"Are you really going to borrow money from the consortium, Qin?"

"To be precise, it's to get a consortium to invest in our company. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"But I remember you once said that you don't want our company to be controlled by a consortium."

"So I'm going to ask five consortia to invest in us at the same time, so that no one can control the company." Qin Lang made a gesture, "After all, Duncan, our company needs a lot of capital investment right now. ”

"How much do you need?"

"Ten million dollars."

"Oh God!" Duncan squirted out all the hot coffee he had just taken in his mouth, and Elizabeth stopped cutting the omelette. Ten million dollars? It must be said that the figures claimed by Qin Lang were too shocking to them. Ten million dollars! That's a real big deal.

But is it possible? Is there any consortium willing to give ...... Even if it were evenly distributed, each consortium would need to come up with two million dollars – but who would?

Duncan and Elizabeth stared at Qin Lang deadly, motionless, not even rolling their eyes.

"You two, you don't need to look at me like this, it's nothing surprising," Qin Lang said as he handed Duncan a towel and asked him to wipe the coffee off the table, "Ten million dollars, those little projects of mine almost need so much money." ”

"What 'little plan' of yours will cost ten million dollars, Qin?" Elizabeth still feels rather crazy. Even if it was Qin Lang who spoke, she would never think that a plan with an investment of up to $10 million could be called a "small plan"; And she didn't know what his plans were. "What do you want to do?"

"Nothing, the big Viper Weapons company needs to significantly increase the scale of gun production, to build a new production line for machine guns, artillery and shells, Umbrella needs to hire more mercenaries, and build a new training ground. In addition, it costs a lot of money to train these mercenaries. ”

"There's also District 51, and the constant drain on our funds is the only value that exists there." Duncan added.

"In fact, I'm going to make it our new weapons testing base."

"Oh, that's good news."

Qin Lang ignored his sarcasm. "Finally, Elizabeth," he looked at her earnestly, "I'm going to build you the best chemistry laboratory in the world." ”

"The best in the world?" She cried out.

He thought about it for a moment and made a small correction to what he had just said. "Uh...... It should be the best in the United States. "If you want to build the best chemistry lab in the world...... This is simply not possible under the existing conditions.

But Elizabeth didn't care at all. Whether it's the best chemistry lab in the United States or the best in the world, as long as it's better than the one she uses now, she's quite satisfied. "God, Qin, I thank you so much, you are the best friend in the world."

If it weren't for the fact that it was in a public place, and there was a table between them, she would have hugged him passionately, and maybe kissed him—but it was unlikely.

Duncan felt quite jealous. "Chemistry Labs! I've never seen anyone win the heart of a young lady in such a way, it's just ......"

"Do you have any comments?"

Qin Lang and Elizabeth turned their gazes to him at the same time, and asked a question in unison. Duncan shuddered for a moment, and hurriedly replied, "No, I think this approach is very unique and original, and no one can, past, present, or future—"

"Alright," Qin Lang interrupted him, "Now I have something for you to do." Since I am going to remain in New York to negotiate with the leaders and representatives of the various consortia, I ask you to go to Delaware instead of me to negotiate with DuPont the contract for the supply of new propellants and high explosives. ”

"No problem," Duncan replied pleasantly, "you can rest assured, Qin." ”

"In fact, I can't feel at ease with you at all, and if it weren't for the necessity, I'd rather do it myself." Ignoring the obvious frustration on Duncan's face, Qin Lang continued: "I will write down the specific precautions on a list, but for now, I still want to emphasize one point, what the company needs is picric acid and TNT explosives, not to make it into something else." ”

"If you think about it, I probably won't be able to do it." Duncan reconsidered. Picric acid and TNT are a bit harder.

Qin Lang didn't want to listen to his nonsense at all. "After you're done negotiating with DuPont, you'll go to Chicago and talk to the Chicago Group and its subsidiary, Swift Meat, about canned luncheon meat."

"Qin!"

"Don't be too busy protesting, Duncan." Qin Lang stared at the frustrated Scotsman viciously, "You have to accomplish these two things. If you refuse or mess things up, Rachel and I will be more than happy to send you home to rest - in that case, you won't get anything but the dividends for each fiscal year. ”

If that's the case, that's too bad. "Okay, I accept both tasks." Duncan replied reluctantly, and then muttered under his breath, "Maybe I'm making a bigger mistake......

"Duncan, someone's coming." Elizabeth suddenly called out to him, and Duncan immediately stopped complaining. Then, a waiter from a restaurant walked over to the table. "Excuse me...... Who is Mr. Qin? ”

"If you pay attention, obviously, it can only be me." Qin Lang said, "What's the matter?" ”

"You are...... Mr. Qin? The waiter looked confused. He didn't quite understand why the upper-class gentleman had to meet an Oriental—but at any rate, his job was to pass the word, and the rest of the questions were not on his radar. "Mr. Mather wants to see you."

"Mr. Mather? William Mather? Qin Lang put down his knife and fork and raised his head, "Where is he?" ”

"Mr. Mather in the smoking room." The waiter replied.

"Thank you." Then Qin Lang turned to Elizabeth and made an apologetic gesture, "It's a pity, I have to start working now." Then he looked at Duncan, "Remember what I just said, don't mess things up." ”

At last he stood up and walked towards the smoking room—but after two steps he stopped, turned to a guard who was about to stand up, and ordered, "Simon, give him a tip." ”

The waiter blinked, froze in place, not even aware that the guard had shoved a piece of green paper into his hand...... Understandably, he was just too confused.

He was equally puzzled by Rachel, who was far away in San Diego. She had just received a telegram from Qin Lang, and this was the source of her confusion: although she didn't go into too much detail, Rachel had already realized Qin Lang's intentions; She knew that he was going to invite the consortium to take a stake in the company.

It doesn't seem like a good idea. Usually, a consortium's stake in a company means that it has become a vassal of the consortium, although Qin Lang vaguely revealed that his plan is to invite multiple consortiums to join the company in order to achieve some kind of balance of power......

While it sounds good, it's unclear what such a tactic will actually do. And Rachel felt uncomfortable at the thought that there would be a few more people on the company's board of directors in the future who she didn't know and didn't like.

Is it really necessary to invite a consortium to take shares? She doesn't think so. While it is true that the company needs to invest a lot of money to expand, it is still not to the point where it has to rely on the power of the consortium.

Qin Lang should understand this, and he doesn't like the company being controlled by a consortium even more, so why would he do it? Rachel secretly guessed. Did he have some new plans that she didn't know about?

According to his character, this is indeed possible......

"Rachel," Yi Shui walked into her office with another telegram as she pondered, "a telegram from Washington." ”

"Another telegram from your Mr. Minister?" Rachel was referring to Yang Ru, the Qing government's minister to the United States, who was also also ambassador to Spain and Peru, who apparently had been instructed by Li Hongzhang to send a telegram to San Diego every morning and evening, urging her to deliver the two cruisers purchased by the Beiyang Fleet as soon as possible.

Of course, the "Esmeralda" and "Eureka". Since the Beiyang Fleet, which had almost no rapid-fire guns, was heavily damaged by the Japanese Combined Fleet in the Battle of the Yellow Sea, Li Hongzhang paid the company 500,000 pounds sterling to buy them, hoping to partially restore the fleet's combat effectiveness.

However, this was completely impossible - even if the two cruisers could reach Weihaiwei on time, their only fate would be to become the spoils of the Japanese Combined Fleet, and according to Qin Lang's instructions, Rachel did not intend to send them to the Far East now.

She kept making excuses to perfunctory Yang Ru and Li Hongzhang behind him, the first reason was that the U.S. Lighthouse Authority [note] banned two warships from sailing; Then he declared that because of the war, it was no longer safe for the two warships to go to the Far East; In the end, she told Yang Ru bluntly that under the current situation, no one wants to sail a warship to China.

However, Yang Ru still insisted on sending her two telegrams a day. Yi Shui knew that this was the consistent practice of the Chinese bureaucracy: Yang Ru did not care what the outcome was, in short, he had completed the task assigned to him by Beiping, and he had no responsibility for the warship not to leave, and no one could trouble him in the future.

Yang Ru is clearing himself of responsibility, but Rachel is quite annoyed by him. "I can receive his telegrams every day, and your minister, Mr. Minister, annoys me more than flies."

To her surprise, Yi Shui shook her head. "It's not Minister Yang's telegram, it's a Mr. Daubers."

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