In the early morning of February 10th, at Coro International Airport, a silver-white flight landed on the runway of the airport.
Surrounded by a group of men and women in suits, Trump walked down the gangway with his head held high. He waved at the cameras on both sides, walked in front of Zhang Yaping, and shook hands with him with a smile. No matter how tense the relationship between the two countries was, they still had to act on the surface.
"On behalf of the people of Xin, I welcome you."
"Thank you, I also thank you on behalf of the people of the UA for your warm welcome …" Trump let go of Zhang Yaping's right hand, then looked around the airport, "Why do I feel that … there seems to be one person missing here?"
"Who do you mean?" Zhang Yaping asked.
"Jiang Chen."
"Oh, you mean President Jiang," Zhang Yaping said with a smile. "He is waiting for your arrival at the Future Building."
Trump's eyebrows raised.
He was obviously a little surprised that Jiang Chen did not appear at the airport to greet him.
However, he was also a veteran on various talk shows. This kind of small awkwardness was already common for Trump, so he didn't take it to heart at all. After a few polite words with Zhang Yaping, he followed the welcoming team composed of senior officials of Xin to the Xin Presidential Palace.
…
At noon, the Xin Presidential Palace set up a state banquet at the Heart of the Sea to entertain the UA delegation from afar.
Trump sat on pins and needles in front of the banquet table. While drinking wine, his eyes searched the banquet hall, trying to find Jiang Chen's shadow. However, the result made him feel awkward again. Jiang Chen didn't seem to plan to discuss those sensitive issues with him in front of the media, so he didn't attend the banquet at all.
Finally, after the state banquet ended, Trump handed over the afternoon visit to his Secretary of State Rex Tillerson, and he went to the Future Building on the other end of Coro Island.
Finally, this time he didn't miss anything.
In the conference room of the Future Building, he finally met Jiang Chen.
"I've been looking forward to meeting you for a long time. I didn't expect it to be so difficult to meet you," Trump said as he walked into the conference room and looked at Jiang Chen sitting at the conference table.
"I just don't want our conversation to become someone's talk show. And according to my observation, compared to being in front of the camera, you can stay calm without the camera. " Jiang Chen smiled faintly and gestured for Trump to sit down. "This is good for us, isn't it?"
Trump pulled out a chair and sat down, then leaned back on the chair.
"Letting the guests come to us on their own. Is this how the Chinese treat their guests?"
"You and Zhang Yaping are both presidents. It doesn't seem rude for him to greet you," Jiang Chen said with a smile.
"Really?" Trump raised his eyebrows and said in a playful tone, "Who doesn't know that Zhang Yaping is a puppet supported by you?"
"It doesn't matter if he's a puppet or not. He also relied on votes to get to his current position." Jiang Chen smiled. "Just like you."
Trump just wanted to refute, but he found that Jiang Chen was right.
He did rely on the votes of the American people to sit on the throne of the presidency.
However, when Jiang Chen compared him to a puppet president, it still made him feel uncomfortable.
In all honesty, he could become the president entirely by his own strength!
For now, Mr. Trump still did not know what role Morgan and Rockefeller played behind this election.
"Let's stop the nonsense here. Our time is precious, and there is no need to waste it on meaningless things." Trump waved his hand impatiently, then continued, "If you have no objections, let's get straight to today's topic."
If there were reporters standing here, he was still interested in putting on a tough stance and fighting a war of words with Jiang Chen. But the reporters and cameras were blocked downstairs of Future Building, so he no longer had the desire to show off.
"I agree with your point of view." Jiang Chen smiled.
"Very well, then let's talk about the mess in Colombia first. I ask you to immediately … "
Jiang Chen raised his right hand and interrupted Trump's speech.
"We won't get any results if we continue to talk like this. I seem to have seen the end of today's meeting. How about this, since you and I are both businessmen, I think you've had enough of those politicians. Let's change to a negotiation method that you and I are very familiar with. "Jiang Chen smiled and pointed to the porcelain plate in front of Trump," Do you see the sugar cubes there? "
Trump raised his eyebrows, narrowed his eyes slightly, and stared at the small plate of sugar cubes on the table as if he was trying to figure out the mystery behind it.
However, no matter how he looked at it, it was just an ordinary plate of sugar cubes.
"Now we have the same chips, a total of ten sugar cubes."
Jiang Chen pointed to the porcelain plate in front of him and said with a smile, "We each make a final proposal of equivalent value, equivalent to ten chips. After the two sides confirm, the game begins. In each round, both sides make an equivalent proposal, and then place their respective bets. The higher the bet, the proposal passes, pays the other party's chips, and rejects the other party's proposal. The passed proposal can't be raised again, and the rejected proposal can appear again. "
"What are the criteria for winning or losing?" Trump said.
"There is no winning or losing. This is the meaning of the game. It is to avoid us wasting time on meaningless quarrels. When one side loses all the sugar cubes, the other side directly purchases the other party's final proposal with ten sugar cubes, and then the game ends. " Jiang Chen smiled and spread his hands. "The final topic on my side is the UA's unconditional participation in the Earth Defense Alliance. Of course, we can leave you a position as a major member. Then, it's your turn. "
"Celestial Trade joining the Trump Group is my final proposal." Trump smiled and pushed all the sugar cubes out. "Let's get started."
"Mr. Trump, you are wasting time." Looking at the rogue expression on Trump's face, Jiang Chen sighed and said slowly, "I made it very clear that our game will only begin when both sides agree that the final proposal is equivalent. In order to show sincerity, I have already put forward my own proposal. If you insist on putting your whimsical proposal on the negotiating table, then I can only regret to announce that the negotiation has broken down and the game is over. "
All proposals that appeared could only be proposals that could be discussed. All word games were meaningless, and there were no loopholes to exploit. In each round of proposal, if either party was dissatisfied with the other party's proposal, it could unilaterally terminate the game. Therefore, boring proposals such as "jump out of the window" and "pay a trillion US dollars" were meaningless.
Trump's eyes narrowed slightly, and he sat up straight in his chair.
He stared at the porcelain plate full of sugar cubes and thought for a moment, then a look of interest gradually appeared on his eyebrows.
"Interesting."
Although there was no winning or losing, the outcome still existed.
Both sides came up with a final proposal, and the ultimate goal was to use as few chips as possible to pass as many proposals as possible. In the end, they would get all twenty sugar cubes and force the other party to compromise on the final proposal.
This involved a question, that was, how much chips to invest on the big topic. If one deliberately raised the bet in order to cheat the other party's chips, they would have to risk the other party giving up and waste the chips in their hands on "unworthy" proposals.
Both sides had to guess the price in the other party's mind and evaluate themselves at the same time. The ten sugar cubes were the only equivalent.
Diplomatic negotiations were abstracted into intuitive transactions. In this way, it did save a lot of meaningless arguments. Both sides only needed to use the chips in their hands instead of speaking.
A hint of realization appeared in Trump's eyes.
He had already understood the essence of the game.
"So what is your final proposal?" Jiang Chen smiled.
"The Earth Defense Alliance will be incorporated into the United Nations framework." After a pause, Trump continued, "Similarly, we can promise you a permanent seat."
After that, Trump looked at Jiang Chen quietly, waiting for his reply.
If Jiang Chen thought there was room for negotiation, then the negotiation would begin. If Jiang Chen thought this proposal was unacceptable, the Earth Defense Alliance would not be incorporated into the United Nations framework anyway, then there was no need for the two sides to continue to negotiate.
Only when both sides agreed that the proposals were equivalent would this "game" begin.
"Very good, I see your sincerity. At least you didn't make those whimsical demands again." Without letting Trump wait for a long time, Jiang Chen slowly nodded and smiled, "Then, since we have reached a consensus on the 'pricing' of the chips, let's start our game early."
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