With this speculation in mind, Cook imdiately reported his thoughts and his leader through his own network of contacts, and the speculation quickly garnered serious attention.
The higher-ups discussed and concluded that the likelihood of Zhang nglong being behind this was indeed quite high.
There were only three possible scenarios for the military support to Tambat Kingdom, one being state-level support, but this possibility had been largely ruled out as the countries with the greatest suspicion had provided their proof.
The second possibility was the action of so international organization against Brahma Country, but Brahma Country hadn't offended any international organizations. Even if there were a real desire to target them, there would need to be a purpose, right? Yet up to this point, no one had contacted them to negotiate any conditions.
As for the last possibility, it must have been an individual's act.
Weapons and equipnt worth 100 billion US dollars—ordinary people simply wouldn't have the financial power to afford this, but Zhang nglong was no ordinary person. They believed that even if it were ten tis that amount, as long as soone could get the goods, Zhang nglong would be able to pay for it!
Furthermore, Zhang nglong had the motive to carry out such an act, and his movents strongly suggested this. All things considered, if this wasn't done by Zhang nglong, then he was behind it, pulling the strings. If not, they might as well stand on their heads in front of a running fan!
Now they were the ones at fault and in a weaker position; they definitely wouldn't dare to further worsen their relationship with Zhang nglong rashly. But they had to confirm whether or not it was Zhang nglong who did this so they could think about how to deal with the matter thereafter.
After gathering multiple opinions, Cook finally received an order: to probe Zhang nglong and see if he could get any leads from him.
Upon receiving this task, Cook felt utterly distressed. What kind of unlucky job was this? Based on previous experience, did anyone who dealt with Zhang nglong ever end well?
You say it's clearly soone else's assets; why do you have to sche against them? Are they not paying you taxes or what? Such a massive enterprise, even if returned to Zhang nglong, could he really move it back to Huaxia? As long as it remains in Brahma Country, what difference does it make from Brahma Country's own industries?
But you just had to privatize soone else's assets, and now, look what happened. You've offended them, and when pushed to the brink, they directly join your enemies against you—is this the situation you wanted?
This clearly wasn't Cook's idea, but he had to clean up this ss, cursing the ancestors of those politicians in his heart.
But there was no helping it. Even as a bureau chief, in a departnt with little real power, he was still just a lowly worker, who could only silently take orders from the higher-ups.
Cook reluctantly dialed Zhang nglong's number, but his mind was still searching for the right words—how should he start? Should he just outright ask if this was Zhang nglong's doing? It would be strange if Zhang nglong admitted it.
Shoot the breeze about family and personal matters? He wasn't friends with Zhang nglong and any person with half a brain wouldn't use such an approach to communicate.
But the call had already gone through, and Cook could no longer ponder.
"Hello, I am Zhang nglong!" Zhang nglong carried a what-do-you-want-to-talk-about expression through the phone. He was completely aware of everything Brahma Country had been doing these past few days and knew they had begun to suspect him.
But Zhang nglong was not flustered because he hadn't left any traceable evidence regarding the matter. Furthermore, he couldn't wait for the people from Brahma Country to co to him. If they put up with it silently, where would he vent his frustration?
"Mr. Zhang, hello, this is Cook. We had been in contact a while back."
"Oh, Cook?" Zhang nglong began to blather, "How about the proposal I made last ti? Your Apple Inc. is now valued at 2.1 trillion US dollars, I offered to buy it for 3 trillion dollars—a price that's quite sincere, and I'd pay in cash, all at once!"
Cook was bewildered on his end, thinking what nonsense this was. He was Cook, the Public Notary Bureau Director from Brahma Country, not that Cook from Arica who sold phones. Even if you couldn't distinguish the nas, you should at least be able to tell the difference between English and the language of Brahma Country, right?
Buying Apple Inc. for 3 trillion dollars in cash—whom are you trying to impress with such grandiosity?
"Mr. Zhang, I am the Cook from Brahma Country's Public Notary Bureau, not the Cook you just ntioned." Knowing that Zhang nglong was doing this on purpose, Cook could only silently endure.
"Oh, oh, oh, hahaha, sorry Mr. Cook, I've been busy acquiring Apple Inc. and accidentally mistook soone for you," Zhang nglong said without an ounce of apology. "May I ask why Mr. Cook is looking for ? Did you find that will?"
"Mr. Zhang, I've made myself perfectly clear that there's no such will to begin with, so there's nothing to find, is there?"
"Then why are you bothering ? Idiot, wasting my ti!" With that, Zhang nglong hung up the phone.
Cook was on the verge of tears at the other end, wondering if this person was trained in face-changing. How could he switch attitudes so abruptly? Couldn't he give soone the ti it takes to sing a song to talk?
At this mont, he really felt like quitting, but he had no choice and had to steel himself to call Zhang nglong again.
"Mr. Zhang, this is Cook, I just..."
"Oh, Mr. Cook? Ahaha, I just had a call from an idiot with the exact sa na as yours, I almost mistook him for you."
Cook felt a vein throbbing on his forehead as he suppressed the urge to commit murder and spoke in a low voice, "Mr. Zhang, I am the sa Cook who called you just now."
"Why the hell is it you again, don't bother
if there's nothing important, I'm on my way to acquire Apple Inc.!"
"Wait, Mr. Zhang, please don't hang up," Cook hurriedly said, "I really have never seen the will you ntioned, but I promise, if it really exists, I will make every effort to find it for you!"
"Why didn't you say so sooner?" Zhang nglong sneered, "Now, what do you want with ? I'm very busy, I have a big deal worth three trillion US dollars to discuss."
Cook was going insane. Could they please stop ntioning buying Apple Inc. and throwing around figures like three trillion US dollars in cash? Even the entire wealth of the Mahalast Family didn't amount to three trillion US dollars. He suspected this was so kind of hint.
"Mr. Zhang, I heard you left Brahma Country recently for a trip to Xuli?"
"Yeah, so what? I'm not a citizen of your country, why do you care where I go?"
"Mr. Zhang, that place is so dangerous with constant warfare, what were you doing there?"
"Nonsense, I was there for tourism, what else?" Zhang nglong said unapologetically, "I bought a new villa that I wanted to redecorate and wanted to reference Xuli's style, is that not okay?"
Cook was speechless. He knew about styles like Northern European, diterranean, Arican, and Japanese, but had never heard of Xuli style. Was it a style where everything was in ruins?
Are you insane? Who in their right mind would want to live in a house styled like that?
"Mr. Zhang, are you aware of the recent conflict between our country and the Tambat Kingdom?"
"Of course, didn't you guys get walloped? The prisoners of war were even dragged to the front line, dressed up in won's clothing, stood on their heads while washing their hair and eating instant noodles, smoked backwards and drank ash water. It was hilarious!"
"Laughing at your mother? If this has nothing to do with you, I'd do anything backwards myself!" Cook said, clenching his fist as he listened to Zhang nglong's irritating voice.
"Mr. Zhang, surely this matter doesn't involve you, does it?"
After a few seconds of silence, Zhang nglong spoke with a tone of grievance, "Mr. Cook, you can eat whatever crap you want but you can't just say anything. Do you have evidence?"
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