Chapter 486: Additional conditions

() After saying this, he did not stop, walked out of the hotel without looking back, got into a black suv, and traveled far amid the roar of the engine. ∷4∷5∷中∷text△,
The reporters formed a circle around the front door of the hotel, and only after an unknown guest walked in from the outside, did they regained their senses and put away the video equipment and checked the video just now.
There is no need for security to disperse, some of them went straight to the interview car in the hotel parking lot, and some even went to the rest area to sort out press releases.
The two female receptionists at the hotel front desk stared at them blankly and found that they were not the same as when they were swarming. Most people walked very quietly, with deep steps, and there seemed to be heavy objects on their shoulders.
Actually... what is sinking is not the body, but their mood.
Tang Fang is a businessman, not an actor, but why does his performance in front of the camera always affect the hearts of media people who are accustomed to seeing intrigues, intrigues, and ugliness in the world? Not to mention the civilians in front of the TV.
Later, they figured it out, Captain Tang was not an out-and-out businessman at all, just like the words he said: "I am like you", he just said his true inner thoughts------ From the standpoint of an ordinary person, this may be one of the reasons why the big capitalists of the Star Alliance could not understand him.
He obviously has the ability to ignite sacred fires, but he is willing to put his to the high god. This is very rebellious and also violates the rules, so it has angered many people with great abilities.
Rules, like an invisible dividing line, divide people into different levels.
Captain Tang's helplessness was also the helplessness of most people.
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"Floating and sinking by the sea can't help me, floating and sinking by the sea can't help me..."
The scenery outside the car window retreated quickly, and Bilder repeated the words in a low voice, his expression somewhat ugly.
He feels wronged and wronged. The words Captain Tang said to the camera lens in front of the hotel door were simply... just fart.
Who is the "sea"? Who am I"?
The boy with a stomach full of bad water who sits next to him now is the "sea", and now it is the government, not him, who is forced to do nothing!
Captain Tang's feet are clearly on the face of the government, yet he still has to pretend to be a vulnerable group. Is he so shameless...
However, the government is still unable to refute it and dare not come. Two is not possible, three is...Even if the truth is made public, who would believe it?
Bilder wanted to die.
Tang Fang is an upright person, so he speaks very truthfully. For example, now: "Hey, your face is so ugly, you are so wronged if you ask me to have dinner? Or...send me back?"
If there was a knife in front of him now, Bilder would not hesitate to pierce his heart.
This kid is definitely a demon.
"How... how?"
He snorted twice without a smile. I want to protest but dare not, so I can only say sourly: "Don't do it that way."
Tang Fang felt that Bilder was not a person with a sense of humor, so he stopped joking with him, turned his head and looked at the row upon row of skyscrapers outside the bullet-proof glass, and watched the artificial sun reflect the silver light on the curtain wall. , Said: "Although I don't want to admit it,...the public opinion has become my amulet."
"Moreover, my words are not wrong. It's just because everyone's position and situation are different. They have different views on issues."
Bilder thought for a while, and felt that what he said made sense. Because of the "kidnapping plan", "Morning Star Casting" and the upper class of the Star Alliance have torn their faces. If Captain Tang wants to gain a foothold in the Tianchao area, he must get close to the middle class and the lower-class civilians, and use public opinion as a bargaining chip for survival and development. Fight against the joint oppression of those big powers and consortia.
He needs public opinion. Public opinion does not need him.
Society always needs heroes and fighters, right?
The people of the Star League are not the indifferent and subservient slaves of the Monya and Sulu Empires. They have their own beliefs and pursuits.
in a sense. Captain Tang is more like their projection.
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Bilder did not take Tang Fang to a five-star hotel, because he knew that eating was not the key, but who was eating with him.
The banquet was set up in a conference hall in the administrative area of ​​"Sky Garden". This was Tang Fang’s proposal, because according to Chinese tradition, the dinner table is most suitable for business talks.
Of course, all of the above are bullshit, just because he didn’t have enough breakfast and his stomach was grunting with hunger. However, the meeting with President Adam was destined to be a laborious and laborious work. He felt that he would still eat while eating. It’s good to talk, and it can be disgusting, Mr. President, why not do it?
Naturally, Bilder didn't know the evil taste of Master Captain. He admired and said, "Mr. Tang is really a workaholic."
Captain Tang said: "Where, where..." The expression was very humble and the tone was very polite.
This made Bilder a little uncomfortable, wondering if he would be wrong and misunderstand what he meant.
Tang Fang didn't give him too much time to think. He chose Thai food, which is famous for its hot and sour. It is said that he was tired of eating Chinese food and wanted to change his taste.
Bilder immediately ordered someone to prepare, and then led the guests to a conference hall where remote video conferences could be held.
The staff has adjusted the electronic communication equipment to the best condition, and established an encrypted quantum communication channel with the "Heisenberg" Reinhardt Palace, and can conduct video conferences at any time.
Thai cuisine is similar to Chinese Cantonese cuisine in terms of shape and cooking. It is exquisite and delicate. It is completely different from the North Dakai Dahe. The taste is more unique than the light Cantonese cuisine. It is a bit hot and sour, with heavy soup and heavy ingredients. You red sauce, especially seafood, vegetables and vegetables.
Dining in the conference room is not unprecedented, but dining in the conference room in front of Mr. President is definitely the only one above and below.
Whether it's the 1.58 chef who cooks dishes or the technicians who maintain communication equipment, Captain Tang's request is both weird and rude.
Naturally, Tang Fang would not tell them "I'm happy, you have the ability to bite me", because this sentence was prepared for Adam Oliver. He really wanted to know what kind of expressions Mr. President and his think tank would have when they faced a table of colorful Thai food. Are they greedy? Drooling?
When the first appetizer was brought into the room by Bilder's confidant, Tang Fang rushed to Bilder Nunu and signaled that it could start.
The staff debugging equipment in the corner of the room consciously stepped back. The meeting room was dark, and the lens of the projector above the triangular meeting table slid forward. When it stopped at the top corner, with a soft sound of ding, a group of gloomy lights shone down, expanding a three-dimensional light curtain, and then a blue light, slowly drawing a human form in the air.
Tang Fang has wrapped his napkin. It really doesn't match the military uniform below, especially since this guy can't wait to put a piece of chicken feet into his mouth. It chews and makes it itchy.
Adam Oliver is a 50-year-old white man with long slender cheeks and well-defined features. He doesn't seem to be arrogant or majestic. He feels like an uncle delivering a courier downstairs. Honest and kind.
However, there is a blackness under his eyes. If you distinguish them carefully, you can see two eye bags under the eyes. I want to come here and haven't slept well these days.
Of course he can't sleep well! The culprit was the heartless young man opposite, who was chewing his chicken paws as if he hadn't eaten breakfast and had a very ugly meal.
Tang Fang did not eat breakfast, to be precise, he was not full.
Of course, Adam Oliver didn't know about it. He didn't expect to work so hard to adjust his emotions for most of the day to make himself look more kind. In the end, he got such a scene.
He solemnly resembles a believer who worships Buddha. And what about Uncle Tang...
He turned to look at Bilder, his eyes questioning.
The head of the "Babylon" district, a few years older than Mr. President, spread out his hands with a bitter expression. It's not his own business to indicate that it is Uncle Tang's idea.
As a result, Adam Oliver was silent, and the meeting room was silent. There was only the sound of chicken bones breaking between Captain Tang's teeth, like a devil's sneer---sneered at the sad and poor mortal opposite.
The calm in the conference room was finally broken by the knock on the door. Bilder played the role of a waiter, opened the door, took a curry bread crab from his confidant, put it on the conference table, and sat down against Tang Fang.
He didn't speak, and opened a bottle of beer to gurgle a few sips. Finally wanted to understand why Captain Tang did this.
This is not because of ignorance of the rules, but deliberately finding fault and deliberately rude.
No one knows what happened on "Alkesi". Anyway, Horace is dead, Benedict is dead, Boyle is also dead, the only surviving Corey? Christian chose to defect to the enemy. Naturally, the government will not be told about the situation at the time.
According to the information held by the Star Alliance government, Captain Tang was injured twice in "Alkesi" and was assassinated when he returned to the "Sky Garden" yesterday. He was shot in his right arm. In the final analysis, it was all because of the Adam government.
Adam Oliver apologized to him in front of the media camera, and O'Neill submitted his resignation to Congress for the current deal.
The apology is not out of sincerity, and the resignation stems from being forced to helplessly.
Along the way, Captain Tang has suffered a lot because of government resistance. He is qualified to do so, has reason to do so, and is capable of doing so.
This kind of humiliation is what Adam Oliver deserves.
Bilder did not dare to persuade Tang Fang for fear of adding fuel to the fire, so he could only remain silent and drink beer glass by glass.
The room was dim, and the only light source came from Adam Oliver's projection. The room was also quiet, except for the sound of Tang Fang breaking a crab claw with his hand and placing it on the plate in front of Bilder.
He said: "Drinking stuffy wine is not good and it hurts the stomach easily."
Bilder smiled awkwardly, then passed a begging look.
He sighed: "I originally planned to talk about it after I've eaten...but..." He looked up and swept over Adam Oliver, who was sinking in front of him: "Well, you are also the president of a country. Don’t you treat mixed meals... to get back to business, let’s talk about our deal."
Adam Oliver heard that the frost on his face gradually faded, and asked: "Do you really have a way to calm the storm of public opinion?"
Indeed, this storm of public opinion that spread to the entire Star Alliance began with Captain Tang, but this does not mean that he can manipulate the Tianchao situation as he pleases, and the government is powerless, let alone him.
This is not a computer game. It can be saved and re-started. It is not a lighter that lights up and goes out when you let go. This is a storm, a storm that has already taken shape, maybe... only God can stop its spread.
In fact, Adam Oliver didn’t think that Tang Fang really had any way to help him tide over this crisis. He just wanted to try again with the idea of ​​being a dead horse doctor, just as he expressed his intention to resign before the public. It was nothing more than a retreat to advance.
Tang Fang unhurriedly picked out a piece of crab meat and put it in his mouth, and said vaguely: "Of course, is it possible that you can still rely on others now? I am your only hope."
Adam Oliver was silent again. Captain Tang was right, he was now desperate.
"The storm of public opinion...what is the basis of the storm of public opinion?"
"public opinion."
"What is the basis of public opinion?"
"public opinion."
Tang Fang raised his head, looked at him seriously, and said, "I am the opinion of the people."
The fork that Bilder had held in the palm of his hand fell to the ground, a piece of chicken feet fell on the leg of his trousers, and the new trousers were painted with salad dressing.
Just as shown on the electronic calendar. The fortune of Aquarius is not very good today, only three stars.
He has always thought that astrology is nonsense, so he soiled two trousers today.
Of course, at this moment, he didn't even bother to consider the effectiveness of astrology. He was frozen in place like a petrified person, and his mind was filled with the shadow of the young man around him.
After Tang Fang returned to the "Sky Garden", everything he said and everything he did flashed in his mind like a movie.
In the end, he shuddered, looking at the young man who was holding the glass and sipping the juice in silence.
Adam Oliver's performance should be more calm. It could also be because he didn't have a fork or knife in his hand, and he couldn't complete the movement with a high level of difficulty.
If you put this sentence in someone else's mouth, you will surely provoke countless eyes, thinking that he is an idiot or a fool, or else it is only a poor worm waiting to die in the late stage of secondary cancer.
However, it was Captain Tang who said this, not Captain Tang who had just arrived in the Tianchao star area, or Captain Tang half a month ago. It is Captain Tang today.
He used flat and regular declarative sentences, and the volume was neither high nor low. The intonation is not fast or slow, without any emotion.
He was only calmly telling a fact, a fact that no one could refute.
He is now public opinion!
The bags under Adam Oliver's face became deeper, and he suddenly found himself a complete loser, without any suspense. There is no dispute, no regrets.
Leaving aside the military aspect, from a political point of view alone, these people figured out the past and finally played themselves as a chess piece in the hands of Captain Tang.
This is really sad. It's really disappointing.
That guy, the guy holding a crab's leg and talking, is a king of nightmare at all, never aiming at conquest, just playing with people's hearts for fun.
Adam Oliver realized it, but it was a bit late.
Tang Fang is a tired slacker, he is afraid of trouble, and even more afraid of others asking him for trouble, but this does not mean that he is afraid of troubles. People living in this world always have troubles that cannot be avoided. Can choose to go all out, use both hands and feet to make a way to survive.
Just like the encounters after coming to "Babylon", he really didn't want to make things so complicated, but someone always put a knife on his back spine, forcing him to move forward step by step.
He was a bit wronged... This really doesn't blame him.
"I want to hear about trading conditions."
Adam Oliver let out a long sigh, and at the same time a glimmer of hope rises in his heart. Captain Tang, who is full of bad stomachs, may really be able to help him out of the predicament.
As long as the benefits are sufficient, the enemy can also become a friend. As a businessman, the other party does not want the Star League to fall into civil strife. That is not good for anyone. The Republican Party can give him what the Liberal Party can give him.
Tang Fang raised his head and glanced at him. There was a goblet with watermelon juice across it, which had a scent of seeing people in the cracks of the door. No, it was seeing people in the cracks of the cup.
Because the watermelon juice is more colorful, Mr. President's face is red, green and red intertwined, a bit strange.
"My offer will be high."
Adam Oliver took a deep breath, didn't care about Captain Tang's rude behavior, nodded and said, "I know."
In the past month or so, the Star Alliance government has set up so many obstacles for him, squeezed the living space of "Morning Star Casting", and planned to kidnap him, all of which can be smoothed out by more than just an apology.
He is a businessman. Although his temperament is different from most capitalists, he is a businessman after all.
The hot and sour taste permeated the entire conference room, adding a touch of frivolousness to this somewhat calm and solemn room. It seemed that it was not a negotiation field, but a cellar full of kimchi urns, which made the nose full of sourness.
Bilder put the crab claws in the center of the plate, staring at the curry powder on it, as if hesitating to eat or not? He didn't want Adam Oliver to be embarrassed, and he didn't want Captain Tang to lose face. This multiple-choice question was difficult.
Tang Fang finally put down the beautiful and charming cup, and then raised his head and said: "One, send back the 40 billion that was originally drawn away intact."
Adam Oliver said, "No problem."
"Second~EbookFREE.me~ approved a piece of land in the Military Industrial Enterprise Park of the Hanging Garden as the branch address of the Morningstar Casting."
Pick out a piece of tender crab meat from the crab cover and put it in your mouth, and added: "You will pay for the construction cost."
Adam Oliver still nodded: "No problem."
"Three, after the completion of the'Morning Star Casting', it must enjoy the same treatment as the'Rover Technology Consortium','Iga Industry' and other military industrial enterprises, such as tax reduction and exemption, and policy preference."
Adam Oliver still said, "No problem."
These conditions were all within his expectation, so naturally he wouldn't say much. Moreover, the current situation has developed to such a point that any further bargaining will not bring the slightest benefit besides angering the other party.
At the same time, he also knew that these were additional conditions. It was nothing short of petty gains. With Captain Tang’s tools, he should be more bold, so he raised his head and looked straight at picking up the goblet and taking the last sip of watermelon juice. Young man sliding into the mouth. (To be continued...)
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