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Chapter 12 - Chapter 12 – The 11 a.m. Video Meeting

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11 a.m., Manila, the Philippines

 In the Malacañang Palace, Leo was holding a video call with the other six MPC leaders. They gave the dossiers of their country's respective intelligence agencies to each other by reading them aloud. These included short recorded clips of the Big Three agents being force-fed by the MPC agents.

 "That was so funny!" Paul from his presidential palace in Jakarta wheezed. "They think synthetic food like ones from China is superior and more efficient than the authentic ones!"

 "Yeah, evet," Oguz said to them while in his presidential palace in Ankara. "I recently drafted a decree to ban any fake food and product imports from China and wanted to strike new trade deals with you, Leo and Paraskevas. Some of my Turkish citizens wanted the real stuff."

 "Hmm…" Paraskevas said while tapping his chin a few times, "…sure, and our border disputes with each other?"

 "My military ships won't touch your container ships, I promised."

 "Okay, fair enough."

 "I'll deliver the Filipino native products to you, guys," Leo said to the two of them.

 "Yeah, sure, my country's primary helicopter manufacturer had an offer of the best helicopters to you," Oguz said to Leo. "They guarantee a discount if you go with a bulk order."

 "Hmm…sure, my military needed a few dozen of them."

 "Hey, what about me?" Paul chimed in.

 "Sure, sure, buddy," Oguz said to Paul. "Bulk order for a discount?"

 "Yes, please, my Indonesian islands are a geographical challenge for my military."

 "Oh, guys," said Paulo from Brasilía after arriving back from Rio De Janeiro by plane. "My ABIN agents are posting the "forced-feed hospitality" recordings on YouTube. It went nuts with the views."

 "Haha, my NBI agents did the same." Leo laughed. "My Filipino kababayans considered it bad karma when they read the context of the crimes of the Big Three."

 "My CNI agency's budget on our agents' food was more outstanding than we thought," Santiago said. "They sourced ingredients at discounted prices at 5 in the morning! We still had leftover budget for Spain for the next month!"

 "Yes, yes, that's dedication to food by 7 a.m.," Paul replied with a chuckle.

 "Culinary diplomacy at its finest," Leo said.

 "Guys," said Paulo, "I went to a Rio De Janeiro football stadium from Brasilía last time, and my country's team lost the match. Scores: 5 to 2 guys!"

 "Next time for them, I guess," Paraskevas remarked.

 After that, all 7 leaders decided to pay a visit to a frantic, anxious Japanese Prime Minister Shinzō Motoi and deal with the possible diplomatic traps by the Big Three nations. The date was set tomorrow morning, with Leo and Paul, due to their near time zones of their countries to Tokyo, going first, while Paulo will hop on his private jet from Brasilía, Brazil. Others will follow soon.

 

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