Suppressing the doubts in his heart, President Berliff quickly stepped forward and extended his warm hands with a smile on his face. "Welcome, welcome. Your arrival makes …"
Matticus raised his thick eyebrows and stood there without even raising his hand.
The latter's expression became extremely awkward. He stood there, not knowing what to do.
"President Berliff, is it?"
At this moment, Matticus turned back into the cold face of his chief tactician. He condescendingly sized up the foreign president who was half a head shorter than him.
"Let me introduce myself. I'm not the president of an investment agency.
"And I don't have any intention of building any medical institutions here."
"Ah!" President Berliff and the medical officials behind him who were about to shake hands were collectively petrified.
Their brains couldn't wrap their heads around it. When they checked the company's information, the president's identity matched with the person in front of them. The company had been established for more than ten years, including the results obtained from the government's website.
Why did the president turn hostile as soon as they met?
At this critical moment, the few security guards standing around the hall reacted quickly. After all, they were in this line of work. When Matticus turned hostile, they already noticed that the atmosphere was not right.
When the president froze in place, they rushed forward one step faster. Their eyes were alert, and their bodies were like eagles hunting for prey, ready to pounce at any time.
If Matticus hadn't revealed his identity, they would have had their arms twisted by the security guards in the next second.
"Let me introduce myself again." Matticus didn't care about the security guards in the hall who were ready to make a move. He took two steps forward. "My name is Matticus. My real identity is the chief tactical commander of the Pentagon."
As he spoke, Matticus walked to the sofa and sat down. There was no panic in his eyes. He was as relaxed as sitting on the sofa at home.
"President Berliff, I'll give you five seconds to readjust your emotions."
"You … What do you want?" President Berliff stood in place and pointed his finger at Matticus. He kept repeating the English word "Pentagon."
The English word weighed a thousand pounds.
Not to mention that Belif was just an insignificant president of a third-world country.
Even developing China, or even a smaller developed country, couldn't be indifferent to the word "Pentagon."
It was easy to verify the identity of the tactical commander, Matticus. President Berliff only needed to send a letter through official channels to the American Foreign Affairs Office provided by the United Nations.
Under the suggestion of Tactical Commander Matticus, President Berliff quickly received a confirmation from the United States through diplomatic means.
"You …" After the verification, President Bailey was baffled.
"My purpose for coming here is very simple." The tactical commander, Matticus, spread his hands slightly and said expressionlessly, "A year and a half ago, didn't Monster Industries sign a mineral property transfer certificate with your Commerce and Mineral Department?"
President Beliff quickly nodded and said that there was indeed such an agreement.
Tactical Commander Matticus knocked on the table in front of him out of habit. "I want you to take back this mineral property transfer agreement and file a lawsuit with the International Arbitration Institute against Monster Industries' commercial hegemony."
"…"
President Berev's mind, which had finally cleared up, was once again thrown into chaos and struggle.
The young president of Monster Industries personally visited Nigeria more than a year ago and signed a ninety-nine-year mineral development and transfer agreement with the mineral department.
Of course, President Berliff had a detailed understanding of the Monster Industries.
Now he said to revoke this license agreement?
President Berliff did not dare to make a decision. It must be known that the net revenue and profits of Monster Industries alone in one year were more than ten times more than the total annual GDP of the country of Nigeria, which had worked hard for more than ten years.
"Sir …"
President Berliff explained in a panic, "When the mining agreement was signed, Monster Industries had already paid full mining fees."
"And the location of the mining agreement is far away in the Anute Special District. It is not under my jurisdiction. It is under the jurisdiction of General Maups … "
"If I tear up the treaty now, I am afraid that General Maups will come to the door the next day to ask for an explanation."
President Berliff did not know why the officer wanted to do this, but he knew very well what the consequences of doing so would be.
Monster Industries has been rooted in the land of Nigeria for nearly two years. These two years of exposure and hearsay are enough for President Berliff to have a certain understanding of the economic and technological level of Monster Industries.
Where was this a company?
It was clearly an international technological behemoth that could wantonly crush Nigeria under its feet.
If it was just Monster Industries, it would be fine.
Then look at the location of those mines.
It was all under the influence of General Maups. Now General Maups was fully capable of overthrowing him as president and doing it himself. President Berliff was ready to give up his position at any time, as long as General Maups had his own idea of being president.
With the combination of these two factors, if President Berliff dared to ignore the spirit of the international contract and tear up the mining agreement signed at the beginning, he might be knocked on the door by General Maups the next day.
However, for tactical commander Matticus, things were actually very simple.
Matticus raised his neck and shook his head lightly at him. "President Berliff, I am not discussing with you."
"I am not asking you for advice."
"I am just telling you as an officer of the Pentagon."
"You are going to tear up the cooperation with Monster Industries and file a lawsuit with the arbitration body."
"If you don't do this, the consequences will be very serious."
Just after confirming Matticus's identity through official channels, President Berliff quickly fell into a dilemma between heaven and man.
On the one hand, there was Monster Industries and General Maups, and on the other hand, there was an officer from the Pentagon. He couldn't figure out what grievances and disputes between the two, and he didn't want to figure it out. He just wanted to be his own president quietly.
"Sir … Sir, I would very much like to do as you ask."
President Berliff anxiously turned around in place. "But if I do it, my presidency is likely to be lost the next day."
"Ha-ha." Matticus sneered.
Things developed as he expected. Before there was enough threat, the president would not dare to tear up the treaty and stand on the opposite side of Monster Industries.
Fortunately, he had anticipated this before coming to Nigeria and had made sufficient preparations.
There was no hesitation.
Chief tactician Matticus took out a mobile phone from his pocket.
It looked like a very common Apple phone.
However, after Matticus removed a case from the front of the phone, it became extraordinary.
President Berliff and several medical department officials behind him could clearly see two pencil-thick metal holes in the front of the mobile phone after the case was removed.
In a look of astonishment and disbelief, Matticus raised the mobile phone and pointed the two metal holes at President Berliff's forehead.
"I'll give you three seconds to think about it."
Just as Chief Tactician Matticus pointed the "mobile phone gun," which he didn't know how to avoid the security check, at the president, several security guards in the hall had taken out their pistols from behind their waists at the same time and pointed them at Matticus.
Matticus didn't even look at them.
His gaze was like a king standing proudly on the top of a mountain, overlooking the earth.
"Three."
"Two."
"One."
At the end of the countdown, there was a cold and unbelievable gunshot.
After the gunshot …
The expression on President Berliff's face froze instantly.
Three seconds wasn't enough for him to make such a difficult choice. In these three seconds, his mind was in a state of chaos.
Unfortunately, he had no more time to think about it.
Because there was a deep hole between President Berliff's eyebrows. The next moment, he fell straight back.
The next second, in the hall.
Screams and gunshots immediately mixed together.
However, the ones who fell in the end were not Chief Tactician Matticus and his men, but the three security guards who stood in a triangular formation in the hall.
The two assistants beside Matticus were swift and deadly. They had unknowingly taken out their mobile phones and guns that had escaped the security check. The first thing they did was to cover their heads with their briefcases. Together with the chief tactician, Matticus, they launched a fatal attack on the three security guards.
Before the three security guards fell to the ground, the only result was a few futile deformed bullets on the two assistants.
The suits they wore were obviously made of special semi-rigid materials that were more advanced than bulletproof vests.
"Now, I'll reiterate my opinion."
"Who objects?"
Chief Tactician Matticus looked coldly at the medical department officials who were still standing in the hall.
The latter was trembling.
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