Liu Zhizhong glanced at Madron, who smiled generously. Of course, he also looked a bit smug, almost brazen.
Ah, faced with such a peacemaker, Liu Zhizhong secretly shook his head.
This guy, no wonder the peace talks never really succeeded, got used to chopping first and telling later, not quite respectful of others!
Internationally, isn't respect the premise for discussions?
If you want to say, let Venezuela go, and in return, they give us fifty percent of their energy shares, you should have discussed it with me first before meeting the envoy, right?
But instead, you agreed with the other side first and then came to force my hand at the Palace?
How is that possible?
So, Liu Zhizhong chuckled and said, "Madron, my old friend, you sure agreed quickly, didn't you?"
