Author: September Sauce

ADM was completely defeated.

Connett sat helplessly in the office. At this moment, no matter how quick he reacted, it would be of no avail.

No matter what you do, you can't make up for the mistakes that have been made.

The inventory in hand is the bargaining chip that ADM finally attracted after nearly 10 months. The funds consumed accounted for almost all of ADM's cash flow.

This even includes a special budget of US$3 billion taken from the May Conference.

But now, these have all manifested themselves into useless soybeans.

It doesn’t matter if it’s sold, it doesn’t matter if it doesn’t sell.

If you want to sell, losses are inevitable, and with the support of China's large amount of funds, a collapse of the market is absolutely impossible, and market panic will not be aroused at all.

In the past, speculators had enough time to follow COFCO's pace and ship goods little by little, and then fill these soybeans into COFCO's grain reserve warehouses at gradually lower prices.

They may lose money, some even suffer huge losses, but they will definitely survive.

As long as they are alive, ADM, Cargill, or any other large international grain merchants will not be able to enter this market.

The ultimate goal failed completely, and even the previously expected "sub-level benefits" were not achieved.

What he really got was the worst consequences that he had never imagined.

Even recovering losses has become a luxury.

But if you don’t sell it and keep so many soybeans in your hands, what can you do?

You must know that the so-called production reduction is purely false news. This year is a bumper harvest year for soybeans. When the new round of soybeans begins to enter the market, the soybeans in hand will have no choice but to rot in the warehouse.

No company can eat these soybeans.

Even if it is used to extract oil, the market cannot digest so many raw materials.

Therefore, there is actually only one choice left for him:

If you bite the bullet and ship the goods, you can get back as much money as you can.

Thinking of this, Connett made a difficult decision.

Then, he walked out of the office of ADM Shanghai headquarters lonely and walked to the crowded street.

It was the rush hour after get off work, and the streets were gradually filled with young girls with cool clothes and good looks, but he no longer had any appreciation for them.

——

On the contrary, how can a loser deserve a reward?

Not to mention rewards, if he returns to China now, there might be some kind of punishment waiting for him there in May...

This powerful organization can almost be said to be tied to the country's strategy. If they want a person to disappear, it would be too easy.

Can I really get out of that small, dark reception room safely?

Connet doubted this.

An idea even came to his mind:

Otherwise, how about continuing to live here?

Live as an ordinary person.

But soon, this idea was nipped in the cradle by him.

Because he clearly realized that no one would let him go.

No one would spare a man who orchestrated a dangerous and vicious operation that attempted to destroy an entire country's food market.

Therefore, my final fate is actually inevitable.

——

Unless, you get something in exchange.

Connett's eyes gradually brightened.

Then, he walked resolutely in one direction...

…

A few hours later, in an interrogation room of a national security office.

Conant sat on the cold chair with a relaxed expression and answered the other party's questions in detail.

After finally confirming his identity, higher-level staff finally walked into the interrogation room.

As soon as he saw the other person's clothes and demeanor, Connett immediately judged that this was the person who could really save his life.

So, he spoke first and said:

"I have important information. This information may help you enter the North American grain market and get a large share."

Hearing his words, the man opposite smiled slightly and replied:

"Mr. Connett, you don't need to be so anxious."

"As far as we know, the organization you belong to has no immediate plans to harm you - this failure is not your responsibility alone, and no one will make things difficult for you."

Connett had a bitter look on his face, and of course he knew that this was not his responsibility.

But it is obvious that no matter who is responsible, the May Conference will always need a scapegoat, and he is the best choice.

——

But what's the point of arguing about these things now?

He shook his head slightly and said:

"I don't want to discuss with you how the May Council will deal with me, but since I'm here, I think my sincerity is enough."

"Now, I hope to communicate with you on an equal footing - because the deal we are about to reach is likely to change the food pattern of the entire world."

A contemptuous smile appeared on the man's lips. He moved the stool and sat down, and then asked:

"Equal status? Why do you think I should treat you equally? Don't you know you are a loser?"

"...Of course I know, but losers are also valuable."

"Especially when the loser holds important leverage."

"Don't you want to know what I'm going to trade for my life?"

Connett's face was filled with determination to win. He knew very well the significance of the information in his hand, and fully understood that at this time, the stronger he acted, the greater his chance of survival.

However, the other party's reaction was completely beyond his expectation.

"I do not want to know."

The man replied calmly and decisively.

"Why should I know? You have just joined the core group of the May Party for less than two months, and you have no experience in any large-scale activities."

"--Oh, if I must say it, you once played the role of messenger in the operation against our Project 22, but it is obvious that you did not do well enough even for such a simple thing.

"

"So, I don't believe you can provide me with any useful information. If it weren't for work process specifications, I wouldn't come to see you today at all."

"Mr. Connett, you take yourself too seriously—those people behind you also take themselves too seriously."

"This is the root of your failure, isn't it?"

Hearing this, Connett nodded silently.

The other party does have reasons to be contemptuous, but who makes himself a complete loser?

From the moment you walk into this room, your destiny is in the other person's hands.

The only thing I can do is to use all my chips to bet on whether the other party will be lenient to me.

Thinking of this, he said:

"What you said makes sense, but... I still suggest you listen to my information."

"Believe me, you will never regret trading my life for such a major opportunity."

Having said this, the man finally seemed to have some interest.

While examining Connett's expression, he asked:

"Tell me?"

A look of luck flashed across Connett's face. He coughed and replied seriously:

"I can reveal a direction first, but you have to ensure my safety."

"You speak first."

The man's answer was extremely concise, and Connett shook his head helplessly, knowing that he could no longer bargain.

So, he decisively said:
To be continued...