Chapter 223: 223 Suppressive Negotiation
Chapter 223 223 Repressive Negotiations
"I'm really worried. I am a participant and a party involved in this matter. In fact, I really hope that I can help my former motherland resolve such an incident." John stood in the room and said with some embarrassment.
"This matter has nothing to do with you anymore. The debt we want to collect is actually something that originally belonged to us and should be obtained within a year! These were stolen from us by the Augustine family, so they must be spit out ." Harry, who was waiting for the envoy to arrive, patted John on the shoulder to comfort him.
"I understand this! It's just that I... don't feel very well." John took out his handkerchief, wiped his handsome face, and explained.
"Sir, the envoy from the Yangmu Kingdom has arrived." A follower opened the door and reminded Harry and John who were waiting here.
The carriage that greeted the envoy stopped at the gate of Bunas City Hall, and then the group was taken to the conference room and waited in the splendid conference room.
Harry took John into the conference room without letting them wait long and started the negotiation.
Seeing an elf come in, all the people in the Poplar Kingdom were stunned for a moment. The deputy recognized John, but before he could speak, he heard Fitral introduce himself: "Hello, I am here A special envoy who came to negotiate on behalf of the Yangmu Kingdom...Viscount Fitral..."
"Hello, I am the manager of Datang Group, and I represent Mr. Tang Mo personally. You can call me Mr. Harry." Young Harry had no stage fright at all, and was even a little relaxed.
After all, he has mastered almost everything about the other party. In fact, he has completely taken the initiative in the negotiation, and there is no need to be nervous at all.
Then, he stretched out his hand and introduced the elf following him: "This is the general manager of the entertainment group of our Datang Group, Mr. Augustine John."
"Hello, Mr. John." The deputy hurriedly stepped forward and greeted: "Your father, I miss you very much..."
“…” John said nothing. He had not seen such enthusiastic fellow countrymen for a long time, and no one dared to be so familiar with him…
Fitral looked at the two people, then at the other clerks and guards. He didn't find the target he was looking for in the crowd, so he asked: "Mr. Tang Mo... why didn't you come?"
Harry replied casually: "He is very busy and has no time to deal with such small things."
In fact, Tang Mo has been really busy recently. He is obsessed with cooking. He didn't have much contact with food in his previous life, so he recently decided to establish a reputation as a gourmet for himself.
Of course, he has not given up on his dream of being an arms dealer. Datang Group has recently been developing brand-new weapons, most of which are retractable cannons.
After all, modern artillery is much more advanced than the artillery launcher. He must get ahead of others and accumulate technology to a sufficient level.
Fitral decided to regain his position, so he emphasized: "But, I am a special envoy representing the Yangmu Kingdom! I represent a country!"
"I know, why, is a country great?" Harry didn't take it seriously and said sarcastically.
Fitral pretended to be dissatisfied, hoping to regain the initiative in the negotiation, so he asked: "Mr. Harry, it is inevitable to say this..."
"I think it's better for you not to talk nonsense. I'm also very busy and don't have time to waste on you! If you don't want to talk about serious things and only want to dwell on your identity, then the meeting is over and you can find a place to discuss it. I'll come back when it's clear, but who knows if I'll have time to see you then?" Harry immediately interrupted him and warned in a bad tone.
"..." Sure enough, Fitral, who almost choked, turned red and couldn't hold back a word for a long time.
Finally, he adjusted his breathing and spoke again: "We are here this time to protest the fact that your warships invaded our country and invaded our coast."
As soon as he finished speaking, the deputy envoy, who was already a little angry, immediately spoke emphatically: "This behavior is a declaration of war! You are playing a very dangerous game. Once a war breaks out between the two countries, the consequences will be unimaginable."
"Are you going to declare war?" Harry asked curiously.
“What?” The deputy was stunned for a moment, unable to understand why the other party said that.
Harry repeated his question again, with a serious look: "I ask, do you want to declare war? If you declare war, the negotiation ends here, and I will declare war on the Yangmu Kingdom on behalf of the Datang Group."
This is not a negotiation method that follows routines at all, and Fetral will not be able to deal with it. He has never experienced anything like this before, so he can't even speak.
On the other side, the deputy was also confused by this sentence. He looked at John, who was silent at the side. His tongue seemed to be **** when he wanted to speak and stopped, and he stammered: "No...how could you..." Before he could finish his words, Harry interrupted him again and asked directly: "Are you here to declare war, or are you here to negotiate? If you are here to declare war, what time are you wasting?"
To be frank, his sense of oppression was too strong, or the power displayed by Datang Group was too strong, which made it difficult for the members of the elven negotiating team to even speak.
So, the two elves looked at me and I looked at you, but for a long while they couldn't even say a decent word: "..."
At this time, Harry continued to sarcastically say in a condescending tone: "We are already attacking you, gentlemen from the Poplar Kingdom! Our cannons are bombarding your port! Sir! Can you act like a man?" ? Are you trying to amuse me by coming to me before you even think about it? "
"We are here for peace." Finally, Fitral relied on his diplomatic experience to say something that he thought he was satisfied with.
Harry couldn't hold it back and laughed out loud: "Ha..."
Behind him, a clerk who was writing a record of the negotiations could not help but smile.
"Huh?" Beside Fetral, the deputy envoy, who was already having trouble with his face, was aroused by such naked ridicule.
Harry had no intention of taking care of the other person's mood and said bluntly: "I'm sorry, this is the first time I have encountered someone who talks about begging for peace in such a high-sounding way."
“…” His straightforwardness made the other party speechless again.
"Okay, I didn't mean to make fun of you, I just couldn't help it. Now, let's get the topic back on track." Harry also felt that the pressure was enough, so he stopped smiling and said.
He paused, and then couldn't help but sarcastically explain the reason why he sent the warships: "To be honest, our warships are just to collect debts. You must already know this. Your Augustine Ray Bert and the Augustine family he represents owe us a large sum of money and refuse to pay it back, so we can only send out battleships to remind him of the bottom line of being a human being and that he still has credibility, honor, and face. these things."
"I'm warning you..." Hearing the other party mocking the Augustine family and the Marquis Augustin Leibert, the deputy envoy representing the power of the marquis couldn't sit still. He stretched out his fingers, viciously preparing to strike at the opponent's arrogance.
As a result, before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Harry: "You warned me?"
This young manager, who represents Datang Group, has a cold light in his eyes at this moment, like a wild beast.
The atmosphere in the room suddenly became strange, the temperature seemed to have dropped a lot, and the deputy even felt cold.
He swallowed and wanted to repeat his threat, but found that it was difficult to say these threats, which he usually used most skillfully, at this moment: "I...police..."
"I...warn you...! If you say anything that annoys me again, I will cut off your hand. Do you understand?" Harry said my words were very long, and he also made your words very long. The tone was full of coldness.
Seeing that the deputy envoy didn't even dare to speak, Harry looked at Fitral again: "Okay, the annoying voice is finally over. Special Envoy Mr. Fitral, I really served your country." It’s a pity that we got so much rubbish.”
"Sir, anger and war cannot solve the problem. We really come for peace. I hope you can withdraw your warships..." Fitral was also a little dissatisfied with his deputy envoy's talkativeness. Now the scene has stabilized again. , he was happy to find that he could finally bring the topic back on track.
Harry interrupted him, revealed the matter about the warship, and finally came to the issue of money: "Hush! Before we talk about the matter about the warship, let's talk about repaying the money first. If you plan If you default on your debt, warships will keep cruising outside your port. This is a fact. You need to think clearly..."
Fitral also felt a sense of relief, and he was also glad that the topic finally became normal. Even because of this, he forgave Harry for interrupting him.
Just listen to his explanation: "We are here to pay back the money. In fact, Yangmu Kingdom attaches great importance to its credibility, and this debt is actually a small misunderstanding."
"Oh? What's the misunderstanding? Can you tell me?" Harry asked curiously.
"..." Fitral wanted to scold her, but he said that the misunderstanding was just an excuse to save face, and he was just being polite. Who knows what the misunderstanding was, where was the misunderstanding? Normally, no one pays attention to such kind words?
However, something that made him vomit blood happened immediately. After Harry asked Fetral, he continued on his own: "Forget it, you are very tired of making up stories, and I don't have time to listen. Since If you plan to pay back the money, let’s calculate how much you have to pay back, including interest.”
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(End of this chapter)