Karl's eyes were slightly dark, "It's nothing. Admiral Isildar submitted an application form this afternoon and wanted to increase the Air Force's financial budget."
"Isn't that a good thing?"
"It is indeed a good thing, but the cost is too high. The Ministry of Finance is almost running into a deficit."
"Then ask the bank for it."
Karl's face became darker and darker, and even his voice became deeper, "Those old guys at the Central Bank are not economical. They will definitely give me a lot of reasons to reject me."
Zoro's mind was spinning quickly and he immediately said, "There are also arms dealers. They have a lot of money. Let them sponsor it. Anyway, they have made enough money in these wars. It will not be difficult to spit out a little bit."
"you're right."
Solo volunteered very much. He got up from Karl's lap and said, "Prime Minister, I'm familiar with them. Leave this matter to me."
"Are you okay?" Karl was a little unsure.
"Of course. After following you for so long, don't you still believe me? Or are you afraid that I won't be able to handle it?"
Karl scratched the tip of Solo's nose, "I'm afraid those profiteers will bully you. You are my treasure, and I can't bear to see you suffer any injustice."
"No, I am yours, they don't dare to bully me," he paused for a moment, his narrow eyes revealed a hint of coldness, "Whoever dares to bully me, don't let them do any future business."
"My dear, you are right. Then I will leave this matter to you. Don't let me down."
Solo smiled, "No, Prime Minister, don't worry."
"My baby is the best," Karl yawned and stood up from his seat, "I'm a little tired, and I have to discuss the next battle with Lanson with the people from the Ministry of Defense tomorrow."
Hearing that Solo was a little anxious, "Prime Minister, haven't you decided yet? You've been waiting there for so long."
Karl hooked Solo and walked out of the study, "Let's wait until we discuss it tomorrow."
Zoro nodded reluctantly, "Okay."
In the middle of the night, Zoro opened his eyes from his sleep and found that his body was held tightly by someone, unable to move. The intermittent snoring sounded particularly harsh at this night.
He moved and broke free from Karl's arms, and saw that the other person was sleeping soundly, with an expression of extreme disgust on his feminine face.
Getting off the bed very lightly, Solo used the moonlight outside the window to go to the study next door, took out a few documents from the locked drawer, and looked through them with a flashlight.
After reading the document, the expression on his pale face was extremely ferocious.
This old guy dared to lie to him. Isildar's document had already been approved, and Valencia's finances were not as difficult as he said. The old guy had been taking advantage of him from beginning to end.
Waiting for him to take the initiative to negotiate with that group of arms dealers, he knew that those arms dealers were difficult to deal with, and deliberately set a trap for himself to get in.
I sold out my lust in order to be able to use him to realize my goal of unifying Katyala. On the surface, this old guy seemed to love me in every possible way, but secretly he was still using me. I still underestimated him.
Originally, I wanted to save his life. Those chronic poisons could also keep him alive for several years, but now it seems that I have to speed up the process.
His narrow eyes flashed with cold murderous intent, and Zoro put the document back intact.
He picked up the phone on the table and dialed, "It's me."
"My dear, why are you still up so late?" The other party was obviously awakened from his sleep, and his voice sounded very sleepy. "What's wrong so late?"
Solo said in a low voice, "This old guy is really not that easy to deal with. We need to take action as soon as possible. How is the situation here?"
"We're almost ready," the woman said, obviously hesitant, "Dear, is this really okay?"
"Of course," Zoro played with his curly hair and raised his pointed chin, "Let them prepare as soon as possible, and let them take action when I contact the people from Lanson."
