King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer-Chapter 1131 - 993 The Negotiation Table of the Big Shots_3

Chapter 1131 -993 The Negotiation Table of the Big Shots_3

After finishing, Steven seemed to suddenly remember something. He nudged Joe Ga and said, “I heard from Eric that you’ve signed a military contract with Qatar.

Buddy, Qatar recently got kicked out of the Gulf Cooperation Council, and their situation isn’t very good. If you can persuade them to cut down on natural gas production, I can offer some support from the sidelines…”

Joe Ga laughed out of exasperation, but Steven was truly one of his own, so he said whatever was on his mind…

He flipped the middle finger and shook his head, saying, “You just said their situation is tough, and at this time, wouldn’t they be desperately selling natural gas to attract clients? How the hell would they cooperate with you?

You’ve already swept away the domestic shale oil industry, and you’re still not satisfied, even inciting Big Mouth Trump to go around extorting. It’s too much.

You’ve taken all the benefits, so there’s no problem sending your Zumwalt to idle off the coast of Mukalla, right?”

Steven listened, spread his hands, and said, “Then you’ll have to mobilize our Pentagon brotherhood, as long as China’s natural gas orders are sufficient, I can persuade Congress to find a way to get the Navy to move that damn ship.”

Joe Ga listened, stroked his chin, and said, “America, as a responsible major power, won’t turn a blind eye to Yemen’s plight, right?”

Steven looked at Joe Ga, who was ready to fleece, and helplessly said, “Hu Lang, Yemen isn’t worth our effort. Honestly, I don’t think your agreeing to go to Yemen is a good choice.

It’s a bottomless pit; how much funding can Shah give you?

I have accurate information that the CIA is eyeing Iran’s Suleiman, and Big Mouth Trump is inclined to tear up a nuclear agreement.

If you want to intervene in the Yemeni situation, you can’t get too close to us, or it won’t just escalate the Yemeni situation; there might even be changes in Iraq.”

Joe Ga looked at Steven incredulously and said, “Big Mouth Trump wants to turn himself into a loner here…”

Steven listened, shook his head slightly, and said, “This guy is a fanatic!

He’s prepared a complex industrial repatriation plan that requires an enormous amount of infrastructure funding to lay the groundwork.

Congress won’t cooperate with him, so he’s extorting funds everywhere.

He announced withdrawal from the Paris climate agreement last month, and last week announced a temporary suspension of United Nations dues.

Just now, at a White House press conference, he talked extensively about NATO military spending, demanding that other NATO member states share more of the military costs…

This guy is crazy, but I feel Congress might not be able to handle him!”

When Joe Ga heard this, he exclaimed in shock, “This guy won’t drag me down with him, right…”

Steven spread his hands and said, “That guy, to put pressure on the Pentagon, just needs to mention Aqionghan and will start cursing their leaders…

He said if P.B. were sent there, the Taliban would have been wiped out long ago.

Hu Lang, Aqionghan is Big Mouth Trump’s bargaining chip to force a compromise with the Pentagon. It’s a quagmire, and you absolutely mustn’t step into it.”

Joe Ga was so pissed his nose was crooked, and he grumbled, “How the hell dare I step into it?”

As he said this, Joe Ga painfully rubbed his temples, looking at the Mayor of Sao Paulo in the apartment lobby and Anderson, who had changed into a suit. He dragged Steven along and said, “Don’t go, let’s find somewhere to have a drink, and meanwhile, help me stand in a bit.”

Steven listened and said with a laugh, “You still need me to stand in for you?”

Joe Ga sighed and said, “Buddy, my wife’s in Brazil fighting with people. Yesterday, they used mortars to bomb a drug lab, causing a huge fire that burned down a large area…

I’m under a lot of pressure!”

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