Text 0602 The most conscientious think tank [Thanks to the leader of Nadeko Kazumihara X]

After the prom, the time passed quickly for 5 days.

On July 3, when Lorraine landed in Nassau, the news that Carmen was staying at the Bushnell Church Hotel was already well-known news from the upper class of Hartford.

Green House on Lewell Street, Old Green tremblingly renewed today's fourth cigar.

The smoke in the study was as thick as the substance, and Siger sat by the window in disgust, searching for the only fresh air through the small cracks in the window and the grassy grass outside the window.

"Tressia, how many Lewells have defected now?"

"As of Tianming today, there are seven in total. Today's news has not come back, but now that the bank has broken, you are destined to lose all your allies. It is only a matter of time."

Green took a deep breath of smoke, allowing it to accumulate and settle in his lungs, until he couldn't hold his breath anymore before allowing it to flow out of all accessible holes.

"I'm on my way to the end, am I?"

"If you are talking about the Green Chamber of Commerce, yes, but if you are talking about the Green Family, I don't think so."

"Oh?!" Old Green jumped up abruptly, like a drowning man who saw the straw, rushing towards Sieg.

Sig shook away the fan bones. "Your whole body is smelly. At least please stay away from me three meters before the pungent smell disappears. Even if you take a step closer, I will leave immediately."

Green slammed the car and stood at a distance of five meters from Sieg. "Where is the way to break the game?"

"I said at the prom that the way for the Chamber of Commerce to enter new areas is to absorb. Your iron smelter has become Drake's target, and you can't stop this from happening."

"But absorption can be acquisition or inheritance. The latter means that you will be completely bankrupt, while the former..."

"former?"

"Drake acquired the Haite Shipyard when he founded the Maritime Group. The original owner of the shipyard, Mr. Haite, did not go bankrupt. He showed himself in front of Ms. Xavier and was finally hired as the general manager of the Haite Shipyard. Some shares are reserved."

"With the expansion and upgrade of the Maritime Group, the Boston Haite family not only has not ushered in decline, but has also developed more prosperously than it was in the past. Even in Boston, where capital lacks a say, the state and city governments must seriously consider his position. have opinions."

"You mean...surrender?" Green's face was uncertain.

"Ms. Xavier will probably not accept your surrender. After all, the cost of acquiring the Green Chamber of Commerce is very high, and the acquisition of the bankrupt Green Chamber of Commerce can be much cheaper, and the price is very different."

Sieg fanned her fan exaggeratedly, trying to blow away the smoke around her.

"My opinion is self-recommendation." She said, "Get a longer meeting time to fully demonstrate the value of you and the Green family to the steel city plan. As long as your value exceeds the market value of the Green Chamber of Commerce, the acquisition is a certainty. From Judging from the style of Ms. Xavier, she is not stingy with money."

"Strive for a longer meeting time?"

"Yes."

"How long can it be called longer?"

"About half an hour of solitude and an hour of space. No matter how short it is, it will not help you start the topic. No matter how long it is... it is probably beyond your ability."

Green's face twitched. "Half an hour is longer... How long have the traitors talked to her?"

"Mr. Tomilov talked to Ms. Xavier at the ball for fifteen minutes. No matter whether it was at the ball or after the ball, none of them lasted more than five minutes."

Green took a breath, "If you let you arrange it, are you sure you can get 30 minutes for me?"

"I do have a plan, but first, I have to see your collection..."

...

Two hours later, Roy, confused, was taken to Sieg’s temporary guest room.

The young man didn't know what was going on. He only knew that his father asked him to come, but no one explained the whole story to him.

The atmosphere at home is very depressing these days. He feels the crisis that the mansion is about to fall, and even the rare solitude with the goddess in his heart can't dilute the anxiety in his heart.

He knocked on the door anxiously and saw Sig sitting on the sofa in the study with her legs curled up like a child reading a book. There was a beautifully decorated flat box on the coffee table. He had never seen it before and didn't know what was inside.

"Sig..." he whispered from the door.

Sig raised his head, stroked the hair scattered in front of his forehead, and smiled, "Roy, you are here."

"Yes. Father asked me to come..."

"I know, please sit down." Siger put down his book and stood up. "Do you need me to make tea for you?"

"No... no need."

Roy just sat down across from Sieg at a loss, blushing, avoiding Sieg's shiny eyes.

"Sig, my father didn't tell me what to do..."

"Your family is in trouble, Roy, do you know?" Sig was straightforward.

The red rhyme on Roy's face faded by seven points. "I felt a little bit, but no one told me, and I can't know the details..."

"Iron City Project." Sieg said softly, "Ms. Xavier's great plan requires the Green Chamber of Commerce to be a stepping stone and a victim. In the face of a huge power gap, the Chamber of Commerce is doomed to collapse."

Roy's hand trembled. "Are we...destined to be destroyed?"

"It's the Chamber of Commerce, not you." Sig looked at Roy sadly. "Roy, tell me, do you love your father?"

"certainly!"

"How much love?"

"Love willing to sacrifice his life for him!"

"You really are Mr. Green's gentlest child..." Sieg smiled with obvious distress, "Roy, you have the key to save the family and the chamber of commerce in your hand, but if you want to use it to open the lock, you There is a huge risk to take."

"what should I do!"

Sieg lowered his head and pushed the flat box in front of him to Roy's side.

"Take it, go to see your best friend Kolinsky, and... everything goes according to plan."

Roy is gone.

Seeing him walk out of the iron gate of the mansion with his generous background, Sieg was full of compassion on his face.

Green came out of the tightly closed bedroom and stared at Seag steadily.

"What else do I need to do?"

"Send your most trusted butler and son. The butler will follow Roy and report the results as quickly as possible. The son immediately went to the city hall and told Mr. Mayor that Roy stole your valuable collection and ran away from home. He must be expelled from the house and formally sever the relationship between father and son."

"Why!" Green asked incredulously.

"Why?" Sieg turned back strangely. "Mr. Green, what exactly do you want to know?"

"Why Roy!"

"Because he is your son, his identity is heavy enough, he speaks with weight, and he can easily access your collection, making allegations of theft and self-talking a reality."

"Why use an invitation letter from an auction as a door-to-door gift?"

"Because your collection is so bad, you can't find anything that can make Ms. Xavier's heart. But the invitation to the famous auction is not. No matter whether there is something Xavier wants in the lot, there are only 24 pieces. The quota is enough to make her feel your sincerity." Sieger paused, "Or...you can't bear it?"

"It doesn't matter if I don't want to give up, after all, I don't have the intention to participate in that auction after all." Green took a deep breath. "The third question, why must I get out of the house?"

"Because that is your only guarantee." Siger paced slowly, walked to the small bar, and took out a small tea bag. "Let me explain the whole plan for you."

"Plan a is the beginning. Roy will meet with Ms. Xavier and deliver the greeting. Roy said that he and Mr. Tomilov’s illegitimate son have a sincere personal affair, and Tomilov’s family treats the current Xavier The lady has a special meaning. With the introduction of the bastard, he will definitely be able to meet Ms. Xavier."

"If all goes well, Roy will buy you the time you want. The announcement to evict him from the house is in the hands of Mr. Mayor. He has nothing to do with Ms. Xavier, nor is he a member of Mr. Governor. You have A lot of time to retrieve the announcement, this matter will not have any impact on your self-recommendation."

"Plan B is a workaround. In the event that Plan A fails, Roy will assassinate Ms. Xavier."

"The assassination will make Drake feel the deep malice in this town. Whether it succeeds or fails, the Steel City plan is highly likely to be maliciously dismissed. Your move to evict Roy from the house before the incident will change. Become your talisman, because according to the rules of social, Drake’s hatred and revenge have no reason to implicate you."

"The two sets of plans have more than 90 chances to break your dilemma. More importantly, the cost is low. You only need to pay an invitation letter that is destined not to go to the appointment~lightnovelpub.net~ and half an illegitimate child. ."

Sig's plan was laid out. Mr. Green listened quietly, thought carefully, and finally nodded with emotion.

"I trust you, Teresia. Not only because you have spent so many years gaining the trust of Kidalil, but also because in less than ten days, you have been doing your best for me, and you guessed it. All the future."

"I have never seen a mind as good as you, and I am thankful that Kidalil sent you to me in the most difficult time."

"This is a miracle given to me by God. I will worship Him, but before I worship, I want to know what the last 10 is?"

"The last 10..." Sieg pondered for a moment. "The negotiation failed, the assassination failed. Ms. Xavier survived and was frightened. She fled Hartford before my arrangement took effect."

Green stayed in place "Carmen Xavier was frightened? Is this possible?"

"She is just a young woman, no matter how small the possibility is, we can't rule out the possibility of it happening, right?"

"At that time, what should I do?"

"I was regarded as an enemy by the Drake Chamber of Commerce, and then I was ready to fight."

"Really at the end?"

Sieg poured the brewed tea into the teacup, and only poured the only cup he drank.

"The end of destruction, the last life, when it comes to the final battle, I will tell you plan c without reservation."

"Before that?"

"Pray." Sieg sipped a sip of strong tea and said softly, "God can bless you from the worst, but only you...you can save yourself."

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