Chapter 83: 83Are you stuttering?
Chapter 83 83 Are you stuttering?
When she opened the door, she was slightly stunned. It was the first time she had seen such a simple bedroom, or in other words, it was also the first time she had seen such a...confused 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 reduced to 2 hours.
He now only sleeps six hours a day. Calculated based on eight hours of sleep a day, his current life is actually extremely unhealthy.
But he can't control that now. He has 4 hours to go to the laboratory every day, and another 4 hours to draw drawings. The rest of the time he has to discuss business, inspect the workshop, and supervise the construction progress of the construction site...
So, for such a career-oriented man, folding quilts seems to be irrelevant.
Tang Mo didn't realize this either. He forgot that he didn't fold the quilt. As soon as he got back here, he was busy sorting out the accounts, and then looked at the changes in factory personnel 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 the business with Beiling.
However, when Alice broke into his room with some violence, he remembered that he had made an appointment with someone.
It only took about a second for him to sort out his thoughts: Cooperation with Beiling should be deepened. Just like what he said at the dinner just now, he did not have the capital to hedge his bets. He had already taken sides. Beiling!
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 thought. There are no romantic curtains or a big fluffy bed here. Instead, there are empty wine bottles piled in the corners, 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 made so much money from Beiling and Elf, is so miserable that he has to sleep in the office...
Speaking of sleep...what are you thinking about? Alice interrupted her random thoughts and finally regained some composure when Tang Mo realized that her room was a bit messy.
"Uh... I'm sorry, Miss Alice... the room is a bit messy." Tang Mo put down the pen in his hand awkwardly...
To be honest, due to the weather, the room was definitely not warm inside, so Tang Mo didn't take off his coat after entering the room, so he still had a revolver hanging under his arm.
In this world, except for James Bond, probably no one would carry a pistol after dating a beautiful woman... Tang Mo complained in embarrassment in his heart.
This is probably the worst date ever, right? There was nothing to remember at all, it was extremely embarrassing! At this time, Alice also complained helplessly in her heart.
Then, the habit she had developed for a long time made her say the most decent words even if she was complaining in her heart: "No, it doesn't matter..."
"As you can see, I'm quite 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 hands, turned around, walked to the bed, and folded He picked up his quilt.
Although I am embarrassed, even though I am a little embarrassed, I still have to take care of my image a little bit - especially in front of beautiful women.
As Tang Mo folded the quilt, he turned back to Alice and said, "Sit wherever you want, you don't need to be so formal."
When she heard Tang Mo say to start quickly, Alice almost cried - she really didn't want to hand over her most beautiful things to someone...to a lazy man who couldn't even fold the quilt in such a sloppy way.
However, when she saw Tang Mo folding the quilt, she finally realized that it seemed that Tang Mo did not intend to perform a romantic love between a man and a woman with her here.
Because there are girls who have entered the room and they run to fold the quilt by themselves? Aren't you going to open it again soon? Isn't this unnecessary?
But when she confirmed this fact, the uneasiness and uneasiness in her heart immediately turned into the shame that her appearance, body, and heart were ignored.
This is a woman's little thought, and Tang Mo will naturally not know about it.
He proudly folded his quilt into a tofu block. Although it was not quite standard, it had a decent shape. When he turned back with satisfaction, 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 Beiling owes you." Alice scolded Tang Mo Zhutou in her heart, and used 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. He asked directly: "What kind of goods? Leather? Grain? If it is these, there is no problem with me." He was ready to take it regardless of Beiling. Whatever junk came in, he kept it all to calm Alice down - he didn't expect that girls in this world were so reserved that they couldn't even make a joke.
"It's 700 Cyric flintlock guns!" Alice said angrily.
Tang Mo repeated, his eyes widening: "700 muskets, flintlock guns... Cyric flintlock guns..."
Selling other people's arms is what he has been doing all his life...but buying other people's outdated arms is something he really doesn't do often.
Seeing Tang Mo's expression, Alice finally felt the pleasure of getting revenge. She nodded and affirmed to Tang Mo: "Yes, I hope I can use these weapons to pay off part of the payment."
"What do you think these Cyric flintlock guns are of use to me?" Tang Mo sat back behind the desk and asked Alice with a wry smile.
"I don't know either, but the only useless things I have in my hands now are these flintlock guns." Alice was a bachelor, so she immediately started acting rogue.
Tang Mo was amused by Alice's expression. He wanted to take out a cigarette out of habit, but didn't realize it. He could only touch his chin: "Ha! You let an arms dealer buy other people's arms... interesting."
"I know this is a bit embarrassing for you, so, that's why I...I came here in person." After the pleasure of revenge passed, Alice was still a little embarrassed.
She also knew that Tang Mo’s flintlock guns from Sirik were useless, not to mention these flintlock guns... they were useless at all.
The barrels produced for these flintlock muskets were seriously substandard and there was a risk of the chamber exploding. When the troops of the Northridge Corps who had not changed their uniforms were training with these weapons, more than a dozen soldiers were injured by the explosion.
In other words, the Northridge Corps now has new weapons, so everyone looks down on the old ammunition, so they took them and increased their training intensity. Otherwise, they might not necessarily find that there is something wrong with these guns.
This is obviously a sinister plan of the Cyric Consortium. They hope that on the battlefield, the Northridge Regiment using these new guns will collapse directly due to weapon failure.
But no one expected that Count Fischerot, who had replaced his shotgun with a cannon, would use the new gun for training—even the wealthy Cyric Consortium itself rarely did such ostentatious things.
After listening to what Alice said, Tang Mo realized that Alice not only wanted to use outdated flintlock guns to pay off the debt, but also a batch of malfunctioning guns...
Tang Mo resisted the urge to curse and fantasized about a series of unrelated props such as candles for lighting and whips for riding horses. Finally he lamented: "It's such a nerve-wracking thing..."
"You...if you are willing, you are willing to accept this condition...I, I..." Alice also knew that she was unreasonable, so she lowered her head and muttered a little unreasonably.
She confidently sent these scrapped weapons to Tang Mo without obtaining permission, which was very risky in itself.
Because if Tang Mo rejects her conditions, the cost of transporting the goods may have to be paid by Beiling.
She was actually very resentful: Couldn't this matter go according to the script? She half-pushed and half-nudged, and the handsome Tang Mo gave her a free and unrestrained kiss. Why is it so difficult to give a romantic kiss that will last forever?
When the time comes, she suffers a little loss and sheds a few tears. Tang Mo nervously nods and agrees - isn't this the end of the matter? It’s so complicated...are you tired?
As a result, just when Alice was thinking about romance, she heard Tang Mo ask curiously: "Do you have a language barrier?"
"What, what?" Alice was stunned and continued to stutter.
"Let me ask, do you stutter naturally? Or are you nervous?" Tang Mo asked without raising his head.
Then, just when Alice was feeling embarrassed and angry again and wanted to explode, Tang Mo made his own conditions: "I can keep these weapons and help you sell them... As for how much they can be sold for, it's hard to say. However, the money can be used to pay off Beiling’s debts, no problem.”
“In addition, I can provide Beiling with 20 steam engines on credit, and also package and sell the bullet production line to Beiling.”
"Really, really?" Alice felt that happiness came too suddenly, and she couldn't resist it. Could it be that... Tang Mo is a rude hooligan who uses force after generously agreeing to the conditions?
"It seems that your language barrier is quite serious." Tang Mo sighed with regret, feeling that God was indeed fair. He gave a woman beauty, but took away her ability to communicate. What a pity.
"I don't! There's no language barrier! I, I don't, don't stutter, stutter!" The Earl's only daughter, Miss Ronin Alice, finally got mad.
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