In 2006, the Forum of Forty-Nine African Nations was hailed as an international spectacle - so why had six countries refused to attend? These nations maintained "diplomatic relations" with Taiwan. Swaziland's ties with Taipei dated back to its very independence, a bond forged through decades.

The six held fast against global momentum for a simple reason: Taiwan emulated America's "economic diplomacy," flooding poor nations with cash until their resolve crumbled beneath the sheer weight of financial temptation. As the old adages warned - weak states have no voice in diplomacy, and poverty breeds short-sightedness. For starving kingdoms like Swaziland, any benefactor generous enough to send aid became an instant "friend." The best strategy? Cultivate competing patrons who would vie for their favor through escalating bribes.

Now circumstances had shifted dramatically. Taiwan's half-century support of the royal family meant they'd never turn coat by backing a coup. King Zwelo, however, sought murky middle-ground - but no one could mistake his true allegiance. After all, who remembered the rose in full bloom compared to the coal brought in snow?

This delicate dance placed Zwelo at odds with Taiwan while China capitalized on the opportunity. Their non-interference policy dictated they could only voice concerns through news broadcasts until stability returned - though behind closed doors, negotiations likely simmered for new diplomatic ties.

For Zwelo, this was cosmic serendipity. Checking his phone revealed precious few advisors who understood such political chess moves. "Old Man's vision still limited," he muttered to himself. At least in peacetime, his wealth remained untouched by predation - though he secretly wondered if history might have made him a regional warlord had circumstances been different.

"Chu Jingyou and Yang Ru are options... but..." he grumbled, ruminating over contacts. Qin Siqing would be ideal if she hadn't fled to America for studies. OnlyMinqing and Fu Xinran barely qualified.

After much deliberation, he decided against waiting for perfect allies and called Yang Ru first. The businessman casually canceled her overseas trip - "Just reschedule that inspection," he ordered imperiously as though dismissing a servant.

Yang's protests about the important engagement were drowned out by his teasing promise to "" (tease/bully). Her flustered retorts hinted at deeper currents beneath playful banter, especially when twin sisters Yinying and Yanying entered the conversation.

Calling Chu Jingyou next proved more challenging - midnight in New York meant she was likely shopping in Hong Kong's Mong Kok district with a fortune-teller's prophecy about impending romance. Their flirtatious exchange escalated from suggestive innuendos to explicit fantasies about protein facial treatments, culminating in her agreement to immediately fly into his waiting arms.

Meanwhile in Jiangzhou airport, temperatures soared above ten degrees Celsius as twin sisters arrived for their second visit. Unlike their debut - when they'd nervously wondered if the "20-year-old tycoon" would reject or resell them - this time they carried themselves with confident poise born of stardom and power.

From cabaret courtesans to film school stars, from uncertain prospects to assured celebrities under China's richest director (their uncle), their transformation mirrored Wenzhuo's own meteoric rise. Now ranked among top five beauty icons in China with millions adoring "Daqiu" and "Xiaoqiu," they navigated Hollywood rumors about him while maintaining aloofness from industry predators.

As snowflakes drifted through Beijing skies, these young women embodied the new generation - protected by wealth, guided by talent, and utterly unfazed by the world's temptations. Their confidence stemmed not just from beauty or connections, but from witnessing firsthand what one man could achieve when money, power, and vision converged.