Chapter 515 Happy Cooperation

Ukraine, Kyiv, presidential palace.

Kravchuk, the owner of this mansion, sat behind his desk, exchanging glances with his newly appointed Finance Minister Grigory Piatarenko without leaving any trace, took a deep breath, and said solemnly Looking at the old gentleman sitting on the sofa.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Apokalis. Regarding the purchase of steel for the Ulyanovsk, we are already negotiating with a company from the United States, and the quotation provided by your company is not in line with ours. expectations.”

The newly elected president exudes a strange sense of confusion. He seems to have not had a good rest. There is a faint drowsy look in the center of his fat face, and he even speaks a little slowly.

But even so, his answer was still very clear, and there was not much room for divergence and discussion.

Faced with the Ukrainian president's rejection, the old gentleman in a sophisticated handmade suit showed no trace of frustration on his face. He casually played with a small wooden stick in his hand, shook his head and sighed.

"It's really a pity. I thought you would think that a mixed contract with a potato import quota would be more sincere than a simple monetary payment. After all, we all know that the food situation this year will be severe. Who knows..."

"Ukraine is the most fertile agricultural country in Europe. Compared with food imports in a single year, in today's international situation we generally believe that the U.S. dollar has stronger trade value and payment capabilities. Moreover, Ukraine is a reputable government. Even if the other party is just a private company, we will not break the contract easily."

Finance Minister Pyatarenko smiled slightly, opened the folder in his hand, and handed it forward.

"Perhaps, we can talk about the transaction of another Varyag or other military steel... If you are in urgent need of special steel in this area, Ukraine is not just warships, we also have a lot of equipment from the former Soviet Union."

"No, the Destiny Group is only interested in the Ulyanovsk for the time being."

At this time, the little silver-haired girl sitting next to the old gentleman, who was as obedient as a little granddaughter, suddenly spoke.

"It's really chilling and regretful... Sigh, I understand how to communicate with you."

The girl stood up and walked carelessly to Kravchuk's desk. She grabbed the purchase letter of intent that had been submitted to him directly from the man's hand. She looked through it briefly and made random gestures with her fingers on it.

"Here, delete the mixed payment form for grain imports and change it to pure US dollar settlement... In addition to the contract deposit, after signing the contract, 20% of the total payment will be paid directly in advance the next month... This should be enough, right?"

Kravchuk frowned, looked at the little girl in front of him who looked like an adult, and shook his head with a dumb smile.

"Of course. If your grandfather had proposed this plan from the beginning, we might have been really moved. Unfortunately, adults' business negotiations are not that simple. This requires a new contract to be drafted."

"Oh, sorry, I wasn't talking to you."

Elena raised her head and glanced at the white-haired old man in front of her, her lake-blue eyes full of contempt.

"Grandpa, please, please help me revise the few points I just mentioned."

"Understood."

Grindelwald shook his head helplessly, looking at the contract that the girl handed to him. He tapped the wand in his hand, and the writing on the contract twisted and started to type and write again. After a few seconds, a brand new document was formed. content.

If he remembered correctly, this contract had expanded from the original two pages to more than a dozen pages.

Then, the old man sighed and looked at the two Muggle politicians in the office who were rubbing their eyes. A contemptuous sneer exactly like Elena's appeared on his face, and he nodded gracefully.

"It's a pity that we have to disturb you two because our previous preparations were not very complete. Goodbye!"

"Everything is forgotten!"

Suddenly, the eyes of Kravchuk and Piatarenko became distracted, their brows relaxed, and their faces showed a dazed and indifferent expression - this was after the Forgetting Curse was cast. , a little bit of sequelae.

With a smile, Grindelwald placed the revised contract back in the hands of the Ukrainian president and smiled politely.

"Hello, let me introduce myself. I am Otto Apokalis, the president of Tianming Group..."

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Half an hour later...

"It's a pleasure to cooperate, and the beautiful and hospitable Ukraine always welcomes all of you who are destined to do so!"

"So...about the personnel stationed at the dismantling site and bank loans..."

"Don't worry, Mr. Apokalis! This aspect will be properly arranged within this week! Tianming Group will soon find that the enthusiasm and efficiency of the Ukrainian people are definitely the most trustworthy in Europe."

"That's good. Thank you Mr. President and Mr. Minister for the reception. Then I won't disturb you two."

Grindelwald nodded, put on his bowler hat, took Elena's hand and walked out the door.

If Elena hadn't been worried about the hidden dangers in the future, according to his character, he would have cast the Imperius Curse long ago. How could he have bothered to waste so much time on these stupid and greedy Muggles.

Fortunately, through constant memory reset and modification discussions, they finally achieved the result they wanted.

After leaving the Presidential Palace, Elena glanced at the signed letter of intent in her hand, curled her lips disapprovingly, folded it a few times and put it in her arms, turned her head to look at Grindelwald and asked softly.

"You're sure you won't leave any traces of magic, right?"

"Of course, unlike memory tampering, the forgetting curse is the most difficult to detect - especially one that immediately erases an event that just happened. As long as a few days pass, no one will be able to find out that they have been Worked magic.”

"What about these few days? Will there be any problems with the wizard who is guarding them?"

Elena frowned and asked worriedly.

"He's just a bad second-rate wizard. He won't appear next to those two Muggle politicians these days. By the time he returns to his post, all traces have dissipated, not even Albus. Find clues in a way. After all, all this is determined by their subjective consciousness without any coercion or tampering."

Grindelwald grinned and answered confidently.

"And in the past few days, we will have two personnel watching the Ukrainian presidential palace at all times to protect those two idiots from encountering wizards from other countries - Dumbledore will also pay attention to those who apply for entry. There are not many foreign wizards at the moment.”

"It seems that the situation is more optimistic than I imagined. There is no need to consider facing the MACUSA directly for the time being..."

Elena let out a soft "hmm" and breathed a sigh of relief involuntarily.

"So now we just need to ensure that we try not to show any traces of the magic world's involvement, and make everything look like it is limited to the distribution of benefits to the non-magic world. The International Statute of Secrecy is really an interesting double-edged sword."

"Interesting statement, if only I had thought of that."

Grindelwald chuckled and glanced meaningfully at the white-haired dumpling beside him.

"So my lovely little Theresa, do you want to go back to school and rest now, or go and see your big ship first?"

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