Live in the world of film and television

Chapter 1410 Negotiations in progress

Sitting behind the desk in his office, Cutler Beckett looked at Norrington, who was bearded and scruffy, and said with a ticked corner of his mouth, "I didn't expect you to return to Port Royal again."

Cutler Beckett passed the coffee in front of Norrington and said again: "Do you need to add sugar? Cuban sugar is very good!"

Norrington sighed, but without the slightest hesitation, Beckett put a lump of sugar in Norrington's coffee cup, "Try it, this is the latest coffee, from Tortuga, they say It’s called blue enamel coffee, and it will be even more delicious if you drink it from exquisite enamel porcelain!”

"Royer Smith is not useless. In addition to grabbing things at sea, he can also make things. Whether it's this cigar, or this coffee, or golden rum, he has created a lot of good things."

"He is not quite like those pirates, he can only rob. I am very interested in this person, but it is a pity that he is a pirate!" As he said, Cutler Beckett picked up the coffee cup in front of him. , took it to his nose, and took a light sniff, looking very comfortable.

He took a sip of his coffee lightly, feeling that his whole person was different, he raised his eyebrows.Obviously very happy.

He put down his coffee cup and said, "Tell me, what are you looking for me for, former commander? I didn't intend to hunt you down. After all, you used to be a member of the Royal Navy, although I very much hope that you can become a member of the Royal Navy again." Be one of us, but after all you have a wanted warrant on your body, as a lord, it is impossible for me to be with you."

Norrington let Beckett Cutler speak. He didn't move the coffee in front of his eyes. He looked into Beckett's eyes for a long time before saying, "I want to make a deal with you."

Cutler Beckett picked up the spoon and stirred it gently in the coffee cup, thoughtfully, "It seems that your former fiancée told you what I want, did you find the compass? But I heard that the compass falls on into Royer's hands!"

Norrington shook his head, "Maybe what I can give you is what you want more."

After hearing Norrington's words, Beckett became even more curious. He didn't know what surprises this once-downtrodden brigadier general could bring him now, but he still held a trace of curiosity in his heart. Maybe this guy could give him He brings the unexpected.

"Well, let me see what the former commander can bring me." Cutler Beckett said, leaning back on the chair behind him.

Norrington took out a money bag from his pocket, which was the bag he used to hold silver coins in, and now he put the money bag in front of Beckett.

Beckett looked at the money bag in front of him, with a trace of dirt on it, he was quite disgusted, but the money bag was beating non-stop, as if there was a mouse inside.

He froze for a moment, then suddenly realized, with infinite surprise on his face.

At this time, Norrington pushed another wallet in front of Beckett, "I took the liberty to put my name on it."

Seeing this wallet, Beckett was even more surprised. He looked at Norrington and said, "I didn't expect your fiancee to have some affection for you!"

Hearing Beckett's words, Norrington had a forced smile on his face.

But Beckett opened the cloth bag in front of him, but he did not pursue too much into the amnesty order.

The beating heart in the bag made Beckett's heart beat too.

This was what he was looking for, and now Davy Jones had it in his hands.

Now the entire Atlantic Ocean may be dominated by the East India Company. With the heart of Davy Jones, the Flying Dutchman, of course, is not far away.

On the other side of the Port of Tortuga, Zeng Yunfeng also sat behind the desk, washed up and changed into clean clothes.

Zeng Yunfeng sat behind the table, reading the letter in his hand, while Gris Allen was sitting opposite him.

"Gris, I have a more important task for you to complete."

Gris Allen looked at Zeng Yunfeng in front of him and said: "Leader, if you have anything to say, just tell me! Don't be polite to me!"

As Zeng Yunfeng's white glove in the western world, Gris Allen has incomparable advantages, but his foundation is still too shallow.

Zeng Yunfeng knew and knew very well that dealing with these nobles is not so easy, not only gold and silver are needed to clear the way, but also the status and background to be able to talk to them.

Otherwise, Gris Allen would be swallowed by these guys like a piece of pastry, not even the dross left. After all, before the emergence of capitalists, these politicians were the dirtiest.

Zeng Yunfeng smiled, and pushed a letter in front of Gris Allen, "Don't worry, you are definitely not alone and helpless, I want you to go to Port Royal to find Governor Swan, and send me a message!"

"Governor Swann? Can I get in touch with him? Now that he's by Beckett's side, I'm afraid he's not very close."

Zeng Yunfeng smiled and shook his head, "No, you just need to tell him a word, he will hibernate properly, and I will give him a chance. There can only be one voice in the Caribbean Sea, but I definitely don't want it to be Cutler Baker. special."

A month later, at the port of Port Royal, Gris Allen with a big beard set foot in the port.

Gris Allen was sitting in front of Beckett's table. Kabeck looked at the letter in his hand amusedly, then looked at Gris Allen, and smiled slightly, "I didn't expect Roy Smith to be so courageous." , actually sent you to me, does he not trust you, or does he think your life is worthless?"

Gris Allen smiled. For such a long time, he has been in contact with and even dealt with the nobles and naval generals of too many countries. He knows very well what their virtues are, and Cutler Beckett can't scare him.

"The leader asked me to bring you a sentence. The entire Atlantic Ocean, including the Caribbean Sea, only needs one voice. If you need it, maybe we can help."

Beckett smiled, he likes people who know current affairs, "Hahaha!"

Cutler Beckett stood up with a smile and walked to the map, his hands rubbing the islands near the Caribbean Sea on the map.

The Caribbean has so far been out of his grasp, and one of the biggest hurdles is Royer Smith.

But he didn't expect that Royersmith would take the initiative to throw an olive branch to him.

Beckett is even more aware that the situation in the Caribbean Sea is much more complicated than in other places, because there are many islands and the terrain is complex, it is almost impossible to completely eliminate these pirates.

But if there was a pirate in it, everything would be different, and another thing started to take root in him.

If he can control Royer Smith, then his progress in controlling the Atlantic will be greatly accelerated.

He didn't mind working with this fierce pirate, because to him Royer was just a tool to be used.

Now Royer Smith still has the value of being used.

"Tell me, what exactly does Royer want?"

Gris Allen picked up the coffee in front of him and took a sip.

"What we want is not too much. From Tortuga to various routes, let them be unimpeded. Whether it is the white iron flag or the flag of the Royal Navy, it can be unimpeded here."

Beckett smiled, he really liked this Royer Smith guy in his heart, this guy seemed to live in his heart.

As the person in charge of the East India Company, his biggest task is to maintain various routes. As long as the routes are normal, he can reap great profits.

Every year, he has to hand over the benefits to the dignitaries behind him. The more he pays, the more secure he will be.

Ask for recommendation, collect and reward monthly pass

(End of this chapter)