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#145 - Diplomatic Pressure (Add one more, please subscribe)

April 17th.

Inside the living room of the Anlu Island villa.

Fang Cheng was on the phone, Zhang Yun stood beside Fang Cheng, looking at her lover with gentle eyes.

Fang Cheng just hung up the phone.

"Was that Zheng Jian?" Zhang Yun asked softly from the side.

"Yes," Fang Cheng nodded with a smile, "He said their factory director promoted him to workshop director, and he also thanked me."

"He guessed that you helped him?" Zhang Yun was slightly surprised.

Fang Cheng nodded, his gaze towards the sea outside the French window: "The only one who still has a good relationship with me and hasn't changed much is him, the others..."

As he spoke, Fang Cheng shook his head.

Zhang Yun gently wrapped her arms around her lover's arm, leaning gently on his shoulder, and whispered: "There's still me."

Hearing these words, Fang Cheng laughed, gently embracing the beauty in front of him.

Compared to Anlu Island, with the presence of Yuncheng Biotechnology, Pasa Island, as the capital of the Pasa Islands, appeared much more primitive. The streets here were not only narrow, but also rarely had concrete roads. On both sides of the streets were low-rise residential buildings, with almost no towering buildings.

The most conspicuous building on the entire Pasa Island should be the international airport and the presidential villa.

Presidential Office.

Anthony was hunched over his desk, dealing with the purchase of large machinery from various countries.

Knock knock knock!

The door to the office was knocked.

"Come in."

Anthony responded, raised his head, and looked towards the door.

Outside the door, a new female presidential assistant with long golden hair tied into a ponytail, wearing rimless glasses, a small nose, and big eyes walked in. Clearly, judging from her skin color, she was a white person.

"What is it, Daisy?"

"Mr. President, Foreign Minister Yoon has important matters to discuss with you."

"Oh?" Hearing this, Anthony adjusted the glasses he was wearing for work, put down the document in his hand, and looked surprised, "Quickly invite him in."

"Yes, Mr. President."

Daisy walked out, and after a moment, Foreign Minister Yoon quickly walked in.

Yoon's figure was very similar to the former president, both being of the obese type, but inconsistent with his obese figure was that his small eyes always flashed with shrewdness from time to time, making people feel that this guy should not be underestimated.

Yoon walked in with hurried steps, entering the presidential office in a few strides.

"Mr. President, we're in trouble," Yoon said urgently before he even got close.

Anlu Island's Hive Physics Laboratory.

This area belongs to the unopened laboratory area. It houses a large number of industrial mother machines brought from the United States. After debugging by clone engineers, these industrial mother machines can continue to operate.

Before them, a large group of clones wearing light gray engineer uniforms were busily working in an orderly manner. Inside the laboratory, large machines roared continuously, as if they were manufacturing weapons and equipment.

Fang Cheng and Chu Xuan stood together, the two of them motionless as they watched the engineers busily working, neither of them speaking.

After a long while.

"How much longer is it expected to take to complete?"

Fang Cheng took the lead in breaking the silence.

Chu Xuan turned his head, looked at Fang Cheng, and then looked at the busy engineers, replying: "According to the current progress, it should be completed within twenty-four hours.

Of course, this is based on the absence of a production line. If we wait for it to complete performance testing and manufacture the corresponding production line, with sufficient materials, it can probably complete one piece every hour on average."

Hearing this, Fang Cheng nodded, just about to say something.

"Fang Cheng, Zhao Anquan has something to discuss with you."

"Connect me," Fang Cheng frowned slightly.

"Okay."

As Yun Meng's voice fell, Fang Cheng connected to the call with Zhao Anquan through the consciousness transmitter.

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"Boss, I think we're in trouble."

After listening to Zhao Anquan's words, Fang Cheng's eyes grew colder and colder, and a hint of murderous intent inadvertently flowed between his brows.

April 17th.

India officially submitted a diplomatic note to the Pasa Islands, condemning the Pasa Islands for detaining their country's citizens without cause, and giving the Pasa Islands a deadline of three days to return the Indian citizens, otherwise, India will take necessary measures to safeguard the rights and interests of its citizens.

Blatant threat.

No, this shouldn't be considered a threat. The Indian government does intend to do so. They already know that the Pasa Islands detained twenty-four of their citizens and a 9,000-ton fishing boat, but they don't know that the fishing boat has been sunk in international waters.

Dealing with a small country like the Pasa Islands, India naturally doesn't mind showing off its muscles, letting other countries in the world see the kind of deterrent power they possess as a world power.

In India's view, when they submitted this diplomatic note, the Pasa Islands should have been scared out of their wits and obediently released the detained citizens unconditionally and apologized.

At that time, India would publicize it extensively, and these politicians in power would be able to easily reap a wave of public support.

But what was surprising was that the Pasa Islands did not seem to be acting according to the script. They actually rejected India's request.

Not only did they reject it, but they also stated righteously in the diplomatic note that Indian fishermen beat their country's fishermen, causing more than a dozen injuries, including three serious injuries. According to local laws, the Indian fishermen will be sentenced to three to five years in prison.

Hearing this reply, India's first reaction was a bit dazed, followed by anger, immense anger. When did it start that a small Pasa Islands dared to pull shit on India's head?

Do they have aircraft carriers? Do they have destroyers? To put it bluntly, do they even have a naval establishment?

A country with an army so weak that it's scum dares to reject its diplomatic request?

"They rejected it?"

Singh found it a bit unbelievable.

As India's Minister of State for External Affairs, this "small matter" of the fishermen being detained would not have concerned him so much, but the current situation was somewhat different. India's Prime Minister was about to face re-election.

Although legally speaking, India is a parliamentary country, and the Prime Minister, as the country's actual ruler, is appointed and dismissed by the nominal leader, the President, but obviously, in this critical period of re-election, it would be nonsense to say that public opinion has no impact at all.

Especially with the series of twists and turns that India has recently encountered, their country, government, and people are in dire need of a strong leader.

At this time, the Pasa Islands' detention of Indian fishermen was like sending a pillow when one was sleepy, delivered right into the heart of the Foreign Minister. He originally thought that when he successfully resolved this matter, he would let the media publicize it extensively.

It would play a certain role in promoting the re-election of the current Prime Minister.

But who would have thought that the damn Pasa Islands would actually reject their diplomatic request? How could they reject it? How dare they reject it?

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