Chapter Thirty-Six: That Year It Appeared for the First Time in Embarrassment
"I have a not-so-mature proposal!" Crescent said.
"You say!" All eyes were on him. Crescent Moon is the intelligence chief of America, and in his mouth, there is never any suggestion that is ripe.
He himself took a ticket of people to do the business of licking blood from the knife edge, but he was calm when he spoke, and he analyzed any plan that was also dangerous and dangerous, if he listened to him go around, in the end, it was probably best not to do anything, and it was safest to lie flat.
Everyone is used to it.
"Lao Mei's trick is really poisonous!" Crescent Moon said, "In that case, we can also learn!" β
"How do you learn?" Beaver asked.
"How about we sell Lozen Island too?" Crescent said: "Just sell it to the British, 2 million dollars, and ask if you want to buy it?" ββ¦β¦ The air in the conference room was a little strange for a moment.
"You bastard!" Fifteen grabbed the cup on the table and smashed it, scolding angrily.
"The Indians will never give up their land!" He was so agitated that he forgot that he was now American, that the name 'Indian' was outdated, and that he had signed the relevant decrees.
Boiling water was poured on the forehead of the crescent moon, but fortunately it was not very hot. He raised his hand, stroked his hairstyle, and continued casually: "Anyway, Loczen Island is useless! The Shulotel Legion is stationed on it, and it consumes a lot of supplies every month, and we people have been working tirelessly for more than half a year, and finally all of them have become useless bullets and consumed for them. It's better to save it, everyone's life is better - Sekoya, I can get you a new smoking gun! ββ¦β¦ The elderly Sekoya sat in the corner, not recruiting anyone or messing with anyone, and suddenly found himself the focus of the audience.
He coughed profusely, stood up as he coughed, and pointed the cigarette gun in his hand at the crescent moon.
"You traitor! Quisling! Even if I die today, I won't agree to your proposal! β
"Every inch of the Indians was taken back with their lives and blood, and it will never be sold by someone like you!"
"Ahem, cough, cough ......" ...... Crescent smiled and continued, "Look, I know that this suggestion of mine is not very mature! Even if the island of Loczen is now isolated in the Atlantic Ocean, and sooner or later it will be lost, you do not want to give up. β
"But everyone, I have a not-so-mature idea, with the virtue of Lao Mei, is there a possibility that it deliberately kept Luozen Island for us?"
"Have you ever seen an African catch a monkey?" Crescent asked. β¦β¦ Tafari decisively raised his hand: "Hey, I've seen it!" I've seen it! Out of some habit, he got up from his seat and said, "I'm a former chief, tooβwell, I'll tell you the point, I'll put an apple or some other fruit in the cage, and the cage will be big enough for the monkey to put a hand in it, and then I'll put the cage in a place where the monkeys hang out, and I'll go and see it in a few days, hey, guess what?" β
"The monkey grabbed the fruit in his hand, and his hand grew so big that he couldn't pull it back from the mouth of the cage that wasn't too big or small!"
"This stupid monkey, it will hold on to the fruit until I catch it and get it back from its hands!"
"Hahaha, you say, it's funny or not?" β¦β¦ No one laughed, and Tafari was a little embarrassed and sat down in disagreement.
He felt a little frustrated in his heart, feeling that he was being discriminated against because of the color of his skin. At that moment, he heard the voice of the turtledove: "Tafari, well said! Tafari's eyes widened suddenly, and the white eyes suddenly occupied two-thirds of the area of the eyes: "Really? β
"Really!" Turtledove said.
"Haha, sure enough, only smart people appreciate smart people!" Tafari was delighted, shaking his head and humming to himself in his heart.
Well, there is no such thing as 'discrimination'! Who would dare to discriminate against him and the turtledove? β¦β¦ Little Andrei thought for a while, and said, "Why don't I go talk to the French and borrow some more?" Do we still have customs rights to pledge? β
"I think it's going to be delayed, right?" Scalp said, "Can I go to St. Petersburg and talk?" β
"Let's just fight again!" The watermill said: "Lao Mei only has money left!" Fight a fight! All problems are solved in a battle! β
"I'm going to be poked! It's one thing for us to lose Loczen Island because we really don't have the strength, but it's another thing to sell Loczen Island! β
"Yes, if the blood wolf comes back and says to us people, 'Lao Tzu is fighting bloody battles in front, and you cowards will surrender in the rear?' Which of us is going to answer him? β
"This is drinking poisoned wine to quench your thirst!" There was a lot of talking, and it took a few minutes before it stopped.
Only to find that the turtledove had not spoken. So he set his sights on the turtledove. β¦β¦ Turtledove laughed.
"I remember, when Luozen Island was still the year before last, I gave Luozen a dowry gift!"
"It's a bit ...... to sell like this," he smiled wryly, and didn't continue.
After a while, his voice changed, and he asked towards the crescent moon: "Is 2 million too cheap?" The crescent moon replied: "We are not tsars, and we are not qualified to speak loudly." And in order to show our sincerity, the price is set a little lower, which is more attractive to the European powers - but if you buy and sell this kind of thing, there will always be someone to raise the price! β
"Especially now that the Quadruple Alliance is beginning to crumble, France and England are eye-wry, and Russia, the European gendarme, is not able to convince the public. What the Russians want to do, what Britain and France don't want it to do! β
"Prussia may not be interested in this island, Austria wants it but its own strength should not allow it, but they should still work hard as a stir-stirring stick in this deal!"
"For the Americans, whether Britain or France got the island of Lozen, it is impossible for it to accept! After all, the island of Loczen is very close to New York, and the European powers do not have naval ...... like us"...... Ikaruga never imagined that the solution to the 'Alaska sale farce' that the Americans were brewing would eventually involve the island of Loczen in the Atlantic Ocean and the Crimean Peninsula in the Black Sea.
But when you think about it, it makes sense. Time has come to the 19th century, the global village has begun to take shape, any part of the world wind and grass, as long as there is a heart to operate, can become an international problem.
America is not a closed country, and sooner or later it will have to step onto the world stage. It's just that the way this debut is too embarrassing, and as soon as it appears, it is a nest like selling land and seeking peace!