The words fell.
The scene went silent!
At this mont.
Everyone looked at Gitti, even Old Ford, who did not step forward to refute. Because he understood very well, even if he spoke up, it wouldn’t matter.
Gitti wouldn’t give the technology to him alone.
Moreover.
He couldn’t withstand the pressure from other consortia.
So.
He could only acquiesce.
Besides.
He didn’t think Gitti would agree imdiately, such a big matter, as the lifeline of Myanmar, even if Gitti agreed, there would be a buffer period.
Three years.
Five years.
Or even longer.
In short.
Old Ford predicted that Gitti definitely wouldn’t agree to open the technology in the short term. Since that was the case, if he jumped out to oppose, it didn’t an much.
...
Similarly.
The other consortia also thought it was impossible for Gitti to agree, but after all, negotiations were ant to first propose a term that the other party was unlikely to accept.
Both sides slashing prices.
Slowly negotiating.
Eventually.
Reaching a level acceptable to both parties.
However.
Just when they expected to hear a refusal.
"Okay."
Gitti said calmly.
"We have differences, we’ll slowly... what? You agreed?" Everyone was taken aback, such a straightforward agreent was truly unexpected.
"Yes."
"How long do we need to wait?" Soone wisely asked.
But.
Gitti shook her head.
"Today, just as long as you agree to one condition of mine."
"..."
Everyone was once again a bit baffled, agree to one condition? And it could be done today, which made them extrely delighted, feeling today was really going smoothly.
"What condition?"
All eyes gathered.
At this mont.
Gitti felt helpless, this was seeking trouble! Taking a deep breath, following Tang Qing’s instructions, she spoke, "All of you, submit to us."
Boom!
Like thunder.
Echoed throughout the room.
This mont.
Most people thought Gitti was crazy, what was this talk about submission? It would take years of madness to say sothing so arrogant.
Who were they?
Consortia.
The strongest force on this land.
Economy.
Military.
Politics.
All within their influence, combined together, if they stomped a foot, the United States would tremble, but a little girl was asking them to submit?
Simply a joke.
"Arrogant."
"Gitti, do you know what you are saying?"
"Hmph!"
"Please take back these words and apologize."
"..."
A torrent of criticism followed, saying Gitti did not understand decorum and was speaking nonsense.
Old Ford was also anxious, this was going to offend others, simply, "Gitti must be joking, everyone, please don’t take it seriously."
Soone jumped out to smooth things over.
Soon.
The scene cald down slightly, though the looks directed at Gitti were unfriendly.
"Gitti, this condition lacks sincerity, ask anyone here, can they agree to it?" Old Rockefeller coldly looked at Gitti.
"If anyone agrees, except the Ford family, I will agree." He was quite furious. Having lived so long, no one had dared to speak such wild words in front of him.
However.
Once these words were spoken.
Gitti looked at him with surprise, "Are you serious?"
"Yes."
Instantly.
Gitti’s eyes beca even stranger, and just seconds later, Cecil from the ERV consortium stood up, "I think, Miss Gitti’s proposal is very good."
...
Silence!
You could hear a pin drop in the room, Old Rockefeller’s eyes widened, had he just heard that? Cecil agreed? It must be a hallucination.
Speaking of which.
Today wasn’t April Fools’ Day.
"Cecil, did you take the wrong dicine today?"
"Sit down, we can act like you didn’t say that."
"..."
One by one, they started to show hostility towards Cecil, and the DuPont family frowned, even if there had been cooperation in the past, they could never agree to so-called submission.
He seed crazy.
Seeing this.
Cecil remained calm, looked at Old Rockefeller, and said lightly:
"Aren’t you a man of your word?"
"..."
Old Rockefeller blushed.
Fuck.
The slap ca so quickly, he had not anticipated Cecil stepping out, this didn’t seem like a joke, but if it wasn’t, then this was quite an amusing situation.
"Cecil, what do you an?" Rockefeller questioned.
"Nothing, just think you should keep your promise."
"What promise, that was just an angry remark. Besides, why are you doing this, did you take benefits from Gitti? Or are you opposing us."
Faced with questioning, Cecil remained calm and said again:
"Aren’t you a man of your word."
"You... fine, if anyone else stands up and agrees, I will agree." Old Rockefellers snorted coldly.
"Bang!"
The words fell.
The leader of ilong Financial Group stood up, "I agree to Gitti’s terms."
Suddenly.
The situation beca awkward. The old man was quite helpless, having almost died before, but was saved and sohow muddled into joining an organization.
Today.
Was the organization’s first task, it was so explosive.
"..."
Gitti was also a bit stunned.
To speak of.
She knew ERV was part of the organization, no problem, but what was with ilong Financial Group? Also part of the organization? Could this be the organization’s backup plan.
But.
What’s the use.
The condition was fundantally impossible for normal people to accept, Old Rockefellers wouldn’t admit it, unless one was truly senile, otherwise, there was no chance.
The fact was the sa.
"You all must have tead up to ss with , fine, very well, you’ve successfully angered ."
"..."
Once again defaulting.
"At such an old age, shaful or not." Cecil smirked, casting a disdainful look.
"..."
Old Rockefeller took a deep breath.
Suppressing anger.
"What’s the matter with you two, I just noticed, Gitti just said ’us,’ have you two already been bought by her?"
Analyzing.
The words fell.
All eyes focused, with confusion. Two large consortia, possessing imnse financial strength and power, even with Transcription Fluid, it was hard to buy them.
What on earth made them act this way?
Headache!
The current situation was indeed beyond expectations.
Facing the questioning.
Cecil did not respond.
Got up.
Leaving the seat.
Gently walked to Old Rockefeller, ’Bang!’ slapping the table in front, what surprised everyone was, his bodyguard didn’t co up to stop him.
Unmoved.
"What are you doing?"
"Nothing, just expressing dissatisfaction to soone untrustworthy, since we have co to this eting today, if there is no result, no one is leaving."
This.
Listening made many people present feel their hearts skip a beat.
"People, are you all dead."
"..."
Unfortunately.
No one ca forward.
Looking back.
Old Rockefellers already saw his Butler, and another trusted bodyguard, motionless, with terror and helplessness in their eyes.
As if experiencing the world’s most terrifying thing.
He saw.
Similarly.
Others also saw it, imdiately feeling chills down their spines, it was unbelievable how Rockefellers’ bodyguards ignored it.
What kind of horror was this.
"People."
"People."
Old Rockefeller shouted, hoping the people outside could hear. Then the thing he was happy about happened, a group of n in black rushed in through the door.
Each holding a gun.
"Quick, Cecil attacked , he’s crazy, catch..." he shouted pointing at Cecil.
But before he could finish.
He was dumbfounded.
"Click!"
The sound of a gun being cocked.
Then.
Sothing cold was pointed at his head, and the one holding the weapon was the head of his manor guard, who had been loyal to the Rockefeller family for years.
"You..."
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