508: Chapter 507 The core value—order!

The new heads of state from four consecutive state-nations, as if flocking to a market, surged to the gates of the Pan-Chinese Union special district residence, scrambling to show their "loyalty" to the Pan-Chinese Union, each offering "contributions" more outrageous and bottomless than the last.

In the circular conference room, the atmosphere was even heavier than before.

"We... seem to be a step too slow..." Chancellor Merkel's voice was incredibly strained.

In front of these madmen who could even use their own countries as bargaining chips, their previous so-called "Cornerstone" plan was simply a joke.

Wilson stared at the screen without moving, watching those once-arrogant American politicians now tearing at each other like dogs for a chance to curry favor with the Pan-Chinese Union.

A chill shot from the soles of his feet straight to his scalp.

"So."

"What do we do now?" Macron looked at Wilson.

"Prime Minister Wilson, do we still have a way out?"

Everyone's gaze was focused on Wilson.

He was the advocate of the "Pan-Chinese Union" and their last hope.

Wilson remained silent for a long time.

His fingers tapped unconsciously on the tabletop, making a dull sound.

The conference room was terrifyingly quiet.

Finally, Wilson stopped his tapping fingers, slowly lifted his head, and scanned everyone present.

"Everyone."

"We are different from the fifty states of North America."

Wilson's eyes were unusually calm, calm to the point of being frightening.

He stood up and walked to the large screen in the conference room.

On the screen, the politicians from the fifty states of North America were still pushing and shouting in front of the Pan-Chinese Union special district residence, while the crowd below the steps had already started hurling insults, and some were even throwing shoes.

The scene had completely devolved into a farce.

"These idiots think they're clever."

Wilson pointed at the screen, a cold curve forming at the corners of his mouth.

"Do they think laying out all their assets is sincerity?"

"Heh."

"It's absolutely ridiculous!"

Macron frowned deeply.

"But Wilson."

"They really did bring out tangible assets."

"Silicon Valley, Wall Street, NASB..."

"So what?"

Wilson smiled.

"Can't you see it?"

"To the Pan-Chinese Union now, what is the difference between these things and junk?"

The conference room was silent.

Wilson sat back down and crossed his hands on the table.

"Everyone, we need to change our mindset."

"The ugly state of those North American politicians right now perfectly proves our value."

"What do you mean?" Chancellor Merkel asked, puzzled.

"Order!"

Wilson said, enunciating every word.

"What the Pan-Chinese Union values most has always been order!"

"Look at the current situation in North America."

"Fifty so-called state-nations."

"Does a single one of them actually look like a country?"

"Their governments have no control over the domestic situation, the crazy laughter disease is rampant, the economy has collapsed, and society is in disorder."

"Even if they gave everything they had to the Pan-Chinese Union right now."

"Would the Pan-Chinese Union take it?"

"If they would take it, the North American continent would have already been theirs!"

Wilson scanned the crowd.

"How could the Pan-Chinese Union dare to entrust important projects to a government that can't even manage its own house?"

"What if civil unrest breaks out locally halfway through the project?"

Macron's eyes lit up.

"You mean..."

Wilson nodded.

"Our advantage isn't resources, technology, or talent."

"It is the stable political environment and perfect social order that the entire Western Europe alliance has always maintained!"

"This! This is our core value!"