Grabbing the microphone of a nineteenth-century antique telephone inlaid with gold and diamonds, Brand, a small-town merchant, began to roar, "Bastard, there's still an end, don't you know it's my time off?"

There was a noticeable silence on the other side of the microphone.

"I'm ......" Brand, a merchant in the small town, continued to be furious, but as soon as the other party reacted and said a few words, he immediately calmed down.

"Ah, what...... What?" Brand, a small-town merchant, froze for a moment, his ears doubting that what he had heard was true, such a thing was not in his consideration at all, indeed, it should be impossible to happen.

The other side of the microphone continued to speak, but the other party's words were obviously a little impatient, probably because the small town merchant Brand's roaring words at the beginning angered the other party a little, and the other party's speech was extremely fast, and he was simply not prepared to give him any room to interject.

"Wait...... Do you know how much money I put into this project, how much money, how much money I have invested in this project, how much money I have to lose?" The cold sweat on the small town merchant Brand's body had soaked his clothes, and his face had become extremely ugly, as for the easy time, the peaceful and leisurely moment, these had long been completely forgotten by him.

"Read the newspapers! Tomorrow's headlines!" the other party said one last sentence in the microphone, and then with a click, the microphone was snapped.

"How can this be true, how can this be reasonable, bastard, what I fed you before, did you eat all ****** for nothing? How dare you do this to me, damn thing!" Brand, a merchant in the town, was furious, and hurriedly pressed his phone number and called back.

"Toot beet, beep ......" the sound of the phone dialing rang.

At this time, the small town merchant Brande was extremely anxious, and he really drank a beer in one go, and now he felt like urinating, but he found that there was already a long queue outside the toilet.

It's just that he can go outside to find a corner where no one is there to solve it, but now when he makes a call, he can only wait quietly here.

The small-town merchant was sweating profusely and his eyes were red.

The next moment, the phone finally went through, and it was only a matter of seconds, but Brand, a small-town merchant, felt as if he had been waiting for a long time.

"Hey, I'll ......," said Brand, a small-town merchant, hurriedly.

"Let's read the headline of the morning newspaper tomorrow, this matter is like this, don't call anymore, and it's better not to have any more contact between us!" The microphone sounded such words, without waiting for the small town merchant Brande to reply, and at the same time did not give him such a chance, and immediately closed the phone after the words were finished, leaving only the voice of the small town merchant Brand's ears echoed.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, you bastard, now you even said you won't contact me, ****! Bastard, bastard thing, what can I do with Lao Tzu's loss! It wasn't you bastard on the chest at the earliest, how could Lao Tzu come to this troubled water! Brand, a merchant in the town, shouted frantically, and suddenly picked up the telephone and was about to smash it to the ground, but he hurriedly restrained his impulse, stopped the movement in his hand abruptly, and then redialed the previous phone number, only this time there was no more dialing tone.

"The phone you dialed is off, the phone you dialed is off, the phone you dialed is off!" said the voice from the microphone.

"Ahh

At this time, the telephone in the hand of the small town merchant Brande suddenly rang again.

He hurriedly stopped the action of smashing it down, hurriedly put it down, then grabbed the microphone and put it to his ear, and hurriedly said: "I was impulsive just now, don't care......"

"Oh no, no, boss, suddenly there is news that there is a problem with this project plan, and it is going to be terminated completely, what should I do, what should I do?"

Hearing such words, the small town merchant Brande was stunned for a moment, this was not the previous call, but he immediately reacted again, and immediately became angry, and responded loudly: "Bastard thing, check it for me, check it for me, I want to know who is making trouble for me here, find him, find him, find out him, Lao Tzu almost went bankrupt for this plan, this is my life, I want my life, I can't spare him, I can't spare him!"

"Yes, yes, boss, got it!" The person on the other side was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly said that he knew, and then quickly hung up the phone.

At this time, the small town merchant Brande also seemed to have lost all the strength to support him all at once, and the whole person almost collapsed to the ground as soon as he was soft, but at the last moment, a person appeared beside him and held his body at once, so that he did not fall in the end, and the small town merchant Brande also took the opportunity to stabilize his mood a little, and then staggered and stood up to his body, and then slowly turned his head to look at his side, and the person who supported him was naturally only the military advisor Kenny.

"What happened, to be so out of shape?" Strategist Kenny heard the small town merchant Brand's yelling, so he came over and came to find out what was going on, but he saw his gaffe, but he didn't hear any key words, so Strategist Kenny couldn't help but ask.

"Kenny, Kenny, you want to help me, no! no! you have to save me, or else this time the loss is really too big, too big!" Brand, a small-town merchant, grabbed Kenny with his backhand, like a drowning man grasping a straw at once, and he didn't care about whether the straw could really save him, anyway, he would definitely not relax.

"Calm down, along the way, we have encountered strong winds and waves not once or twice, even if it is bankrupt, it has been before, and more serious is not that we were almost caught and put in prison, there is no endless road, everything must have such a glimmer of life, as long as you calm down and think carefully, you will always find this flaw!"

"Yes, yes, yes, how did I forget, it looks like I'm really old, and I've lived too many stable days to withstand the wind and waves, and frankly speaking, this thing is far less than the few big storms we encountered before, hahahaha!" After listening to Kenny's words, the small-town merchant Brande suddenly calmed down a lot, and the expression on his face softened, and he was even able to laugh.

"Just calm down and explain things in detail!" said Kenny, the strategist.

"Oh...... Good...... Here's how it goes......" Brand, the merchant of the town, nodded, and was about to elaborate, when the telephone set aside rang again.

Suddenly, the piercing bell penetrated into the ears of the small-town merchant Brand, like a pair of invisible palms tearing his nerves and even his soul hard, making him dizzy and lose his mind, and he just wanted to grab it, and then slam it on the ground, looking like it was smashed into pieces, and the feeling in his heart would be a little better.

"Click!" Military Kenny neatly lifted the microphone and put it to his ear, and at the same time, his action was to save the telephone and the small town merchant Brand.

The telephone didn't need to be shattered, and Brand, a small-town businessman, was finally freed from his headache.

"Boss, all of a sudden news came from here, all the planned preparations have been terminated, and we have only invested five million euros on our side, what should we do now? I have contacted the relevant government departments, but none of the departments have come forward to say a word, let alone half an explanation, this is quite unusual!" said a person on the other side of the microphone, his words were very anxious, but it was not the last person who called, but another project manager under the small town businessman.

"I'm Kenny, tell me more about it!" Strategist Kenny asked quietly.

"Oh, it's General Manager Kenny, this is what this thing looks like...... The project manager on the other side hurriedly explained, but it seemed that the matter came very suddenly, and he didn't know it very clearly, but only from the few words that came out of his mouth, the military advisor Kenny almost got the whole picture of the matter through his own guesses, and made a preliminary plan prediction.

The situation is rather not optimistic.

"How's that, Kenny, is there any ......" Brand, the small-town merchant, still crushed with a glimmer of hope and begged for the slightest possibility.

"The situation is not good, it's just that how could such a thing happen, obviously this plan has completely passed the review and has begun the actual implementation stage, but now it will be stopped, there must be a great strange thing!" said the military advisor Kenny, but he did not inform the small town merchant Brande of his complete guess, otherwise according to his speculation, he was afraid that the small town merchant Brande would not be able to withstand the blow.

It's all top-down behavior.

This is certain.

Although this method is simple and crude, it seems to be a bit of a sense of lawlessness, but it is also the most difficult situation to deal with.

Because people are no longer reasonable, then basically in their industry and level, they have lost the possibility of defeating the strong with the weak, and if they want to break the situation, they can only rely on or create a stronger general trend, but if they really do this, it undoubtedly means that they will set off a war of life and death, and one side will die out completely! And this is exactly what the military advisor Kenny's side cannot bear, not to mention that they do not have such a strength, and at the same time they cannot bear such consequences.

Of course, Kenny, the military advisor, also doubts that the current small-town merchant Brande still has the courage to put himself to death and come back to life! Brand, the small-town merchant in the past, can do it, because he is young and has no family drag, even if he falls, he can finally get up.

But now......

From the frightened look of the small town merchant Brand, although he reluctantly lifted his spirits and calmed down a lot, the military advisor Kenny had already seen his reality clearly.

Frontal combat won't work!

So......

In addition, there is only a compromise, but even if you want to compromise, you need the corresponding strength, if you want to play the game, you must also be recognized by the designer of the game that you have the qualifications to play, otherwise you will not even have the qualifications to enter, and no one will compensate you for playing if you want to play!

It seems that their life and death are not seen by others at all, so there is no need to say any compromise, and they don't even give them this opportunity.

But it doesn't seem to have fallen into the well, it's just that the tail of the typhoon inadvertently swept by, and it just affected them, not to deliberately deal with them, but just that they just caught up like this.

It's like going to an interview with a roommate, but you end up interviewing yourself!

It's just that people are good, but they are bad.

"Then what are we going to do, we can't sit idly by, can we? We've invested a lot in this matter, and we've made a lot of money in the bank, and if it fails, the consequences will be so serious that we'll really start again!" said Brand, a small-town merchant, nervous, as he walked beside Military Kenny.

"First of all, we must mobilize all our connections, even if it can't help much, at least find out the ins and outs of this matter, that is, who you just said boss, who is making trouble in this matter!" said Strategist Kenny.

"Yes, yes, first find the troublemaker, that's the highest priority, and then ...... We're going to clean up......" That bastard! Brand, the town's merchant, had intended to do so.

However, his words were immediately interrupted by Kenny, the military advisor.

"Negotiate!" said Military Kenny.

"Oh, what, don't you want to clean up the other party?" Suddenly, Brand, a small-town merchant, couldn't turn around.

"Cleanup, how to clean up, can people who can do things to this extent, be simple characters? It's just that all of a sudden, almost killing us, what qualifications do we have to clean up people, and are we really ready to make revenge and never die? We are kind businessmen, not some kind of underworld who only knows how to fight and kill!" said Kenny immediately.

"Yes, but we didn't ...... do the same thing?" said Brand, a small-town merchant, as he thought.

"Today is different from the past, we have finally washed our hands, why bother to dye ourselves black, get into a lot of trouble for no reason, and I don't want to live a stable life in the future!"

"That's right, I thought I was old, so you are the same as the military advisor!" Brand, a small-town merchant, nodded.

"Don't think about revenge or anything, money is just something outside the body, as long as our people are here, our connections are still there, sooner or later we can make a comeback, blindly fighting fiercely is not what we should do now, big things are small, small things are nothing, is the most important thing, and Seong is not blessed, I don't know if you have heard this oriental proverb, boss?" said Kenny, the military advisor.

"What do you mean?" asked Brand, a small town merchant, a little strangely.

"In the ancient East, there was an old man named Seon, and one day his horse ran away by himself, and everyone came to comfort him, but he said, "This is not necessarily a bad thing!" Everyone thought he was crazy, and then after a few months, his horse came back on its own, and led another horse, so that there was another horse in his house, so everyone came to congratulate him! But he said again, how do you know that this will be a good thing? Then something happened, and the son of Seon fell off his horse because he was riding the new horse, and broke his thigh! And everybody came to comfort him! After some time, the barbarians from the north invaded, and all the young men had to take up arms to fight, and most of the young men near the border were killed because of this war, except for Seon's son, who broke his leg and survived this war, and finally both father and son were spared!" explains Kenny, the military advisor.

"So that's the case, then I understand, that means that if this matter is handled well, or if you look at it from another angle, it may not be a bad thing?"

"Yes, it's just that a simple story can't be completely copied into reality, but as long as we have this idea in mind, we try to do it as much as we can, and hopefully it will improve in the end, and that's enough!" said Strategist Kenny.

"Well, then it's all up to you, Kenny!" agreed Brand, a small-town merchant.

"This is naturally the best you can do, but you also need to help the boss with all your might, otherwise there is still little hope!" said Military Kenny.

"Of course, this is a matter for the two of us, how can we let Kenny do it alone, you and I will definitely be able to break through this difficulty if we work together!" Brand, a small-town businessman, stretched out his palm vigorously and stared at Military Kenny.

"That's what it should be!" The next moment, Kenny nodded, his palms clasped tightly with him, declaring the confidence and determination of the two of them.

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