The air in the conference room had already become as solid as ice due to the fall of Sulaimaniyah.
When Simon bent down and took out the secret document from the seemingly ordinary black briefcase, an even deeper sense of oppression instantly spread.
He laid the document flat on the mahogany conference table and then took a deep breath to stabilize his emotions as much as possible.
After all, what he was about to say was more shocking than throwing a hand grenade in here.
"Gentlemen."
Simon glanced at the document on the table before starting his speech.
"In my hands, there is a... preliminary draft of an informal cooperation proposal."
He deliberately paused at the keywords, making each word hit the hearts of everyone present like a hammer.
"This is a bold vision, especially in the current nearly unsolvable strategic dilemma. Perhaps... it is time for us to reassess the... value of this proposal with courage that surpasses convention."
"Cooperation proposal?!"
