The end of the world is approaching, I'm handing myself over to the country.

Murder and kill!

This is absolutely devastating!

It's not that I'm amazing, it's that our country is amazing!

It's not that I'm confident, it's that our people give me confidence!

Why are you insecure?

Is it because your people and your country can't give you this kind of confidence?

Wang Tian's eyes crinkled with laughter.

No, senior, why are you still chasing after him to kill him?

They're not leaving us any way out at all!

The blonde woman's carefully maintained composure crumbled completely at that moment.

She suddenly stood up, the chair scraping against the floor with a sharp, piercing noise.

"you......"

He had barely uttered a word when he was interrupted again by Ryōsaku.

Yoshiaki didn't even raise his voice; he simply spoke in a slow, casual tone, as if he were having a casual chat, with a smile.

"It seems this lady isn't planning on leaving."

He shrugged, his movements relaxed.

Although he was speaking to the blonde woman, his gaze was fixed on Smith.

"So, can we begin now?"

"Or is your intention to sabotage this negotiation?"

What a huge hat!

The conference room was deathly silent.

Only the noise from that chair lingered, making the silence all the more eerie.

All eyes were fixed on the blonde woman and Yurasu, like iron filings drawn to a magnet.

Smith lowered his head.

He picked up the documents on the table and pretended to be reading them carefully.

But the slightly trembling paper and the clenched right fist hidden in the shadows betrayed his feelings at that moment.

That old fox...

I'm afraid they saw through my plans from the very beginning.

However, since the Dragon Kingdom was the dominant party in this negotiation, the other party would not suffer any loss regardless of the outcome. Therefore, they did not expose it but silently cooperated to finish the play.

Those representatives who had initially remained neutral could no longer hold back.

Some people use tactical drinking to cover their mouths that are about to split open.

Some people were writing furiously with their heads down, as if they were recording some important meeting minutes.

But only they knew that the drawings in the notebook were just meaningless doodles.

It's too cruel.

The guy that the Dragon Kingdom sent this time is really ruthless.

With just a few words, he cornered the other party.

To advance would be to invite humiliation.

To withdraw is to be a traitor to the state.

She was rooted to the spot by Yoshiaki's words, unable to move.

Wang Tian silently closed his eyes.

No more.

I really can't hold back anymore.

Sure enough, it's always the foreigners who make a fool of themselves.

He began to rapidly recall all the most painful and sorrowful things he had experienced in his life.

However, those sad memories seem so pale and powerless in the face of this scene.

They simply couldn't suppress the laughter that surged from the depths of their dantian, rushing straight to their crown chakra.

Wang Tian could even feel the muscles at the corners of his mouth twitching wildly, a sign that he was on the verge of losing control.

He could only bury his head even lower and use all his strength to fight against his smiling muscles.

Why?

Why has no one ever told him this?

The first professional skill that needs to be tested to become a qualified negotiation expert is actually suppressing laughter!

This is harder than any professional knowledge!

This is absolutely inhumane torture!

He pinched his thigh hard, his nails almost digging into his flesh, trying to distract himself from the pain.

But when he looked up and saw the blonde woman's pale and bluish-white face, as if it had been dyed, he broke down again.

It's too awful.

It's really miserable.

Perhaps she had ulterior motives, but her situation was truly tragic.

A tear even welled up in Wang Tian's eye as he tried to suppress his laughter.

Yoshisaku seemed completely unaware of the "torture" his junior was undergoing.

He still smiled as he looked at the blonde woman who was completely petrified, unable to stand or sit still.

Then, in a very sincere and innocent tone, he asked again.

"Miss?"

"Can we begin?"

The voice wasn't loud, and even carried a hint of laughter, yet it felt like two invisible slaps, landing hard on the blonde woman's face.

Her body stiffened and trembled. Her face, which had been flushed with anger, had now completely lost its color, leaving only an unsightly pale bluish-white.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, she remained standing like a statue weathered for a thousand years, every second an ordeal.

Finally, she could no longer hold on.

"Clang—!"

With a loud crash, the blonde woman collapsed back into her chair, exhausted.

The chair legs scraped against the ground again, emitting a mournful groan.

The entire conference hall was completely silent.

Everyone was startled by the sudden noise, and then fell into an even deeper silence.

However, Yoshisaku didn't give her a single extra reaction.

It was as if the woman he had just driven to the brink of death was nothing more than an insignificant wisp of air.

He simply turned his head slowly to look at the junior next to him, who had been burying his head almost under the table since earlier.

"Are you ready?"

It's somewhat frustrating; I'm still too young, my perspective is too superficial, and I still have a lot to learn.

Wang Tian shuddered and abruptly raised his head.

Before his face, which had been flushed red, could return to normal, he met his boss's smiling little eyes.

"It's about to begin," Yosuke added.

Wang Tian's mind went completely blank for a moment.

Start?

What should we start?

Oh, right! Yes! Yes!

Meeting minutes!

I almost forgot about the important matter...

He hurriedly straightened his notebook, picked up his pen, and adopted an extremely professional and serious posture.

Only he knows that his hand holding the pen is still trembling slightly.

It wasn't because of nervousness, nor because of fear.

It's because he pinched his thigh too hard just now, and he's still cramping.

Ryōsetsu nodded in satisfaction, then turned to face forward and looked around at the various representatives in the conference hall.

He cleared his throat, and his chubby face was beaming with a friendly smile, looking as honest and simple as a friendly uncle next door.

"First of all, thank you all for sitting here and discussing the distribution of the panacea."

A standard opening remark eased the tense atmosphere a little.

Many people secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems this fat guy knows when to stop.

That was just to establish my authority; now we need to get down to business.

However, they were still too naive.

Ryōsetsu paused for a moment, then dropped the first bombshell.

"After careful discussion and difficult decision-making, the number of universal potions we can offer this time is one hundred."

One hundred?

There was a brief moment of silence in the conference room.

Everyone thought they had misheard.

The next second, the entire conference hall erupted in chaos.

"What! Only a hundred?!"

"Mr. Yu, this joke is not funny at all."

"With so many of us and a hundred doses of the universal potion, how are we supposed to divide them? On average, each person won't even have enough to take back two doses!"