Chapter 610 Throwing Money

Just like Earl Jeffreys Jr. thought, even if the newspapers publicized this "accident", the Lionheart Kingdom acted as if it didn't see it.

Politics is about compromise. If you can't do it, you can only humiliate yourself if you don't pretend to be deaf and dumb.

Obviously, Queen Lionheart is a qualified politician, so she didn't do anything big.

She just contacted Prince Charlie by telegram and asked him to temporarily take charge of the embassy, ​​and even gave him more permissions to wait for the new team from the kingdom.

At least for the past six months, Prince Charlie has the final say.

It was also at this time that the arms production line that had been shipped out arrived at the overseas colonies of the Lionheart Kingdom.

The transport ships were all merchant ships of the Great Xia Empire, flying dragon flags.

According to the agreement, two of the production lines belonged to Prince Charlie, which was a support for him.

And Prince Charlie is not without any foundation, he also has his own die-hard supporters overseas.

These two production lines were unloaded from Senator Sanger's private port and then handed over to Prince Charlie's people.

Just like this, Sanger was envious and drooling.

In fact, his own arsenal can produce lightweight rifles, and even a small number of light artillery can be made by native methods.

But it is obvious that this 57mm infantry artillery is no longer a small thing.

He has been doing well in the past few years, his business has blossomed in the colonies, and he has a private armed force, which can be called a local emperor.

Although he failed to enter the mainland of the Lionheart Kingdom, he at least got a knight's title, and it was comfortable to live behind closed doors in the colonies.

But when he saw this artillery production line, he suddenly woke up.

The distant Daxia is the center of the world, and he will be finished sooner or later if he stays here.

Fortunately, he did not break off the relationship with Daxia. There were gifts sent on holidays, and he kept in touch with Earl Jeffreys.

This time he was moved and wanted to go to the Daxia Empire immediately.

Even if it was not for anything else, at least he wanted to see what the center of world civilization looks like.

After making up his mind, he first notified Earl Jeffreys by telegram, and after getting permission, he immediately purchased gifts and beauties and prepared to leave.

He has not done nothing in the past few years. At least his position is stable, so it is not a big deal to go out.

Moreover, he was invited to Daxia, so others should be more cautious.

After preparing for half a month, Sanger set out again and left the colony.

But this time he brought Benjamin with him. He was not at ease leaving this traitor who was deceived to the colony in his hometown.

Because he was alert in advance, Benjamin did a lot of work in the past two years, but he really didn't find a few opportunities to leak secrets.

Vaguely feeling Sanger's vigilance, he dared not move even more.

However, this time going home was also a very embarrassing thing for him.

To be precise, he still had a criminal record, but it was not a big deal.

But going back in disgrace was always a bit unwilling.

In a flash of ten years, Benjamin was very disappointed that he had not made any name for himself in the Lionheart Kingdom. He had a savings of more than 100,000 gold coins and could barely be a rich man.

"When you go back this time, you can keep in touch with your old classmates." Sanger encouraged Benjamin. The reason why this idiot was still kept was because he still had value.

If he could use his connections to bring back a few technical talents, he would make a lot of money.

Even if he failed, it would be good to bring back some technology.

Sanger was no longer a bumpkin. Knowing that Benjamin was at the bottom of the class in college, he naturally had high expectations for his classmates.

But he didn't know that Benjamin couldn't even smell his classmates' exhaust fumes now because his technical strength had been increasing over the years.

Benjamin himself didn't think the gap was too big to accept. He lit a cigar and said in a seemingly lonely way: "Alas! My classmates either entered the research institute or became engineers in the factory. I'm afraid they are all successful now. What else do I have except sleeping with a few more women, making a little more money, and buying a few more houses?

When I go back, I'm afraid I'll be laughed at for being full of money."

Sanger's eyes twitched. Why did this sound wrong?

He wanted to kick this traitor, but he held back.

"I'll pay, and I'll give you a bonus for any gains."

There's no need to say the specific amount. Sanger's reputation has been very good over the years, and Benjamin trusts him very much.

As for the resentment and resentment of the past, they have faded over the years.

Back then, he was a pauper, and he wanted to rise up.

Now that he has money, women, and children, he doesn't have the courage to fight.

For money, it's okay to bow down, it's not shameful.

It can only be said that time can change everything and is the most powerful weapon.

The two of them had a bumpy journey and finally arrived at Degen Port, finally setting foot on the land of Daxia.

Benjamin returned to his homeland, but what he saw was completely different. He was like a foreigner, and was completely confused.

This was even more true for Sanger, a foreigner. Even with a guide and photos, he was still dazzled by the prosperity when he saw it with his own eyes.

Fortunately, he had contacted the young Earl Jeffreys in advance, and the Jeffreys family's car drove directly into the dock and stopped in front of the two.

Butler Harrington once again came out to welcome this good friend who sent generous gifts to his own earl every year.

Sure enough, as soon as they met, Sanger returned to his rich nature and frowned, saying, "Mr. Butler, I'm afraid these few cars of yours are not enough. Please find ten trucks and two buses."

Harrington thought that he was dissatisfied with the low grade, but he didn't expect that Sanger was dissatisfied with the lack of transportation capacity.

However, the guests' requests must be met as much as possible.

Then... a group of white women got on the bus, but Sanger's entourage was still a few people short.

The remaining trucks unloaded a large amount of packed luggage directly from the ship.

"These are the gifts I brought for my eldest brother, don't lose them."

Sanger reminded carefully that it didn't matter whether it was money or not, but it would be too much effort for him to collect another one.

Butler Harrington looked at the trucks with large and small bags, and he could barely hold it, but seeing the white women sitting on a bus, he couldn't help but worry about the count's waist.

I wonder if the count will reward me with two?

Butler Harrington's face changed again and again. Such a generous guest, of course, should be treated better.

When he accompanied Sanger to the car, the latter insisted on pulling him to sit in the back seat.

Before Butler Harrington could react, a piece of letter paper was stuffed into his pocket.

"This is the local specialty I brought. Mr. Butler must accept it. If you don't accept it, you look down on me. If you look down on me, you look down on my elder brother." Sanger said so.

He was very clear about the purpose of his trip, to throw money, and then throw money.