Alien Arms Empire.

Chapter 132 132 Good Price

To be honest, in Bunas's restaurant, after Tang Mo's suggestion, the improved delicacy still left a deep impression on Gies.

He never thought that Tang Mo's improved seafood would be so delicious, nor did he think that Buna's fried chicken was also amazing.

In short, he was very happy with this meal, and even felt that it was a worthwhile trip just to have such a meal.

He wiped the corners of his mouth decently with a napkin, and brought back the chatter that he had just boasted to each other: "Mr. Tang, I heard from other places that you have a very good arms workshop?"

"Huh? Mr. Keith, who did you hear that from?" Before Tang Mo put down his knife and fork, he looked at Geese in surprise, and said, "I almost forgot that I really have such a little boy." workshop."

They didn't introduce themselves to each other from the beginning, and even after Keith introduced the Minister of Construction Bowes, they didn't take the initiative to introduce themselves.

But it seems that the two parties have known each other for a long time, or that both parties have already investigated each other's background, so no one asked, and no one introduced themselves.

Tang Mo knew that Geese was one of the heads of the Cyric Consortium, and he was the spokesperson for the Cyric Consortium within the Kingdom of Wright.

And Geese also knew that Tang Mo was that damned weapon maker who was mysterious and made weapons that surpassed the Cyric musket.

Everyone is so familiar, isn't it a bit too fake to pretend that it is the first time to know each other?In fact, the two just haven't met each other, so it can definitely be regarded as a "long-time friendship".

Now that the topic is about the workshop, Gith's expression became serious: "I heard that your workshop... produces weapons that are much better than those produced by the Cyric Consortium?"

"It's really embarrassing for you to say that... Actually, in fact... what you said is also accurate." Tang Mo seemed a little embarrassed, and admitted very shyly.

"In half a year, you provided North Ridge with 2000 such muskets?" Keith frowned and asked a question of his own.

In fact, it's not that he can't understand advanced weapons. Cyric's weapons have been mass-produced for a hundred years. It's not surprising that a brand new weapon has been born in such a long time.

Even Cyric himself is doing research and development and subversion in this area, but he hasn't figured it out yet.

The reason why Cyric completely lost control on the Northridge issue this time is that the people in charge of Cyric, including Geese, never imagined that the variables would appear in just half a year.

If it wasn't for their carelessness to underestimate the enemy, then such important information as Tang Mo's replacement of North Ridge with muskets would not have been sent to Geese until the war broke out.

It was Tang Mo's production method that surpassed the times that caused Cyric to fall into a blind spot of cognition, which led to the failure of this war.

From this point of view, what really defeated Cyric was not the 2000 needle guns and breech-loading field cannons, but Tang Mo's steam engine and corresponding machine tools.

"Uh, actually, it's 3000." Tang Mo still looked embarrassed and humble, but what he said made Geese tremble all over.

The production method of being able to produce a full 3000 muskets in half a year seems to be more attractive to Geese than Tang Mo's new muskets.

At this moment, Keith felt his heart beat faster, and he thought of a vast number of possibilities in an instant, some possibilities that would make his life different.

He thought of killing Tang Mo, then devouring Tang Mo's assets, using these assets as bargaining chips, and making himself a new shareholder of the Cyric consortium in one fell swoop.

He also thought about taking Tang Mo's things as his own, then bargaining with Cyric, and even fighting back, and becoming the next founder of the Cyric consortium himself.

In short, he thought a lot, and even forgot to continue talking with Tang Mo for a moment.Tang Mo was not in a hurry, and ate the food in front of him, as if waiting for Gies to speak first.

Sure enough, after being distracted for a long time, Gies spoke first. He stared at Tang Mo and asked, "I am deeply impressed by your production technology. Now we can have a good talk...how? Like? Let’s make a price.”

Tang Mo swallowed what was in his mouth, looked curious, and asked in disbelief, "Why? Are you going to buy them all?"

"Uh huh, why not." Geese suddenly felt a lot more relaxed, because Tang Mo didn't seem to have any intention of rejecting him.

It seemed that Tang Mo was also afraid of Cyric's power, and planned to leave after making a fortune.This is obviously a good thing and makes the whole thing a lot easier.

As long as Tang Mo doesn't want to fight against the Cyric Consortium, there is too much room for manipulation.To Cyric, money is just a number, one hundred thousand gold coins?The young man named Tang Mo in front of him may have never seen so much money in his life, right?
Tang Mo thought for a while, carefully estimated a price for his property, and finally gave a price that he thought was acceptable: "About... 600 million gold coins? Or 650 million."

He felt that if the Cyric Consortium was really willing to spend money to buy all the properties here, he would still be willing to part with it.

With such a large sum of money, he can go to Northridge to become a rich man, start to buy property again, and get a new factory out.

Boss on the side almost vomited out all the delicious fried chicken he ate.He looked at Tang Mo, with a constipated expression as if he had just heard that the king died by shooting.

Then, he looked again, and Gies, who was choked there and didn't speak for a long time-he saw an expression similar to his own from the other person's face.

Keith finally choked out a sentence: "Are you kidding me?"

"Do you think it's not worth the price?" Tang Mo looked in disbelief, looked at Geese in surprise, and asked back.

"..." Gies really wanted to slap the table and yell at Tang Mo loudly, "Do you know how much 600 million gold coins are?"

The entire Wright Kingdom may not be worth the price!If you give the king 600 million gold coins, he may even consider making you the actual ruler of half the kingdom!
What a joke, that is a sky-high wealth that can only be transported by hundreds of horse-drawn carriages. Anyone who owns such wealth can be said to be incomparably rich!

No matter how rich Cyric was, he couldn't spend so much money in one go.Because such a large amount of money can no longer be called a transaction.

Or, from another point of view, for a transaction with a total value of up to 600 million gold coins, Cyric may be more willing to pay through other means - such as war.

Finally, Keith resisted the urge to slap the table, adjusted his breathing, and said with a sneer: "I have to admit, you are a powerful businessman, a pure businessman... I'm starting to like you a little bit."

"Thank you. Then, Cyric plans to pay me?" Tang Mo asked curiously again, as if he cared more about the deal.

Geese had already started thinking about eradicating Tang Mo. He even felt that the young man sitting in front of him was a very, very dangerous existence.

In his mind, he even started to think about how to dispatch troops if he went back, and give Tang Mo a vivid education lesson: "You'd better be realistic. If I have 600 million gold coins, I can mobilize 30 soldiers, crush everything about you."

"Well, you can try it too... I don't mind." Tang Mo shrugged his shoulders, looking indifferent.

"I can't give you that much money, you can think about other things." Keith felt his head hurt a little.

Tang Mo began to think seriously again. After thinking for a while, he said to Geese very solemnly, "Okay, then I want the Wright Kingdom."

"Huh?" Geese was taken aback, not knowing what Tang Mo meant by wanting the Wright Kingdom.

On this side, Tang Mo didn't keep Geese waiting, and said very smoothly: "I want Cyric to withdraw from the Wright Kingdom's market and let me become the Wright Kingdom's weapon supplier... In addition, I also want the Wright Kingdom All the mines in the territory, everything under Cyric's control, are handed over to me!"

"Your appetite is too big, right?" Geese roughly calculated, and felt that Tang Mo's request was definitely not cheap.

The Wright Kingdom has quite a few mines, and there are many in Northridge. Most of these mines are in the hands of the Cyric Consortium, and they are definitely worth a lot of money.

Based on the price of more than a hundred thousand gold coins in a mine, Tang Mo's request for this piece alone can be described as expensive.

If you add the initial investment in equipment and personnel for mining, plus Cyric's painstaking efforts in the Wright Kingdom for many years, personal connections and other messy details... the price will be even more impressive.

According to Guice's calculations, all of them add up to an actual value of more than 300 million.

What hurt Gies even more was that the Wright Kingdom's troops had to be equipped with new weapons and equipment. This cost was definitely a large sum of money.

Going to Calai's house, Tang Mo didn't seem to have much cheaper price at all, so Gies also found it unbearable.

"You see, there is a serious disagreement between us on this matter..." Tang Mo raised his wine glass with a smile, and gestured to Geese. After toasting each other, the two took a sip each. Then Tang Mo spoke.

"Oh?" Gies stared at Tang Mo with great interest, and questioned.

Tang Mo pointed to himself, and said: "You Cyric think that the market you occupy now will always be yours. But in fact, this is not the case. The market can be yours Cyric or mine. of!"

(End of this chapter)