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It's okay to read on the computer, and it's okay to automatically subscribe with the mobile app. As long as I haven't clicked on the chapter before I modified it. Once I clicked on it, the wrong chapter content will be downloaded and entered into the mobile phone cache. At this time, even if I modify the mobile client, it is still the wrong content and will never change.

At this time, you can only download this chapter again. If it doesn’t work, you can only delete the book and remove it, and then add it again and put it on the shelves.

There are few people reading niche books and are rampant. There is no way to do so. If you don’t do this, you can’t make it. I’m sorry.

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The negotiating rivals between Gomo and Baisven are still old-fashioned faces - Russell Smith from East India Company and Cheney Coward from Business Adventurer Company.

Since the last negotiation ended, the two sides have held several informal meetings, but they have not reached any substantial agreement due to too much disagreement. Today's negotiations are the seventeenth meeting and the fifth formal negotiation in several months, and the difficulties of peace can be seen from this.

Before entering the venue, Gao Mo had already found an opportunity to tell Bai Siwen the news that Blanco had quietly passed.

Bai Siwen was a little absent-minded after hearing this news. Why are the British so cunning? Why are they so shameless? How can you 17th-century natives be even more cunning and shameless than the great time travelers? How is this possible? How can it be?!

Bai Siwen was a little messy. What about the pirates in England? The pirate fleet led by Drake beat the Spaniards like grandsons. Why is this now? Those people in the Navy are so lucky! Thinking of his actions some time ago, what would those people in China think of me? Bai Siwen suddenly felt something was wrong.

However, the negotiations were about to begin. Bai Siwen tried hard to adjust his breathing and tried to turn his attention to the current negotiations. After all, this was his most important task at this time. Perhaps, after assisting Gao Mo to fight for a more favorable peace plan from the British, he should be able to recover some of the negative image he had accumulated a while ago.

The lengthy and dull negotiations began again. Four negotiators from both sides sat in the spacious Xiangyang room, exerting verbal battles and tit-for-tat.

"On the East Coast, our patience is limited." Russell Smith said, smoking his pipe and glancing at Gomo. "The East India Company is a powerful old company. Even if we only divide a few ships, we can drive your East Coast Navy like a betrayal dog. Don't forget that on the ocean, the glory of England has never been defiled."

"Maybe what you said makes sense, but that's all the past history." Gao Mo rubbed the ceramic teacup in his hand, looked at Smith's eyes, and said meaningfully: "The navy on the east coast has its own pride. Since its establishment, our heroic navy has never disappointed us. We defeated the powerful Peruvian fleet of the Spaniards. Similarly, for you English, we don't think you have anything special. Perhaps the end of the Spanish is a true portrayal of your future."

"Is that so? It's not a good habit to talk." Smith spat out a sip of cigarettes and said with a smile: "The pride of the East Coast Navy? The shameful failure of the estuary of the Gambia River is your pride?" At this point, Smith and Coward looked at each other.

Coward shrugged and complained, "East Coast people, I have said a long time ago that the East India Company does not like to negotiate with people without sincerity. Our conditions have been stated countless times, and I don't want to repeat it here. Your poor navy - uh, if those ships can be called the Shanghai Army - have been wiped out, there is no doubt about this. If you are stubborn, I think maybe this will be the last negotiation between us."

"Knight Haywood will definitely not agree that this is the last negotiation." Gao Mo stared into Smith and Coward's eyes and said the shocking words in a gentle voice. "Knight Haywood and his loyal subordinates are currently being detained in the prison of our East Coast Republic. If you close the door to negotiations, I think he will be disappointed."

Knight Haywood was the army commander of the British Gambia Merchant Station, which Gao Mo knew in the morning. However, he did not know the detailed process and results of the Gambia Merchant Station. He only knew that the British merchants' business station had been destroyed, so he talked about the lies that the Knight Haywood was detained in China. Anyway, the British could create rumors at will, so what was the point of telling two lies by themselves?

Unfortunately, he did not see any unusual changes in the faces of the two British people opposite. Smith and Coward did not even blink their eyes when they heard the news, as if they were just greeting terms such as "The weather is good today."

"Hywood Knights returned to Salisbury for vacation half a year ago. I think you must not understand this. East Coast people, don't try to deceive us, and don't try to mess around. The East India Company's attitude is very clear. Other conditions can be negotiated, but we must get the latest textile technology. I have talked about this countless times. So do you agree or disagree? Now please give me a positive answer." Smith asked leisurely after clearing the ash in the pipe.

The two old British foxes were so calm that Gao Mo asked himself that he could not catch up. If Blanco had not disclosed information that he would never make any mistakes, then he would have been deceived by these two British people with excellent acting skills. He remembered the withdrawn Guyana trader company and the soon-to-resigned colonial companies such as the Morris Stone Tucker company mentioned in Blanco's words. The anti-East Coast alliance established by the British might be facing a collapse, but you can't see any clues from the faces of these two old English guys.

After thinking about it, Gaomo decided not to circle the two guys. He said clearly: "Mr. Smith, Mr. Coward, on behalf of the East Coast Republic of China, I hereby solemnly reply to the issue of sharing textile technology proposed by you: We will not accept this condition, and will also refuse any negotiations or transactions related to this condition in the future."

Hearing Gao Mo rejected his own proposal so neatly, Smith and the others were silent. Smith silently smoked his pipe, and the smoke from his mouth blurred his face under the sunlight.

"Even if you want to continue the war, will you agree?" Coward said expressionlessly. "If we exempt you from the huge amount of war compensation you should have, will you reconsider your decision? Listen, East Coast people, this is our last bottom line. If you refuse, it means you have chosen to continue the war. Now, I give you five minutes, please consider it carefully. You still have a little time to change your mind before I finish smoking this bag of tobacco."

"Cruff..." Gao Mo pushed the chair away with an expression in front of him and stood up, while packing the documents, "I'm sorry, I refuse. Textile technology is also our bottom line. Unfortunately, you misjudged the situation and chose to continue the war. Then, maybe you will soon realize how stupid this is. Think carefully, Englishmen, we reminded you, but you did not take it seriously. According to the words of our ancestors, do not say that it is unpredictable. Pray for your own destiny, Englishmen, goodbye, you will pay for your pride and deception. I will stay in St. Vicente for a few days, but it won't be too long. If you change your attention, you can contact us through Mr. Blanco Almeda."

After saying that, Gao Mo stepped out of the conference room. Bai Siwen was stunned for a moment, then looked at the two Englishmen sitting upright smoking pipes in the seat, and then followed Gao Mo out of the conference room with a complicated expression.

"This is a game of competing for patience and chips." Gao Mo said to Bai Siwen, who hurriedly followed: "The British East India Company is currently sitting on the crater. They can all be so calm, so why can't we calm down? Moreover, I believe that the British people have fewer and fewer chips. Be calm down, Lao Bai, we can't make the previous mistakes again. Otherwise... you know the consequences, the military people are holding magnifying glasses and looking at us."

Bai Siwen sighed softly, and said nothing, his face was as bitter as bitter.

The two sides did not contact each other for the next half month. The two British people still lived in the British store in St. Vicente, and perhaps they also needed time to communicate with their superiors. Gomo and Baisven were with Blanco, either hunting or attending some banquets or salons held by the "ladies" in the city, and took the opportunity to get along with the white middle- and upper-class people in St. Vicente.

This boring day did not end until October 10, 1637.

On this day, a shocking news came back to St. Vicente: The British East India Company's fleet was suddenly attacked by the Navy of the East Coast Republic of China on the northwest of the Cape of Good Hope. The East India Company's fleet, which had a total size of sixteen ships, sank an armed merchant ship and two warships on the spot. The remaining ships escaped from the pursuit of the East Coast people by night. The British gathered their formation early the next morning and found that last night, another heavily damaged armed merchant ship sank. All the precious spices on the ship sank into the cold Atlantic Ocean, and the crew were able to escape in small boats.

This was an explosive news that spread throughout Saint Vicente almost overnight. So the next day when Gomo and Baisven were wandering around the city, the Portuguese, Spanish, Dutch and French all looked at them with strange eyes.

Gao Mo and Bai Siwen, who had already received the news, were also full of emotion. The naval fleet was really powerful, and their heroic fighting gave strong support in diplomatic negotiations. Only at this time did Gao Mo realize that only by the strength of the country, victory on the battlefield was the most fundamental thing. It was too naive and superficial to rely on diplomacy to control national policies before. And it was also very dangerous. From another perspective, what is the difference between himself and those soldiers who left alone?

"Okay, it depends on yourself next. The navy gave it great support. If you don't hit the two old English foxes well, then your surname is not Gao." Gao Mo thought happily. This was an explosive news, which spread throughout Saint Vicente almost overnight. So the next day when Gao Mo and Bai Siwen and the others were wandering around the city, the Portuguese, Spanish, Dutch, and French all looked at them with strange eyes.

Gao Mo and Bai Siwen, who had already received the news, were also full of emotion. The naval fleet was really powerful, and their heroic fighting gave strong support in diplomatic negotiations. Only at this time did Gao Mo realize that only by the strength of the country, victory on the battlefield was the most fundamental thing. It was too naive and superficial to rely on diplomacy to control national policies before. And it was also very dangerous. From another perspective, what is the difference between himself and those soldiers who left alone?

"Okay, it depends on yourself next. The navy gave it great support. If you don't hit the two old English foxes well, then your surname is not Gao." Gao Mo thought happily. This was an explosive news, which spread throughout Saint Vicente almost overnight. So the next day when Gao Mo and Bai Siwen and the others were wandering around the city, the Portuguese, Spanish, Dutch, and French all looked at them with strange eyes.

Gao Mo and Bai Siwen, who had already received the news, were also full of emotion. The naval fleet was really powerful, and their heroic fighting gave strong support in diplomatic negotiations. Only at this time did Gao Mo realize that only by the strength of the country, victory on the battlefield was the most fundamental thing. It was too naive and superficial to rely on diplomacy to control national policies before. And it was also very dangerous. From another perspective, what is the difference between himself and those soldiers who left alone?

"Okay, it depends on yourself next. The Navy gave him great support. If he doesn't hit the two old English foxes well, then his surname is not Gao." Gao Mo thought happily.

Behind him was Bai Siwen's lonely figure.

Behind him was Bai Siwen's lonely figure.
Chapter completed!