Chapter 381: Sean the Lobbyist

"As a responsible power, I think it is inconvenient for the United States to express any opinion without a clear understanding of the specific course of events in Morocco."

"Yes, the dispute between Morocco and Western Sahara has a long history, and many of them have no verifiable history, and specific resolutions should wait for the United Nations to make a resolution, not by a few people or a few countries."

"As we all know, the United States never interferes in the internal affairs of other countries without reason!"

"Of course, this is not to say that the Umbrella Company violated the law, the United States Government did not characterize the Western Sahara Front as a terrorist or anti-government force, this is an internal Berber dispute, so the Umbrella Company's actions are essentially a commercial activity,"

"No one can predict the future, and we are looking at whether to stop this commercial agreement from a national point of view."

……

Reagan openly stood up and made a speech, ostensibly talking about the umbrella, but in fact, when he really knew how to listen to it, he knew that the focus was on the decision of a few countries.

This is called, small things to hold a meeting, big things to hold a small meeting, nonsense to talk about business, serious things to talk nonsense.

What is politics? JPG

On the same night that Reagan was interviewed, Sean returned to Laayoune again.

This time it landed directly at Laayoune Airport, which was still under occupation by the Western Sahara Front.

On the night of his arrival, Sean called the Great Elder of the People's Formation, Salem Ould Lesa, "You should know about it. ”

Salemu's face was extremely ugly, and he looked up at Sean, "The U.S. Congress stopped this commercial contract?" ”

"Not yet, there is a buffer time." Sean said.

Salemu's face was flushed, and the veins on his head were bruised, and the Western Sahara Front finally ushered in spring, but once the umbrella retreated, with the existing strength of the Western Sahara Front, it would not be able to stop the Moroccan counterattack at all.

Especially now that France and Spain are intervening.

"Is there no room for redemption?" Salemu looked up at Sean with a look of unwillingness.

Sean smashed his mouth, "I also hope that there is room for redemption, but it's difficult, you have to understand, you are naturally insufficient, the population is too small, to be honest, even if Western Sahara is handed over to you, you can't complete the development." ”

"And it's not for me to decide, I'm willing to fight for you, after all, I have interests in Western Sahara, but in the end it depends on how much you have to pay."

"I don't know what else Cesar has to give!" Salemu's face was ugly.

Sean shrugged, "All I can say is, at least, the agreement I signed with you before is still valid, and you can still get the 8% profit." ”

Salemu's eyes lit up, then dimmed again, and that was the only bit of good news.

After Salemu left, Sean gave Armstrong another command, and soon, Prince Moulay Sidi, who was stationed on the Moroccan-Layoune border, received news that Sean wanted to see him.

……

Moulay Sidi, who received the notification from his henchmen, was stunned, "That devil wants to see me?" ”

"What does he want to do?"

"Humiliate me, or take the opportunity to kill me!" Moulay Sidi's face was not very good, and his mouth was scolding, after all, it was the man who defeated the Moroccan army and defeated his king's dream.

Although he knew it wasn't that simple.

After venting, Moulay Sidi quietly changed into a normal military uniform and walked out of the room with a black face.

Each commander's room will have a set of regular military uniforms with a mysterious function......

Obviously, Prince Moulay Sidi is still very honest, and of course, more importantly, he can't find a reason for Sean to secretly harm him.

Arriving at the seashore, getting on the boat, going out to sea, a dozen nautical miles away, several warships surrounded the city in a large circle, and a yacht was moored in the circle.

Seeing this scene, Prince Moulay Sidi's whole body trembled, it was too much.

Leaned in, got on the boat, the escorted Moroccan army was all stopped outside, and Moulay Sidi didn't say anything, now this meeting, is there any difference whether you bring people or not?

Killing someone is nothing more than a few more bullets.

Arriving on deck, Mullay Siddy saw Sean, wearing only a pair of shorts and sunglasses, lying on a beach chair.

The muscles are covered with sunscreen, the tubing is shiny, and the body is young and healthy.

"Prince Moulay Sidi!" Sean didn't get up, just pushed his sunglasses to his forehead and waved hello with a bright smile.

It's like treating an old friend.

Moulay Sidi stood in place, a little stiff for a while, he didn't know what attitude to use to face Sean, whether it was a military negotiation or a political negotiation, even if it was an informal meeting, it was not like this!

Is it familiar?

"Alright, Prince Moulay Sidi, don't look bitter and hateful, it was just a game before, just a little memorable fragment of life, it's not worth taking to heart." Sean smiled and pointed to the beach chair next to him, "Relax, time is precious to us, isn't everything we do to make ourselves happy?" ”

Mullay Sidi exhaled heavily, Sean's attitude, if he showed that he cared so much, it seemed that he had no self-cultivation and no bearing.

Cleaning up his mood, he took off his military uniform, changed into shorts on the deck, and then lay on the beach chair with a palm-wide chest guard.

Grabbed an open iced coconut next to him and took a sip hard, looking up at the clear blue sky, his mood was inexplicably better.

How long has it been since I've been so relaxed?

He doesn't even remember it himself.

After lying down for a long time, Sean's voice came faintly, "Do you know what Muhammad went to France to talk about?" ”

"What do you mean?" Sean said this, and Moulay Sidi knew that it was not possible to simply get Europeans to support him on the throne and interfere in the war.

"The French want Mohammed to join the European Community unconditionally after registration, of course, it is okay not to join, sign an association agreement, accelerate privatization and opening up, open up capital flows, and establish a free trade zone."

"What!" Mullay Sidi, who had just relaxed his mood, jumped up and looked at Sean, his face was extremely ugly, "Are you sure!" ”

"Otherwise, why do you think France jumped out at this time, whether it is joining the European Community or signing an association agreement, France has a first-mover advantage, and will further control the Moroccan economy and politics, you will not deny this." Sean's tone was light, but to Mullay Siddy's ears it wasn't like that.

The official language of Morocco is Arabic, but the lingua franca is French, and the two countries have a frequent flow of people, European countries, accounting for 71% of Morocco's total imports and exports, and France is Morocco's largest trading partner.

At the same time, Central Africa and West Africa are both the traditional sphere of influence of France, the African franc zone, and France has always wanted to open up a land passage to the central and western regions.

For a variety of reasons, France is desperate for Morocco to open up closely.