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Liu Zhizhong glanced at Madron, who smiled generously. Of course, he also looked a bit smug, almost brazen.

Ah, faced with such a peacemaker, Liu Zhizhong secretly shook his head.

This guy, no wonder the peace talks never really succeeded, got used to chopping first and telling later, not quite respectful of others!

Internationally, isn't respect the premise for discussions?

If you want to say, let Venezuela go, and in return, they give us fifty percent of their energy shares, you should have discussed it with me first before meeting the envoy, right?

But instead, you agreed with the other side first and then came to force my hand at the Palace?

How is that possible?

So, Liu Zhizhong chuckled and said, "Madron, my old friend, you sure agreed quickly, didn't you?"

Madron laughed, his face even thicker, "Ah, President Chi, I was considering the benefits for both our countries! The future world energy market, everyone has a share, and if many sanctions against Venezuela can be lifted, it's beneficial to their people too! Improving conditions like living, healthcare, employment, and retirement, that aligns with humanitarian principles, doesn't it?"

"However, what about Comrade Niu Duruo? Continues to be president, continues to exploit the people? Making himself rich, making the people poor?"

Liu Zhizhong's question isn't really a problem, right?

Madron gave a thick-skinned smile, glanced at the envoy Upeir, and signaled him to speak.

Upeir smiled and said, "Honorable sir, Comrade Niu Duruo will step down from the presidency, allowing the people to re-elect a new president. However, he needs to retain the position of commander-in-chief of the armed forces, that's his demand. If Venezuela's energy is fully opened up, your two countries will receive a share worth 500 billion US dollars annually, haha…"

He laughed, a very flattering, sycophantic laugh.

Five hundred billion US dollars, ah, profits calculated, that's really not a small number.

Madron actually laughed too, as if he saw his country's energy market flourishing significantly.

But Liu Zhizhong stroked his chin and said, "Retaining the position of commander-in-chief, that means Comrade Niu Duruo learned well from some countries! Grabbing onto the gun without letting go, isn't Venezuela still practically his? The new president would just be a puppet, right? Haha…"

Upeir smiled awkwardly and said, "We can't really say that, haha… Although Comrade Niu Duruo is the commander-in-chief, other vice commanders will be members of the opposition party to keep him in check…"

Liu Zhizhong waved his hand and said, "Enough, Mr. Envoy, what you're saying is useless. After all, we all know who Venezuela previously aligned with. Now you're in trouble, and no one cares about you, right? Thus, you're still thinking of dictating a country and oppressing its people, that's really naïve. Since you came today, let me make myself clear! What's Niu Duruo's current wanted bounty again?"

"Fifty million US dollars!"

Upeir and Madron replied together.

Liu Zhizhong nodded, "That's really something, he's worth so much. I remember, the United States also withheld 7 billion dollars of his assets, and he claimed it was lottery winnings? Haha… a bit amusing. Of course, I'm not laughing, I just want to say, if Niu Duruo wants to live, he better give up all power and go on a normal exile! As for where to seek asylum, places like Evil Luo Country, like Turkey, are all possible. Obviously, mainstream developed countries are not an option for him. Including Valle, he can't come here either; if he does, I'll arrest him and exchange him for that fifty million dollars bounty."

Upeir: "..."

Madron: "..."

The two exchanged glances, momentarily at a loss for words.

Madron paused, then said, "Ah, my old friend, are you serious about what you said?"

Liu Zhizhong retorted, "What else?"

Madron: "..."

Once again speechless, he could only shrug, feeling somewhat defeated.

Obviously, he could sense Liu Zhizhong's resolve, and it seemed his attempt as a peacemaker wouldn't work this time either.

Upeir maintained a smiling face and said, "President Chi, could you be a bit more forgiving? For instance, if Comrade Niu Duruo resigns from all his positions, could we…"

Liu Zhizhong coldly interrupted him, "Return power to the people, so he and Venezuela have no further connection. Exile is his only way to survive. If he still wants to stubbornly hold on, still desires dictatorship to the end, I don't mind using other means."

Saying this, he glanced at Madron.

Despair flashed in Madron's eyes, and he shook his head, "Ah, my friend, you this…"

Anyway, no matter what Madron said later or what promises Upeir made, Liu Zhizhong's bottom line remained firm, and the two were really at a loss.

In the end, Madron as a mediator didn't succeed, but he did share a glass of local wine with Liu Zhizhong.

For the first time, he felt that the local wine wasn't so good after all, quite bitter.

After the two left, Liu Zhizhong chuckled coldly, time to rest early, tomorrow he's heading back to Valle.

After being busy for so long, it's time for a vacation, private life is necessary, hehe…

On the return flight, Liu Zhizhong called the Old Madman.

He called voluntarily, but the Old Madman was also on the return flight and preemptively mentioned something, saying that Niu Duruo sent an envoy, accompanied by Madron, to privately chat with him, yet he agreed to none of their conditions.

Liu Zhizhong laughed heartily and said, "You do have a bottom line! Madron as a mediator couldn't succeed again, really deserving of congratulations. But, Your Excellency, do you have any other thoughts regarding Venezuela?"

Trump said helplessly, "Just drag it out for now, what other thoughts could I have? I can't think of anything at the moment, do you have any?"

"Currently, it seems Niu Duruo doesn't want to lose power, this thing is too tempting, but he's afraid of being attacked, and you now don't dare to hit back, don't you find it funny?"

Trump laughed, a tone of self-mockery, "Power is indeed an enticing thing, very lovely, but also very annoying. Tell me, what should I do regarding Venezuela? Really inconvenient without a just cause!"

Liu Zhizhong stated plainly, "There are a lot of drug cartels collaborating between Venezuela and Mexico, so many drugs are flowing into the United States, harming millions or even tens of millions of Mi Guo people. Can't you classify such behavior from Venezuela and Niu Duruo as a drug lord, as a terrorist organization? Anti-terrorism, isn't that something you know?"

"Wow! Oh! My God…"

Trump was surprised, shouted, a sudden realization, "President Chi, as expected of you, this is interesting, really interesting, hahaha…"

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