Chapter 85 Bargaining(1/2)
The bright moon is in the sky, and the lanterns are starting to shine.
When the grand triumphal ceremony finally came to an end, a grand dinner was held in the Lighthouse Palace, the second largest building in Carindia Port - the first being Hantu Cathedral - which made the hustle and bustle of the night and the excitement of the day...
Completed seamless connection.
In order to please Anson and his Stormtroopers as much as possible and make him forget about the "800,000 compensation", the Carindia Council almost tried their best at this banquet and went through all the troubles to come up with it.
A cluster of flowers came out.
The Lighthouse Palace Hall, which serves as the venue for the banquet, was originally an old stone castle building. Because of its long history and its size, it was preserved and used as the office space of the Carindia Parliament.
Now it has been repainted, with luxurious red carpets on the smooth bluestone floor. The originally monotonous walls on both sides are also decorated with colorful curtains. Exquisite empire-style crystal chandeliers hang from the ceiling.
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The corners around the hall are also filled with sculptures and oil paintings from various eras. Even the tables, chairs and tableware are either old antiques or high-end luxury goods that are absolutely expensive...
All in all, it is very gorgeous, luxurious, very good, and very spirited. At first glance, it looks like the favorite of the nouveau riche who have no taste or knowledge of art, or it can be said to be a fantasy high-class banquet scene in an exotic country.
Leon was quite critical of Carindia's arrangements. The dinner party at the Lighthouse Palace he remembered was a very quiet salon gathering where they tasted fresh sea fish and country wines and chatted with each other under slightly dim light.
In his opinion, the bright purple and red colors in front of him were basically the opposite party deliberately trying to fool people.
But he has a strong appetite for Storm Division officers.
After all, most of this group of people are either recent graduates or civilian grassroots officers like Carl Bain - and professional scapegoats - who have never participated in a real "high-end upper-class banquet"; like the previous feast in Jinshi City
, in their eyes, it is not as good as this time.
Under the colorful lights, the brightly colored dining tables are filled with countless wines and delicacies that cannot be named; everything looks completely tempting and very consistent with the Clovis people.
Taste - mostly meat dishes, mostly pickled products, and whether they are sweet, salty, sour or spicy, the taste is very strong.
The graceful maids followed the rhythm of the notes ringing in the hall, shuttling back and forth around the dining tables like flying butterflies. They served each guest with graceful movements and gentle words. It was the first time I met this guest.
The officers of the Storm Division who were so "tuneful" were either as stiff as wood, or they were gibbering excitedly, or they were so red-faced that they were speechless.
As the most distinguished guest in the entire event, Anson was not only placed in the main seat where the host was originally, but he also enjoyed the flattery and flattery of the surrounding Carindia nobles, describing him and the Stormtroopers as if they were divine soldiers.
Jiang, omnipotent, made Carl Bain next to him roll his eyes and drink bottle after bottle of wine.
What a group of idiots who are about to be ripped out of their bones, but they still don’t forget to thank the bad guys... Looking at the group of Carindia nobles who are still chatting and smiling, Karl, who is red-faced after drinking, can’t help but think
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Accompanied by warm applause from the audience, Anson, dressed in a school officer's military uniform and wearing a one-shoulder cape, walked to the podium and began his speech tonight.
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At the same time, in the secret room on the top floor of the Lighthouse Palace, a temporary negotiation was going on simultaneously with the banquet.
"Your Excellency Fabian, isn't this different from what we said before?"
Looking at the agreement in his hand, the Kalindia representative looked at each other with his companions and said with a somewhat ugly expression: "Is there any misunderstanding here?"
"Misunderstanding? No, no, no, there is no misunderstanding." The smiling Fabian shook his head and raised his hand to signal the little secretary beside him:
"This is an agreement made after careful calculation by His Excellency Alan Dawn, the secretary of Deputy Commander Anson Bach, and after detailed investigation and evidence collection. It will definitely not exceed the current limit that Carindia Port can bear."
The limit of endurance... The Carindia representative's brows twitched, and he suppressed his displeasure and said: "But you clearly promised us before that you would convince Deputy Commander Anson Bach to accept the reason why the Carindia Port has suffered huge losses.
, pushing the compensation to around 400,000 yuan!"
"Here are the records from that time and your autograph as evidence. Do you mean...are you going to break your promise?!"
"Of course not!" Fabian suddenly widened his eyes:
"As a person who has experienced it personally, I understand your difficulties very well - indeed, it is difficult to pay such a high compensation under the current conditions of the Carindia Port. I also do this with the most sincere and sincere attitude.
An objective fact has been conveyed to His Excellency the Deputy Commander!"
"but……"
"But!" Fabian interrupted him sternly:
"But unfortunately, I failed."
Um?
The Kalindia representative was stunned, his eyes widening even more than Fabian’s: “What does failure mean?!”
"It means that I failed to convince Deputy Commander Anson Bach." Fabian spread his hands:
"I tried my best, but unfortunately, the deputy commander did not adopt my suggestions - it's that simple."
"This..." Representative Kalindia looked shocked and could barely control his desire to curse.
"More importantly..." Before the Carindia representative, whose face turned extremely ugly, could ask, Fabian's face suddenly darkened, and there was a hint of anger in his narrowed eyes:
"The real culprit that made me fail to convince the deputy commander and led you to think that I broke my promise... is none other than Carindia, that is, you yourself!"
"us?!"
The Carindia representative was even more surprised.
"It was because you told me that Carindia's finances are already stretched thin and it is really impossible to pay the compensation, so I agreed to persuade the deputy commander to reduce the amount." Fabian seemed to be suppressing his anger and said:
"But in fact, it seems that you have not been honest with me."
"How is this possible?!"
The Carindia representative also seemed to be irritated: "The great Carindia Council will never deceive allies or act treacherously - Your Excellency Fabian, I ask you to immediately withdraw this unwarranted and baseless statement without any evidence."
Accusation!"
Facing his rebuttal, Fabian sneered and said nothing. He slowly sat down without saying a word and motioned to Alan Dawn at his side with his eyes.
"As to whether Major Fabian's remarks fall into the category of 'unfounded accusations,' please do not draw a conclusion so quickly."
The little secretary who noticed the other party's eyes immediately spoke, smiled and took out a thick stack of parchment scrolls from the black file bag he carried:
"In fact, just before this afternoon, I just transferred a list of expenditures from the Carindia Parliament from Hantu Cathedral, which clearly records the detailed income and expenditure of your treasury accounts in the past two months."
The Kalindia representative who had been angry just now suddenly hardened his eyes.
"For example, regarding the compensation for losses caused by the fleet's mutiny, two shipyards in Carindia Port received new orders on June 18th. The number you mentioned is eighty large galleys." Hold up a ship.
The little scribe holding the parchment raised his gaze:
"However, the orders and advance payment notes received by the shipyard stated that there were only eight ships."
"this……"
The Kalindia representative opened his mouth but stopped talking.
"Also." The little secretary continued to add: "The total expenditure recorded in your treasury accounts for tonight's triumphal ceremony and banquet is twenty-eight thousand gold coins."
"But I checked how various funds are spent and the current price evaluation of Carindia Port. Even based on the most exaggerated standard, it is only one-third of this number."
"In addition, you also mentioned the reconstruction costs and compensation of Green Valley, with a total amount of 100,000 gold coins; but according to what I learned from the officers and soldiers of the Storm Division, the damage to the town is indeed serious, but the population casualties are even more serious."
"According to several Carindia soldiers who came back with the Storm Division and the people of Green Valley, they did not receive any compensation or notices; apart from the 30,000 gold coins used to rebuild the town, how do you spend the remaining 70,000 gold coins?
Where is it?"
"There is also the post-war reconstruction of the Carindia Army, which is also an important part of your treasury expenditure; but as far as I know, this money has been allocated, but I have not heard that any famous arms dealer has negotiated with you.
Contact us; if necessary, there happens to be a Clovis arms dealer representative in the White Tower City of Thun, and he can come over at any time."
"besides……"
In the small conference room, the little secretary with a smile kept talking and read the contents of the thick stack of parchment to the other side in a fluent manner.
Every time he recited one sentence, the cold sweat on the face of the Kalindian representative who was sitting on pins and needles increased, his hands and feet gradually became cold, his mind went completely blank, and the blood on his face faded at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Exactly twenty minutes later, when Alan Dawn placed the last piece of parchment in front of him, the trembling Carindia representative's face was bloodless, his eyes were dull, and his whole person seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit.
Yes, shaking and shaking.
"That's about it for now. Because we just arrived today, the preparation was hasty. Please forgive me." The little secretary said with a hint of apology:
"But even with your current financial situation, paying 800,000 yuan in compensation is absolutely more than enough. There is no financial shortage at all."
"In addition, just in case, I have also included the losses caused by the mutiny of the ocean-going fleet. It is indeed a heavy blow to the port of Carindia, but it has not yet reached the point where it is really damaging."
"After all, although you have lost a large-scale fleet, you also have no burden of maintaining the fleet and maintenance for the time being; the real decline in income will not be obvious until at least next year; if nothing happens this year, there will even be taxes
It may increase.”
The Carindia representative was silent.
"These, these...these documents, which family did you get them from?"
"Family, what does this have to do with Carindia's family?" The little clerk blinked with a confused expression:
"Treasury expenditure accounts, market price levels, and factory orders... these are all public information. As long as you search carefully, it is not very difficult to collect a general information in a short time. After all, it is not something that cannot be said.
's secret."
The Carindia representative became even more silent.
His throat twitched, and he looked at the small boy in front of him with a hint of fear in his eyes, his cheeks still a little immature:
"Sir Alan Dawn, you...who are you?"
To be continued...