"Huh~, I really don't know where Gaowen learned these things from. Although it is all mere demonstrations, it is indeed very prestigious from the perspective of the viewer." At the end of a rehearsal. Later, Lance sighed while fanning the wind with his hat. I shrugged my shoulders indifferently: "Just to make them feel majestic, and then not to underestimate us. I think we are the hillbillies who have never seen the world. They can. Only by slaughtering a fat sheep can we put us in the same position as them, instead of thinking that they are helping us."
"Isn't it that they help us, support the technology and equipment we need, and then we rise again and help them regain the glory of the empire?" Lance asked subconsciously, and I rolled my eyes in a bad mood, and reached out to beat Lan. Si punched: "Do you have a brain today? Why do people support us free of charge, and when we become stronger, they will be a little brother obediently, you think you are Long Aotian!"
"Who is Long Aotian?" Lance asked suspiciously, and I rolled my eyes again: "This is not the point. The point is why they want to help us. The Eldia Empire was a hundred years ago. , That generation is dead long ago, and why are their offsprings loyal to the empire now? As allies of the empire in the past, they must have had a bad life internationally, so I want to use our power to break the situation. They came to us for profit. The so-called loyal allies in the past are just good words."
"But what do we have for them to covet? Through Jike's news, they should also know that our technology is behind the times." Lance finally reacted and said.
"Of course there is," I said sternly, "Energy, whether it is ice blasting rock or petroleum and coal, is extremely rich on Parady Island. Their assistance will not be free, and we will definitely need to pay for energy, especially It is the ice and rock on the island that they all dream of. So the relationship between us and them must also be equal. The biggest purpose of my coming is to not let them kill us as fat sheep!"
On the earth, the richness of the local tyrants in the Middle East is well known. By selling the oil that is constantly emerging from the ground, the middle class of their country can build a villa in the desert and add a swimming pool. And the fact that they are triumphs is also well known (except for themselves). The name of the big dog Saudi Arabia makes everyone willing to do business with them. Of course, the same product is sold to others and sold to them. The price is different, the latter usually has to be doubled several times.
Big dog owners, if you don’t make money, you don’t make money. Anyway, they only buy the expensive ones and don’t buy the right ones. If you pay less, people will think that what you sell is not good enough.
Although the money of Saudi Arabia and other local tyrants did not fall from the sky, they came out of the ground. The money came easily, and it would naturally not hurt to spend it...
