"Hello, Mr. Soron, I am the special envoy responsible for liaising with you, you can call me Tom," said a person who looked like a professional manager, appearing in front of the son of the Sedel Governor.

The Security Committee arranged for Soron to be received in a suite at a hotel near the customs, and also planned for a designated person to contact him.

Judging from the attitude Soron initially displayed, it shouldn't be a bad thing.

This young man should have a name at this point, and his name was "Soron."

Soron scrutinized the special envoy in front of him, casually nodded, and as he opened his palm, his assistant placed a newspaper in his hand.

Immediately after, he tossed the newspaper to the other party, the motion seamless, and there was an indescribable arrogance.

He had the capital and qualifications for arrogance. As a grand aristocrat of the Gafura Empire and also the heir to a title, his starting line at birth was further and higher than some people's finish line, unseen, unreachable.

Power, wealth, status... Whether these were his pursuits or not, he possessed them the moment he was pushed out from the Governor's wife's belly.

However the Federation and Gafura might turn out, for him and people like him, the future changes were not significant.

When a country suffers a heavy blow, the pressure is layered onto the lower society, while the existing elements within the upper society do not change.

Just like the original belonging of the Amelia Region's country, after being defeated in war, the upper class remains the upper class, continuing a life beyond reach, truly hard only for the lower class citizens.

In many places, power is the passport to wealth and status. As long as one possesses power, even a tiny bit, it can translate into massive wealth.

He retracted his hand, sat on the sofa, crossed his legs, leaned back against the sofa, and his raised toe tapped rhythmically.

"That sounds like a fake name, Mr. Tom!" Soron casually exposed the fake name during the envoy's introduction, so obvious that even "foreigners" could discern it, and indifferently tapped with his fingers on the table, "I want to purchase this type of generator sets."

Special Envoy Tom glanced at the newspaper and immediately understood what Soron was talking about, shook his head, and placed the newspaper back, "Mr. Soron, if your aim is to purchase these things, you might be very disappointed because..."

He shook his head slightly, "Currently, these devices do not plan to be sold externally."

The items are real, but somewhat "immature," temporarily not possible for export.

Many people, upon hearing "immature," presume it to be technical problems, but this view is quite one-sided, not incorrect, yet not entirely correct.

To a capitalist, an enterprise aimed at profitability, often "immature" signifies that the manufacturing cost of their products is too high, unable to satisfy large-scale production.

A product undergoes several phases from research lab to the client's hands: starting from the "theoretical phase," transitioning through "experimental phase," "sample phase," "manufacturing process update," "small-scale production," and finally "large-scale production."

A product is deemed "stable" when it can consistently maintain quality during large-scale production.

Currently, the technology for these new firepower generator sets is mature, but manufacturing processes require innovation, plus the technology does not constitute the most advanced, at least theoretically it has even more advanced designs.

Upon hearing Tom's response with the fake name, Soron's brow furrowed slightly; he's not accustomed to hearing refusal.

However, considering he's in the Federation, he did not exhibit the typical aristocratic impatience, although his voice hinted some dissatisfaction, "I heard that everyone in Bail Federal enjoys freedom and equality, but it seems not the case."

"You are not the owner of these things, how can you make decisions on their behalf?"

"Or is the Federation's external propaganda merely lies to cater to the international community?"

The accusation is quite significant. The struggles among aristocrats are far fiercer than those among Federation's government officials, and much longer; Soren, even at a youthful age, mastering the skill of accusation, is quite normal.

The envoy smiled without rebutting because rebuttal is meaningless.

Faced with the smiling envoy, Soron also knew that no matter how he mocked, nothing would change, so he tried a different approach, "Give me their phone numbers, I will contact them personally; you know, such things can be found with a bit of money, you cannot stop me from contacting them directly."

The envoy quickly gave Soron the phone number of the generator manufacturers, Soron obtained what he wanted and started ushering people out.

"You may leave, Mr. Fake Name. Also, you don't need to worry about me doing anything; I'm merely here on vacation and business..."

"If you intend to send people to protect me, I don't mind, just don't interfere with me!"

...

A little later, while Mr. Wardrick was working, his internal phone rang.

He picked up the phone without much thought, didn't mention his name, nor said anything, merely listened silently.

Despite being an internal line, only board members and ministers from various departments have the authority to call, others are not qualified to dial his number, whether internal, external, or private.

This means that as long as he picks up the phone, the person on the other end knows who is listening.

"It's me... There's something you need to know, a young man from Gafura named Soron arrived, we checked, he's the son of the Amelia Governor, the future Governor."

"He wants to buy our upgraded firepower generators, I thought I should let you know."

Mr. Wardrick placed down the pen in his other hand, simply capped the pen, then leaned back against his chair, "I remember we discussed this matter before, temporarily not to be sold externally..."

Lynch hoped for something substantial as leverage for securing the project; for the two major nations, there are few items capable of impressing them beyond political, military, diplomatic, and technology.

In today's increasingly stable international community, military is not an option, political and diplomatic exchanges were just carried out, offering no room or need for further progress in the short term, leaving only technology.

For a country isolated on an island, energy is their biggest problem, he found a very good bargaining chip, tipping the scales of victory significantly in his favor.

Lynch's and Mr. Wardrick's proposal was to undertake the entire power facility construction project in the Amelia Region, and fully use Wardrick's products.

This is a big deal; for the domestic power industry, currently at a slower construction pace, if Lynch could accomplish it, it would mean enormous profits.

Whether political or economic, ensuring the unique export access of Lynch's products is necessary.

Therefore, Mr. Wardrick felt he need not reiterate this issue and would not change his mind.

Laughter came through the phone, "Alright, let me be honest, this kid named Soron told me they're planning to build at least thirty firepower projects in Amelia, intending to exclusively purchase our firepower generator sets."

"He doesn't want the technology, just the products; we just talked over the phone, he agreed to some confidentiality conditions and secure installation..."

The so-called secure installation aims to prevent the equipment's core technology from being leaked through dismantling; sometimes they might add anti-disassembly features inside the machinery or add an anti-disassembly shell to the main structure.

Ultimately, having such a thing means these firepower generator sets are unlikely to undergo repairs, for once installed, they cannot be opened. Intending to destructively open them only allows for pre-installation destruction.

Such installation conditions are not accepted by everyone; some buy just to dismantle and inspect, but if not allowed, there's no purchase need.

Soron agreeing to such conditions also indicates his sincerity.

"We discussed this issue, and the Cabinet prefers using our personnel to undertake these projects, you cannot solely consider economic benefits," Wardrick endeavored to refute before the other spoke.

Sometimes debates are like this; one can be silenced before reaching intensity, preventing future conflict.

But this time, the person on the phone was not easily swayed, "If we succeed in cooperating on these projects, Soron is willing to act as a middleman to sell our products throughout Gafura..."

"Do you realize how vast this market is?"

"The board would certainly support the alternative method, so I'm just letting you know in advance."

By this point, Mr. Wardrick basically understood the other party might have already communicated with the board; this is a huge order.

Hundreds of generators are worth at least a few billion or more; the board will absolutely not forgo such profits, even if the matter possibly involves some political factors, unable to prevent their pursuit of profit.

Whether opposing or supportive, it's less important now; after a few seconds of silence, Mr. Wardrick sighed, "I understand..."

After the call, he picked up the receiver again but soon put it back; he wanted to call Lynch but didn't know what to say.

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