"What! Nine-one!!!"
Ye Zhenli slammed the table forcefully and stood up, glaring angrily at the fellow across from him wearing the Brigadier General insignia.
Beside him, Ye Jinghua, not understanding English, also stood up, glaring fiercely with his bulging eyes.
"Please calm down, Ye, this is The Pentagon, not the Suriname wilderness." The Brigadier General calmly looked at him and said.
Ye Zhenli had actually expected the military reception to not be too high-profile, but a Brigadier General?
There are nearly 400 brigadier generals in the United States.
And it's in a rather secluded meeting room at The Pentagon, without even any refreshments.
American arrogance is engraved in the bones.
"You must understand that without you, we can still do it. We just don't want to make it so ugly."
The Brigadier General placed his hand on the chair, "It's not you giving us the opportunity to cooperate, it's us giving you the opportunity."
