The Last Mecha

Chapter 86 Drive away wolf?

The Neapolitan man was tall and big, wearing a black-and-white suit with a few beautiful shiny medals pinned to his shoulders, sitting in the crowd was fine, and after standing like this, he was particularly conspicuous.

He looked very young in appearance, with a straight nose and smooth skin. The aging speed of Westerners is often faster than that of Asians, which shows that this person is really young.

"Oh? What's the matter with Mr. Barons?"

Jiang Mulin leaned forward, as if listening attentively.

"Problem, no big problem. This is a grand occasion. I hope that on behalf of the Breton Chamber of Commerce, I wish Master Jiang's martial arts gym a smooth opening. In order to express congratulations, the Breton Chamber of Commerce invested 50 yuan for the construction of the Jiangsong Martial Arts Hall." , if necessary in the future, we can also make additional investment in in-depth cooperation.”

Barons smiled brightly, and he felt that his status would be very high today.

He has only been in the Far East for only three months, and he has been the president for two and a half months. During this time, the vice president, Russell, has taught him everything, and even pointed out the current situation in time on such a big day, telling him that this is an opportunity.

Everyone has seen and heard the chemical reaction between oriental martial arts and qi metal. If he can pry some of these secrets for Breton, he will be a country's hero. Besides, this is also a good opportunity to get closer.

But as soon as Barons' words came out, the audience fell silent, and the atmosphere became weird for a while. Anyone with a discerning eye knew that Jiang Mulin came to Jiangsong on this trip, and the last person who wanted to see this scene should be the Bretons.

The British Chamber of Commerce has developed from a small building at the beginning to an entire street in today's area. Warships have repeatedly entered the port, and non-commissioned officers with three-legged caps can be seen everywhere. Behind the performance is also the performance that the chamber of commerce, as an independent overseas military financial institution, has deeper and deeper roots in this city.

The deeper something is buried, the less it can withstand excavation.

In other words, when Jiang Mulin came here on this trip, the knife in his hand might have been aimed at your throat, and then he came to congratulate you instead, which is really puzzling.

"Should we make preparations? I feel that this foreigner weasel paying New Year's greetings to chickens can't be a good thing, don't just show courtesy first and then fight."

Li Yinghong watched from the side and clenched her little hands, fearing that the Bretons would come up with some kind of moth that would kill everything.

"Um--"

Song Yunqian pondered for a while, and he was not sure what the purpose of this person's sudden appearance was, but it couldn't be a good thing after all.

"do not worry."

It was Shen Ziyan who spoke suddenly. Although he always cherishes words like gold, every time he speaks, he always carries weight.

"What do you think?" Song Yunqian asked.

"The people of Breton are not fools. Master Jiang cannot be harmed by open knives and dark guns. His Majesty has issued a message in this line of work. If the matter becomes serious, it will become an international dispute. Besides, the core interests of Breton are not in the Far East. Second, The chamber of commerce is not the cabinet, and in the final analysis, economic interests are the priority. Today, the top is literary struggle."

"Besides, there are also struggles within the chamber of commerce. This guy named Barons is too young. He has never heard of it before. He is probably a newcomer. Maybe he was used as a gunman. Maybe Westerners are afraid that in the future, they will be in Qi Metal If you suffer a disadvantage on the battlefield, you may really covet our Dongfang's internal boxing. In short, I don't think there is any need to draw swords and bows today.

With one word, he calmed down the evil spirits of the people around him.

On the stage, Jiang Mulin nodded kindly after listening.

"Thank you for the kindness of Barons and the Breton Chamber of Commerce, but I'm sorry, the Guoshu Museum is not a profit-making organization. In principle, there is no such thing as investment, it is at best a donation."

"Donation is not a problem, as long as people from our chamber of commerce are allowed to give advice in the future, it will be a good thing." Barons replied slightly stuttering, and he suddenly regretted not bringing an interpreter.

"It's easy to say, what martial arts need is fresh blood. We welcome everyone to come and communicate. Xiyang may have a weak foundation in this area, but after all, you still have technology. The core technology of Iron Soldiers is exchanged for my two boxing books. Welcome ah."

"Master Jiang." Barons frowned slightly. "A donation of 50 is not a small sum. The money from the chamber of commerce must see some benefits, so I can have an account."

"Naturally, after all, we are not robbers, and we welcome equal exchanges at any time."

"Master Jiang means that we Bretons are bandits?"

"No, no, it's just that someone signed an agreement more than ten years ago to restore the peace of the South China Sea, and then the warship arrived at Panyu Bay. This scene is vivid in my memory, and I can't help but feel chills in my heart."

"That's a matter between the Royal Navy and the cabinet. The Chamber of Commerce is not the same as those. Please rest assured that businessmen pay attention to integrity."

"Oh, that's what I said, but because of this matter, the foreign minister at that time broke his leg. He asked someone to find the navy, and several admirals said that they just fired the guns, and the decision-making belonged to the cabinet. I wrote a letter to Yuanyang. A month later, I wrote back slowly, saying that the journey was far away, and it was inconvenient to discuss matters. Please contact the chamber of commerce and the embassy if you have anything to do. The chamber of commerce came back and said that the war had nothing to do with them. After a few months of quarreling, Panyu Bay has already become a village. Our Breton's seaport was originally a property of our Great Xia, but it turned out to be the capital of the negotiations in Breton's hands. Tell me, is your country's ability to play football bad?"

Barons twitched his face. He originally thought that 50 would be great news for the Guoshu Academy, but Jiang Mulin did not show this joy.

He was vaguely aware that that bastard Russell had asked him to come, and he also said that he had to offer the conditions in public to show the sincerity of the chamber of commerce, as if he was setting himself a trap.

"God damn bastard, if my grandfather hadn't promoted you back then in Dunkou, would you have the position you are today?" Barons secretly cursed a series of extremely high-volume sentences in his heart, but he insisted on the principle that the sun never sets. Arrogant, he still insisted on saying, "Isn't today's world ruled by the jungle, even with fists, grabbing things depends on skill, but now—"

"Now that Buletian sees that some good things in Dongfang can't be grabbed, he takes out the merchant's side? Then wipe off the blood first, right?" Jiang Mulin glanced at it, and rubbed it secretly as sharp as a knife, " Your Excellency, Barones, I think you have a unique medal on your shoulders, which should have been awarded in the East China Sea War between Breton and Great Xia ten years ago, but I don’t know if you really participated in it?”

Barons was taken aback. His travel and dressing up today were all arranged by Russell. This guy with a knife in his beard really laid mines for him.

"No, no, of course not. This is a gadget given to me by someone else. I thought it was interesting, so I put it on." He quickly argued.

"No wonder, otherwise, I said that those who participated in that war would not know how many Britons I killed at that time."

Jiang Mulin still had a smiling expression, but for no reason, it made people feel that there was a gust of wind blowing behind his pair of dim eyes.

(End of this chapter)