Chapter 294: The Imperial Admiral was raped again 22
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Shan Bu Yu Shi Er
It's not like Witt didn't expect to see Alex here, after all, he was the target of this visit.
I also know that Alex is now hanging out with the federation's rude general.
But he never expected that Alex in the Federation would be so calm and calm even when facing President Joyce.
This is very detrimental to their negotiations.
What's even more detrimental is that Alex seems to have...restored his original strength?
Wit's gleaming eyes narrowed, and he looked at Alex calmly, and an idea emerged in his mind.
He moved his fingers on his brain, smiled and walked towards the direction where Joyce was standing.
"President Joyce, long time no see."
"Good day, Duke of Witte."
Joyce didn't smile, and when he had a solemn face, he looked particularly cold, shrewd and difficult to deal with. He said hello politely, then looked at the imperial diplomat Morris, and the two nodded to each other.
"Everyone, please come in." Joyce's secretary motioned towards the conference hall.
From beginning to end, Alex didn't even look at Wit or anyone in the Empire, let alone say hello.
When he was about to enter the arena, he looked at Jinchen who was guarding outside.
"Go ahead, I'll wait for you in the outer hall." Jinchen stepped forward and stroked the broken hair on his cheek, speaking softly.
Only relevant personnel could enter this negotiation. Jinchen was not connected to the whole matter. If he entered, he would be held accountable by Witte for hurting Ian and others. Joyce asked him to wait in the outer hall.
"Ah."
Alex rubbed his palm, then turned around and walked a few steps quickly to follow Joyce.
This scene fell into the eyes of the other welcome team, and they expressed their excitement with their eyes. Although they could not speak, they looked at Jinchen teasingly, and he could naturally feel it. He rolled his eyes at them angrily and sat outside. Wait in the lounge area of the hall.
At the same time, 0731 opened the space monitoring screen in a smart way.
conference hall.
Joyce sat in the center position, next to him was the clerk in charge of recording. Logically speaking, the seat on the right should be empty, and two seats away there were other federal civil servants involved in the negotiations.
But he called out to Alex and asked him to sit on his right.
Alex wanted to say it wasn't appropriate, but when he saw the tolerance and love in Joyce's eyes, he couldn't say anything for a moment and just sat down.
He has followed the rules for decades, and it should be okay to be a little more unrestrained around his future father.
But the more conniving the Federation showed towards Alex, the uglier the Empire's face became.
"We are here this time. Your Excellency the President must also know that the youngest son is naughty. He came to the Federation to play without seeing him for a few days. He also likes to play pranks, and he happened to be discovered by your general."
Witt took a pre-emptive strike and the first step was to rescue his precious son from prison.
"He has never suffered a loss in the main star of the empire since he was a child. Isidore also likes this nephew very much, so after knowing this matter, he has been very worried and urged me to come over quickly. I hope that your Excellency, the President, can give me a lot of help. I will take the young son back and teach him a lesson."
After he finished speaking, he looked at Joyce with a smile on his face.
After a few seconds of silence, Joyce finally looked up at him, his eyes were extremely threatening, and his whole aura suddenly changed.
"What a coincidence, my youngest son is also quite naughty. I really can't control him. How about the Duke personally asking Jin Chen to let him go?"
Witte: "..."
He endured it again and again. He was so overwhelmed by Joyce's words that he had a draft full of drafts. It took him a long time to sort out his words and wanted to continue.
Unexpectedly, Joyce interrupted suddenly, "Just kidding, my youngest son still knows how to prioritize. Now Ian and others are waiting outside the hall. Do you want to meet Duke Wit?"
Duke Witte's words were suppressed by him again, his face was completely ugly, and his fists were clenched.
How could he not hear the sarcasm in Joyce's words, mocking Ian for not having a tutor, but this is not an empire, and he still has important things to do, so he can't just show off his face like this.
"This is the best. Could you please Your Excellency the President to let people in."
Joyce laughed and pressed on the hinge in front of the seat.
"Father!" Ian, who still had a wound on his cheek, was standing next to Steven, looking a little scared. When he saw Witte, he couldn't hold back his tears. Life in prison these days has been hell for him. .
Regardless of who else was present in the conference hall, Ian rushed in and pestered Witt to act coquettishly.
"Father! You have to help me teach Alex a lesson, and that federal general named Jinchen! Why should he put me in prison! The people of the Federation are so barbaric!"
The people on the Empire side took a deep breath.
"...Nonsense, what are you talking about!" Witte's eyebrows jumped, and he was almost frightened by his unbridled words. He quickly interrupted, "I haven't met the President yet!"
Ian turned his head in surprise and saw Joey sitting across from him with a half-smiling smile. The other people in the federation were staring at him fiercely. Only then did he realize what he had just said. He bit his lip and lowered his head, his cheeks burning.
Joyce laughed twice, "It seems that the empire still focuses on pampering and pampering for its children."
He looked at the clerk, his words full of sarcasm, "We still have to learn from the Empire on this point. Look at that boy Jinchen who doesn't act coquettishly with me when he grows up. How can he be compared to the Duke of Wit, who is surrounded by his heirs?" The blessing of being coquettish at the knees."
The clerk couldn't hold back his smile. He coughed twice and lowered his head, "That's what you said."
Alex, who was still blank at first, couldn't help but laugh when he heard this and couldn't imagine what Jin Chen looked like acting like a spoiled brat.
But in Ian's eyes, it was just a mockery of him, and his resentment towards them became a little stronger.
Witt really didn't want to talk about the embarrassing topic of this heir's education anymore, so he continued to let Joey mock him, and his eyes signaled Steven to take Ian aside first.
He has more important things to do.
The entourage who came in behind Steven and the two just now handed an item into Witt's hands.
"We have one more important thing to do here this time."
Witt's voice gained confidence and instantly became louder. The Imperial personnel who had lowered their heads just because of embarrassment also raised their chests.
Only Maurice sighed lowly, and just interrupted a few words to adjust the atmosphere, but now he stopped talking at all.
"Please tell me." Joyce said calmly.
"About our empire's General Alex who escaped on the battlefield." Witte deliberately emphasized the word "general" as if to remind Alex of his current identity.
"We are very grateful that he was brought here by federal soldiers on the battlefield and did not let him defect. Now can we take him away and deal with him?"
I also know that Alex is now hanging out with the federation's rude general.
But he never expected that Alex in the Federation would be so calm and calm even when facing President Joyce.
This is very detrimental to their negotiations.
What's even more detrimental is that Alex seems to have...restored his original strength?
Wit's gleaming eyes narrowed, and he looked at Alex calmly, and an idea emerged in his mind.
He moved his fingers on his brain, smiled and walked towards the direction where Joyce was standing.
"President Joyce, long time no see."
"Good day, Duke of Witte."
Joyce didn't smile, and when he had a solemn face, he looked particularly cold, shrewd and difficult to deal with. He said hello politely, then looked at the imperial diplomat Morris, and the two nodded to each other.
"Everyone, please come in." Joyce's secretary motioned towards the conference hall.
From beginning to end, Alex didn't even look at Wit or anyone in the Empire, let alone say hello.
When he was about to enter the arena, he looked at Jinchen who was guarding outside.
"Go ahead, I'll wait for you in the outer hall." Jinchen stepped forward and stroked the broken hair on his cheek, speaking softly.
Only relevant personnel could enter this negotiation. Jinchen was not connected to the whole matter. If he entered, he would be held accountable by Witte for hurting Ian and others. Joyce asked him to wait in the outer hall.
"Ah."
Alex rubbed his palm, then turned around and walked a few steps quickly to follow Joyce.
This scene fell into the eyes of the other welcome team, and they expressed their excitement with their eyes. Although they could not speak, they looked at Jinchen teasingly, and he could naturally feel it. He rolled his eyes at them angrily and sat outside. Wait in the lounge area of the hall.
At the same time, 0731 opened the space monitoring screen in a smart way.
conference hall.
Joyce sat in the center position, next to him was the clerk in charge of recording. Logically speaking, the seat on the right should be empty, and two seats away there were other federal civil servants involved in the negotiations.
But he called out to Alex and asked him to sit on his right.
Alex wanted to say it wasn't appropriate, but when he saw the tolerance and love in Joyce's eyes, he couldn't say anything for a moment and just sat down.
He has followed the rules for decades, and it should be okay to be a little more unrestrained around his future father.
But the more conniving the Federation showed towards Alex, the uglier the Empire's face became.
"We are here this time. Your Excellency the President must also know that the youngest son is naughty. He came to the Federation to play without seeing him for a few days. He also likes to play pranks, and he happened to be discovered by your general."
Witt took a pre-emptive strike and the first step was to rescue his precious son from prison.
"He has never suffered a loss in the main star of the empire since he was a child. Isidore also likes this nephew very much, so after knowing this matter, he has been very worried and urged me to come over quickly. I hope that your Excellency, the President, can give me a lot of help. I will take the young son back and teach him a lesson."
After he finished speaking, he looked at Joyce with a smile on his face.
After a few seconds of silence, Joyce finally looked up at him, his eyes were extremely threatening, and his whole aura suddenly changed.
"What a coincidence, my youngest son is also quite naughty. I really can't control him. How about the Duke personally asking Jin Chen to let him go?"
Witte: "..."
He endured it again and again. He was so overwhelmed by Joyce's words that he had a draft full of drafts. It took him a long time to sort out his words and wanted to continue.
Unexpectedly, Joyce interrupted suddenly, "Just kidding, my youngest son still knows how to prioritize. Now Ian and others are waiting outside the hall. Do you want to meet Duke Wit?"
Duke Witte's words were suppressed by him again, his face was completely ugly, and his fists were clenched.
How could he not hear the sarcasm in Joyce's words, mocking Ian for not having a tutor, but this is not an empire, and he still has important things to do, so he can't just show off his face like this.
"This is the best. Could you please Your Excellency the President to let people in."
Joyce laughed and pressed on the hinge in front of the seat.
"Father!" Ian, who still had a wound on his cheek, was standing next to Steven, looking a little scared. When he saw Witte, he couldn't hold back his tears. Life in prison these days has been hell for him. .
Regardless of who else was present in the conference hall, Ian rushed in and pestered Witt to act coquettishly.
"Father! You have to help me teach Alex a lesson, and that federal general named Jinchen! Why should he put me in prison! The people of the Federation are so barbaric!"
The people on the Empire side took a deep breath.
"...Nonsense, what are you talking about!" Witte's eyebrows jumped, and he was almost frightened by his unbridled words. He quickly interrupted, "I haven't met the President yet!"
Ian turned his head in surprise and saw Joey sitting across from him with a half-smiling smile. The other people in the federation were staring at him fiercely. Only then did he realize what he had just said. He bit his lip and lowered his head, his cheeks burning.
Joyce laughed twice, "It seems that the empire still focuses on pampering and pampering for its children."
He looked at the clerk, his words full of sarcasm, "We still have to learn from the Empire on this point. Look at that boy Jinchen who doesn't act coquettishly with me when he grows up. How can he be compared to the Duke of Wit, who is surrounded by his heirs?" The blessing of being coquettish at the knees."
The clerk couldn't hold back his smile. He coughed twice and lowered his head, "That's what you said."
Alex, who was still blank at first, couldn't help but laugh when he heard this and couldn't imagine what Jin Chen looked like acting like a spoiled brat.
But in Ian's eyes, it was just a mockery of him, and his resentment towards them became a little stronger.
Witt really didn't want to talk about the embarrassing topic of this heir's education anymore, so he continued to let Joey mock him, and his eyes signaled Steven to take Ian aside first.
He has more important things to do.
The entourage who came in behind Steven and the two just now handed an item into Witt's hands.
"We have one more important thing to do here this time."
Witt's voice gained confidence and instantly became louder. The Imperial personnel who had lowered their heads just because of embarrassment also raised their chests.
Only Maurice sighed lowly, and just interrupted a few words to adjust the atmosphere, but now he stopped talking at all.
"Please tell me." Joyce said calmly.
"About our empire's General Alex who escaped on the battlefield." Witte deliberately emphasized the word "general" as if to remind Alex of his current identity.
"We are very grateful that he was brought here by federal soldiers on the battlefield and did not let him defect. Now can we take him away and deal with him?"
