Dimitri was stunned. His eyes were wide open and he stared straight at Jan Constantine's face for a long time and was speechless.
"You're still looking for the French guy? Why?!" Dimitri didn't understand at all. He was very surprised and asked angrily: "The matter is already obvious. The French guy just deceived us and took advantage of us.
, What’s the use of looking for them at this time? Are we still going to give them food and fish at our doorstep?”
The more Dimitri talked, the angrier he became. He punched the coffee table angrily and complained: "These damn foreigners! They are all bastards!"
But Jan Constantine was calm and waited until Dimitri vented his dissatisfaction before saying: "Yes, these foreigners are indeed bastards, but we need these bastards now!"
Dimitri angrily said: "Need them? What do we need them for? Are we going to kneel down and beg them to generously give us a little verbal support, and that's it?"
"No!" Jan Constantine said flatly: "You are going too far! We need the French not for Wallachia, but for ourselves and the Bretianu family!"
Looking at Jan Constantine with a serious face, Dimitri was a little suspicious and unsure of what he meant, and asked: "What do you mean?"
"It is no longer realistic to expect foreign support to resist Russia, and we ourselves do not have enough strength to defend ourselves, so the collapse of the Provisional Republic of Wallachia in the future is just a matter of time!"
Dimitri also nodded, he also meant the same thing, but does this have anything to do with continuing to beg the gringo for a dime?
"We have to change our strategy!" Jan Constantine explained seriously: "We must change from defending the Provisional Republic of Wallachia to preserving our own strength in preparation for a comeback! So at this time, we need the help of the French even more!
"
Dimitri shook his head blankly. It was obvious that he was very confused and did not understand Jan Constantine's brain circuit at all.
"It's very simple. Do you think it's useful for us brothers to change our banner now to please the Russians?"
Dimitri shook his head firmly. Isn't this a dream? As the leader of the National Party's opposition to Bibescu and Russia, their brothers have long been on Russia's blacklist. The day the Russians come back, their brothers will be blacklisted.
On the day he was hanged on the flagpole, it was impossible for Russia to let anyone go, not their brother.
"Since it's useless to please the Russians, how can we save our lives? How can we save our family property? Are we going to pray that the Russians are kind enough?"
Kindness is closely related to polar bears. There are existences in this world that are more ferocious than polar bears, but they are definitely not many.
At this time, Dimitri probably knew what Jan Constantine meant, and he asked: "So we have to go to the French to save our lives, right?"
As he spoke, without waiting for Jan Constantine to answer, he muttered to himself: "It's true, the National Guardsmen's silver-like pewter rifle heads are useless. I guess they will be destroyed as soon as the Russian army arrives."
The birds and beasts are scattered..."
"In the midst of the chaos, it is only safer to escape to the French Consulate General. If we act fast enough and have a good relationship with the French, they might be able to safely send us out of Wallachia and take refuge in Paris."
This immediately made Dimitri's eyes light up. He looked at Jan Constantine with admiration and said: "You have thought carefully. It is really necessary to have a good relationship with the French. This is our escape!
"
Jan Constantine sighed and said with dismay: "Not only that! Having good relations with the French can also protect our property! Do you plan to take relief in exile in Paris? Don't think that the French are so hospitable that we can live for free. We have to do it first.
Make plans!”
"Yeah!"
Dimitri immediately nodded in agreement: "We can also transfer property in advance through the French. Without money, nothing can be done!"
"It's not just the money!" Jan Constantine pointed out seriously: "It's also our precious real estate, those fields, shops, these things that we can't take away, do you just want to give them to the Russians?
"
Dimitri immediately woke up. Indeed, the Russians would definitely confiscate their property, because they had done the same to those who were pro-Russian before. It was normal to treat others the way they were treated. Even if
The Russians do not expect that those pro-Russian factions who have been punished by their brothers will also retaliate with an eye for an eye.
Dimitri's heart bleeds when he thinks that the real estate accumulated over more than ten generations will be wiped out. Why did their brothers be so active before? Was it to take the family wealth to a higher level and make the family richer?
Life is more comfortable. Well, this is going to go back to before liberation!
Jan Constantine explained patiently: "So we have to build a good relationship with the French and protect our property through them!"
"How can this be?"
Dimitri didn't believe it at all. The French guys were not living bastards, so why should they help them like this?
Jan Constantine waved his hands confidently and said: "Nothing is impossible, it just depends on man! Think about it, although the Russians and the French are not willing to deal with each other, the Russians are not willing to offend the French out of thin air, so
Even if the Russians regain their rule in Wallachia, they will confiscate the property of us Wallachians, but it is unlikely that they will do the same with the French property."
Dimitri felt a little bit about Jan Constantine's thinking, and he followed: "So, if we can disguise our industries as French, then even if the Russians come back, these industries will still be in our hands.
Inside!”
"Yes!" Jan Constantine laughed, "What's more, Mr. Diomede is trying every means to make money in Wallachia. If we can satisfy him, then we can convert our property into shares.
Inject it into his company, then even if the Russians come back, what will happen?"
Dimitri took a long breath and looked at his brother with great admiration. His eyes were like looking at gods and gods. But immediately he hesitated a little and asked: "But those French guys are very greedy and dishonest."
Ah! Will they embezzle me if I do this?"
Jan Constantine smiled contemptuously and said: "If we do it like this without any back-up or preparation, the French will definitely eat up even the bones and scraps! These are simply more greedy than hyenas, so we must definitely
Be careful!"
"In addition, what is more important is the bundling and exchange of interests. If we can make them happy and satisfied and give them more wealth, then they will naturally not be interested in our little bit of industry..."