Start a Base

"This this......"

"Li Guozhu, it's not good to involve other things in business matters, right?"

"Reparations...can you slow down first..."

 …

Atadi's eyes seemed to spew out flames, and part of the food for the aliens at the South Gate was extracted from the food of Saturn.

Previously, Xilijian had been supporting them, but now that Xilijian was unable to protect himself, they cut off their supplies.

He didn't expect to be able to buy food directly from the Moyang Empire, but he didn't expect Li Yunpeng to exclude him in public. Aliens also want face!

Li Yunpeng picked up his teacup, no matter how miserable the crowd protested, he was unmoved.

After arguing for half an hour, they realized that Li Yunpeng hadn't made a statement, so they all quieted down.

All eyes were on himself, Li Yunpeng put down his teacup, "It's over? That's it, Ma De, I've been chatting about some nonsense all morning, the meeting is over!"

Everyone: "..."

have to! It's a waste of effort, it's useless.

Li Yunpeng, who returned to his suite, was far less relaxed than at the meeting.

This pressure comes from Atadi.

Just imagine, only revealing part of the technology to Silician, the Eastern Japan Empire, and the Blue Dragon Empire would have such a powerful combat power.

Will they, who have been developing silently for so many years, be as simple as they appear on the surface?

At the beginning, the carrying capacity of the wormhole was limited. They brought the equipment with them. I heard that they were all outdated weapons on this planet. After coming to Saturn, they would definitely re-develop the technology. It is hard to estimate how far it has reached now.

The Nanmen 2 aliens are like a ticking time bomb dormant around them, and at some point, they will set off huge waves.

When dealing with the representatives of the East Japan Empire, Li Yunpeng almost couldn't bear to kill Atadi together.

But killing him is meaningless. After he dies, Atedi, Abati, etc. will emerge.

It's better to keep it and try to see if it can make some sense.

After lunch, Li Yunpeng lay down on the bed to rest.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Li Dun reminded softly, "My lord, the meeting is about to begin."

"oh."

Li Yunpeng didn't move.

Li Dun retreated silently.

Ten minutes later, "Master, the meeting will start immediately."

"Um."

Li Dun was at a loss.

After a while, "Master, the meeting has started for five minutes."

"Understood, call me after the meeting."

After finishing speaking, he turned over, took out a bag, and looked at it with relish.

Li Dun: "..."

In the afternoon meeting, Li Yunpeng did not attend, and the participants were collectively confused.

For a while, they didn't know what to discuss.

They found that the core of all the issues seemed to be on the Doom Yang Empire.

Why don't the righteous master come, have a hammer meeting?

Burt organized for a long time, but failed to form an effective discussion. In the end, he simply let everyone play freely and communicate with each other.

 …

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Li Yunpeng got out of bed after drinking afternoon tea.

"Let's go, Li Dun, go out for a walk."

"yes!"

The meeting ends at six o'clock, but there is really nothing to talk about. Everyone is the same when it comes to misery, and there is no other topic except misery.

Gossip is also divided into people, and the chats between heads of state are all purposeful.

Through an afternoon of communication, everyone tested each other, combined with their own conditions, and measured how much food resources they could win, which can be regarded as some gains.

Behind Li Yunpeng, a group of mecha fighters walked leisurely in the underground shelter.

Just in time to meet the heads of state returning from the meeting.

"Huh? The meeting is over?"

"Hello."

"How did the conversation go?"

Li Yunpeng greeted everyone while walking.

After a while, the shopping team expanded a lot.

Li Yunpeng walked in front, and a group of people behind him nodded and bowed flatteringly.

Many civilians recognized the faces that often appeared on the headlines of world news before the end of the world, and they were very curious.

Why are these important figures so flattering to a young man?

On both sides of the street, many people are setting up stalls, selling some pre-apocalyptic valuables, and roll calls are only exchanged for food.

But very few people bought it.

Li Yunpeng stopped at a booth.

"What's in this bottle?"

The people who set up the stall knew that a big customer was coming when they saw the posture of this group of people.

"This is Romanee-Conti, the most delicious red wine in the world, my lord can try it."

Li Yunpeng nodded, "Well, not bad."

"Buy it!"

Before Li Yunpeng could speak, a leader of the Xizhou Alliance behind him spoke up.

"This...how dare you? Li Dun, pack it!"

"yes!"

Everyone: "..."

Li Yunpeng walked and watched all the way, and all the things he praised were snatched by people behind him.

Pay the bill.

In the end, even the guard's hands were stuffed with things, so he gave up.

In just a short while, Li Yunpeng almost bought luxury collections equivalent to two wealthy families.

"Everyone, thank you for your gifts. It's embarrassing to be so polite." Li Yunpeng said.

Everyone was speechless, thinking that you didn't hesitate at all when you asked people to pack it, and you didn't even refuse, why are you embarrassed?

"Master Li, you are welcome, as long as you are happy."

"We just want to express our hearts and hope that Li Guozhu can ensure the smooth progress of the grain transaction."

"Yes, yes, it is best to relax the conditions."

When Li Yunpeng was happy, he waved his hand, "No problem, see you at the meeting tomorrow!"

Then he happily returned to his residence with a group of subordinates and a lot of harvest.

"Ahem...My lord, are you sure...these people will end the meeting early?" Li Dun asked curiously.

"Yo? Yes, Li Dun, there is progress!"

Li Dun: "..."

Although the leaders of various forces spent money, they were happy in their hearts. They were not afraid that Li Yunpeng would accept the gift, but they were afraid that he would not accept it.

the next day.

Li Yunpeng did not release the group of people, and came to the conference hall on time.

There was basically no progress yesterday afternoon. When Li Yunpeng came, the topic returned to the grain trade.

"Li Guozhu, look, can the premise of the transaction be relaxed? For example, the defeated country should pay part of the compensation first..."

"No!" Li Yunpeng replied decisively, "The conditions are just like this, my food will not worry about selling!"

Everyone: "..."

"Then the cooperation with the two aliens from the South Gate... can we not cancel it? After all, it is beneficial to the scientific and technological progress of the entire human race."

"Do you not understand the words, or do you not understand? These two prerequisites must be met!" Li Yunpeng said.

Everyone was dumbfounded, Ma De, yesterday afternoon, those delicious meat buns were like beating a dog!

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