The railway’s territorial rights are of utmost importance.

Moreover, Burma is engaged in civil war almost all year round.

If a railway runs through Nanwa, while it facilitates import and export, should the territorial rights fall into others’ hands, to the Nanwa Alliance Army, it’s akin to harboring rats in their own rice jar. You never know when other armed forces might take the train, carrying cannons, and show up at their doorstep.

Knowing full well that the Li Family doesn’t own a railway corporation, Yan Daiqing still made such a demand. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

Rather than making things difficult, it’s more accurate to say he has another well-thought-out plan.

Because from beginning to end, Yan Daiqing isn’t targeting the Li Family.

The Li Family doesn’t know how to build railroads?

No problem, there’s still a good neighbor.

S country’s infrastructure level is far ahead of the world.

Ten years ago, S country and Burma discussed building a cross-border railway, but it fell through due to complex factors involved.

A disagreement arose over the ownership of the territorial rights.

The current President of S country has married a daughter from the Li Family, which is no longer a secret internationally.

Yan Daiqing wants the Li Family to build a railway in Nanwa, essentially using them as a middleman to have Song Baiyan make concessions—help construct the railway without contesting for territorial rights.

Tang Li can see through these matters, so how could Li Hao not understand?

"So, Old Ji didn’t agree to it."

Even though Li Hao wanted more than anyone to capture Isa.

Li Ruan’s voice came through the cellphone: "Old Ji said, you married Song Baiyan, so you must be circumspect; building a railway in Nanwa is not easy. Yan Daiqing is clamoring to build a railway now, but no one can guarantee he won’t regret it when the time comes. Then it won’t just be a matter of money; it will involve political factors. Once you’re involved, it’ll be hard to withdraw completely."

Tang Li held the cellphone, emotions stirred slightly.

Is it retreating to advance, or is he sincerely concerned for her? She could tell.

She originally thought Li Hao would want her to speak to Song Baiyan.

Li Ruan conveyed Li Hao’s words: "Old Ji also says S country’s Congress, like a vegetable market, is not suitable for you."

Tang Li: "..."

Perhaps Li Hao did not anticipate his words would be fulfilled one day.

Years later, when Song Baiyan was questioned by Congress due to the ’wiretapping scandal’, his wife accompanied him, by then a charming and seasoned President’s wife. Her seductive red dress garnered everyone’s attention.

The first impression the councilmen had of Song Baiyan, once again President after a decade, was one of frugality.

Yet his companion, the President’s wife, was unmistakably a different kind of firework.

This inquiry went down in history.

During the session, a President opposer attempted to enter on business pretense, aiming to throw paint on Song Baiyan. The attempt failed, intercepted by all present, and the offender was knocked into a concussion by the high heel thrown by the President’s wife.

Henceforth, this First Lady earned a reputation as a ’formidable wife’.

The relevant departments, even after Song Baiyan’s resignation, set up a community office at the foot of Fengyun Mountain, specifically to resolve family conflict disputes for residents.

Within a ten-mile radius, the sole residents were the family at Yunqi Villa.

With such a sparse population, why establish an office?

A retired women’s director disclosed the reason in her self-funded publication—a superior unit had given clear directives to ensure resigning officials enjoy their retirement peacefully, preventing domestic violence!

Currently still without the infamy of ’wife-beater’, after learning of Yan Daiqing’s plan, Tang Li did not contact Song Baiyan.

The next morning, Ji Ming proactively mentioned the matter.

"The situation in Nanwa has changed; if Isa is indeed extradited, Sir instructed that you needn’t hurry back to the country."

Before Tang Li could inquire, Ji Ming explained voluntarily: "Sir called me early, when you were still asleep."

If Isa is tried in Siamese, Tang Li will inevitably return once.

Rather than rushing back and forth, temporarily staying at Chiang Mai Prefecture was the best choice.

Song Baiyan was aware that Isa might be extradited, does this also mean—Yan Daiqing’s request has already reached Song Baiyan?

Since it’s no longer secret, Tang Li no longer concealed.

"This railway won’t be easy to build."

Ji Ming’s reply confirmed her suspicion.

——Song Baiyan has indeed learned of Yan Daiqing’s plan.

"The final goal of constructing the railway is to achieve land bridge connectivity, forming land-route trade, which isn’t a bad thing for S country."

"As for controlling territorial rights." Ji Ming continued: "S country has never thought of invading other countries, naturally won’t interfere with other countries’ sovereignty. If this project is established, the only thing Sir wants is the fifty-year railway operation right within Nanwa."

"Now, we just fear the Nanwa Alliance Army may change their tune."

In other words, S country is willing to assist Nanwa in building this railway.

Tang Li felt she understood, yet perhaps not entirely.

Beside her, Song Jingtian interrupted with a spoon of egg custard: "Old Ji, tell big brother to find a way to bring a few members of the Yan family to S country."

"What are you planning?" Tang Li turned to him.

"This is to prevent them from reneging."

Song Jingtian noticed Tang Li’s salt intake seemed lacking, "The railway is in their country, what if they later reverse and reclaim the operation rights? By then, the Yan family members we host can be sent back to Nanwa, they’ll be too busy fighting among themselves to reclaim the operation rights."

Tang Li: "..."

Still too naive.

Looking again at eight-year-old Song Jingtian, already showing potential as a troublemaker.

On the political stage, he’d be an absolute opportunist.

Though the idea was mischievous, Tang Li reluctantly admitted, it was indeed effective.

Equivalent to putting a shackle on Yan Daiqing.

Prevent him from flying too high later, taking overly large steps.

Tang Li looked at Ji Ming, supplementing: "Choose the son of Yan Yingcheng’s eldest child."

Ji Ming: "..."

Afraid Ji Ming might not take it seriously, on the way to the temple, Tang Li edited a lengthy message to Song Baiyan.

This time, she didn’t usurp Song Jingtian’s credit.

Nearing noon, Song Baiyan replied.

Just one word—

Okay.

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Tang Xiaoli: |_￣)) Seems like trouble is brewing.

The shorter the reply, the bigger the issue.

Goodnight!