Chapter 833: : Tang Dao wants to be a nobleman.
Tang Dao wants the Duke of York to die, the royal family will definitely not agree!
In other words, he was not killed. If he had been killed, he would not have asked Gerald to make peace. After all, there is no need for a dead person to give an explanation.
However, the scourge will last for thousands of years!
Gerald said helplessly, "Okay, well, I didn't come to you to quarrel, the royal family asked me to come to you to solve the problem, OK?"
"Then tell me how the royal family wants to solve it." Tang Dao threatened, "If it doesn't satisfy people, don't say it. I will think it is an insult to me."
When Gerald saw such a rampant businessman, he was very angry, but he endured it and put forward the conditions of the royal family.
"1. TBF is designated as the exclusive bank for the royal family!"
"Second, allow the Savior Company to legally operate weapons and ammunition in the UK."
"Three, in the newly established military-industrial alliance, the savior company is allowed to take up positions, and there are no attached conditions."
"Fourth, the royal family sponsors the Somalia Roman tribe for 20 million pounds!"
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There are many conditions, but these four are the first. Tang Dao was also surprised when he heard it. The second means that the company can sell weapons on the land of England, and radiate the entire European mainstream society from here, while the third means that It's another style, if you can't beat him, just win him over!
No wonder Gerald was in a bad mood. The two sides broke up and were about to start a competition. In the end, the royal family said they would play together with Tang Dao. Wasn't this a thorn in his heart?
But the relationship between their family and the royal family is very complicated, and to a certain extent, they are the spokespersons. Therefore, no matter how upset he is, Gerald knows which is more important.
"How about these conditions? If you agree, I will send someone to sign the contract."
Tang Dao responded, "Mr. Duke, I think we can add one more."
Gerald frowned, and asked dissatisfiedly, "This is enough sincerity!" Tang Dao on the opposite side didn't speak, he could only helplessly say, "Okay, tell me, what are the conditions?"
"I want the queen to make me a viscount!"
In modern society, British titles should actually be an honor, not an actual privilege. After all, it is no longer medieval Europe, but you are not an ordinary person if you want to be conferred. You must be a celebrity inside or outside, or have made outstanding contributions to society.
Tang Dao has just been released by the London police. Although he is not guilty, this happened for real. Many people think he is a criminal!
Gerald paused for a moment.
"Your Excellency, the medals bought from YW wholesale for 18 yuan are worthless at all. The royal family should not be so stingy." Tang Dao really dared to say that the surviving nobles like Gerald are He took this honor very seriously, and his words seemed to be provocative.
18 bucks!
How can it be so cheap?
"It's noble!" Gerald retorted dissatisfiedly, "It's an honor."
People like Tang Dao who disrespect nobles should have been hanged in the Middle Ages. In other words, where businessmen have the opportunity to discuss with him, the untouchables should kneel and look up to the nobles.
Some people's ambition is always greedy, they want more, do you think the duke is happy? Indeed, he has inexhaustible assets, which are much better than those nobles who have disappeared in the long river of history, but they are also limited to a certain amount of development.
As for the Prime Minister and his gang, they will not let them interfere in the parliament.
They are like a mascot!
This is the biggest dissatisfaction.
"Okay, Duke, what do you think of my proposal?" Tang Dao said with a smile, he looked at his watch, "I'm going to have a late-night snack, but I don't have so much time to stay here with you... in a daze."
He tried his best to pick a good word and used daze instead of nonsense.
"Yes, I promise you."
"Don't you need to report to the Queen?"
The corner of Gerald's mouth twitched slightly, "I can take full responsibility."
"Great, if this is the case, then this matter is over, don't worry, as long as the Duke of York doesn't come to provoke me again, I won't trouble him again." Tang Dao said.
"I hope you can do it." After Gerald snorted twice, he hung up the phone. He didn't want to say another word to this Asian.
Tang Dao didn't care about the other party's faux pas at all. Instead, he walked to the mirror, straightened his shirt in front of the mirror, and greeted with a smile, "Good evening, Your Excellency the Viscount."
There must be a mental problem.
From a criminal to an aristocrat, all you need is money!
Relying on nothing is better than relying on your own strength. What if Tang Dao is just an ordinary person? The royal family will definitely shut him up, so don't worry about etiquette and morality, because only being strong can people respect you.
murderer? All law-making classes are criminals!
"Hurst, help me arrange a meeting with the company's senior management."
Tang Dao walked to the corridor and shouted to the secretary below, "The time is in twenty minutes."
"Okay, boss." Hester Theodore replied.
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Somalia!
The mayor Gaskell turned black again, but his face was full of a sense of accomplishment, because some residents of Aguadong lived in bungalows with water and electricity. Although there were only 800 people, this was also a success. The first-term housing is coming to an end, and this time it can accommodate about 1,000 people.
Recently, he was receiving some tribal chiefs who came here admiringly. The envy in everyone's tone made him and the residents of Aguadong very proud.
He is also full of respect for the new chief.
Of course, he didn't know about the chief's being detained in the UK. His grade was too low to get in touch with. What's more, the Somali news couldn't receive the news from there, which also allowed Aguadong to develop smoothly. Otherwise, who cares?
The bungalows in the first phase alone cost about 200,000 U.S. dollars. They don’t need to be fancy, they just need to be liveable.
"Mayor, there are people gathering outside the town again." A town worker knocked on the door and came in and said in a nervous tone, "There are already hundreds of people outside."
"Again?" Gaskell frowned. "Why can't these people understand?"
Since Aguadong has become a model area, refugees from other tribes have planned to move here. Of course, this is not possible. This is the welfare of the Oroman tribe. Tang Dao is also very tough on this matter, and only recruits from the same tribe , people from other tribes are not allowed to accept it.
The 800,000 Oromans haven't finished digesting it yet, so he doesn't want to be stuffed to death!
Now the number of people in Aguadong is about 70,000, and 20,000 are Oromans relocated from other places. The staff of the town will make inquiries. If not, they can only be sent away. Of course, it is very humane. Two days' rations were delivered.
At present, there is no shortage of food in the town, and the rabbit’s goods arrive on time, and the purchasing department in Germany also replenishes them every four days. With this kind of nutrition, the almost thin residents are growing at a speed visible to the naked eye. In a few months, Tang Dao will be able to use them to form an armed group when he comes back!
Gaskell put on his little hat, and followed the staff into the car. There are at least five kilometers from here to the outside of the town. Aguadong is very big.
After approaching, he heard a noise. Gaskell got out of the car in a hurry, and saw that the police chief Patrick had already stood with someone, and there were two armored vehicles parked next to the town, with M163 "Vulcan" installed on them. A 20mm six-barreled self-propelled anti-aircraft gun, and more than a dozen umbrella employees are watching with arms, and they can rush up as soon as necessary.
"Sir, sir, let's go in, we escaped from the South." A black woman dressed in rags kept pleading to Patrick, and the child next to him also knelt on the ground.
The people behind also made requests one by one.
Patrick's face was still paralyzed, "This place only accepts people from the Oroman tribe. I'm sorry, but you can go to Mogadishu, where there are refugee camps."
The refugee camps are really nothing more than a cosmetic project, lacking food and medical supplies!
Who cares about you, the bosses of the United Nations?
"Are you just watching us die like this?" Someone asked.
It's not that Patrick is sympathetic, but... you can't help more people at all. The pressure of these hundreds of people going in may not be too great, but they will reveal a news to the outside world. People from any tribe in Aguadong can come. Time, there is bound to be a conflict!
Somalia is a very complicated place.
Gaskell stepped forward and raised his hands to persuade, the crowd fell silent for a while, and then there was a silence and some people were crying. This scene is uncomfortable, but this is reality, there is nothing you can do, and some people will despair in this situation , And some people will find a way out again, but some people will go to extremes!
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A black man standing behind suddenly stood up, picked up a stone and threw it at Gaskell and the others, yelling, "You people just want us to die, I will kill you first, rush in, Only we can survive." As he spoke, he got up and rushed over, and just two steps away, there was a bang!
Gunshot! People fell to the ground!
Patrick, who was the captain of the metropolitan operation, took a pistol and shot the opponent to death. He looked at the outsiders below with cold eyes, "If you mess around, kill them all!"
The members of the "DOU Commando" who followed behind him picked up the AK47 in their hands, and the machine guns on the armored vehicles also started to turn their heads. As long as you give an order, the front can be directly swept to death!
He is very hard-hearted, or in other words, he is adhering to the boss's order. This is private property, and everything owned by Aguadong belongs to Tang Dao. If the group of people in front of him become bandits, Patrick will not mind sending them to see God.
Gaskell hurriedly stopped him, and said in a low voice, "Calm down, are you going to kill them all? Don't do it, at least not at the gate of the town, otherwise, it will cause a big public opinion dispute, let me."
Patrick glanced at him and nodded, "If you can't, I can only drive them away with arms."
He deeply remembered what the instructor said when he was in the police academy, first of all, it was a violent agency, and second, it was a law enforcement department!
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