1162 I Have a Good Idea

The name World Development Council was quickly adopted within the federal government. The most critical thing was that Mr. Trueman used the "Treaty of Boupen" to persuade those consultants. He proposed that these consultants could also stay in the history books if possible.

So these advisers no longer had the urge to object. As for Mr. President, there is no doubt that the page in the history book about the "Treaty of Buppain" will say this

During... Mr. President's administration, the Bayler Federation developed rapidly, and on a certain day of a certain month of a certain year, it took the lead in signing the "Bupen Treaty" with many countries that affected the world...

Therefore, Mr. President was not involved in the naming issue from the very beginning. He just smiled and watched everyone's face turn red.

While international attention was focused on the Federation, some new problems also emerged in the North.

Because the world's largest open-pit silver mine was discovered in the north, this land is now nominally in Isabella's hands, and many people are staring at this land and drooling.

Regardless of the fact that it was signed to Charlie (sister) before, according to the contract, it should now belong to Charlie (sister), but then the federal government announced the crimes of Charlie brother and sister.

The Marillo government also immediately announced that the Charlie brothers and sisters were wanted targets, and they would be held accountable for the harm they caused to the people of Marillo during the process of speculating on silver.

Although there may not be ten people speculating in silver in the entire country.

In this process, the silver mines they signed naturally returned to "state-owned" status.

So some people began to develop the idea of ​​​​this silver mine, including President Marillo.

President Marillo is a middle-aged man in his forties. He has silver-grey hair and dark blue pupils, which give him a special charm.

He seems different from the leaders of developed countries. He is not fat and has a good figure. I am afraid some people will believe him if they say he is a star.

He has the blood of the Malillo rulers, and it is said that he is more or less related to a certain great warlord.

But this is useless, he is just a puppet, and not many people are even willing to obey his orders.

Mariro's regime did usher in a period of stability for a few years after it was initially overthrown, but then ethnic conflicts broke out again, and military generals and the opposition continued to stage coups, which led to the development to what it is today.

There are many warlords, and the government has become a decoration. If anyone dares to publicly express dissatisfaction with the behavior of the warlords, their whole family will soon be hung on a street lamp.

Marillo, under the influence and rule of violence, has no place for pacifists to survive. They don't fight, they don't have people in their hands, and they don't speak loudly.

The warlords' separatist rule has made it impossible for the Mariro government to collect any money, and it is actually what those warlords mean by being able to keep the so-called government still running.

They would donate a little money to the government to keep it going instead of watching it collapse.

The collapse of the Marillo government is not a good thing for anyone. Once that happens, it means that the warlord regime will quickly turn into a divided rule.

The warlords will face a very troublesome situation. If they do not carry out a unified war, each warlord will be equivalent to a small country.

Those who follow them will also try their best to promote this matter. It is better to be the ruling class of a country than to be a small leader among warlords. The warlords do not want this, and a divided Mariro is not in their interests.

But if Marillo is not to be divided, a unification war must be carried out. It is impossible for these people to carry out a unification war until they are absolutely sure!

So the best way is to maintain Marillo's final power.

Mr. President is sitting in his office that represents the supreme power, but... he does not feel the slightest power. Even when coordinating issues with some warlords, his tone when sending telegrams or making phone calls is very humble. .

He doesn't look like a president, but like a servant of these damn warlords.

Now, there was some excitement on his face that he didn't have before, and he thought that a suitable opportunity had appeared.

The silver mine in Isabella's hands is a lot of money. If the silver can be mined and sold, the price of silver is still very low. As long as it can be mined and sold, the price will still be astronomical. wealth.

As long as you have money, you can recruit people who are willing to work hard.

Marillo's unique circumstances put everyone at risk, coupled with racial hatred, which gave each man the potential to become a warrior.

Anyway, if you don’t participate in these battles, you may be affected and be purged by hostile genocide, so why not join these warlords and other armed forces?

Not only can you receive a weapon for free, but you can also get a decent monthly salary, and you can also protect your family.

So as long as you have money, you don't have to worry about recruiting people here.

Mr. President feels that as long as he can hold a fortune in his hands, he can quickly have an armed force of his own like those warlords.

Then he will have the ability to talk to the warlords on an equal footing, and Mariro's political situation may also usher in a change.

In addition to him, there are five other people in the office. These people are senior officials of Marillo, all ministerial-level officials.

But they looked like they were not as good as a small leader among the warlords. Their simple clothes and tired spirit did not look like a ruling class at all.

"It's difficult. Isabella has the federation on her back..." The speaker was the speaker of the parliament. According to Marillo's political level, he was the official second only to the president.

He looks to be in his sixties, with gray hair, but in fact he is less than ten years older than the president.

The tremendous pressure caused him to often suffer from insomnia. Even though this government is just a puppet, in many cases they have to shoulder the responsibility of contacting the international community.

And they do want to use some methods to change the current situation. On one side is fatigue and fatigue at work, and on the other side is the pressure from the warlords.

Who knows if one of their policies will make the warlords feel that they are being targeted, so they will send killers to send them to meet the gods in heaven who do not know whether they exist in the middle of the night.

The president also sighed, "This is indeed a trouble, but only in this way, those people dare not attack this silver mine."

"If they can't take action, we still have a chance. This may be the only possible opportunity I have seen in the past 20 years. We need this money so much."

"Whether it's making some changes or recruiting our own people, money is more important to us than anything else and it should be the first priority in this next period of work."

Puppet rulers often have two extreme situations. One is a complete waste. They have given up fighting and resisting, and just want to enjoy everything they can, and then wait for a new destiny to come.

The other type will continue to confront, constantly accumulate experience in confrontation, learn lessons from failures, and never give up on their ideals.

Pressure will become the driving force for their progress. This is the case with this great president. He is always working hard and understands what he lacks.

The Speaker was silent for a moment, "So what do you plan to do to get the federal people to give in?"

The President was silent for a while, "If I marry Isabella...will the situation change?"

"She is a Mallorian, so am I, and my blood is purer, so there is a possibility of our union."

"If I can become Isabella's husband, then I will have the right to dispose of the silver mine, even in name only."

"The next thing..." He pursed his lips, lowered his head, and then smiled freely, "It's nothing more than betrayal, and how much we sell. If we can reunite Marillo, I think it's worth it even if we lose something. "

“What we lose today, we can get back tomorrow.”

Everyone in the room fell into silence. The Minister of Defense suddenly asked, "If we do this, it will be difficult for us to explain to the people."

The president seems to have made up his mind and is trying his best to convince these people.

"The federations have begun to reach out to us. Look at Nagaril. It has been called the 'New Federation' by them. Soon, maybe we will also become the 'New Mariro Federation'."

"It's going to come whether we do it or not, so why do we deal with it by doing nothing instead of actively doing something about it?"

The president's words are very reasonable. The federalists have already begun to take action against Marillo. In the areas controlled by the two warlords, the federalists have taken over all the responsibilities and affairs that the government should bear.

If this situation is allowed to continue, Marillo will be gradually eroded, but there is nothing they can do!

Eyes were on the Speaker, who was slightly better off than they themselves were, even more of a puppet.

The President was also looking at him, his eyes full of pleading.

He needs someone to support him, he's just a puppet.

After about a minute or two, the Speaker nodded and said, "There is no better way. Maybe you should try it."

This sentence seemed to make everyone breathe a sigh of relief, and then he asked, "Where do you plan to start?"

The President had already made a comprehensive plan, "Contact Isabella first."

At 7:30 in the evening, just after Lynch finished his meal, someone called. It was someone from the Mariro Northern Front.

After he answered the phone, his expression became a little weird, then he answered a few times and hung up.

He looked at the phone on the table. About three minutes later, the phone rang again.

Cutting out the worthless pleasantries and awkward opening remarks, Isabella directly stated the reason for the call.

"The president called me today. He hopes to talk to me about personal matters between us."

Lynch didn't say anything, he already knew.

Isabella didn't expect Lynch to remain calm. She had to continue to explain the situation, but with this statement, the initiative was lost.

"He wants to propose to me..."