The Last Mecha

Chapter 92 A Night at the Harbor (Part [-])

At night, the street where the Breton Chamber of Commerce is located is brightly lit, and the wooden sign at the intersection that says Fengyun Road has been splashed with paint so that my mother can't recognize it, and a brand new name is written in Gothic foreign language.

Hanging Sword Street
Men and wives in suits and dresses walked on the street in pairs, as if they had just attended a certain dinner party.In the racecourse across the road, the sound of horseshoes can be heard endlessly. Occasionally, you can hear the mellow and swear words in Dun's mouth. It is probably some ocean-going gambler who lost his crotch.

Next to the chamber of commerce, there is a row of several consecutive two-story buildings, in a retro Tudor style, with stone chimneys, prismatic grill windows, pointed roofs, and gables carved with fine iron patterns, making these houses look As if wearing armor, the overall darker tone makes them more like a gloomy old man at night.

Jon Russell is nearly fifty years old, but he looks younger than most Britons of this age, with a wrinkle-free forehead, spiritual eyes, and whiteness that makes people feel a little pale Skin This middle-aged man often appears at large banquets, and girls who don't know him will always regard him as a playboy looking for a girlfriend.

He was wearing a velvet pajamas, with half of his legs hanging on the bamboo chair, and the thick cigar in his hand was filled with the smell of Nordic Roba mountain grass snow fog.

"Boom!"

The door in front of him was pushed open vigorously, and the man who pushed the door open had silver-gray hair and a single eye like a necklace hanging on his chest. From his face, it seemed that he was in a bad mood.

"Oh, isn't this my old buddy, the Far East executive from Dunkou, Mr. Ola? This is a private residence, trespassing will be condemned by our great Queen."

Russell looked at him, and whistled, and the white smoke soared into the sky.

"Damn it, Russell, don't imitate the dramatic accents of those bad actors in China, and make me angry. And this is not Breton, it's Asia." Ola patted the new suit on her body, which was stained with old clothes. Rainwater dripping from the eaves. "Do you have to build the house in such an outdated style? A Renaissance-era flat-penthouse looks much more comfortable than your iron lump."

"I love old things, seeing them reminds me of forgotten times, crowds with torches, stakes, coffin boxes, black magic, mysterious and soon forgotten histories, it's always fascinating Longing, right? My friend."

"Okay, I'm not here to discuss history with you. That silly boy Barons ran to fight with me after he suffered a disadvantage and couldn't see you. It almost drove me crazy. What do you think?"

"Oh?" Russell showed a look of surprise, raised a half-full red wine glass with his slender arm, and gently shook it between his fingers, "Who dares to let our great Mr. John Barones suffer, after all, everyone knows His father was a cabinet minister, and his family had as much say in the British navy as the queen."

"God bless, Russell, I beg you to speak a few human words, it was you who asked that idiot to negotiate with Jiang Mulin, and it was in front of so many people, and now that Xia martial artist slapped him in the face on the spot, no He slapped your chamber of commerce in the face, he was angry at you, this matter spread back to China, do you believe that the number of warships in the Far East will be reduced by two in the coming year?"

"No matter what happens in the coming year, part of the Far Eastern army will be transferred back. You should know better than me, Ola. Victoria's heart is far away from here, not half as close as America's. Besides, I always think, Cumbersome battleships are useless except to show off on the coastline, the cabinet should abandon the so-called 'super battleship' plan, and then devote all its energy to the 'steel soldiers'."

"Yes, yes, what you said is right, now tell me how I should deal with that boy Barons, he dare not come to you, and he is still blocking the front door of my house, it seems that he does not want to let me sleep in the middle of the night .”

Euler blew in one breath, making his mustache flutter slightly.

"In the middle of the night, the boy will go home to find his mother to drink milk when he's hungry, don't worry." Russell's light blue eyes reflected an old figure, and then the corner of his mouth flicked slightly, "My friend, in Fortune's In the history of the competition, Breton has been used to rampant these years. Many people have forgotten that we used to start a business. In business, there is a principle of domineering, that is, try to be as domineering as possible before the negotiating table. If you snatch the truth, it may become the capital for negotiation. I think you came to me aggressively today, not just because of Barons. "

Ola stared at Russell motionless with sparkling eyes, and then burst out laughing: "It has to be you, an old bastard, so refined that you can extract oil."

"Drink?" Russell asked.

"Drink, I want the best red wine in your winery, fill it up!"

"I'm afraid I'll have to wait until next year. I just moved half of my property to America, including a lot of wine. That vast continent is much better than the gloomy island."

Amidst the sound of toasting, Ola drank down the goblet in one gulp, then narrowed his eyes.

"Russell, tell me the truth. This Jiang Lai Jiang Song is most likely aimed at the guests in the concession. The matter of the Qi pulse, the matter of the steel soldiers, as well as the market, tariffs, and trade. There are too many interests involved in this land. Many. In the past, Xia Guo was a soft persimmon, and anyone who saw it wanted to pounce on it and take a bite, but now, it feels more and more teeth-bitten-so when everyone is waiting and watching, why do you want to be the first bird? ?”

"And if I say that to express a little, the clumsy kindness of the Onsa people?"

"Huh? Goodwill? What goodwill do you want to express? We occupied their port, built a chamber of commerce, and parked warships offshore. The dumping of this country has made their dilapidated industries and businesses crumbling, and you tell me now, if you want to show goodwill? Cannons are better than anything these days."

"But this is the Far East after all, isn't it? It takes two to three months for a warship to arrive from afar. Our soldiers are deeply involved in the turbulent situation in America and Europe. In recent years, strange things have emerged in this ancient country , The situation is different from 40 years ago. The army has been restructured, factories, and research institutes. They have made no progress at all. If they really want to fight against their homeland, although I don’t think they will lose, it is probably not a one-sided situation. Frozen, There is no benefit. Therefore, if you want to talk, you have to have cards in your hand, and if you are late, you will not be able to talk about anything.”

"Russell." Ola sighed, with the old look on the drooping corners of his eyes, "Qi pulse, market, technology, tariffs, regulations, after all, we only have these few cards in our hands, at most Lou Ran No matter what, Breton doesn't want to give up."

"Don't look at it from our point of view, but think from the position of the emperor. He thought so hard and sent Jiang such a big battle to Jiang Song. What exactly is he trying to get back from us?"

Russell rubbed his slender and pale fingers, his eyes indifferent.

"Wait, Russell, I can take what you just said as a joke. Qi veins are the national strategy of Britons. That thing is different from metal mines. Every Qi vein is special and irreplaceable. You want to privately It's treason to exchange Qimai!"

(End of this chapter)