New England is the essence of the northern United States, while a series of coastal cities in the eastern part of New England are the essence of the New England region.

Although the city of Privite is not as good as New York and New Haven, it is still a big city in this era.

Williams walked down from the swaying boat and stood on the solid ground. Suddenly his legs became weak and he was about to fall down if he couldn't stand.

Drake, who had been running around for many years, stretched out his arms and held Williams. He smiled at Williams in a hideous face.

Although Drake has not known Doug for a long time, his positioning of his relationship with Doug has undergone great changes.

At first, Drake only thought Doug was just a lucky kid.

However, the more he comes into contact with, the more he discovers Doug's excellence.

Even...not only Doug himself is excellent, but even a child around him who looks inconspicuous at all has such terrifying execution...

In Drake's mind, Little Ram, who became famous in the night of New York, was a little cold.

Therefore, even Drake is almost full of friendship when facing Williams around him who looks far less sharp than Ram.

That little Ram was just an ordinary little devil in a slum not long ago. And the one beside him was a real top student at Yale Academy.

In this era of universal illiteracy, being able to become a college student is already an extremely small number of existences. Among these extremely small number of existences, Doug has chosen them again. What kind of abilities will they have?

Drake was very envious.

However, he knew that although these excellent people could be seen and touched, he could not recruit them to serve himself.

And with so many outstanding subordinates, what will happen to Doug in the future?

"Thank you." Williams, who looked a little ugly, thanked.

He is a person with perseverance and execution ability, and his brain is not too stupid, but no matter what, he is still not very good at facing the sea.

"No need to thank you, Brother Williams! Should we find a place to rest for a while and then go to the negotiation venue?" Drake continued to say gently with a rare feeling.

He was so gentle and considerate that even Alan, a strong man like an iron tower beside him, looked at him side, as if he didn't know his boss anymore.

Although this time it was just a negotiation, there were thirty or forty people coming off the boat.

These people not only have Winchester 1859 hanging, but also carry grenades, daggers and other objects. Although they don’t know what the actual combat power is, the unified system of cold and cold equipment looks very stylish and deterrent at first glance.

That's right, this is also the theory Doug instilled in Winchester. Weapons should not only be useful, but also look good.

This world is so sad that even weapons and equipment depend on your face.

Dozens of neatly arranged people headed towards the venue.

At the same time, another team also headed towards the venue.

The little citizens of Privileges, although life was also difficult, wandering on the brink of poverty and bankruptcy. But when they saw the Drake team, who seemed to be elite, chattered together, guessing that something big must have happened.

Yes, something big is going to happen, and it is closely related to them, but they do not have any power to make decisions.

"You are the Excellency Carlton, the president of the Dye Association. I am Drake. This is Winchester. We are honored to be able to negotiate with you!" Drake changed his arrogant style and no longer did it without accepting it, but became gentlemanly.

Standing on both sides of Carlton's body at the forefront, there were many middle-aged people who looked equally wealthy. However, none of these workers spoke. Carlton asked with a cold face, "Do you didn't come?"

Before Drake answered this time, Williams took a small step forward and said in a respectful voice, "Hello Mr. Carlton, my teacher, Mr. Doug Clayden, cannot come because things are too busy. The teacher fully authorized me to discuss with you and the many outstanding gentlemen of the Dye Association for the future distribution of dye market interests in the United States and even the world."

Carlton looked at the half-aged child who was much taller than Doug through his nostrils. He listened to his orderly but extremely arrogant words, which looked like he threw off his clothes and left with ease.

So arrogant, obviously don't want to have a good talk!

But... can he leave? He can't leave.

Because... the suppression he led in business failed. He defeated the pure violent confrontation he led to withstand, but failed again.

There are already many factory owners who have long-standing cooperative relationships with the Dye Association, worried that if they continue to fight, their own factory that uses dyes from the Dye Association may be blown into the sky at any time.

From this point of view, they are already at a disadvantage.

But...even if it was a disadvantage, Carlton still thought that he was at the same level as Doug. However, he was extremely arrogant and only sent a delivery boatman and a so-called student to negotiate with him.

Do you don't want to negotiate anymore?

Do you really think that you won once in New York and will continue to win elsewhere?

Carlton sneered in his heart, but his movements were very honest and turned around and entered the negotiation venue.

The negotiation venue is not the most luxurious iconic hotel in Privilegesden. There are too many people there and it is not suitable for talking about things. Even if you want to take all the money, it will take a lot of effort.

Although the venue for this negotiation is still a hotel, the scale is not that big. After all, the hotel owner not only did not make any difficulties, but also was very happy.

When negotiating to enter the hotel negotiations, the powerful armed personnel stayed outside the building and surrounded the hotel, never put an ant in it.

Faced with such a serious situation, Williams was a little nervous.

However, when he thought about the teacher's thin body and passionate appearance when facing so many teachers and students in Yale, he was less nervous.

Williams remembered what the teacher said to him before he came, "In the Middle Ages, blacksmiths wanted to make irons, but they could only use things that were harder than iron. What they could not get under the negotiation table was impossible, and they could not get at the negotiation table. At the negotiation table, we won, so we were the hammers in the hands of the blacksmith, and they were just burning red iron.

Don’t be afraid when negotiating, it’s not us who pays the price, but them.”
Chapter completed!