Chapter 254: Chapter 252: The Qin Family Agrees, but Qiyi Says: Not Sincere Enough
"Mr. President, they just sent a message that everything went smoothly, and we can now prepare to sell the goods to various countries."
Inside the presidential office, the middle-aged man couldn’t help but laugh with joy after hearing the subordinate’s report.
Once the goods circulate around the world, not only can they earn more money, but they can also use it to control those addicted.
The thought of that scene brought a surge of endless pleasure to his heart.
After laughing enough, he regained his seriousness, "The Qin family still refuses to cooperate?"
The subordinate nodded, "Everyone we’ve sent to contact them has been chased away. The current head of the Qin family claims they will not cooperate with us, especially with something like arms."
He recited the message word for word.
As expected.
Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man’s face changed abruptly, slamming his big hand on the table, "Victoria Windsor, isn’t she afraid that I’ll take action against the Qin family?"
Just a mere entrepreneur, does she really think she has the power to challenge the presidential office?
If her mother hadn’t contracted the virus back then, their experiment with M Country wouldn’t have been suddenly exposed, and the plan wouldn’t have been aborted.
As a result, he had to bide his time and start over.
Fortunately, those families in Sakura Wood had ambitious plans and came up with such a good cooperation plan that he couldn’t resist.
"We warned her about this too, but she was completely indifferent, acting like it didn’t concern her."
The subordinate looked grim as he spoke, clearly frustrated that, despite their sincere efforts and numerous attempts, the Qin family remained unmoved.
The middle-aged man’s hand on the table slowly clenched, a dangerous gleam in his eyes.
"Go again, and if they still refuse..."
He didn’t finish his sentence, but the subordinate immediately understood his meaning.
If they still refuse, then they will have to take action against the Qin family.
After he left, the man dialed a phone number.
"If the Qin family still refuses to get on board, you may collectively take action on your end."
With the large Qin family being divided and devoured, he could also gain considerable benefits from it.
...
"Miss," Uncle Lin, the butler, quietly approached, "people from the presidential office have come again."
Upon hearing this.
Victoria Windsor’s eyes turned cold and filled with disdain, "Tell him there’s no negotiation on cooperation, and tell him to get lost."
"Yes." Uncle Lin nodded and prepared to leave.
At this moment.
Claire Green rested her chin on one hand, lifting her gaze from the computer screen, and spoke indifferently, "Wait."
Uncle Lin glanced at Victoria Windsor, seeing that she made no sound, he quietly stood there.
"What’s the matter?" Victoria Windsor asked, puzzled.
Claire Green’s cold and lazy eyes glinted with a chill, her voice carrying a trace of mischief.
"Remember what I told you about fishing? The fish has arrived."
Victoria Windsor was stunned for a couple of seconds before she understood, "You mean..."
"Exactly what you’re thinking," Claire Green leaned back, crossing her legs, and lowered her gaze to her hand at her chin.
Her entire demeanor exuded danger.
"Tell that person, if they want to cooperate, we can discuss it in person."
Uncle Lin didn’t move, but looked at Victoria Windsor for confirmation. Seeing her nod, he turned and left.
"How do we play next?"
Claire Green suggested meeting in person, which surely adds to the excitement.
Claire Green’s eyes slanted upwards, clearly smiling, yet her words sent chills down one’s spine.
"When the big fish comes, the small ones will inevitably crash in. Killing fish is best done slowly, one cut at a time, isn’t it?"
Victoria Windsor chuckled with deep interest.
She didn’t feel that Claire Green’s methods were harsh or violent at all.
In her view, those who used people as experimental sacrifices deserved no less than death; if it weren’t for the rule of law, that group might have died several times over.
"Really, did your young lady agree?"
The subordinate looked incredulous, his voice filled with disbelief.
He thought it would be another futile attempt, never expecting the Qin family to change their mind. What was the reason?
Unable to figure it out after much thought, he could only cast aside his doubts; as long as they agreed.
Uncle Lin remained expressionless, "Yes, but my lady said it must be discussed in person."
"No problem."
...
"Please sit here for now, I’ll go call the President."
The subordinate led Claire Green and Victoria Windsor to the reception room, instructed the servants to serve tea, and then slowly left.
Upstairs, the study door was knocked.
Upon hearing the sound, the R Nation President’s fingers stiffened, quickly putting away the items on the desk and locking them in a drawer before speaking in a deep voice, "Come in."
"Mr. President, the Qin family has agreed, and are now in the reception room looking to discuss with you in person."
"Oh," the man elongated his tone meaningfully, "let’s meet this decision-changing leader."
The middle-aged man adjusted his suit and walked heavily toward the reception room.
As he opened the door, he momentarily furrowed his brow, why was there an outsider?
Suppressing his inner displeasure, he opened with a smile, "President Qin, long time no see."
Victoria Windsor gave a cold smile, "Indeed, President Zorro is now handling affairs with countless challenges, how could we have the chance to meet."
Sensing her underlying meaning, the smile on Zorro’s face stiffened slightly, anger simmered in his heart.
"And this person beside President Qin?" he awkwardly shifted the subject, his probing gaze landing on the girl wearing a hat and mask.
He hadn’t seen this person around Victoria Windsor before.
"A friend of mine," Victoria Windsor clearly didn’t want to offer more introductions, she responded with a slight smile, "Didn’t President Zorro have a proposal to discuss with me, let’s talk in detail."
Zorro, upon hearing this, withdrew his gaze and signaled his subordinate to pass over the prepared document, lifting his chin to prompt her to take a look.
Victoria Windsor took it and reviewed carefully. Upon seeing the content, her hand slowly tightened, these bastards.
Suppressing her inner fury, she handed the document to the girl, "Take a look."
Claire Green gave a casual glance and then tossed it on the table with a crisp sound, showing little interest.
"What are you doing?" Zorro’s subordinate glared at the girl angrily.
Claire Green’s gaze turned cold, her mischievous voice sounding from under her mask, "President Zorro doesn’t seem to choose his people very well; even the blind could do better."
"You."
"Quiet," Zorro reprimanded, staring at the girl, "What do you mean."
"If you want to collaborate, naturally you should show sincerity," Claire Green’s voice was calm, "but I see no sincerity in this collaboration."
The implication being, if they want to collaborate, they need to show satisfying sincerity.
"President Qin, do you also think so?" Zorro’s face now devoid of any smile, his sinister eyes fell on them both.
Victoria Windsor shrugged, "What she said is exactly what I wanted to say. If the President thinks it’s not feasible, then there’s no point in discussing cooperation."
Seeing them preparing to leave, Zorro hurriedly halted them, "Then, what do you think would show sincerity?"
Victoria Windsor had finally softened, and since she had shown intention to cooperate, achieving that would be optimal, then with financial support from several families, the subsequent plans could proceed more smoothly.
After all, that thing does cost quite a bit.
Claire Green lazily extended her legs, switching to a more comfortable sitting posture, with her slender wrist supporting her face, her gaze locked onto him, her eyes dark and cold.
Her entire demeanor exuded an overwhelming sense of pressure.
"I heard the President works happily with a few other families, then let’s split it eighty-twenty, us eighty, you twenty."