latelenovela Chapter 449 A Wake-up Call
Chapter 449 A Wake-up Call
9:30 in the morning, in front of the Daxia military building.
The face of Chief Singh of the White Elephant Asan Kingdom was as gloomy and depressing as the dark clouded sky. He looked up at the solemn and majestic building in front of him, his heart filled with dissatisfaction and resentment towards the Great Xia Kingdom.
The self-important chief obviously felt extremely insulted and despised that the Great Xia Kingdom only sent a major to greet him at the airport. In his opinion, this treatment was a violation of the national dignity of the White Elephant Asan and a provocation to his personal dignity.
However, Prime Minister Dimo's words before leaving were still ringing in his ears, forcing him to suppress the anger on his face and follow the major officer of Daxia into this building that was destined to be unforgettable for him.
With heavy steps, Singh was led into Mr. Chu's office.
When he looked around the office and his eyes finally rested on the young officer's face, his dissatisfaction completely erupted.
The officer looked even younger than his son, which was undoubtedly a major blow to Chief Singh's self-esteem. The resentment accumulated in his heart erupted like a volcano and could no longer be suppressed.
"Is this how Daxia will receive me?"
Chief Singh's voice was filled with anger and disdain, his eyes as sharp as a sword, pointing directly at the young officer:
"Such a young officer was actually assigned to hold talks with me. This is not only disrespectful to me personally, but also a trampling on the dignity of the White Elephant Asan country!"
Young Master Chu stood up with a normal look, walked slowly to Singh, stared at him coldly, raised a sarcastic smile at the corner of his mouth, and said in a deep voice: "You don't want to talk, right? Then go back to your White Elephant Asan country. You are not welcome here."
"You, what did you say? I'm going to report your attitude to your boss."
A mere major general actually dared to speak ill of him like that. Singh was furious and pointed at Young Master Chu and said hatefully.
"Major...Major General..."
At this moment, Singer, who was filled with dissatisfaction and resentment, slowly came to his senses. His eyes rested on the dazzling golden bean on Young Master Chu's shoulder. He looked at him with horror, thinking of the information about the senior military officials of Daxia, and his lips trembled slightly:
"You...you are...General Chu Yuchen?"
Singh looked at the young man in front of him in astonishment, unable to believe his eyes.
"Yes, I am Chu Yuchen."
Young Master Chu stared at Singh for a few seconds with a half-smile in his eyes, then suddenly turned around and sternly ordered the major who had led Singh into the office, "Since this man doesn't want to talk to me, take him out of the military headquarters, send him back to the airport, and tell him to go back."
"Yes!"
After the major replied to Master Chu in a sonorous voice, he turned his head, stared at Singh coldly, and said expressionlessly: "General Singh, it seems that your visit is not welcomed by our Great Xia Kingdom. General Chu has ordered us to send you back to the airport to end this visit."
There was no emotion in the major's voice, as if he was reading out a cold and ruthless order. His eyes were cold and firm, which made people feel afraid.
When Singh heard this, his face turned pale instantly. He regretted his stupidity, but he didn't expect to anger the important person whom Prime Minister Dimo had repeatedly told him not to offend.
Singh looked at Mr. Chu's back as he turned and walked towards his desk, and he felt a panic in his heart.
Chu Yuchen, the designer of the Baidi fighter and the Fusheng nuclear-powered aircraft carrier, is recognized as the future military leader of Daxia.
As the first person in the Daxia military to openly slap the Eagle Sauce in the face, his influence in the Daxia military is unmatched.
Thinking back on what I had experienced along the way, this was obviously a show of force to intimidate me.
As the most hawkish person in the Daxia military, he certainly didn't want Daxia to negotiate with the White Elephant Asan, and it was inevitable that he would be made difficult by him. How could he forget all this...
Singh kept thinking about Mr. Chu's behavior and felt extremely regretful.
If I can't get Young Master Chu's forgiveness for this matter, then this trip will be a waste of time and may even backfire.
The Western Exercise may really turn into a Western War because of our own stupidity.
Then when he returns home, Prime Minister Dimo will definitely tear him to pieces.
"No! General Chu... You can't treat an envoy who came to ask for peace like this."
Singh looked at Mr. Chu, who was sitting back in his office chair and burying his head in documents, and pleaded heartbreakingly and miserably.
Young Master Chu seemed not to have heard Singh's shout. He was flipping through the documents calmly, but he was actually very happy in his heart.
It seems that the information collected by the military is really good. Singh is greedy, lustful, arrogant, but also cowardly.
"General Chu, please give me a chance."
Singh struggled to break free from the major's obstruction, came to Mr. Chu's desk, and begged bitterly:
“General Chu, I understand that you may have misunderstood my previous behavior.
But I assure you that I came here with the sincere hope of improving the relations between our two countries and promoting cooperation between the two sides. I am willing to put aside my pride and show you my sincerity.
Please give me a chance to prove my respect and friendship for Daxia."
Young Master Chu frowned slightly, slowly raised his head, narrowed his eyes, and stared at Singh with a sharp gaze for a long time. Then he raised his right hand and waved to the major, asking him to go out first.
"Chief Singh, I can forgive your recklessness this time and give you a chance to show your friendship to Daxia."
Young Master Chu's words surprised Singh. He quickly bowed and thanked him: "Thank you for your tolerance, General Chu. I will do my best to prove my sincerity this time."
"Great, let's go over there and talk."
Young Master Chu nodded with satisfaction, pointed to the reception area, pressed the hands-free button on his office phone, asked Wu Qingzhu to make two cups of tea, and then stood up and walked over.
After Young Master Chu and Singh sat down in the reception area, Wu Qingzhu soon respectfully brought a tray, placed two cups of steaming tea on the coffee table, and then left.
Young Master Chu gently picked up a cup of tea and handed it to Singh. He then picked up another cup, blew on the tea, and raised his head and said, "Chief Singh, you can now show your sincerity."
"General Chu, Prime Minister Dimo of our country is deeply disturbed by Daxia's Western Exercises. We are willing to offer $50 billion in the hope that your country will call off the war."
Singh quickly put down the teacup in his hand, with a hint of respect on his face: "Daxia has always advocated peaceful development, and we also support it very much. We are willing to strengthen exchanges and cooperation with your country... Of course, if you agree, we are willing to buy 2 J-20 fighter jets from your country at the price of US$50 million per J-20."
Singh, who was given a wake-up call by Mr. Chu, did not hide anything and put all his chips on the table in one breath.