Warlords: Rising from the Northwest Border and Sweeping Across the Powers

The Song Yi family's manor is brightly lit.

This manor, covering hundreds of acres, is the symbol of the Song Yi family in India. Tonight, the entire manor was decorated in an exceptionally gorgeous way, and even the stone path leading to the main building was lined with blooming orchids on both sides.

Song Yimingde personally stood at the door to greet Chen Tong.

"General," he bowed slightly, "I'm sorry to have embarrassed you. Although our Song Yi family has been engaged in business for generations, it is inevitable that our hospitality is a bit crude."

Chen Tong smiled and waved his hands: "Mr. Song Yi is too polite."

In the banquet hall, the main members of Song Yi's family have all arrived.

Song Yimingde's eldest son Song Yiwen, second son Song Yiwu, and several important clan elders were all dressed in neat suits and looked solemn.

"Everyone," Song Yimingde raised his glass, "We invited General Chen here today to thank him for the opportunity he created for our Song Yi family."

The clan elders nodded.

"Our Songyi family has been doing business in Indo-Western India for three generations," Songyi Mingde continued, his voice a little excited, "and we have accumulated a lot of wealth, but in the eyes of those politicians, we are always just a group of businessmen, fat sheep that can be slaughtered at will."

He looked at Chen Tong: "But now, with the opportunity to join the Asian Alliance, we can finally make the leap from one class to another. We are no longer businessmen at the mercy of others, but an important force that can participate in the overall situation in South Asia!"

"Father is right," Song Yiwen continued, "This is the most important opportunity for our Song Yi family in a hundred years."

Chen Tong held the wine glass and looked at the excited expressions of the family, with a meaningful smile on his face.

"General," Song Yimingde said solemnly, "please allow me to toast you on behalf of the entire Song Yi family. We will never forget this kindness."

As the glasses clinked, the whole banquet hall was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

Everyone in Song Yi's family knows that tonight is not just a banquet, but a turning point in the fate of their family.

From now on, they will no longer be just a business family, but an important force capable of participating in South Asian politics.

This change of identity, this leap in status, is what they have always dreamed of but have never been able to achieve.

And now, this wish is finally coming true.

Chen Tong looked at the excited faces in front of him and smiled secretly.

They thought they had found a backer, but they didn't know that they were the pawns being used.

But none of this matters. What matters is that China's layout in South Asia is unfolding step by step.

After three rounds of drinking, Song Yimingde asked his family members to leave first, leaving Chen Tong alone.

"General," he poured Chen Tong a glass of vintage wine, with a hint of worry in his voice, "About this matter, Sukarno's side..."

"What?" Chen Tong took a sip of wine and said, "Is Mr. Song Yi worried that he would not agree?"

"Yes," Song Yimingde sighed, "after all, the feud between him and me..."

"Mr. Song Yi, don't worry," Chen Tong put down his wine glass, and said with full confidence, "I am fully confident about this matter."

"Really?" Song Yimingde's eyes lit up.

"No matter what Sukarno said, he had to give China some face," Chen Tong said with a smile, "What's more, this is also good for him."

When Song Yimingde heard this, he felt relieved: "General, your words put my mind at ease. To be honest, I haven't been able to sleep well these past few days, fearing that something unexpected might happen."

He stood up and bowed solemnly to Chen Tong: "General, from now on, China's affairs are the affairs of the Song Yi family. As long as the general says a word, I, Song Yi Mingde, will go through fire and water without hesitation!"

"Mr. Song Yi is so polite," Chen Tong helped him up, "We are all for peace and stability in South Asia."

"No, no," Song Yimingde said excitedly, "The general is the most distinguished guest of my Song Yi family. From now on, this manor is the general's home. If the general has any instructions, my Song Yi family will do its best!"

He clapped his hands, and the butler immediately brought over an exquisite sandalwood box.

"This is the blue and white porcelain from the Ming Dynasty that our family treasures," Song Yimingde carefully opened the box, "I heard that the general likes to collect antiques. I hope the general will not dislike this gift."

Chen Tong looked at the blue and white porcelain in the box, with a hint of admiration in his eyes: "Mr. Song Yi is thoughtful."

"That's nothing," Song Yimingde said with a smile, "When the general comes next time, I'll have someone prepare something better. I have collected a lot of porcelain from the Song and Yuan dynasties, all of which are rare treasures..."

Looking at Song Yimingde's attentiveness, Chen Tong smiled secretly in his heart.

These businessmen are really good at observing people's words and expressions. Once they have found a backer, they will immediately put on an appearance of loyalty.

However, this is exactly what China needs.

In South Asia, there is a need for such an obedient business force.

"Mr. Song Yi," Chen Tong put down his glass, "the resolution on your joining the Asian Alliance will be passed within three days."

A hint of joy flashed in Song Yimingde's eyes.

"But..." Chen Tong said meaningfully, "Your joining will definitely cause a stir within the Asian Alliance."

Song Yimingde's expression was stern: "General, what you mean is..."

"Those people from the Asian Alliance," Chen Tong chuckled, "are all very shrewd. If businessmen want to enter their circle, they will naturally have to pay a price."

He looked at Song Yimingde: "The Song Yi family should be prepared to bleed heavily."

"I understand this," Song Yimingde nodded, "How much money is needed to appease those people's dissatisfaction?"

"It's not about money," Chen Tong shook his head, "but about ensuring that all important positions in the Asian Alliance get enough benefits. For example, the Indian representative needs port privileges in Mumbai, and the Siamese representative wants the financial market in Bangkok..."

Song Yimingde thought thoughtfully: "General, do you mean to let them all have a share in our Song Yi family's business network?"

"That's right," Chen Tong nodded, "Only by letting them all get tangible benefits can the Song Yi family's position in the Asian Alliance be consolidated."

"I have prepared all these," Song Yimingde smiled confidently, "To be honest with you, General, I have asked someone to draw up a detailed distribution plan."

He took out a document from the drawer: "This is the franchise and share allocation table we plan to open in various countries. It ensures that every important person can get enough benefits."

Chen Tong took the document and looked through it carefully: "Mr. Song Yi is very thoughtful."

"General, thank you for your compliment," Song Yimingde said modestly, "After so many years of doing business, what I understand best is the distribution of benefits. As long as all parties are satisfied, our Song Yi family can truly gain a firm foothold."

"Not bad," Chen Tong nodded with satisfaction.

Song Yi Mingde said respectfully: "This is all due to the general's advice. General, rest assured, our Song Yi family will definitely handle this matter properly."

Chen Tong looked at the shrewd businessman in front of him and nodded secretly in his heart.

This is the wisdom of a businessman, knowing when to be generous and when to show weakness.

And this is exactly what China needs.

An agent who has both strength and the ability to advance and retreat.