Chapter 254 Ni Zuokai, let the professionals do it

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Carlos confirmed at a very young age that even if the world he was in was virtual, the simulation engine was at the level of the 400-way Titan, and he did not have a time-travel artifact like a brain-dead halo.

When I was a child, the servants at home would steal words and play tricks.

Once you lead an army, the ruffians in the army will know how to paddle and betray your teammates.

Once you become a king, the nobles in the country will rebel and defy you.

Some people come here because of fame, and some people come here for money. The guys who take refuge in themselves generally have various purposes.

In general, it is a certain background and a future.

Guys who truly fight for their beliefs are glorious as role models and terrifying as comrades-in-arms. For the sake of faith, can everything be sacrificed? This kind of person is suitable for worshiping on the altar, but not suitable for making friends.

So Carlos was creating shortcomings for himself, consciously or unconsciously.

After all, he didn't want to be told that Wang didn't understand people's hearts.

However, as his social circle expanded and he spent more time in the world of Azeroth, Carlos found that his direct tendency to perfection was shattered. Wherever I need to create any shortcomings, I am simply full of shortcomings.

In my last life, I received the education of a socialist successor, then served as a soldier for a few years, played games for a few years, and withstood the bombardment of the information explosion. I was completely useless.

Intelligence and wisdom are not to be confused.

Intelligence is innate, affected by body functions, and directly linked to brain capacity.

Wisdom is an organic combination of experience and knowledge, which is enhanced by many factors.

Then Carlos discovered in embarrassment that standing on the shoulders of giants, he was astonishingly intelligent, but his intelligence was not as good as others, and he simply lost the face of countless time-traveling martyrs.

Anyone who treats others as fools is stupid, and anyone who treats himself as a saint is exhausted. Carlos just wanted to find a good father-in-law and a big thick leg, but he was blocked.

The whole plan was not something Carlos came up with in a flash of inspiration. He thinks he doesn't have this ability. As early as Alex Barov foresaw that the mobilization order for total war would bring about food shortages, the think tank serving the Barov family had already begun to plan various possibilities. And tricking the Kingdom of Lordaeron is the most effective method.

Carlos' actions so far are nothing more than based on a certain plan. I just made some changes in a flash of inspiration.

A large-scale operation involving millions of gold coins would take only a few months to deploy personnel, not to mention the many matters of confidentiality and aftermath.

However, even so, the plan that has been going smoothly so far has been criticized by Mrs. Morgan's messenger for being incomplete and even making bold statements. If he was asked to do it, Carlos couldn't help but not put in 200,000 gold coins, but would still make money.

Carlos wanted to kill someone, really, really wanted to silence him.

Whether it was Mrs. Morgan's mage who was proficient in prophecy or the courier's astonishing business talent and political acumen, Alterac's ultimate goal was discovered just from Carlos's communication records and various clues. The incident itself was very scary.

"Your Majesty, you don't have to look at me like this. Our Morgan consortium is good at using commercial means to achieve political goals. Similar actions. The number of successful cases alone exceeds double digits. Mrs. Morgan's sincerity towards Your Majesty can be honored, so I coming."

The middle-aged man named Steve Watson kept a smile like a professional insurance salesman and finished speaking the words that could determine his life or death.

"But what Mrs. Morgan wants is not proportional to what your consortium has paid. Pies will not fall in the sky, and I don't believe in love without reason. Being courteous for nothing, or being a thief, shows your purpose."

Carlos frowned, groping his chin with his left hand, and holding the hilt of his sword with his right hand, his expression uncertain.

"At first, we agreed to His Majesty's request for a loan. It was because of the traditional friendship between Mrs. Morgan and the Barov family. I will say bluntly that one million gold coins seems to be a huge amount of property. In fact, there is not much gold used to mint these gold coins. Even It’s not enough to fill this room. For the Morgan Consortium. If we weren’t afraid of causing dissatisfaction among the countries, we could even buy a kingdom with gold coins, such as Gilneas, Lordaeron, or Alterac.”

Steve Watson said the terrible words in a cheerful tone.

"I understand basic currency knowledge. I also believe in your financial resources, but tell me what you want to get. This is very important and determines whether you can walk out of this room alive."

Carlos was hesitant, even wavering on whether to listen to Steve Watson continue.

"Like Bertorn and Barov, Mrs. Morgan's family is also a decent nobleman who came out of the Arathor Empire. When your ancestors were guarding Keldaron for Emperor Thoradin, Menethil was just a Obtained the qualification of a senior citizen. Therefore, Mrs. Morgan’s closeness to His Majesty comes from a bloodline that lasts for thousands of years. I believe that Grand Duke Alex has also told His Majesty that Mrs. Morgan can be trusted.”

Steve Watson found a chair and dragged it to a place seven steps away from Carlos, and then sat down comfortably.

"Answer my question, what do you want?"

Carlos felt very subtle, and his intuition told him that he could not listen anymore. It was the right thing to kill or drive away the man in front of him. However, the gossip from thousands of years ago and the freshness of the secrets drove him to continue listening.

"What Weiwei wants is His Majesty's friendship, true friendship."

Steve Watson's answer made Carlos very dissatisfied.

"If so, you've got that and the delicate conversation can be over."

Carlos' expression turned cold.

"Please don't be angry and let me finish my last words."

Steve Watson looked normal in the face of Carlos' murderous intent.

"explain."

"I am Mrs. Morgan's messenger and a professional manager who can assist Her Majesty in achieving her goals. But, but, I am just Madam's dog. I will try my best to do whatever Madam asks me to do. As for Madam's ideas, I don't need to I know. This time I came to see His Majesty just to honor Mrs. Morgan’s sincerity to His Majesty. A sincerity that can be seen, heard, and touched with hands. Mrs. Morgan believes that one million gold coins is not enough to express His Majesty’s value. This is an insult, so Madam decided to help His Majesty fulfill your wish."

"You give too much and ask for too little. I'm afraid."

Carlos was tempted, but reason persuaded him to refuse.

"You misunderstood, Your Majesty. The Morgan Consortium's belief is fair trade. We will naturally expect to gain as much as we pay. It's just that Madam thinks that His Majesty is worth our heavy investment. These empty words probably won't impress His Majesty. Let's put it this way, Your Majesty. Leave this matter to me. After it is completed, you can go to Morgan Post in person to meet with Madam. How about letting the big shots talk about the big shots in person. Anyway, you won't suffer any loss, and it doesn't matter even if you regret it. "

Carlos' heart began to beat faster, and his head began to hurt.

"By the way, for such a big matter, a letter of introduction and a coat of arms alone are not enough to confirm my identity. It is normal for Your Majesty to have doubts. Then..."

Steve Watson stood up, walked to the door, lifted the suitcase beside the door, returned to Carlos, opened it and turned it around, and presented the contents in front of Carlos.

"This is Lordaeron City's industrial sovereignty document worth six million gold coins. Your Majesty can take it to verify its authenticity."

Carlos was really moved. This kind of thing is most likely true!

"These things are used as collateral. I personally think they should be able to prove my identity. Then, let professionals do the professional things. Mrs. Morgan's only wish is to have an interview with Your Majesty."

"last question."

"Your Majesty, please speak."

"Why doesn't Mrs. Morgan have an interview with me before deciding on such a big matter? I don't believe that Mrs. Morgan doesn't even have a mage who can accurately locate it."

Steve Watson dropped his professional smile for the first time and showed a proud look.

"Because this trouble is a big trouble for His Majesty, but not worth mentioning for Madam."

As soon as he finished speaking, Steve Watson immediately put on a humble expression.

"For the same reason, Madam's trouble prevents Madam from coming in person." (To be continued.)