114: Chapter 114 This is an honest and trustworthy company

"Ms. Xu, even if you wanted the Molo Government to relocate, I could agree to that, but wanting the entirety of Ruang Island is impossible. No matter how much you pay, Molo's territory must remain intact."

Amir stated his bottom line.

"Then let's change our method of cooperation." Xu Anqing's expression remained unchanged as she took a document from her bag and placed it gently on the table. "President, we can adopt a more flexible approach to cooperation. This is our letter of intent for a lease."

"Third-Party Technology is willing to lease the usage and development rights of Ruang Island for an annual rent of 500 million U.S. dollars. This price is equivalent to half of Molo's annual GDP. Third-Party Technology plans to lease it for 99 years, and we can even pay 10 years of rent in a lump sum."

"Which means..."

Xu Anqing gestured with her hand and said softly: "5 billion U.S. dollars."

This was her true intention. Why buy when renting is more cost-effective? Who knows if this country will even exist in 99 years.

Boom!! This number exploded in the reception room like a bombshell.

Amir felt his throat tighten and was unable to speak for a moment, while the Minister of Finance behind him turned bloodshot in the eyes upon hearing the number, having to steady himself against the table to remain standing.

This was truly an impossible number to refuse. What kind of company was this?

Amir's mouth twitched slightly, and he used all his strength to calm himself down. "Ms. Xu, do you know what Ruang Island means to Molo? It is our territory, a part of our country. No matter how high the rent is, I cannot let my country lose its dignity."

"What is the dignity of a backward country?"

Xu Anqing smiled slightly, her eyes carrying a hint of mockery. "President, you are right; dignity is important. But the development of Ruang Island could bring earth-shaking changes to your country. These funds could be used to improve education, healthcare, and infrastructure, and even help your country escape poverty. Is this not the best way to uphold national dignity?"

Amir was shaken; Xu Anqing's words struck directly at his heart. He admitted that if these funds could be used for national construction, they would indeed bring about tremendous changes.

"Furthermore," Xu Anqing continued, "dignity and interest are not contradictory. We are not asking to possess Ruang Island, but hoping to lease its usage rights. The Molo Government remains the sovereign owner of the island, and we are merely renting the land for development."

"President, please imagine what Ruang Island will look like when Third-Party Technology is established on this island and has invested a large amount of capital. It will house the World's largest company headquarters, modern ports and airports, advanced Research Institutes and Aerospace Centers. This land will be covered with industrial Bases of all sizes... how wonderful that would be."

Xu Anqing's voice was filled with infectious enthusiasm. "Our company also possesses the World's most advanced biomedical technology. We will build the largest medical center in the World here, capable of attracting patients from all over the World to seek treatment."

"It is something every country dreams of. Have you thought about how much Molo Country would benefit from this, President?" Saying this, Xu Anqing gestured in front of him.

"The development you desire is within reach!"

Amir was completely stunned; this was truly irresistible.

"Ms. Xu, you... you are truly an excellent orator," Amir said in a hoarse voice. "But there is something you might not know..."

Xu Anqing was naturally well-prepared. "Are you referring to that military company? Please rest assured, President. We have already reached an agreement with the Delta Chief Executive, Mr. Duke Stern. After Third-Party Technology leases Ruang Island, they will also be responsible for the safety of the surrounding waters."

Qasim, who had just walked to the door, happened to hear this sentence. His vision went black, and he collapsed heavily to the ground. He never expected that both parties were Bandits, and that they had actually collaborated.

A week later, the Molo Government officially agreed to the lease agreement for Ruang Island with Third-Party Technology. The Molo Government was responsible for relocating the more than 300,000 residents of Ruang Island, while Third-Party Technology was required to compensate each household with a reasonable resettlement fee. As for whether these residents agreed or not, that was not their concern.

After both sides completed the signing ceremony, the Molo Government hosted a state-level banquet for Xu Anqing and her party. At the banquet, several high-ranking officials of the Molo Government drank until their faces were red, especially the Minister of Finance. Just moments ago, a massive sum of money—a number they had never seen before and one that had previously caused them despair—had been deposited into their national treasury.

Third-Party Technology had transferred half of the lease fee plus the resettlement fee, totaling a full 4.6 billion U.S. dollars, into their account!

This was an honest and trustworthy company.

Amir was also in a good mood today. For a long time to come, the country would not have to worry about not having money to spend.

"Ms. Xu,"

This recently inaugurated President walked toward Xu Anqing with a wine glass, a smile on his face. "Thank you for your generosity. On behalf of the Molo Government and its people, I express our most sincere gratitude to you."

Xu Anqing elegantly raised her glass, gently tapped it against Amir's, and smiled. "You are too kind, President. I hope that the residents on Ruang Island can be dispersed as soon as possible."

Amir's smile stiffened slightly.

"Ms. Xu, the relocation of 300,000 people... I am afraid that will take some time," Amir said, carefully choosing his words. "The residents on the island have lived there for generations. If they are forced to leave suddenly, it is inevitable that there will be resistance."

Xu Anqing's tone was unquestionable. "President, the agreement states it very clearly: you only have half a month. If it cannot be completed on time, we have the right to terminate the agreement and demand compensation for our losses."

Did this country have an inherent tendency to avoid responsibility?

Amir did not want to use overly harsh measures against his citizens, so he said: "Please rest assured, the Molo Government will cooperate as much as possible."

Xu Anqing's expression turned cold. Just as she was about to speak, her mobile phone played her boss's exclusive notification sound; it was a message.

"Amir, our boss, Mr. Lin, asked me to send you his regards," Xu Anqing said, feeling a bit confused, but she relayed it truthfully.

What Mr. Lin?

As Amir was wondering, he suddenly felt a sharp pain deep in the back of his neck. Mr. Lin... Amir instantly recalled that plain-looking but actually terrifying weapons expert from Delta, the person who had said he would make him President.

Third-Party, Delta, all of this, which means...

Amidst the astonishment of the crowd, the usually composed President in the banquet hall let out a few strange cries, his whole body drenched in sweat! If no one had gone over to support him, he would certainly have collapsed to the floor.

Xu Anqing looked at him with pity. Her boss was becoming increasingly unfathomable; a single title could make someone go crazy. Even if someone told her now that Lin Fang had actually taken control of the Molo Government, she would not find it strange.

Her boss could always control everything.

Lin Fang, who was digging a hole on the neighboring island, naturally did not know what his employee was thinking. After putting down his phone, Lin Fang looked at the spatial channel that was about to open in front of him, his brow furrowed with worry.

This was a Rosen Bridge leading to an alternate plane.