Working as a police officer in Mexico

The first meeting between the two women didn't turn out as "stormy" as imagined; rather, it was quite "harmonious," with them complimenting each other's kids as being adorable.

But Victor still felt a bit of sweat breaking out behind his back.

Of course, it wasn't fear; it was the awkwardness after a moral boundary had been breached. In the past, emperors certainly didn't care; society was just like that. Had it been in the Middle East, they wouldn't mind either, having three or four wives was commonplace.

A kind of morally... stimulating feeling?

After four or five minutes, Krista Schroeder perhaps felt the pressure too, and left with Little Caesar. Before the child left, he waved at Victor and Belsaria, "Goodbye, Daddy and Auntie."

"Goodbye."

Belsaria hugged the child, shaking the little one's hand, "Bruto, say goodbye to Brother."

Once they left.

Victor wiped the sweat off his forehead. Just as he was unsure of how to speak up, Belsaria spoke first, "She is indeed very beautiful, your taste is quite good."

"My taste has always been good, just like when I chose you as my wife."

The other party was preparing to be snarky, but upon hearing this, she was stunned; her tense face immediately softened, and most of the anger dissipated, "You have such a way with words."

Victor also laughed as he stood up, taking the child into his arms, and then pulled her to sit on his lap, whispering secret things.

The Special Service Deputy Director and personal bodyguard Rohus Mishi quietly closed the door, wiped the sweat on his face, muttered a few words, and left.

Women are like this; you just need to coax them a bit.

Of course, if that doesn't work, then nudge them a bit. As long as it's not within three seconds, generally, you can serve them well.

Just then, the phone on the table rang urgently.

Victor patted Belsaria's butt, and she rolled her eyes at him. Victor laughed as he walked over to answer the phone; on the other end was Casare's voice, "Boss, they've started fighting!"

His tone wasn't panicked; rather, he seemed quite pleased.

"What's going on?"

"After the meeting ended, we showed them around our Mexico exhibit, including the planned 3G network system and Mexico's investment in transportation, aerospace, internet, etc., over the next five years. Many companies hoped to sign contracts on the spot, and while queuing up, they started arguing and then fighting."

Casare clicked his tongue, "Turns out the most straightforward commercial battle still relies on the fists, Boss you didn't see it; that left hook came through, and teeth flew."

"Then what happened?"

"Security personnel responsible for maintaining order separated them, the scene was just too explosive."

Victor was in good spirits too, "They all have vision, don't they know whether they can make money or not? You tell them we're going to invest one trillion Riyal in the next five years. I'll tell you, even a hatred for killing a father would disappear."

"You must tell them about the good policies, especially that Mexico doesn't allow monopoly enterprises; everyone must collaborate."

"I've told them, except for a few holding onto resistance, most are very cooperative, especially Cisco, a network solution provider. CEO John Chambers was the first to sign a joint venture contract with us and expressed he'll move the company here as soon as possible. He really likes Mexico."

Cisco?

In the depths of Victor's memory, it suddenly resurfaced.

He remembered that this company in San Jose, California, was selected as the 15th in global brand value in 2020.

"You can appropriately give him resource preference."

"I understand."

After chatting for a while, Casare hung up the phone, but from the cheers on that end, it was apparent something big was happening again.

Victor shook his head, "Casare is still this rash."

Belsaria held the child, "Maybe, he just has such a pure heart in front of you?"

"Yes, when I met him, he planned to take me to a brothel, hahaha, I still remember how he was teased by the prostitutes. Thinking about it now, it was only four years ago, but in an instant, when things change, people change too."

Victor's eyes showed a thoughtful reminiscence, he couldn't help but sigh, "Perhaps the luckiest thing in my life isn't that I've dominated Mexico, but one is you, one is the children, and one is having such good brothers."

Damn it! Got to jot down this scumbag man's lines.

Although it's unclear how much truth there is in this, after hearing it, Belsaria lost all her anger and gently straightened his clothes, "Go over there tonight, don't say I'm just a jealous person."

Upon hearing this, Victor was delighted, just about to kiss her, when there came a knock on the door again.

"Damn it, why am I so busy?" He couldn't help but laugh.

"Work is important, I'll go back first."

"Alright, take it slow on the road."

Belsaria nodded. As she opened the door to leave, she saw two men standing at the door, one tall, one short, like two stoic soldiers.

"Madam!"

Mexico Counterintelligence General Bureau Director Jeff Bennett and Mexico News Bureau: Augustine Przybylski quickly greeted her respectfully.

"Hello, I'll be heading back now, you guys chat."

After watching the other party leave, Victor's voice came from inside, "Come in."

They walked in and saw their Leader flick his lighter, light it up, and casually toss it aside, "What's wrong? Why did you come together?"

"Sir, our people found Norman Schwarzkopf; he's imprisoned in the internal hospital of The Pentagon, not allowing anyone to visit. Little Bush wants to press him to death inside, and Louisiana has announced an intention to negotiate with the new government, not ruling out the possibility of rejoining the United States if legal rights can be guaranteed." Augustine Przybylski frowned deeply, his tone even seemed somewhat airy, "I think it's a signal; the Skull and Bones behind Little Bush is working hard to push this matter through, to ensure his election success."