Chapter 662: layout

"Sit down, your majesty and this king are naturally aware of your loyalty." Chen Fan waved his hand to let the agitated generals take the lead, and then comforted: "This king also knows that you are holding fire in your belly, and this king is actually very angry. , After all, people just pee on our heads. But anger can't solve any problems, but will destroy the layout of the empire."
Although the generals were indignant, no one jumped up to object.
Chen Fan continued: "This king doesn't tell you any great truths. In short, you listen to this king's arrangements, and this king guarantees that you can happily let out this bad breath, and then even get back with the benefits!"
"Yes, King!!!" The generals agreed in unison.
Chen Fan nodded in satisfaction, then turned around and patted Noire on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "I'm afraid I will be wronged by Brother Noire this time."
"There, there, it's all for the empire!" Noire quickly said.
Then Chen Fan personally directed a big drama.
First, Noire admitted that he took the initiative to become a minister, which caused dissatisfaction and rebellion, which caused a great loss of strength.
The British Empire originally worried that the gang of arrogant soldiers under Pointe-Noire would be out of control. Now seeing the opponent fighting in their own nests is naturally ecstatic, hoping that Pointe-Noire's strength will be greatly damaged to be controlled.
And the ‘result’ was as expected by the British Empire. Pointe Noire’s Void Fleet lost most of it due to this rebellion, and the morale of the rest was low and the military was unstable.
In order to stabilize his position, Noire had to try to please the new master.
The British Empire also believed in this, not only comforting words, but also generously giving away people and things to consolidate Noire's dominance.
For this kind of sand-mixing behavior, the British Empire has long been familiar with it. The previously recruited star thief groups were all controlled by this method. Otherwise, they wouldn't worry about allowing these lawless star thief to go out and do evil under their banner. After all, no one who can become a thousand-year-old empire is a fool, and naturally understands the meaning of the four words bullying and fearing hardship.
However, the trick used by the British Empire on the Pointe-Noire fleet is nothing but meat buns and dogs.
"My lord, these dozen people are the last batch." Black Horn stood beside Chen Fan, pointing at the dozen or so Samols on the ground tied into piglets.
The British Empire is an interstellar empire, and the main nation within it is this kind of humanoid called Samer.
The appearance is similar to that of human beings, with an average height of about 1.7 meters, red hair, blue eyes and gray skin. What is slightly different from humans is that the Samers will have beautiful fluorescent markings on their bodies in the dark, which is very consistent with the mainstream aesthetics of the universe. .
Therefore, at the beginning of the founding of the country, the British Empire had a very tragic history of being oppressed and exploited, but now that it became stronger, it imposed all the humiliation it suffered on races weaker than itself.
"Yeah." Chen Fan hummed, and Heijiao immediately took his men out of the secret room and guarded them outside, not allowing anyone to approach half a step.
After a while, I heard a scream like a pig in the secret room.
After a long time the door opened, Chen Fan wiped his hands and walked out, followed by seven Samols with their usual expressions.
"Only seven were persuaded this time." Chen Fan casually threw the handkerchief into the trash can and ordered: "Those six let them die by accident."
"Yes, King." Noire didn't ask much, and he greeted his subordinates to enter the room and bring out six hideous bodies to create the scene of the accident.
The British Empire didn't know that the ‘reinforcements’ it had sent had all become supporters of Pointe-Noire, and even issued a high-profile looting permit to Pointe-Noire.
Of course, the looting certificate strictly stipulates what can only be looted, and all the looting gained from the British Empire must be divided into 70%. If it performs well in the future, it may increase the share of the privateer fleet.
The only benefit that the privateer fleet can get is the verbal asylum promised by the British Empire, and the pie that may be washed away in the future.
Noire got the looting permit, and didn’t immediately go to work. Instead, he honestly did a few votes, and then obediently handed in 70% of the looted proceeds, and then under Chen Fan’s instruction, he left the rest. 30% of them all went out to bribe high-ranking officials from all walks of life in the British Empire.
At first, Noire still bumped into the wall, after all, a bereaved dog is not worth the extra look of those celebrities.
But in the end, it still couldn't stand the point Noire gave too much.
Although the gift was sent, it is not known how effective it was.
But this is only Chen Fan's first-hand layout of the big net.
Afterwards, every time Noire gained from looting, 70% turned in and 30% bribed, gradually making him famous among the imperial aristocracy.
Of course it's not a good reputation, it's nothing more than stupid people and a lot of money.
But it can't stand the comparison!
Look at the pitiful tribute of the other privateer fleets, and look at the huge tribute of the Pointe-Noire fleet, which is about to catch up with the looting of their empire fleet~EbookFREE.me~ For a while, several great nobles They all noticed Noire and the fleet under his command.
"My lord, this is the third noble reception invitation I have received." Noire took out a beautifully crafted invitation and put it on the table, reporting: "This time is a real power earl named Claire. Monte. I guess the other party meant to solicit, do you think?"
"Is it a relative of the emperor?" Chen Fan asked casually.
Noire replied: "According to the people under his hand, the earl is the emperor's uncle. He holds three interstellar fleets. The family runs a galaxy and a dozen planets."
Chen Fan asked again: "Does the other party have any girls?"
"Huh?" Black Horn was taken aback for a moment, and quickly took out the intelligence to check and replied: "There are three daughters, two are married, and the remaining one is only three months old."
Chen Fan gently knocked on the table and asked with certainty: "How many mistresses are there?"
Noire replied with a black line on his face: "According to the eyeliner, I found out that there are more than a dozen on the bright side..."
Chen Fan reached out and touched his pocket, took out more than a dozen kinds of gorgeous jewellery and ordered: "Send these secretly, each has a share, but don't say anything, just let the other party know that you gave it. That's it."
"Got it." Pointe Noire responded immediately.
Two days later, Pointe Noire received an invitation from Earl Claire Monte again.
"Oh, changed it to a gold sticker?" Chen Fan played with the golden invitation, and said with a strange smile: "Inviting Baron Noire? You are really fast in the rank promotion!"
Pointe Noire smiled helplessly: "This king is not rare for a mere noble."
"Okay, the show is almost at its climax. You, the actor, can't stop acting." Chen Fan put aside the gold sticker and ordered: "Go and dress up, my Lord Noire."