"Iron Peak County gets flour, Venetta Army gets war horses, and the Palatus gets money and ordnance." With Antonio's final reply, Winters directly questioned Leo: "As an intermediary, what do you want to get

?”

"Stable supply of raw materials." Leo had a long time ago and added calmly: "And stable trade channels."

Winters frowned, Leo's diplomatic rhetoric had already annoyed him.

No matter what questions he asked, the fat Navare Trading Partners could use nonsense without errors to make excuses. Every time he punched, it seemed to fall into the air.

Staring at Leo's submissive smile, Winters was irritated to find that he was not good at such scenes.

The restrained politician might have the patience to slowly understand Leo's trump card, and Winters wanted to overturn the table and punched the smiling face in front of him.

That familiar rage surged from the deepest part of the chest and was soon suppressed again.

After a deep breath, Winters spoke again: "Mr. Leo."

Leo nodded slightly.

"If it were a year ago, you should have been arrested and tortured in the dungeon." Winters said sadly and sincerely: "That's a good time."

"Yes." Leo still smiled respectfully: "The past is always beautiful."

"Do you think I'm threatening you?" Winters continued.

"What I think is not important." Leo replied in a humble manner: "How do you think is important."

"This is the far boundary of Paratu, the corner of the alliance, and even the edge of the civilized world. In the sea blue, speaking around the bush is regarded as a language art. But in Tiefeng County, that language art has no meaning.

"Wentes's eyes moved back to Leo from the window: "I just want to tell you about this."

Leo turned his head slightly and waited for the young man with a complicated identity in front of him to continue talking.

"Just say whatever you want, what you can provide, just say it, and I will reply you directly." Winters' mood gradually turned cold: "Don't waste time on meaningless things."

Leo kept a smile and shook his head gently in his heart. Negotiations are always the more anxious they are, the more they suffer. Setting the final time limit is also a strategy, but it is not suitable for now.

But when asked, Leo also felt that the other party was saying something - this is not Hailan, it is not negotiation, not to mention that he is not here to make things difficult for the other party.

"Please believe that we are on your side." Leo leaned forward, spread his palms, and explained: "Tiefeng County urgently needs food, and the army urgently needs war horses. If you want to solve the problem as soon as possible, a third party needs turnover.

.”

Leo's strategy is simple and simple.

He regards the Paratu local government as a "reservoir".

One end of the pool is connected to Tiefeng County, and the other end is connected to Venetta. Water enters at one end and water comes out at the other end at the same time.

Tiefeng County delivered the war horses and funds to the Palatuns, and Venetta also delivered the ordnance and food to the Palatuns.

Paratu transferred food nearby to Tiefeng County and war horses to Venetta Army.

"Very courageous." After hearing Leo's [big plan], Winters commented expressionlessly: "Very imagination."

"It's very courageous, it's just taking great risks." Leo immediately understood Winters' implicit voice and smiled: "It's very imagination, it's just impossible to achieve it."

Winters was snorted with a soft snorkeling.

Leo's plan sounds simple, but it's actually like a fantasy.

From Tiefeng County to Venetta, there are three provinces, and there are countless counties and towns.

A caravan may be able to disguise itself as a Paratu caravan and act without eye-catching. However, how many military and political personnel will be involved in such a large action as Leo said?

"I believe you can bribe one Paratu, and I believe you can bribe ten Paratus." Winters asked inexplicably: "But can you bribe all Paratus?"

Mr. Leo smiled and shrugged: "You don't have to worry about this."

Winters' eyebrows tightened a little bit, and his expression became serious. He looked into Leo's eyes with scrutiny and asked in a deep voice: "You won't... really bribe all the Paratus people, right?"

"If you trust me," Leo stood up, bent down and bowed in a small way: "I am willing to discuss with the Palathu people involved in the plan on your behalf."

"What do I want to provide?" Winters asked.

"War horse, funds." Leo replied: "There is still sincerity."

"Sincerity?"

Leo explained calmly: "For Paratu, it takes some time to confirm the supplies and open the joints."

"You mean." Winters was no longer asking, but sneering: "I hand over the things first, and then I'll transport the food in, and look at the faces of the Palatus?"

"No, no, no, after receiving the baggage provided by the army, Palatou will deliver it to you immediately. It only takes two phases to confirm, and the messenger will delay the time when going back and forth."

"That's still the same thing!" Winters also stood up suddenly: "How do I know they won't be liable for the debt?"

"If you are really worried." Mr. Leo's fat face shines with twelve sincerity: "Our business is willing to provide a guarantee."

Wintersbon wanted to refute, but he felt a vague feeling of something strange. He sat down slowly, and Mr. Leo's eyes followed him.

After pondering for a moment, Winters raised his head: "No."

"What..." Leo asked with interest: "No?"

"You're not going to convince the Palatus." Winters looked at Leo: "You're convinced me!"

Mr. Leo still smiled, not saying anything.

Winters sorted out his thoughts and said slowly: "Although I don't know where you got such a great energy, I vaguely feel that you have bribed the Palathus. I just can't figure it out. Since that's the case, why do you need to come.

Convince me? Is it difficult to let the caravan go around Tiefeng County? What exactly do you want?"

Leo circumvented the trap and replied seriously: "In fact, things are not as complicated as you think. Our business - or all members of the Venetta Wool Textile Association - ultimately, they just want wool.

.”

"You still didn't answer my question." Winters bit the key point and said, "Why is it me?"

Mr. Leo originally wanted to speak his usual diplomatic rhetoric, but after a moment of pause, he smiled again: "Because it is you, so it is you."

Winters' first reaction was that Leo was trying to make excuses him, but Leo's expression was extremely sincere. His intuition told him that the other party was not lying.

If you ask again, I may not be able to ask anything, unless it is torture. It is meaningless to continue to entangle.

"I can't answer you for this matter now." Winters stood up and said goodbye to Leo: "I need to discuss with others first before I can give you an answer."

As soon as he finished speaking, Winters saw it on Leo's face for a moment... strange, surprised, interested.

And it was just a moment, and it was so brief that Winters couldn't help but suspect it was an illusion. You should know that during the entire conversation, Winters had never seen Leo reveal any "unprepared" emotions.

"No problem." Leo smiled and bowed slightly, "Waiting for good news."

Wintersbon wanted to talk to Leo about Anna, but the atmosphere of the conversation had changed, so he was not interested in talking about private matters anymore. So he nodded and left straight.

Later, Winters brought a reply.

Interim Resolutions - Winters, Bud and Mason passed the following with a 2-1 vote: "War Horses can be delivered first, that is, the number of two squadrons. But the currency is not good, in the vault of Tiefeng County

Now I can’t take out a piece of silver slot.”

"No problem, with the supplies provided by Venetta, it is enough to make the water flow." Leo responded and suddenly smiled brightly again: "As for the money issue... there may be a way."

...

...

What is Leo's way? I won't mention it here.

The hour hand is turned forward and returns to the farewell party.

Winters and Leo roughly explained to Andre the "swap trade" between Iron Peak County, Paratu and Veneta.

When Andre heard that he wanted to hand over the war horse to the Palatun, he was very unhappy.

"Then... how much do you want to give?" Andre asked Winters with a sad face.

Winters did not want to mention the secret in front of Leo, so he comforted Lieutenant Chellini: "Let's talk about it when you go back and let Senior Mason tell you in detail."

Andre originally wanted to ask, but when he saw Leo present, he understood Winters' meaning.

He felt aggrieved, and Andre's finger went to Leo: "What's your business?"

"Me?" Mr. Leo pointed at himself, looking surprised.

"Even if you are talking about business." Andre asked viciously: "Why are you talking on our behalf?"

Before Winters spoke, Leo had already answered, and he explained with a submissive expression: "Please rest assured, I have never betrayed the interests of yours. I went to negotiate because only I went, there was room for relief.

.”

"Oh?" Andre disagreed.

"If you go to negotiate, you are going to negotiate." Leo looked at Winters again and said with a smile: "Or, Mr. Montane. Once the negotiation breaks down, there will be no chance. And I, a trivial person, will appear first,

Even if the negotiations collapse, you can save the situation by a few more. You said, is that true?"

Andre smacked his lips: "It seems to make some sense."

Winters took a sip of fermentation water - the occasion was wrong, so I could fool it first and then I would explain it to Andre in the future.

Mr. Leo understood Andre's hostility and did not intend to talk more. He found a reason and said goodbye and left.

The only thing left in this small circle of conversation was Winters and Andre.
To be continued...