Everyone present was a little dumbfounded when they heard Fatty's explanation of the right time, right place and right people, but they couldn't help but admit that what he said made some sense.
Wilson, who was on the top of the mountain just now, looking down at all living things, suddenly felt like he had stepped on the air and plummeted to the bottom of the valley.
This guy has been talking for a long time, but he still has a set of excuses.
Wilson was secretly angry, and his expression became cold, and Youyou said: "A lot of intelligence shows that Rus has indeed long been interested in annexing Suriel. If raising tigers is a danger and ignoring objective threats, then our mediation team will
Raising troops and mobilizing a large number of people is equivalent to a wasted trip. I'm afraid that Su Lier's political situation will be turbulent again, and it's hard to say that long-term peace and stability can be achieved!"
Now that everything has happened, all the fig leaves have been torn off. What else is left to hide?
His words contained threats and were tantamount to giving the fat man an ultimatum.
Seeing the dead man in ashes, he started to play with the communication ring again, and the fat man felt extremely depressed.
"If there hadn't been an accident, I was worried that there would be a large number of casualties. How would I have time to tell you this? As a senior executive of Blood Thorn, you only know how to use force. Do you understand that this is a negotiation? Then you have to talk! It's really awesome.
Shameless! Bah!" He cursed angrily in his heart.
At this moment, Dilbora interjected again with a smile in his eyes: "Actually, Mr. Mai's analysis is not unreasonable. So, in your opinion, how much time will it take to solve these problems and make preparations?"
Woolen cloth?!"
Hearing that the woman openly supported his opponent's statement, Wilson's face became even more gloomy, and he wished he could kill these rip-off Yezrilites to relieve his anger.
"Oh! That's right! This is called a negotiation!" The fat man immediately became happy after hearing this, and his affection for Dilbora also greatly increased.
"Hey! Eliminating threats is of course the basis for long-term peace and stability, but if we take action hastily, once the battle is defeated, the consequences will be even more unpredictable!" The fat man said, glancing at Wilson's finger intentionally or unintentionally, and then continued: "I probably also
After all, according to the preparations that must be made just now, if everything is in order, I am afraid it will take at least five or six years!"
As soon as Mr. Mai said these words, there was an uproar on the scene.
Even everyone in the Temple camp felt that Master Mai's delaying strategy was a little too unreliable.
Five or six years ago?! Why don’t we just say we don’t want to fight anymore and that’s the end of it!
Wilson's patience had reached its limit, and he was about to press his finger on the communication ring, but he suddenly remembered the fat man's casual glance just now. Was the other party prepared?
At such a moment of hesitation, Baz, who had always been silent, suddenly said: "It took such a long time that the daylilies were cold! And you even slapped me!"
After he said this line that Fatty had told countless times, he felt relieved and his forehead was already covered with sweat.
For Baz, on such an occasion, sitting in such a position, and being arranged to speak, it was really a bit reluctant.
"Captain Baz is quick to speak, and his words are not harsh!" The fat man was really worried that Wilson would take action now, so he quickly took over the conversation and said: "I have racked my brains for this, although I can barely think of a way to speed up preparations, but
It’s impossible to do it with Su Lier’s strength alone!”
After Mr. Mai finished speaking with infinite regret, he turned his expectant eyes to Dilbora.
The woman understood immediately and said slowly: "Master Mai, what you said is wrong. With a powerful ally like McCann, what can't be done?"
As she spoke, her assessment of the danger of the fat man increased to a higher level.
This guy is obviously the instigator of the relationship between Yezliel and McCann, but he can still handle it with ease in the presence of all three parties, and even blatantly induces himself to help him speak. His mental courage is not only admirable,
It's even more frightening.
Seeing that Dilbora was so well-behaved, the fat man felt proud and happy. He quickly turned his face and asked innocently: "Mr. Wilson, is this really like this?!"
Wilson was already annoyed by the fat man's style of pulling out drawers. He snorted coldly and did not answer.
"The reason why McCann has so many allies willing to follow him, apart from his great-power demeanor of rescuing people in distress, is of course also because he has strong backing. As an important minister of the country, don't you even know this?!" Philip grabbed
Seizing the opportunity to belittle the fat man, he said arrogantly.
"Oh!" Fatty didn't expect that Philip would be so interesting at the critical moment, and he was so moved that he almost cried.
He waved his hand and said excitedly: "Since that's what I said, then all the problems will be solved!"
Mr. Mai stood up excitedly, glanced at everyone present, and finally stopped on Wilson's face, which was full of doubts. He said solemnly: "When it comes to fighting, I am an amateur. But there is one thing I know very well.
.Compared with the right time, place, and people, there is another more critical factor. With it, we can even go against the will of heaven and turn disadvantages into advantages. It can also make people put aside their differences and unite as one."
"Hey! Mr. Mai, please stop beating around the bush. What is the key factor?" Mr. Homeles, a professional stair delivery expert, urged with a smile.
"Money! Lord Deputy! It's money! My Lord Wilson, do you understand? Sirs, do you hear what I say clearly?" the fat man shouted greedily.
No one answered Mr. Mai, and there was silence in the field. Only the breeze blew by, causing the flags and flags to bang against the poles and trees.
Yes, everyone knows that it is actually a sound of extortion.
Wilson let out a deep breath to vent his infinite contempt for the Suriel people.
I wasted so much time and energy, but it turned out that I was just asking for money!
Shameless!
Seeing that everyone was silent, the fat man thought that what he said was not clear enough, so he explained anxiously: "Everyone, war costs money! Think about it, how much does a day's military expenditure for an army of 700,000 people cost? How much does it cost?
Equipment, supplies, pensions, and rewards, which one does not cost money? Please ask the descendants of the Chahan family to contact the old ministry. Just rely on face and just talk. Once the war begins, how can the livelihood of ordinary people be maintained?
, drink the northwest wind? Compared with Chen's talk of righteousness, to win over those people who have their own small calculations, wouldn't a lot of money be more immediate? Crossing the river by force, no shipbuilding is allowed? No money is spent on shipbuilding? And..."
Judging from Mr. Mai's posture, he probably couldn't list all the items that needed to be spent in one day. Wilson had no choice but to interrupt the other person's chattering and asked in a cold voice: "What is your budget?"
"Oh, well, it's not a lot. Of course, it's just a rough calculation." The fat man forced his heart to calm down and said tremblingly: "About 400 billion, Mckinkin dollars, you can
, what do you think? What, when will it arrive?!"
As soon as this number was uttered, almost everyone went on alert.
The greedy Mr. Mai really dares to open his mouth.
You must know that at this time, Su Lier's annual national fiscal revenue, converted into Mckinkin dollars, is only about 60 billion.
But the fat man spent 400 billion in one go. Damn, how big of an expense would this be?
To say that those who had already worshiped the fat man to the highest degree at this time were A Lang, Fei Huan and A Hao who were currently among Wilson's entourage.
Only then did they realize what it means to be a little dwarfed by a big witch!
Only then did I understand why every time Qiu Dun and Luo Yan talked about this man, their expressions were not only filled with respect, but also with some fear.
Just when everyone thought Wilson was about to have an attack, Dead Man Gray suddenly asked two words: "Time?"
"Three months!" Fatty's eyes lit up and he replied without thinking.
***The author has something to say***
Fatty: Anyway, the peace agreement is only for three months. If there is a fight then, it is better to have money than no money?! You can also drag McCann into the water together, why not? As for who is the backer?
, it’s hard to say, I only believe in these four words: “Everything depends on human effort”!