The middle-aged man compromised. He had to compromise. Jiang Xingchen's retaliation was too cruel. There are hundreds of millions of people on Ahong Island. Once the plague spreads, the consequences will be more serious than Sizhou Island. Even if he
No matter how strong he is, he still represents the interests of the majority of high-level officials. Faced with this life-and-death issue, no one will support him. And they don't have drugs like penicillin. Jiang Xingchen can make rebellions everywhere with just one sentence.
So even if his hatred is overwhelming, he has to grit his teeth and accept his fate, otherwise not to mention the top management of Ahong Island, his own family will unite to take him down.
Seeing that the middle-aged man agreed, the senior officials were relieved and urged him to write a letter to Mr. Tong quickly.
Soon after, news came from the guards that the imperial city was in chaos. The leaflets this time had a great impact, not to mention the common people. Nobles, businessmen and even people from the army made their voices heard, demanding to agree to Jiang Xingchen's conditions.
When the senior officials heard this, they broke out in cold sweat. Once the master did not agree, there would immediately be a chaos. If this was the case in the imperial city, it is even more conceivable that cities in various places would be like this.
Then the senior officials immediately sent people out to appease the people and sent messages to various places that the Lord had agreed to Jiang Xingchen's conditions.
In fact, the impact of the leaflets this time was far more serious than the senior officials expected. Large-scale riots have occurred in some cities, and many people have even packed their things and prepared to take refuge in the mountains...
The red-faced old man hurried along and met this flyer halfway.
"It's over!" After seeing it, the red-faced old man's first reaction was that it was completely over. A high-altitude bombing was enough to kill him, and coupled with such a vicious move, the Lord would never be able to withstand this blow. Even if the Lord could withstand it,
The top executives can’t handle it, and neither can the cities everywhere.
As expected, it didn't take long for a snow eagle to catch up and order him to take full responsibility for negotiating with Jiang Xingchen and agree to the other party's conditions, but try his best to win during the negotiation.
"Hey," the red-faced old man sighed heavily. What do you mean by trying your best? It's not that he was unwilling. He could imagine the mood of the Lord at that time. He must have been so uncomfortable that he would bleed.
One day later, the red-faced old man rushed to the port. What he saw made him depressed for a while. The port had not been destroyed yet, but it was as deserted as a dead city.
Getting on the only three-story treasure ship in the port, the red-faced old man said nothing. The fat man who was in charge of the negotiation sat next to him and wiped his hands with cold sweat. He was almost scared to death by Jiang Xingchen's move, for fear that the master would think he was negotiating.
caused by disadvantages.
"Don't be nervous, it's none of your business!" The red-faced old man glanced at the fat man and said calmly.
"Huh~" The fat man breathed a sigh of relief and told the red-faced old man in a low voice what happened in the past few days. Four ports have been destroyed now, and this is the fifth one. He also chased Jiang Xingchen's fleet all the way down.
. There is another fleet heading in the opposite direction... The ports of the coastal cities are already empty. After Jiang Xingchen sent out the news about spreading the plague, it became even worse. Not only did many people flee, but there were also riots from time to time. Food supplies
and daily necessities were sold out...
The red-faced old man waved his hand to tell the fat man to stop when he heard it. There was no need to say anything more. The last few cities he passed by were not like this...
At noon that day, the red-faced old man met Jiang Xingchen's fleet and boarded the lead ship.
Both parties were very anxious and did not beat around the bush. They got straight to the point. Jiang Xingchen kept the original terms and gave a specific amount of compensation, 10 million yuan. He also specified that he wanted 1,000 kilograms of sea god marrow.
The red-faced old man first asked Jiang Xingchen to stop the bombing. Then he suggested that ten million yuan of stone was too high, and one thousand kilograms of sea god marrow was too much. Ahong Island could not produce it. Finally, he proposed that there really were no ruins of Dashang.
Jiang Xingchen sneered in his heart. He still didn't give up at this time. He directly told the red-faced old man that ten million yuan was too much for you. But don't forget that there are still 14 ports under our guns, plus the rivers
There are a thousand seven-story treasure ships. Think about which one is suitable.
One thousand kilograms of sea god marrow must not be less than one kilogram, and it must be delivered at once... As for the relics of Dashang, Jiang Xingchen hesitated for a moment, and finally relaxed and let the other party go.
The red-faced old man couldn't help but be startled when he heard this. He just followed the master's instructions to fight for it, and never thought that Jiang Xingchen would give up the ruins of Dashang.
"It seems that he really made a guess before. In this situation, I didn't let go, so he thought that he guessed wrong!" The red-faced old man suppressed the excitement in his heart and looked embarrassed. He also wanted to fight for the Poseidon Essence again.
When Jiang Xingchen saw this, he stood up directly and said with a cold face: "I have already given up one condition. If you still insist on pushing further, there is no need to talk!"
The red-faced old man hurriedly waved his hand: "Sir, please don't misunderstand me, I just want to write a letter back to ask for permission!"
"Huh! You didn't even send someone to make the decision. Is this what you call sincerity?" Jiang Xingchen sneered and turned away and walked out. The red-faced old man immediately shouted: "Sir, please calm down and sign. I will sign now!"
Next, the two parties immediately drafted an agreement, each signed their names, and agreed to fulfill the first and third articles within three days, and the family members of the man in black and the man in black robe would be sent as soon as possible.
Leaving Jiang Xingchen's lead boat, the red-faced old man finally smiled. The depression along the way dissipated a lot. Jiang Xingchen gave up the ruins of Dashang. It was definitely an unexpected surprise. Although it is difficult to hand over 10 million yuan of stone at one time, it can be exchanged.
The Lord will not say anything about the remaining fourteen ports and the thousands of seven-story treasure ships piled in the river.
He felt a little distressed for just one thousand kilograms of Poseidon Marrow, and now Jiang Xingchen wanted to take away most of it. But the result of this negotiation was already very good...
Jiang Xingchen stood at the bow of the ship and sneered as he watched the three-story treasure ship going away.
"Thank you Sir, thank you Sir!" Three men in black came over to thank Jiang Xingchen. It was not until this moment that they finally let go. Master Sang and Master Sang also thanked him.
Jiang Xingchen glanced at them, smiled, said nothing, and waved them away.
"Xingchen, do you really don't want the relics of the Great Shang?" Tang Chuxue asked.
"No? Of course not. They targeted Xian Ning more than ten years ago. They must have a purpose. Even if it's not the ruins of Dashang, there is something else!" Jiang Xingchen tapped the railing of the bow with his right index finger and whispered: "
There must not be many people who know about this. Even if their rulers come up with fake things to deceive us, there is nothing we can do about it.
, he just needs to make his subordinates and people believe it...if he continues to persecute him in this situation, they will unite and fight hard. Their ruler wants to trick me in the end, how can I be fooled by him... In addition,
I can't really throw the plague to Ahong Island. There are hundreds of millions of people. I will have nightmares when I sleep in the future!"
"Then what do you want..." Tang Chuxue turned her head and glanced at the direction in which the man in black robe was leaving, and asked, "Are you really sure?"
Jiang Xingchen nodded: "I guarantee that the black-robed people and Master Sang will definitely go back to Ahong Island. Now we are pressed for time, leaving a nail here is the best choice!" (~^~)