Zhou Ming's office was quiet, with Zhou Ming, Limus and Antonio sitting around, but everyone lowered their heads and remained silent, as if the air had become stagnant at this moment.

On the small table in front of them was a document, which was a document from the presidential office, which was faxed to the General Affairs Department five minutes ago. The content on it was very simple, which required the State Telecommunications to cooperate with the market-oriented reforms and open up communication lines to the Mexican Telecommunications Company.

"A government order from the Presidential Office actually requires us to cooperate with market-oriented free reforms. This is a huge irony!" Antonio smiled helplessly.

Indeed, since it is a market-oriented free reform, then logically, everything should be done in accordance with the laws of marketization, and all competition should be left to the market to solve. How can administrative orders intervene and force a company to open its own routes for other companies to use? This is completely unreasonable and only uses power to suppress others.

Compared to Antonio's sigh, Limus is more pragmatic. He asked: "Chairman, what should we do?"

Zhou Ming looked around and saw that everyone was confused and entangled, so Zhou Ming said: "What do you think will happen if we don't accept this executive order?"

Everyone was stunned when they heard Zhou Ming's rhetoric. Then Limus replied: "I think the next step is to conduct endless investigations on the State Telecommunications Company. Even the Procuratorate and the Ministry of Commerce will launch antitrust investigations and lawsuits against us, so that the court can forcefully split the telecommunications business and line base station buildings and turn into two completely independent companies."

"But we have not done any monopoly. Everything we have now existed before. Why is it not considered monopoly before but now it is considered monopoly? Why should we break up the State Telecom into two companies?" Carlos said in dissatisfaction.

"Because we have the final say on whether to define monopoly or not." Antonio replied, "or even if we can prove that we are not monopoly, we can also make public opinion stand on our side. But as long as they launch an anti-monopoly investigation, this endless dispute will consume our energy. After all, every trial must be done with all our efforts. If we are not careful, we will lose the lawsuit. In the end, we still have to compromise."

"So we have to listen to them now and let go of our communication lines for them, right?" Jennis asked.

For this question, everyone, including Limus and Antonio, lowered their heads. Although no one answered, everyone was very obvious about the answer and they had no choice.

Zhou Ming made a choice at this time: "Since everyone has no other good way, then let's accept the executive order from the Presidential Office. After all, I don't want to accompany the procuratorate and the guys from the Ministry of Commerce to fight a protracted antitrust war."

Zhou Ming finally asked Carlos: "So when will the people from Mexican Telecommunications Company come?"

Carlos glanced at the time on his watch: "After an hour or so."

Zhou Ming stood up: "The action is still very fast. It seems that we have no other choice. According to my decision just now, we can prepare to welcome the people from the Mexican Telecom Company."

With Zhou Ming's final decision, the temporary meeting ended like this. Then they prepared another reception room, which was to be used by the Mexican Telecommunications Company. Because the time was very close, Zhou Ming was waiting here directly. When everything was ready, Carlos immediately received a call from the Mexican Telecommunications Company.

"It's Abeto himself." Carlos told Zhou Ming.

Zhou Ming took the phone and Abeto said to him: "Chairman Zhou Ming, I am on the way to the State Telecom Company now. I think you must be ready and have decided whether to agree to us using your communication lines. Have you signed a contract with us? "

Zhou Ming said: "Even the president's executive order has been sent to State Telecom. Do you think we still have a choice?"

"So you have received the executive order from the Presidential Office? This shocked me so much. It seems that even Mr. President can't stand your monopoly in the communications industry?" Abeto said in a shock, "So now it seems that it is really a very correct choice for me to leave the National Telecom Company. Maybe one day I have to say thank you to Chairman Zhou Ming and Mr. Limus."

Then Abeto said: "But that's the future. Now, Chairman Zhou Ming, you and the State Telecom Company, please be prepared and wait for me to arrive!"

After saying this, Abeto hung up the phone, which made Carlos very angry.

"This guy is really too much! Chairman, you were his leader at least. Now that you have left State Telecom, do you think you can be so disrespectful to you if you climb up the high branches there? What a villain!" Carlos said angrily, "You asked you to wait for him, but he didn't even see what he was. It was just an executive order from the Presidential Palace, and it had nothing to do with him! The fox who pretended to be a tiger's power would not have a good ending!"

Zhou Ming waved his hand and said that no matter what happens in the future, he would have to talk about it later. Now he should wait patiently. Of course, Zhou Ming also frowned because he had some unknown premonition and felt that Abeto made a special call and would definitely not be as simple as showing off.

This is true, because when Abeto made the phone call, he was not already on the road as he said, and he didn't go out, or he could say he didn't plan to go out.

Near the top floor of the Robaran Building, there is an office with a huge open balcony. This is the place where the chairman receives senior clients. The ground is paved with a lawn and is maintained at least twice a day to keep the lawn flat and comfortable. There is a table above it, and a bald eagle spreads its wings on the balcony railing. The chains on its claws ensure that it does not have any real threat.

Abeto and Jefferson were sitting at the only table, with two cups of coffee on it, and two tall female secretary were helping them grind coffee.

Seeing Abeto put down the phone, Jefferson said to him: "I didn't expect that in such a short time, you actually created such a place on the Robaran Building. It's like a garden in the sky. It seems that Abeto, you are worthy of being a genius, and it's right to hand over the Robaran Building to you."

Abeto said: "Mr. Jefferson, you are over-reputable. I just think this balcony should be used, otherwise it would be a pity."

Jefferson nodded and then asked, "You called the Chinese from National Telecom just now. Do you think they would agree to let you use their lines?"

"Even the executive orders from the Presidential Palace have been issued, I think they have no choice." Abeto replied.

"Then when do you decide when?" Jefferson asked again.

Abeto picked up the cup on the table: "I will leave after I finish this cup of coffee with Mr. Jefferson."

Jefferson smiled: "It seems that Abeto is still a very punctual gentleman."

Abeto heard Jefferson's words, so he asked carefully: "What does sir mean? Shouldn't I go to the State Telecommunications Company, but ask him to come to this Robaran Building?"

Jefferson shook his head and asked him, "Abeto, do you think if a president makes an appointment to visit an ordinary orphanage, do you think it should be time for the orphanage or the president to set the time?"

"Of course it's the president. Why can an orphanage set this time?" Abeto answered without hesitation.

Then he suddenly realized: "I think I understand. Sir, do you mean to ask me to decide this time, right?"

Jefferson smiled and nodded and said, "Of course, how can he, a Chinese, decide your time? You have to know that Mexican Telecom will pass through National Telecom sooner or later, so now, let him wait for you in the company for a while. Let's drink coffee first and then bask in the sun. Do you know that in Mexico City, the morning sun is like a 20-year-old woman, and it is the best time."

Abeto also smiled: "Yes, then let's enjoy this best moment. As for the Chinese, let them wait a little longer, anyway, they are idle."

...

Jefferson and Abeto waited for two hours, and Zhou Ming and Limus Antonio waited for them in the reception room for more than two hours.

"Damn guy, did he come here by riding a snail? It's so too much. I just called and said that he was on the road, but he hasn't arrived yet. I think he might have been killed by a killer on the road!" Antonio said angrily. After all, Abeto was just the executive officer in charge of his management, but now he is still pretending to be so arrogant that he has been waiting here for so long. How could he not be angry?

Limus also said: "It's really unusual for such a long time, and I think we may not have to wait any longer."

Zhou Ming glanced at the clock on the wall and said, "It's really too long now, and I understand that they must have done it on purpose, but since he wants to take the airs so much, let him take it, and we will do whatever we should do."

"Chairman, do you mean we don't have to wait any longer?" Limus asked.

Zhou Ming shook his head and replied: "Of course not, I still need it, because I think since they have contacted me like this, it will definitely come. It's just a matter of time."

"As for us," Zhou Ming said, "If there is anything important in the company, we can completely let the General Affairs Department bring all the documents here, and we will wait while working."

Limus and Antonio looked at each other, as if there was no other way, so they could only do so.
Chapter completed!