Qiu Yun lay in the back seat of the car, giggling and laughing, and finally leaned forward and closed in joy, and the guards who drove the car looked at her in the rearview mirror in amazement. Xiang Xiaoqiang sat next to him and coughed several times, before Qiu Qian stopped laughing, stroked his 'chest', grabbed Xiang Xiaoqiang's arm, and said with a smile:

"Oops...... It's so much fun...... I was so nervous just now...... I'm afraid of 'showing' a little bit of my feet, and I'm afraid that I won't be able to remember the lines......"

Xiang Xiaoqiang shook his head and smiled: "Forget it, your lines are much less than mine......"

Qiu Yun smiled:

"Hey, I can't compare with you, I know you best, you were born a fox, and you're the best at deceiving people, I can't, I'm stupid......"

"It's not bad, little girl," Xiang Xiaoqiang grinned, stroked Qiu Yu's head, and praised, "This time I behaved very well, there is nothing to find fault with......"

Qiu Yu shook his head in his palm with satisfaction, squinting his eyes, and gently like a kitten. After a while, he opened his eyes and asked:

"Xiaoqiang, you say, will he be fooled?"

"I don't know," Xiang Xiaoqiang shook his head, but still happily, "Do your best, listen to the destiny of heaven, anyway, we tried our best to act, and it will be it if it doesn't succeed." We'll see the results at the table tomorrow......"

Xiang Xiaoqiang was completely relaxed at this time, thinking about every part of this scam. …… That John van Berg was a foreigner 'friend' officer, and he had a lot of experience, and he must have seen a lot of all kinds of deceptive tricks. However, the bureau was not vegetarian, and a large number of manpower was mobilized, and two companies of Ming soldiers were urgently mobilized in order to occupy 12 restaurants within a radius of two kilometers. And let several restaurants put up "racist" signs at the 'door' to keep Feinberg out.

With this arrangement, Feinberg had nowhere else to eat, and would most likely have to make it all the way to the last beachfront restaurant. But in order to make sure that it was 100 percent, four Dutchmen and five Chinese were placed along the route for Feinberg to guide him when he might ask for directions. The five Chinese passers-by were played by the male and female officers of the People's Guard, and it was better, two of the four Dutchmen were selected from the Dutch officers who had surrendered, and two were Dutch officials from the Governor's Palace, who each gave them a high price of 100 Ming Yang, and let them show him where to go when they saw such an old Dutch man coming to ask for a restaurant.

There were quite a few diners on the second floor of the restaurant, most of them Chinese, but the officers of the People's Guard quietly invited them all out, leaving only a few tables of Europeans. Immediately after that, he gave the Chinese 'waiter' on the first floor to "hand" the agent, and when he saw that a Chinese wanted to go upstairs, he would all stop him, whether it was that the upstairs was full or repaired, anyway, it was necessary to ensure that there were only Europeans on the second floor.

In this way, Xiang Xiaoqiang and Qiu Yu are the only pair of Chinese on the second floor, so in Feinberg's view, it is reasonable for them to "rely on others not to understand Chinese" here, and to say a few words about negotiation when they are 'trendy'.

What's even more remarkable is that this series of arrangements was completed in less than two hours, just before Feinberg disembarked. The efficiency of the People's Guard is getting better and better.

……

Feinberg walked slowly and slowly back along the side of the street, wiping his sweat with a handkerchief as he went. I walked for ten minutes when I came here, but I walked for half an hour when I returned. However, just as he walked into the big 'door' of the hotel, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind:

I'm not going to be fooled by these two chicks, am I?

When the thought first came to him, Feinberg's whole body almost swept through a wave of ecstasy: if it was a scam, it would be great! The last great colony of the Kingdom of the Netherlands will not be dismembered, and this time it will not be a stain on his foreign career......

But he thought carefully as he went upstairs. When I returned to my room, I realized that the so-called "scam" was nothing more than wishful thinking.

If that scene happened in the restaurant downstairs of my hotel, it would almost certainly be a hoax. But this is the place where he went far away, looked for several restaurants, and finally entered by chance, and asked Xiaoqiang to set up a game to deceive himself, how did he know that he was going to enter that restaurant? To be honest, I didn't know which restaurant I would go to. If you go in first and come in next to the little strong husband, it may also be a scam. But now when they went in by themselves, they had been eating there for half a day.

Besides, what Xiang Xiaoqiang said is also very reasonable. He was a military man, and he was a high-ranking officer. Soldiers may be reluctant to fight, but senior officers generally do. His life is generally not in danger, and he can be promoted quickly. Even if Xiang Xiaoqiang is in a high position at a young age, and the possibility of being promoted again is not very 'sexual', he still hopes to be made a marquis and earl, and turn himself into a nobleman by fighting.

In this way, the situation is already very serious, and the entire Ming Empire, from the cabinet to the army, has a much greater appetite than he imagined. They have already made up their minds that as soon as they can't get what they want from the negotiating table, they will continue to fight and take it themselves. …… And poor Holland, in this case, can only endure.

However, now there is one fortunate thing - I accidentally know the bottom line of the appetite of the Ming Empire.

……

The next day, March 14, at nine a.m., Feinberg was taken to the Governor's Palace for negotiations. To his surprise, he was not taken to the conference room, nor to the living room, but to the 'flower' garden of the Doge's Palace.

Surrounded by lush tropical trees, fresh 'flowers', and in the middle is a small lawn that resembles a carpet of tender green. In the center is a small white round table, surrounded by several white chairs.

"Mr. Feinberg," said the guard who brought him, smiled, "there is no sun this morning, and Lord Xiang wants to talk to you in this 'flower' garden." Hehe, after Lord Xiang moved in, I liked this 'flower' garden. ”

"I'm grateful to Lord Xiang for this arrangement."

Feinberg placed his purse beside the small table and looked at the place of the negotiations with his hands behind his back. A few peacocks are dragging their big gorgeous tails and walking on the lawn, their heads stretched forward and moving like 'chickens'. Feinberg was lamenting that Xiang Xiaoqiang, or the former governor, would enjoy it, when he suddenly screamed in the back of his head, startling him into a cold sweat. He quickly turned around and saw a large metal bird cage hanging from a low palm tree behind him, in which was a large macaw, whose 'hair' and 'color' were as 'bright' as peacocks, tilting his head and looking at him with small eyes, and screaming "wow" without presumptuousness.

When he was wiping a cold sweat, someone behind him laughed:

"Your Excellency must be Mr. Johann Van Berg, right?"

Feinberg turned around and saw a young man behind him, wearing a short shirt and shorts, and holding a big dog, looking at him with a smile.

He recognized it at a glance: This is Xiang Xiaoqiang.

There are two old men behind Xiang Xiaoqiang. is different from Xiang Xiaoqiang. Like Feinberg, they are all dressed in solemn formal attire, which is very much in line with the importance of this negotiation.

"Oh, sir," Feinberg smiled very knowingly, shaking his hand, "look up for a long time, and it's Feinberg down there." Hehe, Lord Xiang, speaking of which, when I was in Nanjing, I heard a lot of your heroic deeds. ”

After greeting each other for a while, they sat down.

Xiang Xiaoqiang bent down to 'touch' and 'touch' the big dog's head, and said with a smile:

"Go play by yourself!"

After unchaining the dog and letting the big dog out, he also sat down with a smile.

Then, in the bustling green trees around him, a circle of guards faintly appeared. A guard brought them a few drinks.

Feinberg first began to 'hand' the usual compliments on the field, and praised Xiang Xiaoqiang's various heroic deeds when he was in Nanjing. Xiang Xiaoqiang 'touched' a cigarette and lit it 'smoking', and gave one to each of his two consultants. Listening to Feinberg's compliment, the three of them 'smoked' cigarettes and smiled at each other.

Xiang Xiaoqiang flicked into the ashtray, slowly withdrew his smile, and interrupted him lightly:

"Mr. Feinberg, I didn't take the time to sit here to listen to compliments."

Feinberg was stunned, his face full of embarrassment. Looking at the three people in front of him coldly, he smiled hard and said:

"Okay, then...... Let's talk about our two countries...... We would like to know what we can do to get your country out of our territory as soon as possible and for our two countries to restore peace...... In order to show the sincerity of our country, we can first listen to your country's request. ”

Xiang Xiaoqiang smiled slightly and gestured. Song Ruhai, who was on the side, took out a document from his leather bag and handed it to Feinberg with both hands very solemnly.

Feinberg took it with both hands and looked down. The more I looked at it, the harder I jumped in my chest: it was almost the same as what I overheard in a small restaurant last night!

Despite these conditions, which he had expected, he raised his face in astonishment and muttered:

"God...... In addition to compensating the Chinese in Jakarta, it is necessary to cede the island of Java and Su' Matra, establish a military base in Borneo, pay 180 million Ming Yang, and extradite the governor ......"

He put down the document tremblingly, took out a handkerchief and wiped the corner of his forehead:

"This ...... This...... Sir, we can't talk about this......"

"Can't talk about it?" Xiang Xiaoqiang sat forward, stared at him and said, "What do you mean?" Are you sure you can't talk about it? ”

"Lord Xiang, this is really ......"

"Let's be sure," Xiang Xiaoqiang asked with a close eye on him, "You said 'can't talk', is it a customary negotiation term, or is it really impossible to talk?" ”

Feinberg was dumbfounded, he didn't expect this young man to be so unsympathetic, and he actually asked directly, leaving no room for anything.

The parrot in the back of his head shouted at this moment:

"I can't talk about it! Can't talk about it! Can't talk about it! …… Ha! …… Ha! …… Ha! ……”

Feinberg's face suddenly turned the color of pork liver. He secretly said to himself: Fortunately, I had heard his plan last night, and at this moment I must calm down and be patient with no matter how rude my words are......

He took a sip of his drink, and the smile returned to his face:

"Lord Xiang, to be honest, my country really can't accept this condition you came up with. However, since it is a negotiation, the final result is always negotiated slowly. It is impossible for anyone to come up with a condition at the beginning and have to accept it all. Would you say it to adults? Hehe, you and your two assistants are veterans of foreign negotiation at first glance...... Hehe, you don't want me to believe that this condition just taken out is your final bottom line, right? ”

Song Ruhai and Sun Jiya, the two old men, glanced at each other, and both smiled slightly. Xiang Xiaoqiang also laughed slowly.

Xiang Xiaoqiang glanced at him again, Song Ruhai sighed, shook his head and said:

"Although this is not the final bottom line of our country, I can tell you that there is not much room for it. …… Oh, listen to your conditions. ”

Feinberg breathed a sigh of relief, but finally got under control, and didn't collapse in the first round. He took another document out of his bag and handed it over with both hands.

Xiang Xiaoqiang took it, swept it with a frown, and the ecstasy in his heart rose.

1. Cedion of the northern peninsula of Su'men' Tara Island to the Ming Dynasty; 2. Cession of the port of Pontianak in Borneo as a naval and army base for the Ming army; 3. The compensation is 80 million Mingyang; 4. Agree to compensate the Chinese in Jakarta according to the requirements of the Ming side. 5. Agree to the extradition of the former Governor-General of the East Indies.

This has far exceeded the bottom line expectations of Daming ZF. Daming wanted 100 million Mingyang, and the Netherlands promised 80 million at once. The most important thing is that Daming ZF did not expect to cut off the island of Su'men' at all, and now the Netherlands has promised Daming half of the island of Su'men' to Tara.

What's more, this is only the first leg condition that the Netherlands came up with, which means that there is still a lot of room for extortion later.

It's certain to get 100 million compensation. If you work hard, 150 million, 180 million is possible. Moreover, it seems that it is also very realistic to take the entire island of Su'men.

Last night's scam really worked. It seems that the territory of the Ming Empire is about to change this morning, with its own mouth.