They're too disobedient, but isn't that just the Texas tradition?
May 8th.
Monday!
The streets of Tijuana were adorned with the flags of xico, Brazil, Venezuela, and various smaller countries.
Across the tallest buildings, banners rolled out.
"Warmly welco delegates to the Tijuana Drug Prohibition Conference!"
These smaller countries had joined in the last few days leading up to the conference.
Countries like Uganda, Kenya, and Malawi were smaller nations, so of which were still engulfed in internal conflict, but they were indeed among the strictest in Africa when it ca to drug prohibition.
Take Uganda, for example, we won't even start on Amin's era, damn, not even birds could stand it. After Yoweri Kaguta took over and won the civil war, he proposed the "Ten-Point Program" in July 1984, which covered the establishnt of a democratic system, the protection of personal and legal property, strengthening national unity, defending national autonomy, constructing an independent, integrated, and self-sufficient Economy, improving social services, curbing corruption and abuse of power, and eliminating inequality.
This included drug prohibition!
Before, their stance was wavering, and now, for so reason, they suddenly joined in. Victor, of course, welcod them, as long as you co with a sincere desire to prohibit drugs, we're good friends.
Black people?
Hey, what a joke, Victor never discriminated against black people.
He doesn't own a plantation.
Victor greeted the visiting delegates at the National Palace, correct, it's called the National Palace, exactly the sa na as the one in xico City.
So folks with complicated thoughts began to suspect that Victor had bigger plans.
Should they perhaps urge him on?
This welcoming conference was facing the whole world; anyone could find it by searching xico's national channels.
The first to arrive were representatives of the Brazilian governnt, with whom Victor shook hands and exchanged strained smiles; the second was Venezuela, and in the group, Victor spotted an excited Nicholas Maro Moro.
The third was a bunch from the Brazilian opposition party.
Luz Inasi Lu Dasilva stepped forward first, giving Victor a hug, which caught him off guard.
Are we that good friends?
Facing the caras, the man smiled and called Victor, "a drug prohibition ntor!"
"I hope that Brazil can receive xico's support in every aspect. I think we need to learn its advanced technology, of course not limited to drug prohibition, but also including the fight against criminal organizations. If possible, I would invite xican troops to enter Rio de Janeiro."
It was the first ti Victor had been addressed by a foreign politician of high status, and even he felt bashful.
The National Palace was bustling.
anwhile, at Tijuana Victor International Airport.
A Boeing 747-200B model aircraft arrived; it was the special plane for the United States negotiation delegation.
Led by Donald Rumsfeld, there were a total of 119 people, including many State legislators, military mbers, and press mbers.
It was a significant negotiation indeed.
But the airport...
There was no red carpet, no one holding flowers to welco them, not even journalists; there were only a few governnt officials giving them a cold reception.
"Is this how Victor treats his guests?!" Donald Rumsfeld said irritably, "No wonder, people from xico still lack manners."
Casare, standing opposite, gave a smirk and shot back, "I'm a useless piece of wood at the Governor's Mansion, good only for welcoming y'all. If you're unhappy, you can leave. We can give you a barrel of oil, enough to fly you back to Washington."
Casare's gaze then swept toward the people behind him, his eyes landing on a short-haired woman in her forties who must have been quite beautiful in her younger days. She stood slightly behind Donald but clearly wanted to step forward, and the people next to her seed rather afraid of her.
This person was well-known.
Diane Rodham!!
The first chairperson of the Arican Bar Association's Commission on Won in the Profession!
In the United States, lawyers belong to an absolute business group, with 24 of the 41 Presidents being lawyers.
This Diane Rodham was no ordinary person, and her husband was a leading candidate for the next President.
eting Casare's gaze, his eyes unabashedly scrutinizing her, she beca annoyed, having not been looked at so boldly for a long ti.
"xicans have no manners! You should understand, without us, people from xico would still be savages. We brought you civilization."
Casare still smiled, "Right, we are savages, but are you sure you want to keep arguing with us? Our slaps hurt a lot, it doesn't matter if you're male, female, or an animal, one slap and you'll quiet down. What do you think?"
With that, Diane Rodham opened her mouth to speak, but she knew that this wasn't the United States; if it was Washington, she could have easily crushed her opponent with her family's influence.
But this was xico...
Hearing Casare's words, the staff mbers from the Governor's Mansion also puffed up their chests, looking at them with a smirking gaze.
The tables had turned!
Just then, a scene that infuriated the Yanks even more took place.
Casare walked over and, to the astonishnt of Donald and the others, placed his hand on Diane Rodham's face, his thumb wiping her cheek.
Feeling the warmth on his palm, the Arican woman's eyes flew open.
"Won need to behave. When you're obedient, people will love you; if you're disobedient, you're bound to get smacked."
"Hey! What are you doing?" The man standing next to Diane Rodham shoved Casare, who took a couple of steps back. He looked at the man, "If I fell to the ground, you all would be shot to death in the chaos."
All the Yanks instantly quieted down, and the atmosphere tensed up imdiately.
"Hahaha~ Just kidding." Casare waved his hands and opened his arms, "Welco to Tijuana, ladies and gentlen!!"
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