, but he had many collateral ones, not all of whom could enter. These people could only wait outside.
All the children and elderly in the family had gone back.
Only a few pillars of the family stayed behind to gather information and ’maintain relationships’, as important people from various departnts of Myanmar frequently visited.
These family mbers acted as hosts.
They could solidify many relationships.
"Father didn’t say anything—he probably hasn’t made a decision yet. Let’s wait and see, and not rush." The eldest daughter shook her head.
Upon hearing this.
Disappointnt was written all over their faces.
"What’s there to hesitate about? Besides Kundun, who else is qualified? Surely not Kan Qin—given his personality, once he’s in charge, what advantage or status do we have left?"
"Exactly, you should persuade your dad more."
"Right."
"..."
Several people chattered away.
Causing annoyance to everyone.
Lang Cai’s eldest daughter displayed her impatience with a pressing gesture.
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"Enough already. My father isn’t dead yet. If you have sothing to say, say it to him. I’ve just discussed the matter of interests with my father, and I believe he will consider it."
"Really? That’s great."
Go in and say it? If they had the courage, they wouldn’t be here.
"It’s good that it was said."
"Then we’ll head back first and not disturb Lang Cai’s rest."
"..."
Watching as the corridor quickly emptied, leaving only the guards, a sigh ca from the mouth of Lang Cai’s eldest daughter. She could see clearly that these people actually did not care about Lang Cai’s future.
But rather about their own.
Yet they were all relatives.
She, too, was a part of the family’s interests; no matter how dissatisfied, she had to stand united with them.
"Let’s go, we’ll head back and co again tomorrow."
...
While Lang Cai was resting with his eyes closed.
The United States Embassy in Myanmar.
Bertrand Annesley was reporting progress to his superiors.
Ever since the United States had confird this ’strategy’, he had started running around, gathering information, planning layouts, and lobbying, busy beyond asure. Why was he so pleased? Because he finally had sothing to do.
Before.
Myanmar was just a peripheral area.
He had almost nothing to do all year round.
Because there was nothing of major interest to the United States here before. He even once tried to sell Arican arms to Lang Cai, but Lang Cai was not interested at all, for lack of money, and only liked to buy second-hand.
Alas.
He was completely free.
Not that he had nothing to do every single day, but he had no important tasks. Without important tasks, there were no achievents. Without achievents, he couldn’t move to a better country or get transferred back to the United States.
"For today’s second contact, Kundun has started to waver. I believe that he will soon agree to our conditions. Besides us, no one can give him sufficient interests and security," said Annesley confidently.
On the other end of the phone.
Was the Deputy Secretary of State for Foreign Affairs in the United States—Kielawe.
"Kundun is a minor issue. He’s a person of questionable background and eager for quick success. There are many ways to persuade him. Right now, what’s more important is Ling. Whether he will get involved or not."
"How could he possibly have a chance to take Lang Cai’s position?" Annesley dismissed the thought.
Kielawe explained, "But he also has the ability to disrupt. Kundun assuming power does not serve Ling’s interests. As long as it is not Kundun, it’s a good thing for Ling. He might take action."
"What action could he take?" Annesley was puzzled.
"Ling commands a force with powerful ard strength. Such a force’s role cannot be ignored, and then there are Dsvid and Pan Cong as well. Under pressure, Lang Cai is soone who considers the bigger picture, and he might compromise."
"You’re right," agreed Annesley.
Annesley subtly flattered on the sly, though he still found the logic a bit flawed. Nevertheless, he trusted that the strategists back at headquarters weren’t fools and must have so information he was unaware of.
Speaking of information.
Annesley couldn’t help but feel the urge to make a complaint.
It was damn frustrating.
What was thought to be unimportant Myanmar had suddenly been elevated several levels, resulting in an intelligence network that was far from up to speed. The CIA guys these days were just flabbergasted with information that was always too little, too late.
Infuriating.
Kielawe then said, "Ling is a troubleso character. We’re still unclear about his stance, and moreover, he deals too closely with Huaxia, which is fortunate because he doesn’t have the qualifications. Otherwise, we’d be facing an uncontrollable opponent."
"Then... shall I pay him a visit tonight?" Annesley said cautiously.
Kielawe agreed, "Hmm, go test his attitude toward the United States. So of our think tank believes Ling might be an obstacle for us in Asia. See if there’s a possibility of winning him over so we can prepare in advance."
"Okay."
After hanging up.
Annesley contacted Ling’s secretary.
Very soon.
Ling agreed to the eting.
For this eting, Annesley believed that Ling was also soone who understood the tis. Trade volu with the world in the Myanmar Economic Zone was increasing, and he would want to conduct good business under the world trade rules led by the United States.
There weren’t many who dared not give them face.
As for being an obstacle?
Annesley sneered at the thought.
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