Dimitri is really full of grievances. Is it easy for him these days? He pretends to be like a grandson in front of the French and meets all the French's requirements in every possible way. He cares more about honoring his ancestors than honoring his ancestors.
He's already acting like a coward, but he just changed when others told him to. Can he be blamed?
Anyway, Dimitri immediately became unhappy and stood there glumly, silent, as if his wife had been caught cheating on him.
Similarly, Jan Constantine's face was not good, and his mood was also dark. He felt that ever since he embarked on the road of coup, ever since he overthrew Bibescu, he had squandered all his life's luck and could do nothing.
Shun Xin, if things go wrong every time for no apparent reason, that’s a shame!
The two brothers immediately lost the desire to talk, but the problem will not go away on its own! Moreover, the time left for them is really running out. If they continue to glare like this, the day lily will be cold.
"Ahem!"
Constantinescu deliberately coughed twice and interjected: "Gentlemen, things have already happened. Now is not the time to hold people responsible. This is meaningless. We must take countermeasures quickly to prevent the situation from deteriorating further!"
In fact, these words have no effect at all. How to take countermeasures? If there are countermeasures, can these two brothers still be anxious?
"Can you test the French's tone again?" Constantinescu asked, "Maybe they are bluffing? Maybe they heard some rumors, so they deliberately showed toughness to force us to submit."
Dimitri shook his head and said: "It's impossible for them to hear the news. Their every move in Ploiesti is under my strict surveillance. It's impossible for anyone to tip them off and keep me in the dark!"
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At the end, he added: "And their toughness is not pretended. The French are really impatient and don't want to wait any longer!"
Constantinescu asked: "Then they are willing to return empty-handed? If they really came to extract oil, wouldn't their time have been wasted?"
Dimitri sighed and said: "It's just a waste of time. Anyway, there is almost no other investment, so naturally they don't care!"
Well, this is really embarrassing for the three people present, because they are almost rushing to give the French guy and the white girl the vote, which is really mean!
What's even more irritating is that the white women still think their work is not good enough, and they even get angry and announce that they will no longer be women. Here they are as anxious as if the fire has reached the roof.
After thinking about it for a while, Constantine suppressed his unhappiness and said, "Well, there will be no results if we discuss it here. Mikhail, you and Dimitri will go visit the French guy again and explore."
Let’s see what the situation is based on their tone of voice. I will immediately contact the British again and continue their work to see if there is any miracle!”
These words really have no confidence at all, and they are completely resigned to fate. It shows how speechless and desperate Yang Constantine is, but the time of despair has not yet come! Wait until the two brothers test it again.
After that, you will know what despair is!
Putting aside their brothers' futile journey, it was not just their brothers who were busy running around in Bucharest. Alexey was almost as good as their brothers, or even worse, because he found that he was really not an underground worker.
Materials, building relationships and persuading people are much more difficult than imagined.
"Balb Stirbey, this old fox, is smoother than butter. He keeps saying it but never gives an accurate answer. This guy really wants to sit on the fence and wait and see!"
Alexey complained to the Straka brothers in frustration, because he was really holding back his evil fire, thinking that he was not so busy rushing to ask for help in St. Petersburg and Moscow, and now he was facing a group of Walla
The nobles of Giya are almost groveling and have not gained anything yet. What do you think this is?
Fontana asked softly: "What about the Propelita brothers?"
Alexey immediately vomited: "Those brothers are nothing. Barbu Shtyrbey is at least willing to meet. Those two guys who are just following the wind are now resisting me even when they see me. It's really annoying."
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This was the first time Fontana saw Alexei pouting and complaining. He looked like a Russian aristocrat. He looked like a little man crying to his wife when he was wronged outside. It was a bit cute.
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Anyway, Fontana thinks this is quite interesting. Maybe this little man-like Alexei is the most real side of him?
"Where is Grigory Alexander Jika V?"
Alexey sighed again: "He is similar to Barbu Shtyrbey. He is willing to meet, but when it comes to talking about serious business, he talks about things. He is also a vixen."
As he spoke, Alexey felt increasingly depressed and missed the feeling of being an uncle. No wonder Nicholas I preferred to speak with guns and bayonets. This was indeed simpler and easier than talking nonsense.
"It's normal!" Fontana chuckled, "If they respond to your requests now, that would be abnormal!"
Alexey looked at Fontana who was chuckling in depression. Although he didn't say anything, the words "The baby is unhappy" were clearly written on his face.
Fontana explained with a smile: "What big families like them are best at is to adapt to the situation and get close to whoever is the victor. Otherwise, their families would have been destroyed in the past hundreds of years!"
This was a bit sad. Alexei thought about it and felt that it made sense. Aren't the nobles of Wallachia a bit miserable? Turks, Austrians, and Russians came back and forth here, and the rulers changed.
One after another, if the Wallachian nobles don't learn to adapt to the changing circumstances, it won't be enough to change the owner every three days, even if the family has a gold mountain.
But understanding is one thing, failing to complete the task is another. Alexei remembered that he not only had to win over the pro-Russian faction in Wallachia and make preliminary preparations for becoming the leading party, but he also had to help Li Xiao
A group of friends inquired about military intelligence. He felt that even when he arrived in Bucharest, it was difficult for him to move forward. Li Xiao and the others were probably even more difficult and helpless, and they might even be headless flies on the border.
Therefore, he was still very anxious, because he knew that Nicholas I and his confidants would never give Li Xiao too much time, and it would be dangerous if he delayed it any longer.
He asked impatiently: "What can I do? I don't have much time!"
Fontana did not answer directly, but kept looking at Alexei with a smile without saying anything. This smile made Alexei feel inexplicably flustered, because he knew that Fontana just wanted to say: "Then let me do it.