During the negotiations between Shang State and the Holy Land, Riduguleng suddenly spat out blood at the negotiation table, and some blood even splashed onto Yuan Yong.
Yuan Yong was a little stunned - is it that serious? You are also the prime minister, how can your heart be so fragile? I just provoked you, and you hurt me so much that I feel like you are bullying a child.
Next to him, the young master of the Holy Land was also dumbfounded. He never expected that the Prime Minister would be so angry that he vomited blood. This was not just an expression, he really vomited blood.
"It's okay, I just haven't healed from the injury last time, and I got so excited that it involved the old injury." Riduguleng pushed away the hand of the young master of the Holy Land, but his mind was racing.
If the Shang Kingdom really withdraws its excess supplies, the Holy Land will lose all its dignity, and the people will not know how to view the Holy Land's leaders and rulers.
But if they don't withdraw, the Shang Kingdom will definitely ask for a huge price for the supplies for 50 million people. Although Yuan Yong said it was the 'cost price', Riduguleng didn't believe it at all!
Riduguleng was very conflicted, but couldn't think of any effective solution for a while.
The young master of the Holy Domain also slowly reacted at this time, and carefully transmitted his voice: "Prime Minister, you are thinking about the supplies, right? I think we can keep these supplies. Anyway, even if the wounded can't use them, they can be stored. I think Shangguo did a stupid thing and took the initiative to send us so many supplies. "
Riduguleng sighed inwardly: Shang State would not do anything stupid, just look at the bastard in front; those dropped supplies must have been tampered with.
But Riduguleng also knew that he had to swallow this loss. Asshole, I have seen forced sales, but I have never seen such means, not only forced sales, but also huge amounts, and also linked to the stability and honor of the country.
After thinking for a while, Riduguleng had to grit his teeth and said, "Since your country has sent it, our Holy Land cannot refuse this kindness, so we will accept it."
"It's no problem to accept it. Here is the price list." Yuan Yong took out a document with a smile and pushed it across the table.
At this time, the tabletop had already been cleaned by the service staff nearby, and it was cleaned up after a few spells. In Shangguo, such service spells developed rapidly.
Riduguleng took the price list with a little trembling in his heart, and was worried about seeing astronomical figures. However, after taking a look, Riduguleng was surprised to find that the prices were actually very low.
Each parachute pack contains more than a dozen kinds of supplies. The price of a parachute pack is 12 taels of gold. 50 million parachute packs cost 600 million taels of gold. This number is really not big for the entire sanctuary.
Could it be that Shang State really provided humanitarian aid
I don’t know why, but after seeing this result, Ridugulengji actually softened his heart.
But Riduguleng was the prime minister after all, and the prime minister of the Holy Land. His heart was shocked in an instant - no, this was the real trap, a gentle trap!
At first, he thought that the 50 million rescue supplies and Shang Guo’s method were a trap, but after seeing the price list, Riduguleng had to admit that there was a deeper trap behind it!
Not long after communicating with Shang Guo, Riduguleng felt a little overwhelmed and had to say that his injury had relapsed today and he needed to rest and would discuss it again tomorrow.