Saradov's request was simple. He asked Count Vladimir to pay back one million rubles to an account in a little-known small bank in Paris, France. When he found out that the money in the account arrived,
, the evidence will naturally be mailed to Count Vladimir.
To be honest, Arkady felt that it was a bit risky to actually transfer money to Saradov's account, because he went to this bank to check, and they only recognized the account password and not the person. Moreover, this was a French bank, and the money was in their hands.
, according to business rules, it does not matter whether it is Wallachia or Russia.
In other words, if you really give money, it is very likely that you will lose both your life and money!
Of course, Arkady did not advise Count Vladimir not to make money for this reason. He knew very well that if he operated according to this model, there would be no chance for him to get involved. Let alone embezzling one million rubles, he would just do it.
Saladov won't give any evidence for even one ruble, how can you tell him how to play tricks?
The payment method that cannot allow Arkady to play tricks is definitely the worst payment method, so he will definitely have to twist his mouth.
However, Arkady never expected that this time his twisted mouth would really cost him his life, because after listening to his words, Count Vladimir not only did not think that he was loyal and reliable, but instead sneered:
"According to your wishes, we will not do this deal, and we will just watch Saradov deliver the evidence to the Governor's Palace! Where are you from, you bastard? Why have you been helping Speransky?
Count, speak!"
Arkady was dumbfounded, because he had never been able to speak for Alexei. Isn’t this a matter of no avail? Even if he had bad intentions in preventing the transfer of money, in the end it was for Count Vladimir’s sake.
!
"Are you still nice to me?"
Vladimir sneered, and the murderous intention was no longer concealed, it was expressed so straightforwardly:
"I think you are full of bad intentions. You have never served me sincerely! Why are you still not convinced? This bastard Saladov came here for you, right? Didn't you and I need to pay such a large amount of unjust money? Also,
, I asked you to find evidence before, but you have been procrastinating, and you still can't deliver the report. Is this the behavior of a loyal person? "
Count Vladimir scolded him vigorously, and he did not give Alka the slightest chance to refute. After scolding him, he waved his hand directly: "Drag this despicable and shameless guy down, I don't want to see him again."
Got it!"
Arkady was also half cold at this time, but he had not yet realized the seriousness of the problem, and naively thought that just because he had lost the trust of Count Vladimir, his official career would end prematurely.
What he thinks most about is how to make a comeback in the future, whose path he should follow after returning to St. Petersburg, and how he should turn around and sing!
But even thinking about these issues, he felt that his future was bleak, because after all, he had offended Count Vladimir. If the illegitimate son really hated him, it would be too easy to suppress him. As long as he said a word, no matter whether it was the
I'm afraid neither the Third Ministry nor other government departments will take him in.
And it's not just Count Vladimir's problem, but more importantly, the problem of money. Before, all his small treasury was seized by Saladov. Now he is really penniless and has no money to move around.
Guanxi, in St. Petersburg, where favors are thinner than paper, who would pay attention to a man who has no money and has offended the powerful?
For a moment, Arkady was extremely depressed. He felt that the biggest mistake in his life was to seek refuge with Count Vladimir and go to this hellish place called Wallachia. If God gave him a chance to choose again, he would definitely treat Count Vladimir and Wallachia.
Rajya says no!
It's a pity that there is no regret medicine in this world, so even if Arkady's intestines turned green, it was of no use. He was roughly dragged out of Count Vladimir's mansion like a dead dog, and was surrounded by a group of people filled with regrets.
The malicious guards packed into a shabby and inconspicuous carriage, and then Arkady realized that the situation might be worse than he imagined.
He asked cautiously: "Guys, where are you taking me?"
The leader of the guards glanced at him with some displeasure, and seemed to have some objections to his question: "Didn't you hear the count's order? He doesn't want to see you again!"
Arkady continued to ask carefully: "So you are sending me back to St. Petersburg?"
If Count Vladimir really sends him back to St. Petersburg, Arkady will be a little happy. After all, he is now a poor man. The journey back to St. Petersburg from Bucharest is no less than ten thousand miles, and the fare is astonishingly expensive. He is worried about how to go back.
!
But it was obvious that the guards were not sending him back to St. Petersburg, because how could Count Vladimir be so kind? After hearing Arkady's question, the guard leader sneered and said: "No, we are responsible for sending you back to your hometown!"
This doesn’t sound right!
Arkady was also startled, but he still tried his best to think in a good direction, so he continued to accompany him and carefully asked: "But my hometown is St. Petersburg!"
These words made the guards laugh, and the leader laughed for a while before replying sarcastically: "No! We are responsible for sending you back to your permanent home, which is where all of us will go in the end!"
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There was a bang, and Arkady jumped up in fright, and bumped his head against the roof of the car, almost making a hole in the roof. Regardless of the pain, he struggled hard and tried to jump out of the car, but these guards were already prepared, and they
Taking care of Arkady one by one is as easy as taking care of the chickens.
In a matter of minutes, Arkady was tied up tightly, and his mouth was stuffed with smelly socks, so that he couldn't even scream.
"My friend, see why you need to do this!" the guard leader persuaded with pity, "It would be great if you pretend you don't know anything, and we will give you a good time when we attack later, so as to save you from suffering! But it would be great!
You are just dishonest, look at how uncomfortable it is!"
Arkady's tears were streaming down his face, and he almost kowtowed to the guards. Unfortunately, he couldn't do it. After all, the binding was so solid, and even kowtowing was useless. These people would never pay attention to him.
A weakling with no power and money.
The carriage kept driving forward, becoming increasingly inaccessible as it went, and Arkady became more and more heartbroken. Finally, when the coachman shouted and stopped the animals, Arkady knew that his last moments were probably coming.
At this moment, he was so regretful that he cried like an angry little daughter-in-law...