The two sides met again, through the wide windows, the sun was shining, as if illuminating the future of negotiations.

"Dear Secretary General, today is a good day."

Camus showed a close attitude.

"Comrade Camus, today is indeed a good day, and I hope we can spend it together today."

"I think, it will."

The two shook hands and sat opposite each other.

Alyosha followed behind everyone, sat down and looked at the person opposite him.

At one moment, Section Chief Yu and Alyosha's eyes collided, and the two showed sincere smiles almost at the same time, and then lowered their heads.

I am mentally alert, that kind of person is not simple.

"Sir, I communicated with Susco last night. In principle, we are willing to..."

"Thank you. As a member of the revolutionary class, we are willing to move forward with our elder brother..."

Both sides determine their positions at the beginning, that is their own people.

Then, Camus made his own request.

"We need to purchase 100 tons of hybrid seeds this time. Of course, this is just a small amount, and we will increase the purchase quantity in the future."

"You also know that our leaders are vigorously promoting corn cultivation, and many areas within the alliance need this batch of seeds."

Camus said, and Secretary-General Zhang kept nodding as he listened.

He knew exactly what the Secretary Bangzi did.

The emergence of hybrid corn also made him realize that there was such a good thing, why didn’t it before in China?

After a while, especially Yang Xiaotao's paper, he made it clear that this hybrid is a disposable product.

Now it is only from the United States, and it is created by plundering the foundation of ancient nations, and the number is not very large.

Their relationship between China and the United States is tense, so how can they get hybrids?

As for the big brother, I don’t have enough of it, so how can I give it to them evenly?

Moreover, the relationship between the two sides is still tense.

Fortunately, there are still talents in China, so if they don’t give it to them, they will do it themselves.

From this perspective, Yang Xiaotao's hybrid corn from scratch has filled Guo Jia's shortcomings.

That's right, it was a little late.

“One hundred tons are a little more.”

Secretary-General Zhang said that President Deng had calculated the harvest of the farm by Gao Yufeng that because it was breeding and not a high-yield crop, the hybrids harvested were about 40 tons.

One hundred tons are obviously not enough.

Camus frowned and realized that China was not big, so he looked down on it. He clearly held a sharp weapon but didn't know how to use it. It was a waste of resources.

"Then how many tons can you provide?"

“10 tons!”

"What? 10 tons, too little." Camus immediately objected when he heard this, and even ignored diplomatic etiquette. His voice became serious, no longer as easy-going as before.

You know, Susco gave him 100 tons of orders. If he only brought one tenth of them back, then...

"10 tons are too small. You must know that we have vast land, which is not enough for even a franchise."

Camus knew that in order to strengthen agricultural production, domestic imports thousands of tons of corn hybrids from the United States every year. Although they are subject to others, they are better than hungry.

Now, under the leadership of Secretary Bangzi, the country has solved hunger, and even the franchisees are getting better. All of this is the result of growing corn.

"Ten tons are the largest quantity we can export at present, and the rest must meet the needs of domestic development..."

Secretary-General Zhang said without any haste. Camus heard what he meant, that was that they still had extra money, but if they used it themselves, they had to pay more if they wanted it.

Camus couldn't help but feel funny. After all, he just wanted supplies.

However, Susco has already given him power, so there is no need to worry about this.

A powerful alliance, giving them a little bit of charity is enough for them.

"Zhou, we have been talking for so long, so we don't have to hide it anymore. Tell us your bottom line and make it open and honest."

Camus knew that it would be another day if he continued to fight like this.

Every day, even when talking about the New Year, there will be no results, so I will just do it directly.

Zhang Ming smiled and took a folder from the staff beside him.

Here is a list of ten pages of materials, all of which were recorded when Mr. Xia and his team talked last time. Of course, the number on this was expanded ten times with special explanation.

The corresponding corn requirements are doubled, which is nothing.

"Our requirements are all here, in addition to the price of purchasing grains, there are also some supplies for requesting assistance."

When I opened the Camus's results folder, I just took a look and felt the urge to fall on the table.

But time is endless. If he does this, he won’t have to talk about it today.

He reached out and distributed the documents inside to the exchange group one by one. Everyone looked at it and looked bad.

Especially for a pound of grain, it costs 10 rubles.

You should know that 1 ruble is equivalent to one gram of gold, which is about the same purchasing power as domestic RMB.

This catty costs 10 rubles, which is a sky-high price.

in the country, 10 yuan is enough to buy 100 kilograms of white noodles.

Camus rubbed his teeth. If it weren't for the hybrid corn, it would have produced a high yield. If it weren't for the fact that he had a backup plan, he would have refused on the spot.

Seeing that Camus was stunned when he saw the price and did not refuse, Secretary-General Zhang and the negotiators beside him were relieved.

The price was decided by them. It was originally just one dollar per pound, but the supplies had expanded ten times, so the price was added as well.

"Many of the supplies behind were aid projects that I didn't remember to complete last time. I hope that the elder brother can carry forward the revolutionary friendship of the proletariat..."

Secretary-General Zhang said, and Camus's face looked even more ugly.

The people around them looked at each other, calculating the value.

What can be given, what needs to be asked for instructions, and what must not be given, and what can be discussed one by one, and China also exchanged to explain the necessity.

It's just passing by one by one.

At noon, after dinner, Camus and others returned to the negotiating table again.

Chilvonko was guarding the phone, reporting to Susco one by one, waiting for instructions.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Every time you get instructions, you will inform Camus as soon as possible.

Then, if you agree, you will naturally pass, and if you disagree, you will continue to argue.

In the evening, the last post on the file finally came out.

Both sides felt like they were fighting, and they were tired and encouraged their bodies to relax.

Zhang Ming was a little tired. If he hadn't relied on ginseng tea to refresh himself, this level of negotiation would not have been able to hold on.

When Camus looked at the other party, he had to sigh that it was the pride of their nation that China had such a wise old man in charge.

"Sir, I have to say that you are the best I have ever seen."

"Thank you, I just did what I should have done."

“You are always so humble.”

"Haha, it's all for the rise of the nation, and I have to persist."

“You will be the pride of the nation.”

After Camus finished speaking, the people surrounding Secretary Zhang nodded and looked at Secretary Zhang with admiration in their eyes.

However, as Camus stood up, the surroundings suddenly became quiet.

"The negotiations went smoothly and there was no problem with the terms you requested. I, on behalf of the exchange team, have no objection to these requirements, and on behalf of us, we fully agree with these requirements."

Someone around Zhang Ming showed joy of victory. If it weren't for the wrong occasion, he would have clapped his hands to celebrate.

"But, as the leader of the exchange group, I have my own persistence."

As soon as the topic changed, Secretary-General Zhang frowned.

“I have to think about my country.”

“It’s like you think about your own nation.”

Zhang Ming was silent for a moment, knowing that the other party was making a request. The request made when the agreement was about to be reached was to make them unable to refuse.

"Comrade Commander, please tell me."

"good."
To be continued...