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"Promoting the appreciation of Nagalil will be of great help to our cooperation and the process of helping Nagalil to realize industrial autonomy!"

In the heart of Buppen, Mr. Truman is chatting with diplomats in the United Kingdom of Nagalil, discussing the issue of promoting Galil’s appreciation.

The two were sitting in the yard. The ground was covered with tender green turf. The price of these turf per square foot was as high as four and five hundred and fifty cents. Outside the low fence, it was a lively street.

Keep calm while moving, and don't have a taste.

Occasionally, people passing by the road will notice two people chatting on the lawn in the yard. Some people will show a slightly confused look. One of them must have some impression, as if they have seen it somewhere, but one Time can't remember it again.

Their busy life and work don't have too much time for them to stop and quietly think about things that have nothing to do with work. They are also destined to leave here with doubts, envy and jealousy.

A lawn of several yuan per foot..., this is no longer an ordinary luxury.

These lawns will only stay here for about two to three months, and when its color becomes darker, the owner of this house will replace it.

There are at least hundreds of square meters of lawns. The price of replacing these turf is beyond the reach of many people. This is the reason why people are jealous, but it is also the motivation for them to redouble their efforts.

Here, having wealth means having everything.

The two people who were regarded as landscape on the lawn did not stop, and continued to chat.

Nagalil’s diplomat was holding a coffee cup, and his other hand was holding a stirring spoon in the coffee cup, constantly stirring it. He was absent from snacking.

Since the two parties submitted their credentials, Mr. Truman advocated that Galil should be appreciated, but the opinions of the diplomats and the central government of the United Kingdom were put on hold for the time being. They always felt that the federal people would not be so kind.

It is actually a good thing to look at from the point of view of the Nagalil people, because the appreciation of Galil means that the money in their hands becomes more valuable-this kind of currency appreciation will not be obvious. It is manifested in the domestic economic structure, but it is particularly obvious in foreign trade, especially import trade.

For example, if the Nagalil people want to import a commodity worth 100 Federal Sol from the Federation, they need to pay 10,000 yuan in Galil. This is just a hypothesis.

Then after the currency appreciates, they may only need to pay 8,000 galiers to buy this product.

They can spend less money and buy more things without increasing or decreasing the currency base in circulation. This will do no harm to the Nagalil people and the country.

They can buy more things with the same money, which is exactly what they need most now. If they want to develop faster, they cannot lack economic support.

But the problem is that everyone feels that the federal people will not help them so kindly. In the process of establishing diplomatic relations this time, the diplomatic mission, the central government of Nagalil, and diplomats have seen the people of the Federation thoroughly. Thoroughly.

Many people say that Nagalil is a backward and barbaric country, but they feel that they are truly barbaric compared to the face of the federal ruling class!

"Mr. Truman, I know what you mean, and I am also actively communicating with the country...", the diplomat looked helpless, "I am just a diplomat, embarrassing me has no value."

What he said was very pitiful, and it looked pitiful, but everyone knew what the real situation was, and it was just a routine "chatter".

Mr. Truman pursed his mouth and smiled. He took off his sunglasses and played with them twice, then put them back on, "What do you think of this place during your time in the Federation?"

The sudden "chat" caught Nagalil's diplomats by surprise, but those who were able to be diplomats responded very quickly. He put down the coffee cup in his hand and started a real small talk.

"Yes, the life here is indeed very rich, more interesting than Nagalil's life, but there are advantages and disadvantages. People here take money too important and power too important. This makes They are lost in the desire for money and power."

"This is not like Nagalil. We have a firm belief. Even money and power cannot shake the belief of the Nagalil people. We may be poor, but we are spiritually rich!"

The diplomat also talked about the words he used just now, "This is also a word I only learned recently, spiritual wealth. I didn’t know how to express this kind of thing before, but now I know, spiritual wealth, the description is very accurate. ."

"We are poor in material, but rich in spirit!"

This was the most suitable explanation he could find. He couldn’t open his eyes and talk nonsense, saying that Nagalil was richer or almost richer than the Federation, and he couldn’t say that Nagalil people just like poverty and enjoy poverty, so he Using the abundance of spiritual wealth to offset the deprivation of material wealth, he brought back a bit of face for himself and his country.

Mr. Truman smiled and looked at him, "You are a qualified diplomat, you are very honest and very humorous...", both of them knew what the "humor" in his mouth meant.

"The Federation has the world's most developed science and technology, and we are ahead of the world in the direction of the frontier of science. This also means that we can create more valuable wealth and give people a better life enjoyment and experience."

"Moreover, we still have a free social relationship structure. Everything is free, including elections..."

Mr. Truman is also a good speaker, none of the diplomats he said can refute, but he can only nod his head to cooperate with him.

Just after he said a few words, suddenly there was another turning point, "Then have you considered settling here?"

When Nagalil’s diplomat almost fell from his chair, he bent down and straightened his trousers to cover up his embarrassment. “I’m a Nagalil or a diplomat, Truman. Sir, your question is an insult to my personality. If you plan to tell me this, I think we can end this conversation."

He was firm and his stand was clear.

But Mr. Truman did not intend to let him go. "I investigated you. You belonged to a clan of the central government in Nagalil that could barely be regarded as a first-rate clan. You did not come here to confront us diplomatically, they just Treating you as a scapegoat..."

The diplomat’s personal history has long been traced clearly. He has studied in Gefola, and the rulers of Nagalil are rich and rich. As long as they are willing to pay, Prayton can They operate anywhere to study abroad.

After Gevlar accepted the kind of imperialist-educated diplomats and returned, he was actually not welcomed. On the one hand, some of his ideas went against the mainstream ruling class in Nagalil.

For example, improving the quality of the people can certainly increase national strength, but it may also give some people dangerous ideas. Secondly, the so-called power needs to pay too much cost. This is no longer something that can be done by one family. It requires Nagali. All the clans and rulers of Seoul are united.

But is it possible?

These people have fought for hundreds of years. The struggle between regimes, the struggle between theocracy, the struggle between power and theocracy, this is not the kind that is said, it is the kind that the loser will really kill the whole family. Cruel struggle.

It is impossible for these people to put aside their prejudices and unite together, so he is also an alternative.

In fact, in the final analysis, he was brainwashed by imperialism too much during Gevula's study abroad. Of course, it can be said that he recognized the shortcomings of Nagalil, but in short, he is not a likable member.

The purpose of being sent to the Federation this time was to leave this guy who was delusional about some impossible all day long.

Well done, he won't receive much praise.

If he didn't do a good job, it happened to ask him for multiple crimes.

"I've heard some short stories about your studies at Gefula Royal University..." When talking about this, Mr. Truman showed a very interesting gaze, "You are a very thoughtful person. But Nagalil is not able to support your dreams, they will even treat you as an enemy."

"You must remember Lynch. He once said a word. I think it's quite right. You have outstanding abilities and need a perfect stage. There is none there, but there is one here."

"Your unrealistic ideas in Nagalil are possible here. At least I like some of your ideas very much."

"You just said that spiritual wealth, whether it is material wealth or spiritual wealth, will not fall from the sky. People need to pursue it. What about your pursuit?"

Speaking, Mr. Truman drank the coffee in his cup, then stood up, "Consider my proposal, stay here, you will have a broader stage."

"Call me after you think about it. I'll wait for your good news..."

Standing on the side of the road and watching Mr. Truman's car go away, the diplomat's expression was a little strange.

He knows that the Federal has investigated his past ~lightnovelpub.net~, but he doesn't think this is an excessive offense, but it reflects how much the Federal people attach to him.

Because only if you value a person can you want to know more. You will search for all the information about the strange girl you like, but you never want to figure out why those tramps roam.

The Federation valued him very much. He was a little proud, but a bit unbelievably absurd. He also knew very well that the olive branch thrown by the Federation was actually for him to take the initiative to contact the country and persuade them to approve Galil's appreciation.

He is a bridge between Nagalil and the Federation, although some people do kick him as an annoying guy, but people still have to respect his opinions.

Returning to his position, bathing in a brighter sun, enjoying more dazzling sunshine, warmer temperature, more pleasant breeze, more fragrant coffee, his thoughts are like fallen leaves swirling in the wind, Somewhat confused.

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