Under the moonlight

Watching Zhao Meng's back as he was about to reach the door, she suddenly remembered something and jogged towards him.

"By the way, there's something I wanted to tell you when I had dinner with Chen Zhi last time. Could you please include our company's phone number on the outer packaging of our products? That way, they can contact us directly if they have any needs, and our company can understand their needs immediately."

After Huang Meng finished speaking, she looked at Zhao Meng seriously. When she checked the product packaging information last time, she did not find the company's contact information. Last time, she saw an advertisement on the computer webpage, and a series of phone numbers followed the advertisement.

Ordinary people might not click on such information or actually call the number, which is likely to be a scam or fake. However, for the people of S country, who are already in dire straits, this contact number attached to the product may bring them a glimmer of hope. After all, in this age of advanced internet, news from their country is being suppressed. Relying on the product's after-sales service number is more reliable than relying on the internet to save themselves.

“Yes, I understand what you mean. No matter what, as long as the communication is not cut off, as long as they call our product, someone will definitely answer. You want to use our company to release information about their country, right?” Zhao Meng pondered for a moment and understood what she meant.

Huang Meng looked at Zhao Meng somewhat guiltily. After all, what did this have to do with their small company? She just wanted to give it a try, and it would be perfectly reasonable if he refused.

“Let me think about it. After all, such a big matter is not something that ordinary people like us can decide. Have you ever wondered why things in their country are not being published online? Did all the Chinese citizens in S country safely and smoothly transfer back to their home country? Didn't they think about contacting their families or seeking help? Why is it that apart from people like us, it seems like no one in the whole world knows about their suffering?”

Zhao Meng's question stumped her. She had initially thought that mercenaries were behind it all, deliberately trying to isolate S country. "Why do you think that is?" Huang Meng asked, looking into his serious eyes.

"Think about it. Our country's embassy has only just moved into their country. Thirty years ago, their country wasn't even independent yet. It was just a small island with a population of only a few hundred thousand. Relying on its unique geographical advantages and backed by mineral veins, it wanted to establish itself and become its own master. There were many neighboring countries that wanted to swallow them up, simply because they valued their geographical advantages. If they could just bring them under their control and develop them a little, they could turn them into a very distinctive tourist city that could bring in a lot of economic revenue. But their government insisted on being independent and self-reliant, like a child who hasn't grown wings yet insists on starting its own business. Of course, it will suffer the harsh realities of society!"

“I know they were originally a small island belonging to the M country. I heard about it from my dad. Back then, they wanted to become independent, and the news was full of news about them. But now that they have become an independent country, logically speaking…”

"Logically, they should have a mature and well-developed political system and a powerful army, but after all, the place is too small. They were originally someone else's child, but they insisted on separating themselves from others. How angry would their parents be? Think about it, if your parents want to punish you, who in the neighborhood will help you? So they restrict them in various ways. They have an army, but the total population of the country is only so many. They can't have the whole population in arms. Once there is an external attack, it will be difficult for them to defend themselves. If the mercenaries fight desperately this time, they may not be able to defend themselves."

"Furthermore, in recent years, their tourism and mining industries have become increasingly profitable. Aren't their 'parents' envious? Originally, all the money they earned should have been handed over, but now they can only watch this piece of fat dangling in front of them without being able to reach it. How can they not be anxious? So, even without solid evidence, it's very possible that the riots in S country this time were caused by that 'parent,' who couldn't stand it and wanted to teach them a lesson, but didn't want people to think he was petty. That's why he spent money to hire a large number of mercenaries to cause trouble. Do you know what goes best with foreign enemies?" Zhao Meng said such a long passage, all of which were statements she had never heard before. She stared blankly at Zhao Meng and shook her head.

"Of course they're traitors! They're working together from the inside and outside. They want to destroy people's confidence in the current government. Once people criticize the government for its incompetence, then the 'parent' will have a reason to take over this 'child' who, in the eyes of outsiders, is disobedient and unruly." After he finished speaking, he looked at Huang Meng, who looked confused yet very serious, with amusement.

"Take your time thinking about it. I'm leaving now. Call me if you need anything." Seeing that she hadn't reacted yet and that he was in a hurry to get to the workshop, Zhao Meng left first.

Huang Meng stared at the white smoke billowing from the back of his car, still processing his earlier remarks. According to his explanation, it made sense why those wealthy people from Country S would be willing to abandon their own country. It turned out they had found a bigger backer. They must have first negotiated with the government, saying they wanted to rebuild their mining business, with exports likely going to Country M. When the government disagreed, they resorted to force, using explosives and bombings to coerce the government into submission, but they still failed. The plague was probably their last resort.

Therefore, no other country will lend a helping hand. They must feel that S country has almost no chance of winning this matter, and the final outcome will definitely be the victory of M country. Why should they bother to offend them? From this perspective, S country is just like a stubborn child who wants to completely break away from the oppressive and exploitative living environment and create a completely independent environment that belongs to the people of this small country.