187: Chapter 187 The Grand Finale

Although the chips in hand were not the most, card skills and timing were sometimes more important than chips.

President Chen Ran gave his final instructions, his tone as casual as if he were discussing what to have for dinner, "Oh, that's right, notify the Heavy Hammer team in the US to maintain radio silence and just watch the show."

"Right now, the whole world's spotlight is on the Middle East and oil prices. The little sparks we lit in New York and Chicago can take a break for now."

"Let them get a good look at how the real big games are played."

He paused, his tone becoming relaxed and confident, "However, I'm the type of person who loves making friends, and I can't stand seeing honest people getting bullied."

"How about this, give me one week."

"Although I can't give you that kind of mysterious technology, I can find a way to make those big guys the US plans to move into the Persian Gulf find a place to rest well and stay put for this week."

"And by the way, let's make sure Youyou Country can't receive any decent deliveries for the time being."

"How about it? Do you think this friendly consultation service is acceptable?"

There was another silence on the other end of the communication, and this time it lasted even longer.

Clearly, this promise from President Chen Ran sounded even more outrageous than providing technology directly, and it was also... harder to comprehend.

Prevent a US fleet from entering the war zone within a week? Cut off support for Youyou Country? What level of intervention would that require?

"How... how can you do that?" The voice from Langyi Country was filled with disbelief.

"Don't worry about that; I have my own clever plans."

President Chen Ran smiled like a fox that had stolen a chicken, the sunlight spilling across his face, and the smile actually made him seem somewhat reliable, "Just tell me, if I pull it off, is the price you offered earlier—halving the oil price plus adding a port—still valid?"

"...It's valid!" The other party gritted his teeth, resolute and decisive.

At this point, it was a case of treating a dead horse as if it were still alive; any straw had to be grasped.

"Alright then! It's a deal. In a week, watch the news. Remember to have the contract ready, my friend." President Chen Ran ended the communication with a grin.

As soon as the communication was cut, Fatty Wang rushed over, anxious and curious, "Boss! My dear boss! Have you lost your mind? One week? Stop a US fleet? That's an entire carrier strike group heading that way! And the support for Youyou Country, how are you going to cut that off? We can't exactly send a ghost submarine to bite through the cables, can we?"

Shen Wanqing also walked to President Chen Ran's side, her eyes showing concern, but more importantly, trust, and she asked softly, "Ran, are you sure about this? It's too risky."

President Chen Ran stretched lazily, his bones cracking, looking completely relaxed, "Fatty, stay calm. Making an aircraft carrier get lost or preventing a distress signal from being sent—there are plenty of ways to do that. It doesn't necessarily require a real fight with guns and blades."

Upon hearing this, Shen Wanqing couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle, her gaze toward President Chen Ran filled with playful reproach and amusement that seemed to say, "You always have so many tricks up your sleeve."

Fatty Wang, on the other hand, opened his mouth wide and only managed to give a thumbs up after a long while, "What about Youyou Country then?"

"That side is even simpler." President Chen Ran walked to the global map and tapped his finger on a few points around Youyou Country, "I'll have Anvil activate those little darlings we left in their network to create some minor congestion and chaos in their military and emergency communication networks."

"Then, I'll accidentally have a few passing, unruly commercial satellites adjust their orientation at that exact time, blocking part of the signal transmission path. With multiple coincidences, that should keep them busy and flustered for a while."

"By the time they figure out if it's a technical glitch or human interference, the week will already be over."

He turned around, wearing that clean yet slightly smug smile, his eyes sparkling. He was filled with the excitement of stirring up trouble and the confidence of controlling the situation, "Besides, we aren't trying to completely defeat anyone; we're just creating a window for our brothers in Langyi Country to catch their breath and counterattack."

"And while we're at it, let the whole world see just how hard the fists of Youyou Country really are when they don't have the US fleet backing them up immediately. This deal is a guaranteed win for us."

"Oh right," President Chen Ran remembered something and said to Anvil's image, "Notify the ghost submarine, stop wandering around the India Ocean. Go to the predetermined position in the Arabian Sea and stand by. Bring that environmental regulator prototype. No need to attack; just activate it in the designated area, create the natural phenomenon, and then leave. Don't leave any traces behind. As for the mission codename... let's call it 'The Weather Isn't Cooperating'."

President Chen Ran's relaxed laughter filled the office.

Sunshine, sea breeze, mixed with an eagerness to stir up another big news story.

The ship of Deep Blue Nation was not only starting to fleece the energy gaming table, but now, it was also reaching out to nudge the scales of war on the other side of the globe.

Although the method used was a bit flashy and a bit rogue, the effect was sufficient.

One week, see you in the Persian Gulf.

I'm sorry, I've messed up the writing, I'm suffering from severe writer's block, and I can't continue writing at all. This book is a failure. I will rewrite it after I summarize what went wrong. I apologize to all the readers who have been following the book.

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