The two parties met again. Through the large windows, the sun shone brightly, seeming to illuminate the future of negotiations.

"Dear Secretary General, today is a good day."

Camus showed an approachable attitude.

"Comrade Camus, today is indeed a good day. May we spend it together."

"I think so."

The two shook hands and sat across from each other.

Alyosha followed the crowd, sat down and looked at the people opposite.

At a certain moment, Section Chief Yu and Alyosha's eyes collided. They both smiled sincerely at almost the same time, and then lowered their heads.

My mind is on alert, that person of the same kind is not simple.

"Sir, I communicated with Susko last night. Regarding your request, in principle, based on the principle of mutual help and mutual assistance in the common camp, we are willing to..."

"Thank you. As members of the revolutionary class, we are willing to move forward with Big Brother..."

Both sides established their positions at the beginning, that is, they are their own people.

Subsequently, Camus made his own request.

"We need to purchase 100 tons of hybrid seeds this time. Of course, this is only a small amount. We will increase the purchase quantity in the future."

"You also know that our leaders are vigorously promoting corn cultivation, and many areas within the alliance need this batch of seeds."

As Camus spoke, Secretary-General Zhang nodded as he listened.

He knew everything about what that stick secretary was doing.

The emergence of hybrid corn also made him realize that there is such a good thing, but why did it not exist in China before?

After some research, especially Yang Xiaotao's paper, he understood that this hybrid was a disposable product.

Nowadays, only in the United States, they are created based on the heritage of plundering ancient peoples, and the number is not very large.

China has a tense relationship with the United States, so how can they get hybrids?

As for Big Brother, if he doesn’t even have enough, how can he give it to them?

Moreover, the relationship between the two parties is still tense.

Fortunately, there are still talented people in China. If they don’t provide them, they will make them themselves.

From this aspect, Yang Xiaotao’s hybrid corn came from scratch and filled Guo Jia’s shortcomings.

It's just that I discovered it too late.

"One hundred tons is a bit much."

Secretary-General Zhang opened his mouth. As for the farm's harvest, Dean Deng had already calculated after Gao Yufeng's report. Because it was breeding and not a high-yielding crop, the harvested hybrids were about 40 tons.

One hundred tons is obviously not enough.

Camus frowned, realizing that the scale of China's side was small, and he looked down upon it in his heart. He clearly had a sharp weapon in his hand, but didn't know how to use it. It was simply a waste of natural resources.

"How many tons can you provide?"

"10 tons!"

"What? 10 tons, too little." Camus immediately objected upon hearing this, even ignoring diplomatic etiquette. His voice became serious and no longer easy-going.

You know, Susko's order to him was for 100 tons. If he only brought back one-tenth, then...

"Ten tons is too little. You have to remember that we have a vast land, which is not enough for even one franchise country."

Camus knew that in order to strengthen agricultural production in China, thousands of tons of corn hybrids were imported from the United States every year. Although it would be controlled by others, it was better than going hungry.

Now, under the leadership of Secretary Bangzi, hunger has been solved in China, and even the participating countries are getting better. All of this is the result of growing corn.

"Ten tons is currently the maximum quantity we can export, and the rest must meet domestic development needs..."

Secretary-General Zhang spoke unhurriedly, and Camus understood the meaning behind his words, which was that they still had extra money, but if they wanted it for their own use, they would have to pay more.

Camus couldn't help but laugh. After all, he just wanted supplies.

However, Susko has delegated power to him, so there is no need to worry about this.

A powerful alliance, if you give them a little charity, it will be enough for them.

"Zhou, we have been talking for so long. There is no need to be subtle. Tell us your bottom line and be honest."

Camus knew that if this confrontation continued, it would be another day.

One day at a time, even talking about celebrating the New Year will not lead to any results. It is better to be more direct.

Zhang Ming smiled and took a folder from the staff beside him.

Here is a total of ten pages of supplies list, all of which were the needs recorded during the last conversation between Mr.

The requirement for corn has doubled, which is nothing.

"Our requests are all here. In addition to the price of purchasing grain seeds, we also request some assistance materials."

When I opened the Camus Results folder and took a glance at it, I had the urge to throw it on the table.

But time waits for no one. If he does this, there will be no need to talk about it today.

He reached out and distributed the documents inside to the hands of the communication group one by one. Everyone looked at him with bad expressions.

Especially a pound of grain costs 10 rubles.

You know, 1 ruble is equivalent to one gram of gold, which is about the same purchasing power as the domestic RMB.

This pound costs 10 rubles, which is a sky-high price.

In China, 10 yuan is enough to buy 100 kilograms of white noodles.

Camus rubbed the corn seeds. If it weren't for the high yield of this hybrid corn, and if he didn't have a back-up plan, he would have rejected it on the spot.

Seeing that Camus was stunned when he saw the price but did not refuse, Secretary-General Zhang and the negotiators on the side felt relieved.

This price is their own decision. It was originally only one yuan per pound, but the supplies have expanded tenfold, and the price has also been increased.

"Many of the supplies at the back are aid projects that I didn't remember completing last time. I hope Big Brother can carry forward the revolutionary friendship of the proletariat..."

Secretary-General Zhang said, Camus' face became even more ugly.

The people around me looked at them one by one, calculating their value.

What can be given, what needs to be requested, and what must not be given are discussed one by one, and the Chinese side also communicates and explains the necessity.

It’s just one step at a time.

At noon, after dinner, Camus and others returned to the negotiating table again.

Chirvonenko stayed on the phone, reporting to Susko one by one, waiting for instructions.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Every time you get instructions, you will inform Camus as soon as possible.

Then, if you agree, let it go naturally, and if you disagree, continue arguing.

In the evening, the last item on the document finally came to fruition.

Both sides feel like they have been fighting for a while, and the fatigue is constantly pushing their bodies, so they need to relax.

Zhang Ming was mentally exhausted. If he hadn't relied on ginseng tea to refresh himself, he wouldn't have been able to survive this level of negotiation.

Camus looked at the other party and had to sigh that it was the pride of China to have such a wise old man sitting in charge.

"Sir, I have to say that you are the best I have ever seen."

"Thank you, I just did what I should do."

"You are always so humble."

"Haha, it's all for the rise of the nation, so I have to persevere."

"You will be the pride of the nation."

After Camus finished speaking, the people surrounding Secretary-General Zhang nodded and looked at Secretary-General Zhang with admiration in their eyes.

However, as Camus stood up, the surroundings suddenly became quiet.

"The negotiations went very smoothly, and there are no problems with the terms you requested. I, on behalf of the exchange group, have no objection to this, and on behalf of our side, I fully agree with these requirements."

There were already people around Zhang Ming showing the joy of victory. If it weren't for the wrong occasion, they would have clapped their hands in celebration.

"But, as the leader of the exchange group, I have my own persistence."

When the conversation changed, Secretary-General Zhang frowned.

"I had to think about my country."

"Just like you think about your own nation."

Zhang Ming was silent for a moment, knowing that this was a request made by the other party. When they were about to reach an agreement at the end, the request was one that they could not refuse.

"Comrade leader, please tell me."

"good."
To be continued...