Chapter 513: Diplomatic Negotiations

"Boss, these countries have all learned to be smart!"

Luo Minsheng, with dark circles under his eyes, said to Chen Jiajun: "They have all begun to adjust their Floating Exchange Rate and have raised the interest rates on interbank loans. This tactic of Soros is no longer effective!"

Chen Jiajun smiled and said: "Expected. How much have we earned during this period?"

Zhuo Yu had been calculating the income with his accountants; hearing Chen Jiajun's question, he immediately looked up and said: "Boss, during this period, we have earned about twenty billion US dollars."

"Hiss!" Hearing Zhuo Yu's words, the entire Wubao Securities seemed to have turned on an exhaust fan.

Almost everyone could not help but gasp.

Twenty billion US dollars? What kind of concept is this? Hong Kong's annual GDP is only about one hundred billion US dollars. In less than half a month of operations, they earned one-fifth of the GDP. How could people not be surprised? Chen Jiajun suddenly laughed: "Not bad. After things are finished, everyone will have a bonus!"

Hearing Chen Jiajun's words, the entire company boiled over, and all the employees shouted "Long live the Big Boss."

As long as one is in Hong Kong, who doesn't know that this Big Boss, Chen Jiajun, is the best to his subordinates? The most generous? The employee benefits of Guojun Group make all the workers in Hong Kong green with envy.

They had been working overtime day and night for half a month this time; what they could get in their hands would certainly not be little.

Luo Minsheng said to Chen Jiajun: "Big Boss, we can't fight anymore now, what are you preparing to do?"

Now that various Asian countries are on guard, although the financial crisis has inevitably begun to spread.

But at least for this period, the Landlord Association can no longer do anything.

The foundation of the Landlord Association is, after all, not something that capital sharks like Soros can compare to.

Moreover, there is the United States, that troublemaker, supporting them from behind.

The United States is sitting on the sidelines this time, and it is also constantly providing ammunition to international speculators. On this point alone, Chen Jiajun has no way to compete.

Chen Jiajun smiled and said: "Now that we have earned enough money, we must deal with the coming financial storm."

Hearing Chen Jiajun's words, everyone in the Landlord Association could not help but feel their hearts sink.

After all, they are also Hong Kongers, and they have feelings for the land beneath their feet.

No one wants to see the place where they live being desperately trampled by these international speculators.

Moreover, Hong Kong is a financial center to begin with; if it were to be impacted, the outcome would certainly be even more miserable than these countries.

During this period, the various wealthy people in Hong Kong have already begun to panic.

"Don't worry. Since I dared to jump out and fight this battle, it means I have the certainty of victory. As long as you operate properly, this time I can not only make these international speculators go back bare-assed, but I can even make a big profit!" Chen Jiajun said confidently to his subordinates.

Chen Jiajun has already created too many miracles; they are almost too many to count.

The people of the Landlord Association have almost blind trust in Chen Jiajun, so Luo Minsheng and the others also laughed: "Good, follow the Big Boss and strip the pants off those international speculators and capital sharks!"

Chen Jiajun patted Luo Minsheng on the shoulder and said: "I need to go back to my hometown for a while. Let everyone at Wubao Securities rest more; we'll talk after I come back! Do not act rashly at this time."

"Understood, Big Boss!" Luo Minsheng nodded and said.

Chen Jiajun turned his gaze to Su Xingbai: "During this time, you follow A Sheng and be responsible for the communication between us."

"No problem, Boss!" Su Xingbai also nodded.

Having handed over the affairs in Hong Kong to his subordinates, Chen Jiajun took his private jet directly back to his hometown.

If one wants to resist the financial storm, the hometown must take action this time.

Although Chen Jiajun remembers that the hometown did take action later, this time Chen Jiajun wants to keep the initiative in his own hands so that he can maximize the benefits.

……

And at this time in Indonesia, the voices calling for Suharto to step down are becoming more and more intense.

The flames of war are raging on Kalimantan Island, causing Indonesia to suffer unspeakably.

Adhering to the principle that one must settle internal affairs before resisting external aggression, Suharto had no choice but to send a delegation to Brunei, preparing to negotiate a ceasefire with Brunei.

Brunei's financial market is very small, and most of the country relies on oil and manufacturing to make its fortune.

And because Chen Jiajun had made defensive measures for Brunei in advance, the impact of the financial storm on Brunei was very, very small.

The Indonesian delegation came to Brunei this time intending to see Li Yaohua, wanting Li Yaohua to sign a ceasefire agreement.

Indonesia really cannot afford to be tossed about anymore.

After the delegation got off the plane, they were surprised to find that while Asia was in a state of mourning.

Brunei did not seem to have been affected at all.

The streets were still full of vitality, not at all like the desolate and dilapidated state on the Indonesian side.

And one could not even see any soldiers walking around in the country, only police patrol cars constantly driving by.

How does this look like a country at war?

This left the delegation with a question in their hearts: has Brunei really become so powerful? Because it was the Indonesian delegation, Li Yaohua still gave them the proper courtesies.

Not only was there someone accompanying them the whole way, but he even sent police cars to clear the path.

It was just for fear that some excited Chinese compatriots would be unable to resist killing these guys.

What Li Yaohua wants is the entire Kalimantan Island, not for Indonesia to die.

If he really forced Indonesia into a desperate situation, it would not be of any benefit to anyone.

Soon the Indonesian delegation arrived at the Presidential Palace.

The accompanying diplomatic personnel politely led the Indonesian representatives into the Presidential Palace.

But they did not see Li Yaohua immediately; instead, they were led into a conference room.

"Where is your President?" the Indonesian representative said to the diplomatic personnel with dissatisfaction, his expression clearly showing he was quite unhappy.

The diplomatic personnel smiled and said: "Sorry, Mr. President is currently receiving an envoy from Malaysia. Please wait a moment. If you have any needs, you can tell the attendant next to you."

Hearing that Li Yaohua was receiving people from Malaysia, the Indonesian delegation immediately had a bad feeling.

At this time, in Li Yaohua's office, the Malaysian envoy was so angry that his neck turned red.

He kept slapping the table and said to Li Yaohua: "This is aggression! Sabah and Sarawak are our Malaysian territories; how can you occupy them! We in Malaysia have not had any conflict with your Brunei!"

Li Yaohua had quite a rogue-like air at this moment, spreading his hands and saying: "Your Excellency, I have already explained to you before that this is just a misunderstanding! After all, there were remnants of the Indonesian Army that entered the two states!" "Then you should also withdraw from the two states as soon as possible. You are acting like a rogue!" The Malaysian envoy was truly furious; he had never seen such a shameless person.

Li Yaohua shook his head and said: "That won't do for now!"

"You..." The Malaysia envoy pointed at Li Yaohua, seemingly ready to strike at any moment.

Li Yaohua's next sentence immediately calmed the Malaysia envoy down.

Li Yaohua revealed a cunning smile and said to the Malaysia envoy, "I can provide Malaysia with some economic compensation."

Upon hearing this, the Malaysia envoy calmed down rapidly.

Those capable of diplomacy are not the type to lose their heads easily; hearing Li Yaohua's words, he asked in a deep voice, "What kind of compensation?"

Li Yaohua did not answer directly, but instead said, "After I finish dealing with matters during this period, I will personally pay a visit to Malaysia. How about we discuss it face-to-face with your country's Prime Minister then?"

The Malaysia envoy frowned; the current situation within Malaysia was not to be underestimated.

If they could truly obtain a certain degree of economic compensation from Brunei, it might not be a bad thing for the Malaysian side.

It would be better than the entire country going bankrupt, right? Thinking of this, the Malaysia envoy said, "I cannot make the decision on this matter; I need to make a phone call!"

Li Yaohua stood up and said, "No problem, please go ahead!"

"Very well, I will give the President an answer tomorrow morning." The Malaysia envoy nodded and walked out of Li Yaohua's office.

"Phew, finally managed to deal with them!" Li Yaohua rubbed his brow and said.

At this moment, the Secretary knocked on the door of Li Yaohua's office and said, "Mr. President, the envoy from Indonesia has arrived and is waiting for you in the conference room!"

Li Yaohua nodded: "Good, wait for me to change clothes and I will go over!"

Li Yaohua was wearing casual clothes at this time; it was indeed necessary to change into a different outfit.

After all, the attitude toward Malaysia and the attitude toward Indonesia must be different.

One can act like a rascal or throw a tantrum when dealing with Malaysia, but one must be tough when facing Indonesia.

Because in this battle, they, Brunei, were the winners.

After changing into a magnificent military uniform, Li Yaohua entered the conference room accompanied by a large group of subordinates.

To increase the sense of oppression, Li Yaohua not only wore a uniform himself but also had the Political Department change into black uniforms.

Cold, hard, and oppressive—this was the first impression these butchers from the Political Department gave people.

Seeing Li Yaohua play a trick of seizing the initiative, the momentum of the Indonesian delegation was immediately suppressed quite a bit.

"Mr. President!"

The people from Indonesia took the initiative to stand up and greet Li Yaohua.

Li Yaohua nodded, responded, and then invited them all to sit down.

And Li Yaohua sat directly at the head of the long table.

"Regarding the series of problems caused by this conflict incident..." the Indonesian side spoke first, intending to redefine the nature of the matter.

Changing "invasion" to "conflict."

But Li Yaohua, as a qualified politician, would certainly not let them succeed.

So he directly interrupted the Indonesian delegation and said coldly, "This is not a conflict, but an invasion! And a despicable one, devoid of international humanitarian spirit!"

"Mr. President, we are here to solve problems, not to intensify contradictions!" The Indonesian delegation did not expect Li Yaohua to be so difficult to deal with and frowned as they spoke.

Li Yaohua let out a cold snort: "It is you who want to talk, and I... do not want to negotiate with you!"

"If we keep fighting like this, it will be of no benefit to either side!"

The Indonesian delegation immediately said, "I would like to ask Mr. President to consider the people of your country more."

Li Yaohua sneered and said, "You just saw the situation in Brunei; do you think the situation in Brunei needs considering?"

"What about the citizens of Indonesia?" The Indonesian delegation immediately spoke up: "This does not conform to the principles of international peace."

"Is that so?" Li Yaohua sneered and did not continue.

The Indonesian delegation continued: "Regarding this conflict, I think our two countries can each take a step back; after all, no one likes to see the flames of war continue to spread."

"I agree with that statement, but what are your conditions?" Li Yaohua asked coldly.

The Indonesian delegation immediately took out the ceasefire agreement and handed it to Li Yaohua.

But after seeing the terms from the Indonesian side, even Li Yaohua, with his excellent self-restraint, almost cursed out loud.

"Are you sure that you, Indonesia, won this battle? And you still want Brunei to pay compensation?" Li Yaohua said mockingly: "If this is the kind of treaty it is, I don't think there is anything left for us to talk about!"

"But Mr. President, your troops invaded East Kalimantan Province and South Kalimantan Province, causing huge economic losses!" The Indonesian delegation continued: "We feel such a small amount of compensation is reasonable and fair!"

Li Yaohua said indifferently: "I don't think it's reasonable. Let's end it here for today! Come back to talk to me about the ceasefire agreement after you have discussed it properly."

Hearing Li Yaohua's words, the Indonesian delegation was shocked: "Mr. President!"

But Li Yaohua did not pay them any mind and left the conference room directly.

The Indonesian delegation wanted to chase after him, but seeing those members of the Political Department who already had their hands on their weapons, they immediately withdrew their steps.

Negotiations cannot be finished in a day or two, so Li Yaohua was not in a hurry at all.

It was Suharto who should be anxious.

If that guy didn't solve his domestic problems and then encountered frantic plundering by international speculators, he would likely be close to death.

Back then, he relied on high-pressure tactics to suppress political dissidents to maintain stability; the Su Family monopolized three-quarters of the national economy in Indonesia and engaged in rampant corruption.

The contradictions accumulated within the country could no longer be shifted outward.

For every day Suharto dragged it out, he himself and the Su Family would be one step closer to danger.

Therefore, Li Yaohua wouldn't agree to such an outrageous ceasefire agreement even if he thought with his toes.

Never letting up when one has the upper hand—this is also the convention in the international arena. (End of chapter)