Chapter Seventy-Five: A War of Words (1)
The room was silent, and there was a tension tense enough to suffocate it.
Feeling this tension on his skin, Lin Feng's tongue licked his wet and dry lips, and at this time he wanted to eat a crystal clear apple.
Sitting in the room, in addition to Lin Feng, there were also Frost Feather and Krantiel, who was standing beside him with a sword.
First of all, I would like to thank the first stage for the perfect execution, as the premise of all, the face that is present now is indispensable for Lin Feng.
There is no strength, and there is not enough wisdom. If there's anything I can do because I'm very lacking in ability and connections, it's just to use the death I've had so far.
"Then, the two of you will start negotiating, and the master will not participate."
Sitting on the sofa, with Erlang's legs crossed and Frost Feather on his knees broke the silence, and said with a bored look on his indifferent face.
"Is that so? As the object of negotiation between each other, wouldn't it be too shameful to let my subordinates negotiate with me? β
Lin Feng held on, imitating the domineering spirit displayed by the negotiators in the negotiation scenes he had seen so far.
"Don't get me wrong, the master just doesn't know how to negotiate that kind of skill, this kind of thing, just leave it to the scheming nobles to do."
"Lord Frost Feather, I'll be honest, and I still have some doubts, why would a man dressed so strangely not have any special skills, why would he believe what he said?"
Although his tone and expression were very light, he looked at Lin Feng - Krantiel's gaze was not careless, and from that appearance, he was full of the spirit of being able to protect his master from any danger.
β......β
Looking at Krantiel like this, to be honest, at that moment, Lin Feng felt as if his whole body had been seen through, although he had been fully prepared because he had experienced it once, but when this feeling came again, Lin Feng couldn't help but feel a shock in his heart.
"I see."
With a sword at his waist and closed eyes, the old swordsman nodded and held the hilt of the sharpened and polished long sword, which was probably the knight's respect for people.
Because, in Crantiel's eyes, a weak man like Lin Feng has always shown sharp eyes from just now.
It was the eyes that had stepped into the realm of death countless times.
In that case, it is not time to speak as an individual, but to immerse yourself in the position of a sword held by the master Frost Feather.
- A sharp blade in communication.
Lin Feng faced the place where Crantil was, although it was relatively simple for Crantiel, but for Lin Feng, it was a very luxurious hospitality room of the Chamber of Commerce.
Originally, this was a place to talk to merchants, but at the request of the knight Krantiel, this place was temporarily used as a reception room for related government affairs, and the idlers could not even wait outside the door, and only this area of the entire chamber of commerce was blocked.
"The trip that was supposed to leave was delayed, which was a bit unpleasant. I look forward to your ability to come up with something to counteract this unpleasantness. β
Saying this, Krantiel, who had a silver glow under his black hair, smiled at Lin Feng. On the third occasion, the mild atmosphere in which Krantil had gotten with himself was gone.
Looking at the words that seemed to be restraining this side, Lin Feng shrugged his shoulders easily.
"Are you sure you don't want me a cup of tea? If you want to negotiate, you should also be prepared for this, otherwise the other party will be dissatisfied and the transaction will break down. β
"This is indeed my negligence, because the incident happened suddenly, I will go to prepare tea, by the way, can you ask your Excellency for confidence?"
Even in the face of Lin Feng's matter-of-fact speech, Crantiel's answer did not stop, and then he made tea for both parties as he expressed.
"Intelligence."
Lin Feng said the source of his confidence.
"It's a simple thing, because I said it. I have information that you don't have, and that's my faith. β
Facing Crantiel, who could turn more than his own mind and tongue, as an opponent, the corners of Lin Feng's mouth crooked.
"An old man with a sword once said to me that I was a good fit to work at the negotiating table, and I think he was right."
"Then that old man is quite discerning, please use it slowly."
He put the brewed tea in front of Lin Feng, and at the same time pushed a copy to Frost Feather. As if to say that he had been overwhelmed, Crantiel put his hand to his forehead.
Of course, Lin Feng hadn't intended to be naΓ―ve enough to understand this matter as he showed on the surface.
"Thank you."
Thanking Crantiel for making a cup of tea for him, Lin Feng moved the black tea he had received to his mouth.
"Good taste, it's a very exciting thing, I make a cup of tea at home from time to time, it tastes a bit like Tieguanyin, but it looks like black tea."
"This is currently the most expensive tea in the Chamber of Commerce, and it is usually only used to entertain distinguished guests like Lord Frost Feather. Probably, if you drink it without permission, it will make the boss of the Chamber of Commerce really go crazy, but I really haven't seen the Tieguanyin you said. β
It was the first time that the most valuable tea was used to entertain a man of unknown origin without authorization, which showed how much Krantiel attached importance to Lin Feng.
"Since I haven't seen it, I have to admit that I am lonely and unheard, don't I? Like I said, I have information that you don't have. β
"But it's also possible that Your Excellency made up a lie to fool my old bones, isn't it?"
Realizing that it is very rare for a young child to defeat even if he provokes his tongue, Crantiel did not bow his head and admit it, but turned the formula.
"But it may not be a lie, right? So, using this tea to spread bait, do you want me to unconditionally offer intelligence? β
Lin Feng, who closed one eye and asked with an expression of intent that was pushing over here, made the appearance of tasting tea.
What a dangerous tightrope I am walking, this level of consciousness is still there. And now, it's finally time to pull the rope tight to the sides of the cliff to keep him from crumbling.
"No, Your Excellency misunderstood, this is just a sign of my respect."
Crantiel put his hand on his chest, and then bent down and leaned about thirty degrees, probably to express his respect for Lin Feng.
So, if you want to go, start now, start now.
The preparation for the laying of the net has been completed in the mind, and before reaching the table of negotiation, the streetlights that guide the negotiation towards the desired form have been deployed, and the next step is to implement-
"βBegin it, about the crusade against greed.".
Under Lin Feng's declaration, the air changed, and the faces in the room all gave their own reactions.
The war of words has begun.