"What?" Modot thought he had heard wrong. What did this young girl just say to him? What they wanted to buy was Tuvalu?
Was he too outdated, or was the world too crazy? Modot instantly felt that his thinking could not keep up with the times.
Katie said to Modot in a serious and serious tone, "President Modot, I said we want to buy all of Tuvalu! Buy all the sovereignty of this country! "
This time, Modot listened very carefully. He was sure that he had not heard wrong. The girl named Katie had indeed said their goal. Not to buy real estate, not to buy the right to use the sea, but to buy the sovereignty of this country?
"Wait! You want this country? You want the whole country?! " The folder in Modot's hand had already fallen from his hand because what Katie said was a little beyond his expectations.
"Yes, we need all the sovereignty and power of this country. Tuvalu is a small island, and it is a small island that will be swallowed by the sea at any time. Any accident will accelerate the destruction of this country. " Katie's tone was unusually serious. She was telling the truth without exaggerating or making any other embellishments.
"Living on this island is too hard for you and your people. If there is not enough money to build flood dams or improve the foundation of the entire country. I believe you know very well what will happen to this country. "
"I'm not doing anything to scare you, Mr. Modot. When the sea level continues to rise, it will bring panic to this country. I even suspect that you won't be able to survive until 2030. Perhaps civil strife will start in 2020. "
What Katie said was based on facts. Modot was well aware of the predicament this small country was facing. Recently, the situation in the country had begun to become unstable. Some people felt that it was meaningless to live in this country without a future. It was better to enjoy the last moments of their lives.
They wanted to overthrow the regime and then live an anarchic life for more than ten years before being drowned by the sea. There were still some lunatics with this kind of idea. This group of people had already given up hope.
If it was not for the phone call he had received from Roberto, Modot would have announced to the country that large South American companies would come to the country to recruit a large number of workers and provide overseas employment opportunities for the people. Those guys had probably already started to move, right?
Modot only had a security force of less than a hundred people, and many of the weapons were left behind by the US military during World War II. He did not have the confidence to suppress the riot that might break out.
Today, Roberto's luxury plane had landed at the Tuvalu airport, and the whole country had seen it. Everyone's last hope was placed on this overseas employment opportunity. Only by leaving this damned island would they have the possibility of starting a new life!
Modote smiled bitterly. It seemed that these young people in front of him had already understood the situation in Tuvalu. Now that she had come to find him, it was purely to lay her cards on the table.
Negotiation was a kind of game, and like all games, this kind of game required chips and trump cards. Katie had already shown her hand, but she hadn't shown her trump card yet. Besides, she had a lot of chips.
On Modo's side, his cards were a mess. Trump cards did not even exist. As for chips, he did not have any other chips other than a small island that was about to sink.
Modot sat down weakly on the chair opposite Katie and sighed. "What do you want? Buy a country that is about to sink and live as a president? But the hearts of the people of this country are long gone. They are all thinking of ways to escape this country. I am doing my best to help them. If you want to rule them and play the game of power, then you should go somewhere else. "
Modo had already regarded the group of young people in front of him as super rich second-generation kids, the kind of people who spent tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of dollars for excitement.
Katie smiled. "It's not that boring, Mr. President. We are indeed here to help you do quite a lot of things. For example, what Roberto told you on the phone before. To create overseas employment for your people. Moreover, we can guarantee that all 11,000 citizens will be transferred out of this island that will soon be silent. "
Katie pointed at Roberto. Roberto smiled and confirmed Katie's statement.
Now it was Modo's turn to be a little confused. "Without people, what is the use of this country?" If that was the case, the country would only be an empty shell.
But for Katie, an empty shell was exactly what she needed! A blank piece of paper was good for drawing. Only with this empty shell, she could build a home for the mutated humans in this shell.
Katie said slowly, "That's not important, Mr. President. There aren't many choices in front of you now. Save your people and let them leave this country that is slowly committing suicide. Or give up this opportunity and let you and your people die with this country. "
Katie gestured for the little rascal behind her to hand over a document. She took the document and handed it to Modo.
"This is this country's best chance, and I'm afraid it's also its last chance. Mr. President, take a look at this agreement and decide what choice to make, "Katie said calmly. Because this time, the initiative was in her hands. Modo and Tuvalu had no choice!
… …
The night in Tuvalu was not lively at all. It could even be said that it was very quiet. Because there were no street lights in many places at night, if a wave hit the road, it was very likely that people would be swept into the sea and disappear without a trace.
Therefore, people in this country rarely chose to go out at night. The only place that could be considered relatively lively was near the Tuvalu airport and the presidential residence.
This was the highest place in the country. It was also one of the few places with entertainment. Not far from the airport was one of the most "luxurious" bars in the country. Its level of luxury was roughly equivalent to the level of a bar in a small rural town in the United States with a few hundred people.
But even so, most people would not choose to come here to spend their money. Because Tuvalu could not be self-sufficient in most daily necessities, many things had to be imported. Therefore, the bar's consumption was very high, especially in a country where the per capita annual output was less than 2,000 US dollars. It could be said to be frighteningly expensive.
But today, many people poured into the bar, and even if they did not drink, the owner of the bar made an exception and did not drive anyone away.
Because everyone was waiting for news. Ever since they saw Roberto's luxury plane landing at the airport during the day, all the people believed what the old president, Modo, said. He said that there would be a large number of overseas jobs!
For the people of Tuvalu, this was a blessing from heaven! Even those extremists who wanted to overthrow the government and live a few years of anarchism were looking forward to this opportunity.
Because they were not idiots! The reason why they had such thoughts before was because they could not see any hope in this country. There was no way out other than waiting for death.
But if they had the opportunity to work abroad, it meant that they could have a considerable income. At that time, they might even have the opportunity to live abroad. This was a very, very important thing for everyone.
This bar was the closest place to the presidential residence and the airport. And the bar owner's son worked in the presidential residence. If there was any news, this was always the fastest place to get the news.
The bar owner knew what everyone was looking forward to. At this time, if he wanted to drive people away, he would offend the public. And he also wanted to know if the president could reach an agreement with the big boss in America.
"Old John, a glass of beer." Two young men who looked a little decadent asked the bar owner for a drink. The Slouder brothers. The two brothers originally had a small fishing boat, which specialized in catching some sardines.
Occasionally, New Zealand fishmongers would come to buy their fish when they met them at sea. But last month, because of the price difference, mainly because the New Zealanders pressed the price too hard, the two brothers were only willing to pay 800 US dollars for the two tons of sardines they caught.
Although sardines weren't worth much, they weren't that worthless. The two brothers turned against the fishmonger at that time. And they even beat up the fishmonger.
At that time, the New Zealander could not take it anymore. He directly drove his boat and sank the two brothers' fishing boat. The New Zealander drove a 1000-ton diesel-powered fishing boat. The two brothers only had a wooden fishing boat of 20 tons. Therefore, the fishing boat was hit and sank.
The two brothers carried the broken wooden planks and drifted on the sea for nearly three days before returning to the shore of Tuvalu. The two brothers almost died in this incident. President Modote issued a diplomatic note to New Zealand about this incident, but the other party treated it as a fart. There was not even a response, let alone the matter of compensation. They pretended that the incident did not happen at all.
Since then, the two brothers began to become abnormally decadent. They had already given up hope for life. If it was not because they heard that there were foreign employment opportunities this time, perhaps they would have joined the ranks against the government.
The Slouder brothers drank their beer in a lifeless manner. Just like the other people in this bar, they looked outside from time to time, hoping that someone would come and tell everyone what the current situation was.
"Excuse me, excuse me." A girl squeezed to the front of the bar counter. She looked to be about 15 or 16 years old. She looked rather decent. She asked somewhat anxiously, "Old John, is there any news?"
The bar owner shook his head silently. "Not yet, Cardell. Also, to be honest, Cardell, this is a foreign labor assignment. He heard that the Costa Corporation was looking for jobs in plantations, farms, and mines. They probably need heavy labor. I'm afraid it will be very difficult for you to be chosen. "
The young girl named Cardale glanced at herself. Her slender arms and legs didn't look like she could do heavy physical labor. She said sorrowfully, "But if I don't make it, who's going to take care of my sick mother? Do I have to stay on this small island with my mother and wait for death? "
Big Slouder looked at Cardell. "Cardell, tell me the truth. My brother likes you. If you are willing to marry him, both of us should be chosen. When the time comes, we will think of a way to send you and your mother overseas. That is, as long as you agree to marry my brother. "
Lil 'Slouder looked at Cardell without saying anything, only nodding gloomily. Cardell looked at the Slouder brothers. The two brothers had always relied on fishing for a living. Their lives in Tuvalu were not bad because of the good food they ate and their strong bodies.
If heavy labor was needed for this time's foreign employment, the two brothers would most likely be chosen.
Cardell was a little hesitant. Big Slouder's words were very direct bait for her. There was no such thing as love here. In this country where it was hard to even survive, love was a luxury. Survival was the most important thing.
Cardell sized up Lil 'Slouder's appearance. He was average, neither handsome nor ugly, but his body was very strong. She did not have a good or bad impression of this man.
Big Slouder was a little impatient with Cardell's hesitation. "Hurry up and make your decision, girl! If you still want to come after us brothers are chosen, I won't agree to my brother marrying you. When that time comes, there will be many good girls willing to follow him abroad! "
Big Slouder's words were not false at all. Cardell did not have a chance to hesitate or think. She opened her mouth to say, "Fine, I —"
Ring ring ~! The door to the bar was pushed open again. Everyone's eyes were drawn over, including the Slouder brothers and Cardell.
The person who had come was John Senior's son, John Junior, who worked as a waiter at the President's residence. He was panting and looked like he had run all the way here from the President's residence. He walked to the bar counter, and everyone made way for him. The noisy bar instantly quieted down. Everyone looked at John Junior.
To see what kind of news he had. John Junior first took a sip of water at the bar counter to catch his breath. Then he stood at the bar counter and said to the hundreds of people present, "The President has signed an agreement with Mr. Roberto. Starting tomorrow, they will officially start hiring at the Tuvalu airport! The work locations are confirmed to be South America and Southeast Asia! I heard that the terms of the work will be more than ten years! "
Whoosh ~! Clapping hands, stomping feet, crying, and laughter rang out in the bar. The bar, which had just been quiet, instantly boiled over. It was one thing to know the news, but it was another thing to really confirm it. After all, these citizens could only rest assured that the President had really reached an agreement.
"John Junior, wait! Did they say how many people they were going to recruit? "The Slouder brothers thought a little further. If the number of people recruited was too small, then the competition they would face would be very fierce.
And the question raised by the Slouder brothers was also the focus of many other people's attention. Everyone hoped to be able to recruit more jobs. Only then would they have a greater chance of being selected. Especially for girls like Cardell, they prayed for some cooking and logistics jobs.
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