In a conference room in the Tiananmen Building in the capital of Dragon Country, the sun is shining outside the window, but a heavy atmosphere permeates the room.

More than a dozen grain system officials and large grain traders sat on both sides of a long table, on which were scattered various documents, reports and telegrams.

Everyone's face was filled with anxiety and anger.

"This is pure blackmail!"

General Manager Zhang of the State Grain Corporation slammed his hands on the table, his usually gentle face now flushed red with anger.

"Just last month, the Eagle Sauce side was saying this year's harvest was excellent and prices would remain stable. Now they're suddenly claiming abnormal weather has caused a production reduction and are raising prices by nearly 50%!"

Boss He, who is nearly 60 years old, shook his head, his voice hoarse with fatigue.

He is one of the largest private grain traders in Longguo and has experienced countless international trade storms.

"I've said before that we can't rely entirely on the Eagle Sauce for food security. These people are more cunning than the Russian bears. Behind their smiles are calculations."

Vice Minister Li, the second-in-command of the Ministry of Agriculture, rubbed his temples while flipping through the data report in front of him.

"The problem is that we are now caught between a rock and a hard place. Dragon Country relies on imports for 45% of its food, and the main source is Eagle Sauce."

“Since we’ve accelerated industrialization, a large number of rural laborers have turned to factories, and some arable land has also been converted to industrial use. In the short term, we won’t be able to be self-sufficient.”

"What's even worse is this so-called 'seed theft report,'"

Professor Zhao, who was sitting in the corner, took off his glasses angrily and wiped the lenses fiercely, as if he wanted to vent all his dissatisfaction on these small glasses.

He is a top breeding expert at Longguo Academy of Agricultural Sciences.

"The US is accusing us of systematically stealing their oilseeds! This is a completely fabricated accusation!"

"Stealing seeds? Ridiculous!" Boss He sneered. "Our Dragon Country's agricultural civilization predates theirs by thousands of years. Our ancestors mastered breeding techniques when they were still wearing animal skins!"

General Manager Zhang nodded, his expression still serious. "But the problem is, the Eagle Sauce has already submitted a formal report to the Blue Star United Congress. They are clearly paving the way for subsequent actions."

"What follow-up actions?" a young grain merchant's assistant couldn't help asking.

Vice Minister Li took a deep breath. "The worst-case scenario is that they might use this as an excuse to completely cut off the food supply to Dragon Country."

The conference room fell into silence in an instant.

Everyone realized what this meant - out of the nearly 700 million people in Dragon Country, perhaps more than 300 million people would face the threat of hunger.

After a moment's silence, Boss He suddenly laughed, and his laughter was full of bitterness.

"What a brilliant move! Just when we were on the verge of victory on the Far East battlefield, they resorted to this tactic!"

"I have to say, the Eagle Sauce's strategic mind is truly brilliant. Without firing a single shell, they were able to expose us to attack from both sides."

“Do we have any other alternatives?” asked the head of a local grain station, his face wrinkled with worry. “Mr. Zheng from Southeast Asia contacted me a few days ago and said they are willing to increase their rice supply to us.”

Vice Minister Li shook his head: "The quantity is far from enough. And the price is 20% higher than that of Eagle Sauce."

Professor Zhao pulled a document from his briefcase. "Our research team is working hard to develop high-yield seeds, but it will take at least two years before they can be applied on a large scale. We can't solve the problem on our own in the short term."

General Manager Zhang sighed. "Our neighbor, Russia, used to have surplus grain for export, but now they're facing difficulties themselves. Their Far Eastern forces are surrounded by us, and they probably won't use their domestic strategic reserves easily."

Boss He slowly stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the vehicles and pedestrians passing by outside.

“Do you realize this is not just a food crisis, it’s a war without gunpowder.”

He turned around and glanced at everyone in the conference room.

"The Eagle Sauce's move is a carefully planned strategic action. Their purpose is clear - to force us to compromise with the Russians in the Far East, otherwise they will threaten our people with starvation."

"Despicable!" a grain merchant cursed angrily. "Using the people's stomachs as weapons, what kind of civilized country is this?"

Vice Minister Li said solemnly: "Whether it is despicable or not is no longer important. What is important is how we deal with this crisis? If the news gets out, it may trigger panic buying and further soar in food prices."

Professor Zhao suddenly suggested, "We could explore the rapid cultivation of other crops. For example, potatoes have a short growth cycle and high yield, which might be able to alleviate some of the pressure."

"These alone are not enough," General Manager Zhang shook his head. "We need a comprehensive response plan. This includes finding new international suppliers, adjusting the domestic planting structure, and even considering exchanging food from the Russian bear..."

Just as the atmosphere was becoming increasingly depressing, Boss He suddenly coughed a few times, attracting everyone's attention.

He pointed out the window. “It looks like someone is already working on a solution for us.”

Everyone followed his gaze and saw several black cars driving into the yard, with several officials in suits walking out of them.

"That's... Mr. Lu's motorcade!" Deputy Minister Li said in surprise.

A moment later, the door of the conference room was pushed open and a middle-aged man in a simple Zhongshan suit walked into the room.

He is tall and thin, but his eyes sparkle with wisdom and determination.

It’s Mr. Lu.

Everyone immediately stood up to greet him. Although everyone was exhausted, Mr. Lu's appearance seemed to inject new vitality into the depressing atmosphere.

"Thank you for your hard work," Mr. Lu said in a gentle and steady voice. "I just came from the central meeting and have learned about the situation."

He gestured for everyone to sit down, and he took the main seat himself: "We had anticipated the Eagle Sauce's actions."

This statement surprised everyone present.

Boss He couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Lu, are you saying that the Central Intelligence Agency had foreseen this situation a long time ago?"

Mr. Lu nodded slightly, an elusive smile on his face. "Director Fang submitted an analysis report to the Central Committee two months ago, pointing out that the Eagle Sauce might use food as a geopolitical tool to fight us."

"Director Fang?" General Manager Zhang was stunned for a moment. "Are you referring to the one from the Great Wall Military Factory?"

"Exactly." Mr. Lu pulled a document from his briefcase. "Director Fang not only has unique insights into the military industry, but also possesses remarkable insight into international politics and economics."

He spread the documents on the table. "Based on his suggestions, the Central Intelligence Agency has already developed a response plan."

"First, we have secretly purchased a large amount of food from multiple countries. It is currently stored in several ports in the south, enough to support three months of consumption."

This news made everyone present breathe a sigh of relief.

Vice Minister Li even slammed the table excitedly: "Great! This will at least help us get through the current crisis."

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