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Chapter 374 Lobbyist Sean

"As a responsible major country, I think it is inconvenient for the United States to express any opinion without having a clear understanding of the specific events in Morocco."

"Yes, the dispute between Morocco and Western Sahara has a long history, and much of the history cannot be verified. The specific resolution should wait for the United Nations to make a resolution, rather than being decided by a few people or a few countries."

"As we all know, the United States never interferes in the internal affairs of other countries without reason!"

"Of course, this does not mean that the Umbrella Company violated the law. The U.S. government did not characterize the PFLP as a terrorist or terrorist organization. This is an internal dispute among the Berbers. Therefore, the behavior of the Umbrella Company is essentially a violation of the law.

business conduct,"

"No one can predict the future. We are studying whether to stop this business agreement from a national perspective."

Reagan stood up publicly and gave a speech. On the surface, he was talking about the protective umbrella. In fact, those who really know the truth will know that the focus is on the decision of a few countries.

This is called holding a general meeting for small things and a small meeting for big things. Talking nonsense about business and talking nonsense about business.

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On the night of Reagan's interview, Sean returned to Laayoune again.

This time we landed directly at Laayoune Airport, which is still occupied by the Western Front.

On the night of arrival, Sean called Salim Ould Laisa, the chief elder of the People's Front, over, "You should know the matter."

Salaim looked extremely ugly and looked up at Sean, "The U.S. Congress stopped this commercial contract?"

"Not yet, there is a certain buffer time." Sean said.

Salimu's face turned red and veins popped out on his head. The Western Sabha Front had finally ushered in the spring, but once the protective umbrella retreated, the current strength of the Western Sahara Front could not stop Morocco's counterattack.

Especially now that France and Spain are involved.

"Is there no room for redemption?" Salimu looked up at Sean with a look of reluctance.

Sean kept talking, "I also hope there is room for redemption, but it is difficult. You have to understand that you are naturally insufficient and your population is too small. To be honest, even if I leave Western Sahara to you, there is nothing you can do."

Complete development."

"And this is not something I can decide. I am willing to fight for you. After all, I have interests in Western Sahara, but in the end it depends on how much you have to pay."

"I don't know what else Xi Sa can give!" Salaimu looked ugly.

Sean shrugged, "What I can say is, at least, the agreement I signed with you is still valid, and you can still get the 8% profit."

Salaimu's eyes lit up, then darkened again. This was the only good news.

After Salaimu left, Sean gave Armstrong instructions. Soon, Prince Moulay Sheidi, who was stationed on the border between Morocco and Laayoune, received news that Sean wanted to see him.

After receiving the notification from his confidant, Mulai Sheidi was completely confused, "That devil wants to see me?"

"What does he want to do?"

"Humiliate me, or take the opportunity to kill me!" Mulai Xidi looked unhappy and cursed. After all, he had defeated the Moroccan army and killed the man he dreamed of being a king.

Although he knew it was not that simple.

After venting his anger, Mulai Xidi quietly put on an ordinary military uniform and walked out of the room with a dark face.

Each commander's room will have a set of ordinary military uniforms with mysterious functions...

Obviously, Prince Moulay Sheidi is still very honest physically. Of course, more importantly, he cannot find the reason why Sean secretly harmed him.

Arriving at the beach, boarding the ship, and going out to sea, more than ten nautical miles away, several warships surrounded the city in a large circle, and a yacht was moored in the circle.

Seeing this scene, Prince Mulai Sheidi was so angry that his whole body was shaking. It was too much.

They moved closer and boarded the boat. All the escorting Moroccan troops were blocked outside. Mulai Sheidi didn't say anything. In this scene, does it make any difference whether he takes people with him or not?

If you really want to kill someone, you just need a few more bullets.

Arriving on the deck, Mulai Sheidi saw Sean, wearing only a pair of shorts and sunglasses, lying on a beach chair.

The strong muscles are covered with sunscreen oil, the oil pipe is shiny, and he has a young and healthy body.

"Prince Mulai Sheidi!" Sean did not get up, but pushed his sunglasses to his forehead and waved hello with a bright smile.

This attitude is like treating an old friend.

Mulai Sheidi stood there, a little stiff for a moment. He didn't know what attitude he should use to face Sean. Whether it was military negotiations or political negotiations, even informal talks, it was not like this!

Very familiar?

"Okay, Prince Mu Lai Sheidi, don't look so bitter and resentful. It was just a game before, just a slightly memorable episode in life. It's not worth taking to heart." Sean

He smiled and pointed to the beach chair next to him, "Relax, time is very precious to us, isn't everything we do to make ourselves happy?"

Mu Lai Sheidi let out a heavy breath. With Sean's attitude, if he showed that he cared so much, it would actually make him seem devoid of self-restraint and lack of magnanimity.

After gathering my mood, I took off my military uniform, put on my shorts on the deck openly, and then lay down on the beach chair with a palm-wide piece of chest hair in my arms.

I grabbed an open iced coconut next to me and took a deep sip. I looked up at the blue sky and felt inexplicably better.

How long has it been since you felt so relaxed?

He didn't even remember it himself.

After lying there for a long time, Sean's voice came faintly, "Do you know what Muhammad went to France to talk about?"

"What do you mean?" Sean said this. Mulai Sheidi knew that it was impossible to simply get the Europeans to support him in ascending the throne and intervening in this war.

"The French hope that after Mohammed is registered, he will join the European Community unconditionally. Of course, he can also not join, sign an association agreement, speed up privatization and opening up, open up capital circulation, and establish a free trade area."

"What!" Mulai Xidi, who had just relaxed, suddenly jumped up and looked at Sean, his expression extremely ugly, "Are you sure!"

"Otherwise, why do you think France jumped out at this time? Whether it is joining the European Community or signing the Association Agreement, France has a first-mover advantage and will further control Morocco's economy and politics. You won't deny this, right?"

Sean's tone was relaxed, but it didn't sound that way to Mulai Sheidi's ears.

The official language of Morocco is Arabic, but the lingua franca is French. There is frequent personnel exchange between the two countries. European countries account for 71% of Morocco’s total imports and exports, and France is Morocco’s largest trading partner.

At the same time, central Africa and western Africa are France's traditional sphere of influence and are the African franc zone. France has always wanted to open up a land channel to the central and western regions.

For various reasons, France is eager for Morocco to further open up.

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