Alien Arms Empire.

Chapter 83 83 Are You Stuttering?

When she opened the door, she was slightly taken aback.It was the first time she had seen such a simple bedroom, or rather, it was also the first time she had seen such a... foolish office.

Tang Mo's office and bedroom are together. Behind the desk is a chair, and behind the chair is a single bed.

As a man, Tang Mo's quilt was scattered on the bed - because Tang Mo was so busy in the past two days that his sleeping time was compressed by 2 hours.

He only sleeps six hours a day now, calculated based on eight hours of sleep a day, in fact, his current living conditions are extremely unhealthy.

But now he can't control these.He has 4 hours to go to the laboratory every day, and another 4 hours to draw drawings. In the rest of the time, he has to talk about business, go to the workshop to inspect, and supervise the construction progress of the construction site...

Therefore, for such a career-oriented man, the matter of making the quilt seemed irrelevant.

Tang Mo didn't realize this either. He forgot that he didn't make the quilt. As soon as he came back here, he was busy sorting out the accounts, and then he watched the changes in the factory staff that Roger left in his room.

When Tang Mo picked up these documents, he completely forgot that he asked Alice to come to his room to discuss business with Northridge.

However, the moment Alice broke into his room violently, he remembered that he had dated someone.

It only took about a second for him to sort out his thoughts: the cooperation with Northridge should be deepened, as he said at the dinner just now, he has no capital to hedge his bets, he is already on the team North Ridge!
It also took about a second for Alice to break free from her shame and anger.She saw the slovenliness hidden under a man's bright appearance...

Then, she discovered that this room seemed a little different from what she had imagined.There are no romantic curtains here, nor a big fluffy bed. Instead, there are empty wine bottles piled up in the corner, and a pile of old clothes hanging randomly on the hangers.

Obviously, the room in front of him is probably Tang Mo's office, and Tang Mo, who has earned so much money from Beiling and the elves, is so poor that he wants to sleep in the office...

Speaking of sleeping... what on earth are you thinking about?Alice interrupted her wild thoughts, and finally regained a bit of state when Tang Mo realized that her room was a bit messy.

"Uh... sorry, Miss Alice... the room is a bit messy." Tang Mo put down the pen in his hand in embarrassment...

To be honest, because of the weather, the room was definitely not warm, so Tang Mo didn't take off his coat after entering the room, so he still had a revolver hanging under his armpit.

In this world, except for James Bond, maybe no one would carry a pistol after dating a beautiful woman... Tang Mo complained embarrassingly in his heart.

Possibly the worst date ever?There is nothing to recall at all, it is embarrassing to the extreme!Alice also complained helplessly in her heart at this time.

Then, the habit she had developed for a long time made her say the most decent words even though she was complaining in her heart: "No, it's okay..."

"As you can see, I'm busy and have a lot of things to do, so... let's start quickly." Tang Mo changed the subject, put down the documents in his hand, turned around, walked to the bedside, He folded his quilt.

Although embarrassing, although a little embarrassing, I still have to take care of my image after all - especially in front of beautiful women.

Tang Mo finished folding the quilt, turned to Alice and said, "Sit as you please, you don't need to be so rigid."

When Tang Mo said to start quickly, Alice almost didn't cry—she really didn't want to be so sloppy, giving her best things to someone...to someone who didn't even fold the quilt lazy man.

However, when she saw Tang Mo going to make the quilt, she finally realized that Tang Mo didn't seem to intend to perform romantic love between men and women here with her.

Because how could any girl have entered the room and ran to make the quilt by herself?Don't you have to open it again in a while?Isn't this superfluous?

But when she confirmed this fact, the uneasiness and uneasiness in her heart immediately turned into the embarrassment that her appearance, body, and heart were ignored by others.

This is a woman's little thought, so Tang Mo naturally wouldn't know it.

He proudly folded his quilt into a block of tofu. Although it is not so standard, it has a shape.When he turned around satisfied, Alice had already sat on the chair prepared for the guests.

"I brought a batch of goods this time, hoping to offset part of the payment owed to you by Northridge." Alice scolded Tang Mo's pig head in her heart, while using business to demonstrate her emotions: "The goods are already on the way... ..."

Tang Mo knew that Alice had been angry since he made that joke, so he didn't care, and asked directly, "What goods? Leather? Grain? If it's these, I have no problem here."

He was going to take whatever junk Northridge brought, so as to appease Alice—he didn't expect that girls in this world were so reserved that they couldn't even take a joke.

"It's 700 Cyric flintlock guns!" Alice said angrily.

Tang Mo repeated, his eyes widened: "700 muskets, flintlocks... Cyric flintlocks..."

Selling other people's arms, he has been doing it all his life... But buying other people's outdated arms, he really doesn't do it often.

Seeing Tang Mo's expression, Alice finally felt the joy of revenge. She nodded and said affirmatively to Tang Mo, "Yes, I hope these weapons can be used to pay for part of the payment."

"What do you think these Cyric flintlocks are useful to me?" Tang Mo sat back behind the desk, looked at Alice and asked with a wry smile.

"I don't know, but these flintlock guns are the only things I have useless in my hands now." Alice was a bachelor, so she immediately started playing a rogue.

Tang Mo was amused by Alice's expression. He habitually wanted to take out a cigarette, but he couldn't find it, so he could only touch his chin: "Ha! It's interesting that you let an arms dealer buy other people's arms..."

"I know this is a bit embarrassing for you, so, that's why I... I came here in person." After the pleasure of revenge, Alice was still a little embarrassed.

She also knew that Tang Mo was useless with Cyric's flintlock guns, not to mention this batch of flintlock guns...they were useless at all.

The barrels used in the production of these flintlocks were seriously substandard and there was a risk of bombing.When the troops of the North Ridge Army who had not changed their outfits used these weapons for training, the bombs exploded and injured more than a dozen soldiers.

That is to say, the North Ridge Legion now has new weapons, so everyone looks down on the old ammunition, so they use it to increase training, otherwise they may not find that there is a problem with this batch of guns.

This is obviously a sinister plan of the Cyric Consortium. They just hope that the Northridge Legion using these new guns will collapse directly due to weapon failure on the battlefield.

But no one expected that Earl Fischero, who had changed his shotgun, would use the new gun for training—even the rich and powerful Cyric Group itself rarely did such ostentatious things.

After hearing what Alice said, Tang Mo realized that not only did Alice use outdated flintlock guns to repay the debt, but also a batch of frankly malfunctioning guns...

Tang Mo resisted the urge to scold her, and fantasized about a series of irrelevant props such as lighting candles and horse whips in his mind, and finally sighed: "It's really a nerve-wracking thing..."

"You... If you are willing, you are willing to accept this condition... I, I..." Alice also knew that she was not making sense, so she lowered her head and muttered a little unreasonably.

Without obtaining consent, she confidently sent these scrapped weapons to Tang Mo, which was very risky in itself.

Because if Tang Mo refused her terms, then the cost of transporting this batch of goods might have to be paid in advance by North Ridge.

In fact, she is also very resentful: Can't this matter be done according to the script?She hesitated half-pushed, and the handsome Tang Mo made a handsome kiss. Why is it so difficult to have a romantic kiss with a long aftertaste?
When the time comes, she will suffer a bit and shed two tears. Tang Mo nodded nervously and agreed--isn't this the end of the matter?It's so complicated... Are you tired?
As a result, when Alice was thinking about asking romantically, Tang Mo asked curiously, "Do you have a language barrier?"

"What, what?" Alice was taken aback, then continued to stammer.

"I said, do you stutter naturally? Or are you nervous?" Tang Mo asked without raising his head.

Then, just when Alice was about to explode in embarrassment and anger again, Tang Mo set out his own conditions: "I can keep these weapons and sell them for you... As for how much you can sell them for, it's hard to say." , However, the money can be used to pay off Northridge’s debts, which is no problem.”

"In addition, I can provide Northridge with 20 steam engines on credit, and sell the bullet production line to Northridge as well."

"Really, really?" Alice felt that the happiness came too suddenly, and she was a little overwhelmed.Could it be that...Tang Mo is a rude hooligan who uses force after he generously agrees to the conditions?

"It seems that your language barrier is quite serious." Tang Mo sighed regretfully, feeling that God is indeed fair. He gave a woman beauty, but deprived her of the ability to communicate. What a pity.

"I don't! Nothing, what language, language barrier! I, I'm not, I'm not stuttering, stuttering!" The only daughter of the Earl, Miss Rhonin Alice finally exploded.
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