"Damn it! They are all waste! Waste!" The fat man in Cyric's council who had always coveted Sophia's beauty held the wine glass in his hand and cursed angrily.
The smiling old man who was always smiling no longer had a smile on his face this time. He cursed coldly: "Trash? They all deserve to die! An army of 50,000! Actually, the whole army was wiped out like this and became a prisoner of others."
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They gathered together to discuss the news that had just been confirmed - the war started by them seemed to be getting out of their control and flying in a direction they did not want to see.
Dorne won, and under the leadership of two unknown young men, achieved a brilliant and unprecedented victory.
After this battle, there will be two more famous generals in this world, and their names will be as bright as the stars.
But at this moment, these two names made the directors of Cyric and other extremely wealthy countries gnash their teeth with hatred!
The fat man was almost yelling to vent his dissatisfaction and fear: "Who would have thought that with such a huge advantage, we would lose! We lost!"
Yes, fear, he was used to being in control of everything, used to the feeling of being superior to the world when he knew the outcome before the war broke out.
But now, everything was out of his control, which made him feel dangerous, so he became sickly and furious.
His sharp voice echoed in the luxurious, huge and slightly empty room: "That's 70 warships! 70 warships! A year ago, these warships were enough to destroy a country!"
"What's the use of saying this now? Can saying this now change anything? Should we think about it carefully and think about what to do next?" The ugly woman who has been jealous of Sophia's beauty has distorted facial features, which is enough in the first place.
The ugly face now looks like a yaksha.
The fat man suddenly stood up from the sofa and shouted angrily: "Use all our strength to destroy this damn Datang Group no matter what!"
To be honest, he no longer cares about the benefits, even if it means losing money, even if it is just to deter possible opponents, he hopes to crush Datang Group and completely evaporate this enemy!
"However, other members of the council will not easily agree to such misappropriation of power. We convinced them before, but now the situation has obviously changed." Although the old man was very reluctant, he was helpless to remind.
The Council does not cover the sky with only one hand. They tried their best to convince those people to agree to their plan before, but now they may not be able to convince others to continue to support their desperate move.
After all, everyone joined the Cyric Consortium in order to make money and control more power with arms.
If it violates the purpose of making money and threatens the power of the directors, everyone will become cautious, conservative, and suspicious...
In fact, she is just plain-looking, but she looks a bit ugly next to Sophia. She also added helplessly: "We have paid too much in this war! In this case, continue the war... no
Any benefit…”
"But, if we admit defeat at this time, then... wouldn't all the price we paid before be lost in vain?" Fatty was still unwilling to give in, staring at the two partners and saying reluctantly.
"All the gains of the six countries... Even if we win this war in the end, we can't make up for our losses..." The old man sighed and said in embarrassment.
The woman was also a little powerless, so she snorted and said, "Others will be very angry with us, because we are the ones who finally decided to launch this war."
"Damn! Those bastards! An army of 80,000 people lost just like that! Lost!" As if being stimulated by the dejection of the two people, the fat man suddenly threw the glass in his hand to the ground and roared again angrily: "
It’s all rubbish! Trash!”
Glass shards flew and wine soaked the expensive carpet. The bodyguards at the door were shocked, but no one dared to rush in to see what happened.
"Now, the Talon Kingdom is completely hopeless. Even if we want to help, the outcome will not change." The old man looked at the glass fragments flying at his feet, glanced at the fat man with some dissatisfaction, and said
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The Tarun Kingdom is Fatty's sphere of influence, and the businesses there are also Fatty's family businesses, so Fatty's loss this time can be said to be the biggest.
However, no one here will sympathize with anyone. Everyone is a businessman. Perhaps in times of crisis, the first ones to annex their friends are their own people.
The woman also gloated a little and said to the fat man: "They will be blocked by the warships of the Datang Group, and then completely decline! If they surrender, they will also fall to the Datang Group. Judging from the result, we will all lose it forever."
"What forever! I will take it back sooner or later!" The fat man's face was full of displeasure and anger, but he still forced himself to put down his harsh words.
"This Datang Group is different from all our opponents in the past. Our opponents in the past did not have advanced technology, nor did they have the vision to cultivate talents themselves." The old man reminded.
The woman pretended to have no opinion and asked in a bitchy tone: "The question is, what should we do?"
In fact, who is not a cunning fox who can become a member of Cyric's council? They are just occasionally blinded by interests and make some bold attempts, but they are actually not stupid...
"Obviously, we cannot give up this war. At least, we must continue the war! Because once the war ends, our profits will be reduced to their original form." The old man thought for a moment and gave his opinion.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! He looked at the fat man and the woman who had been cooperating with him, and explained: "Without the profits from the war, the financial figures will become very ugly.
This will cause us to lose the trust of the rest of the council."
"They are already very angry. If anything goes wrong again, they will definitely become furious." The woman retorted disapprovingly.
However, the old man's idea coincided with the fat man's idea of continuing the war and seeking revenge, so the fat man very much supported the old man's idea.
So he immediately said: "Then find a way to continue the war! Keep fighting at all costs!"
"But... if we continue like this, our income will become more and more ugly..." the woman warned.
Although the sales of Cyric's weapons increased during the war and the income seemed to be pretty good, as the war continued, the power to purchase Cyric's weapons became less and less, and sooner or later there was bound to be a problem.
After thinking about it, the smiling old man finally expressed his thoughts: "Should we...should listen to the opinion of that woman Sophia? At least judging from the results, her...conception is correct."
In his opinion, as long as he can stabilize the situation, make money, and bring Cyric back to the top, it would be good to occasionally listen to Sophia's opinions.
But it was obvious that the ugly girl was unwilling to mention Sophia. She sneered and said dissatisfied: "She was just lucky and made the right bet when she opposed us!"
"Listen to her? Then I might as well die!" Fatty also felt that if he begged Sophia at such an embarrassing time, how would he have the chance to do anything in the future?
After thinking about it, in order to prevent the old man from finding an alliance with Sophia, he dropped a piece of news that he had never revealed: "Actually, aside from the failure on the battlefield, we also gained something."
"Huh?" The woman looked at the fat man.
"What do you mean?" The old man also looked over and asked.
"The good news is! Our acquisition plan in the east was actually successful in the end. After struggling for a while and asking for a good price, the young man handed over some new weapons technology they had developed!" Fatty showed off.
, then he spoke.
"Huh?" After hearing what he said, both the woman and the old man became interested.
The fat man then explained: "The merger I led has paid off. We acquired the workshop, and as a result, we have mastered two brand-new weapons! There is a brand-new automatic weapon! More advanced! A brand-new automatic weapon!"
"Oh?" When they heard about the new weapons, the eyes of the old man and the woman became a little brighter - they are arms dealers, and new weapons often mean more profits and gains!
The fat man shook his head confidently: "Hey hey hey! With metal fixed ammunition, brand new rifles, and advanced automatic pistols... we can at least compete with this damn Datang Group in most of the arms business!
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"At least! This is the only good news among a lot of bad news." The old man breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked a question that the woman around him was also very interested in: "That young man... what is his name?"
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"His name is Fink, and he is a very talented young man! I defeated him and made him the person in charge. If he can design some new weapons, I plan to focus on training him." Neither is Fatty.
Fool, he directly declared his sovereignty over this young man.
Talent, of course, must be in the palm of your hand.
The old man nodded slightly: "Very good! You did the right thing! It's time to let that bitch Sophia take a look. We also value technology!"
"That's right! We will soon be able to revitalize Cyric and return him to a dominant position! We are undefeated! Hahahaha!" The fat man laughed loudly and proudly.
"Cyric is invincible! Hahaha!" The old man also laughed.
"Long live Cyric!" the woman echoed coldly from the side.
