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Gorczynski spoke coldly.

He was also puzzled by Hongwu's exposure. Could it be that the other party had important information?

Or is it that they also have each other's ghosts inside?

Thinking of this, Gorczynski glanced at Canon. He probably wanted it too.

Looks like I need to clean the house again!

"The other party has indeed grown very fast in these years!"

Canon also glanced at Gorzhensky and said casually and coldly.

"Let's wait for news from the other party about this matter!"

"but!"

"Chirvonenko, what matters now is to find out the reason for the exposure. Only in this way can the safety of our comrades be ensured!"

Chirvonenko straightened his back and said, "Yes, sir! I'll go find him right now!"

After speaking, Chirvonenko turned and left.

In the room, Gorczynski no longer took big puffs, but instead breathed softly and slowly, letting the cigar smoke stay in his mouth, enjoying the taste of the smoke.

Canon frowned slightly, he is a self-disciplined person.

I usually drink a little wine, but I don't drink vodka like most people do.

As for cigarettes, he basically doesn’t smoke.

"The other party will not let this opportunity pass by!"

Canon spoke first.

Even in terms of position, he is slightly higher.

Gorzhensky just blew smoke rings and said nothing.

Kanon didn't say much when he saw this. The two were not on the same road to begin with, and they were able to cooperate for the common benefit.

Nowadays, all the countermeasures have ended in failure, and a trump card has been added, and the basis for cooperation has been lost.

When he reached the door, Canon paused.

"The matter here is over. I will return to the alliance tomorrow."

Gorczynski remains silent!

"By the way, keep the woman you brought back from Japan last time!"

"The director is very concerned!"

crunch

snap

The door is closed.

Gorzhensky forgot to smoke, and the smoke from his mouth came out of his nose.

Cough cough cough

After a while of coughing, Gorczynski touched his bald head, a painful smile on his face, and a dull pain in his heart.

"Alyosha, it's you!"

"Okay, very good..."

"As expected of the best, Swallow!"

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"Mr. Smith, our operation failed."

Imperial Hotel, in the presidential suite.

Smith sat on the chair again. The difference was that this time no woman left the room, and there was no special smell.

Of course, this may be related to his self-knowledge.

After many days of hard work, my body feels a little exhausted and a little powerless.

So before Jack came in, he was still thinking about whether to save his energy and prepare for the next time.

Without the hard work of playing the flute day and night, Smith's face looks much better than usual.

"Failed? Isn't this normal?"

Smith said indifferently, poured a glass of white wine and handed it to Jack, "We didn't have much expectations."

"Sir, can..."

Jack still wants to talk. Although they are killing people with a borrowed knife, the failure of the action means the success of the other party.

Especially the information on hybrid rice is of great research value.

If it can be obtained, it will be a credit to the country.

"No buts."

"You have to know what our primary goal is."

Smith touched the goblet to Jack, "So what if the yield per acre is a thousand pounds? Do you know how many people are here?"

"Their per capita cultivated land area is less than one percent of ours. In other words, the food their family eats may only be enough for you to feed them for a month, and it's not even as much as we feed pigs and dogs."

"Do you think it makes sense?"

Jack took a sip from the goblet and finally frowned slightly, "What kind of wine is this? Why does it smell like alcohol?"

"Hahaha, sure enough, I asked how the people in Xiangjiang could make good wine, and that group of British people who still eat ancient food thought it was fine wine."

Smith smiled happily, as if he had found a soulmate, and then poured the wine into the ashtray next to him.

"You are right, this wine is only suitable for dirty cigarette ashes."

George poured out the wine and put the goblet aside, his expression no longer serious.

"Sir, if you go by your calculations, even if the yield per mu is two thousand catties, it won't be enough for their mouths to eat, not to mention they are still working hard to survive."

Smith smiled and nodded, "Tell me something happy."

"This is the news from Wade. Take a look. The people in the southeast have agreed to the conditions proposed by the empire. From now on, they will block trade and prohibit imports."

"Also, this is a medical research report from China. It says that in the future, the mortality rate of this disease will decrease with mutation, and after next year, it will become a common cold."

"By then, domestically developed antibiotics will be able to cure the disease."

"There is no need for the so-called Peninsula Hospital to exist anymore."

Smith said, and Jack looked at the report carefully.

After reading each one, the smile on your face will increase.

Finally put the report down.

"Sir, I think we can talk to the Francois now."

Jack said affirmatively.

Smith nodded happily, then went to the wine cabinet and took out a glass of whiskey, walked to the wine table next to him, picked up the two glasses, poured a third of it, and placed it in front of him.

"Dear Jack, do you know why I like to communicate with you instead of that stupid Wade?"

Smith imitated Wade and shook his body, looking very funny, but Jack laughed and said, "Because I'm smarter than him."

"right!"

Smith said happily, and the two held up their wine glasses together.

"I've already called the governor here."

"They will evict people from Peninsula Hospital before the Chinese New Year."

Jack smiled and said, "Really? Do they have the courage? There are a lot of people there."

"We just need a reason, don't we?"

"Sir, your wisdom is beyond people's knowledge. I think it is necessary to tell them."

Smith laughed again, "But dear Jack, I don't trust those Francois."

"Sir, I understand. I will cheer them up."

Jack drank the whiskey as he spoke, "In this case, sir, I won't disturb your rest."

After saying that, Jack stood up and left.

When the door closed, two girls from childhood walked in.

Smith stared at it for a moment, then finished the drink.
Chapter completed!