blackstone code

Chapter 380 There is always a way to make people bow their heads

Bargaining is normal, Lynch can ask for it, and Nagalil's representatives can also refuse.

They rejected this condition, and Lynch put forward new conditions. The two sides constantly changed their methods and methods to meet the other party's requirements as much as possible without harming their own interests. This is negotiation.

Lynch confidently didn't look at anyone, looked directly at the representative of Nagalil, and pursed his lips, "We emphasize the legality of the circulation of the Federal Sol in the United Kingdom of Nagalil, and even hope that it can It’s not for some selfish purpose to become legal tender.”

"Once the United Kingdom of Nagalil and the Baylor Federation have established friendly and equal bilateral diplomatic relations, the first thing we have to face is the issue of cross-border and cross-currency settlement."

"Given that the current exchange rate of Galil to Sol is fluctuating greatly, and the international community does not have much confidence in Galil, and you do not agree to set the Federal Sol as legal currency, or a legal currency in circulation, this is It will cause great distress to all federal developers, workers and all related industries and individuals in the United Kingdom of Nagalil."

"However, considering our expectations for friendly relations between the two sides, we have relaxed the requirements for the second time. As long as your Union Bank has an official background and is guaranteed by the central government, the one-time purchase should not be less than 500 billion federal dollars. The foreign exchange reserve of the Federal Republic of Sol should not be less than 400 billion at any time, and the above three principles of free exchange rate fluctuations should be respected. I think the negotiation can enter the next stage.”

Lynch's expression was very calm, he looked at these people sitting across the table, "There is an old saying here, it's called 'If you refuse someone the first time, that's a reasonable request; if you refuse someone the second time, That is the respect others have for you; but when you want to refuse for the third time, it is the humiliation of your respect for others'..."

This sentence was a threat, which made the representative of Nagalil and Governor Drago shut their mouths instinctively, and swallowed the sentence "impossible" into their stomachs.

They communicated in local language in a low voice, and about a few minutes later, the representative of Nagalil said carefully, "We need further discussion and discussion before we can give an answer. After all, this involves..." He shook his head as if trembling After a while, "The problem of foreign exchange intake of 500 billion federal sols."

"Compared to this, we can talk about some business cooperation..."

At this moment, Lynch stood up directly. He ignored the expression of the Nagalil delegation and turned to look at Mr. Truman, "I suggest that today's negotiations end here, before the last condition is reached , we don’t need to talk about something deeper, it’s just a waste of time!”

This special request is not too much, because the things to be discussed next are actually based on the establishment of diplomatic relations between them. Now that the most critical issue of diplomatic relations cannot be negotiated, just talk about the latter things, as if there is no foundation It is as ridiculous as building a tall building from the ground.

No matter how good the talks are now, and no matter how perfect the description of the future is, as a result, the last principled issue cannot be discussed, and everything can only be abandoned, so there is no need to talk at all.

Didn't even go in, just talk about how to move, who is teasing whom?

Mr. Truman paused for a moment, nodded his head and stood up, "I agree with your request, so today's negotiation is over, just in time, you can also go back to your think tank to talk, maybe they can give you Excellent advice."

With Mr. Truman's words, the negotiations this afternoon are over. Although the Nagalil delegation was a little reluctant and looked ugly, they also stood up.

The two parties shook hands and then separated, but when they were shaking hands, Lynch did not let go of the Nagalil representative's hand immediately. He looked at each other, "What I said last time was not joking with you, if you insist on To wear off our patience, I suggest you buy a boat ticket back to Nagalil in the afternoon, and then pray to God, and pray that Gefla's Royal Navy can win."

"Otherwise, our anger will eventually ignite the forests and grasslands of Nagalil!"

Lynch let go of his hand, and he looked at these people with a slightly contemptuous attitude, "You can take this as a warning, or as a reminder..."

He paused as he spoke, and a proud smile gradually appeared on his face, "Then good afternoon, gentlemen!"

After all, he turned and left without looking back.

Mr. Truman didn't explain and didn't say anything else. He caught up with Lynch in a few steps, and whispered, "Why don't I know that sentence, what is the first, second, and third time? Where did you hear it? of?"

Lynch's words are very philosophical. It may be nothing at first glance, but if you think about it deeply, isn't this the truth?
The first and second concessions can be regarded as a gentleman's performance, but the third concession is weakness.

Anyone who has a bottom line and persistence is unlikely to back down for the third time, and now, they just stepped on the line of the third time.

A person who can speak such great, wise and philosophical words must be a great man, at least a great man. Mr. Truman would like to know who he is, and read his other works to find some Smart stuff.

Lynch raised his mouth slightly, "I made it up temporarily..."

As soon as Mr. Truman lifted his footsteps, he stayed in the air, and his whole body went "blank" for a moment. When he came back to his senses, Lynch had already led him for several steps.

He chased after him and walked side by side again, "Should I say something?"

Lynch said with a smile, "You can flatter me and then praise me, I won't be polite."

Mr. Truman shook his head with a wry smile, "I won't satisfy you..." Then he changed the subject, "Following the topic we discussed in the conference room just now, what if they are willing to eat 500 billion Sol? manage?"

"Impossible!" Lynch said categorically, "You don't know much about Nagalil because you haven't been there. All your knowledge of this country comes from other people's explanations, but I have been there."

"In this country, 90.00% of five's wealth is in the hands of one percent of people, in the true sense."

"If they agree to this condition, it means that these rulers will spend 500 billion, or about [-] trillion Galil, to eat the foreign exchange."

"Let's not talk about whether all their banknotes add up to five trillion Galils. Even if they have, they will not pay it, because only their ruling class can afford it."

"In other words, this is cutting the flesh of the ruling group and dedicating themselves for the country. These people are not so noble. If there were, Nagalil would not be what it is now."

Mr. Truman listened very carefully. Through what Lynch said, he felt that the problem was indeed not a big deal. It was like a country that the Federation could not compete with asked the Federation to spend five trillion federal soles in exchange for the so-called peace.

The federal government will definitely not be able to take it out, so will those capitalists be willing to take out this money and exchange it for another currency, and 80.00% of it is not allowed to circulate at will?
There is no doubt that the capitalists will switch sides in no time, and the rulers of Nagalil will probably do the same, if they are as Lynch said.

But everything should not be too simple, too beautiful, too absolute, he said softly, "If there is such a one in ten thousand chance..."

"In case they agree..." Lynch stopped and stood on the steps outside the gate, the strong sunlight in the sky shone on the earth, it really wanted to leave traces of its own passing on Lynch's handsome face, But it's a pity that there was such a shadow that just covered Lynch's face.

He looked at Mr. Truman, "If they really do that, their own finances will go bankrupt, and almost 80.00% of a country's wealth will be artificially frozen, which is absolutely impossible for any country that implements a free economy. It is a devastating disaster, we only need to run a little bit, and we can easily destroy their economy, their market, and even their regime!"

Mr. Truman's thinking has caught up with Lynch, and he took a breath. Indeed, if 80.00% of the federal banknotes are indented in the safe, only 20.00% can be circulated. The market and economy of this country It collapsed in an instant.

But he frowned and asked, "What if they're printing new money like crazy?"

Lynch sneered, "Then send troops to fight them, cheating us of 500 billion, and each federal person loses hundreds of dollars on average. Even if we don't propose it, the people will demand to send troops to seek justice for ourselves !"

"Mr. Truman, do you think the gentlemen in Congress will be happy if the Federation has a piece of territory on the mainland of Belmont?"

After finishing speaking, Lynch nodded slightly to say goodbye, and left here. He still had a private meeting to attend, and when he came back, Mr. Wardrick couldn't wait to chat with him.

Standing on the steps and watching Lynch get into the car and leave, Mr. Truman suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

He always felt that Lynch was inciting him to send troops to Nagalil, but if such a day really happened, doing so seemed to be in the interest of the entire Federation.

Of course, it is conceivable that Lynch will naturally eat the fattest meat, but this kind of thing that has always made Mr. Truman very dissatisfied (capitalist's pursuit of profit) has become possible. Accept it.

The sun burned his cheeks, making him unable to open his eyes. At this time, Lynch's luxury car had already disappeared into the traffic flow. Only the metal-made federal symbol in the fountain in the square in front of the steps was shining in the sun.

A sentence suddenly appeared in his mind, the interests of the country are above all else!
(End of this chapter)