At the Sihai Trading Company, Nguyen Shiping, the prefect of Mengyang, who represented the dignity and interests of the Khmer Kingdom, held fierce trade negotiations with Jiang Ping, the chief manager of the Sihai Trading Company in Mengyang.
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"Sir, if I quote this price, they will definitely chop off my head..."
"Don't worry, Qitian Village will definitely protect your family..."
"Since my family is small, can I send my family to Qitian Village? You know there are many mosquitoes in Cambodia..."
"The original price has increased fivefold, but we can use 20% of it to fund you and open up new connections. For us, it's only increased fourfold, which is already a huge loss..."
"We can't let the village lose money no matter what. How about increasing the price sixfold and using 25% of it for activities? This way, we'll have more funds for activities and the village can make more money."
"Well, if the price goes up too much at once, I wonder if the royal family will disagree..."
"I have a plan. Let's double the price first. If the Kingdom loses to the Chen Dynasty, we'll continue to increase the price. Anyway, the Kingdom can't produce on its own now and can only buy. They dare not offend us. Even if they want to settle accounts, it will be a matter for the future. We can make money first..."
"Lord Ruan is truly loyal to the emperor and the country!"
"That's right, and we don't really need to use our profits to bribe people. Qitian Village also has crystals, and our own production is bound to be cheaper than outside. We can make all of them into various types of Buddha statues. The Cambodians worship Buddhism, so they give away Buddha statues. Especially if we send more to temples and add some incense money, it will be more effective..."
"If this is accomplished, I will definitely commend Lord Ruan in person in front of King Zhentian!"
"Thank you, Lord Jiang..."
After repeated back-and-forth, despite the enormous disadvantage caused by the Khmer iron ore's inability to produce, Lord Nguyen remained unyielding. He sternly refuted the Four Kingdoms Trading Company's exorbitant demands, not only ignoring the Four Seas Trading Company's threats of force but also resisting its sugar-coated bullets...
Finally, that night, under the gaze of everyone, Lord Ruan walked out of Sihai Trading Company with a smile on his face like a winner. However, the chief manager of Sihai Trading Company, Jiang Ping, did not come to see him off. He was accompanied only by Wang Wu, whose face was so dark that it was hard to tell whether he was happy or sad.
In the early morning of the next day, an express horse with a speed of 800 miles rushed from Mengyang straight to the Cambodian capital of Taijing.
After receiving the memorial, the Khmer King Xinletai finally felt relieved. Although the Sihai Trading Company did not agree to the Khmer Kingdom's request for price reduction, Xinletai himself knew that it would be stupid not to take advantage of the situation at this time. Therefore, after negotiations with Nguyen Shiping, the price was finally doubled, and the supply was also doubled, which was much better than he expected.
Thinking of how Ruan Shiping, for the benefit of the kingdom, had remained unmoved despite threats and inducements from the Sihai Trading Company, potentially even risking his own life to achieve such a result for the kingdom, Xin Letai, who had always been considered mean and ungrateful, was briefly moved. Not only did he immediately decree that the word "acting" be removed from Ruan Shiping's title of acting prefect, he even secretly vowed that when he conquered Xiangyun Province, he would hand over the people of Qitian Village to Ruan Qing for his own vengeance...
Ruan Shiping, who had officially become the prefect of Mengyang, could no longer send his entire family to Qitian Village. He could only quietly send his beloved eldest son and first wife... Hey~~~~ It was just the right time. The house was much quieter, and he could spend every day with his concubine. For Ruan Shiping, the present was the most comfortable life, and he hoped it would never pass...
Qinghe, County Government, Lin Hai’s big office.
"The people at Mengyang Station have done a good job. We should commend them and send more people to Mengyang Station. Tell them that they can't just wait for our support. They also need to be self-reliant and develop locally. Mengyang Station cannot be limited to Mengyang, but must cover the entire Cambodia." Lin Hai was overjoyed after reading the report from Mengyang Station, which attracted Wang Zuo's praise. Ling Yang, who had already placed the copper-covered stick in a convenient place for Lin Hai, was very disappointed.
"So, the current Mengyang Station will be upgraded to the Cambodia Station, and Jiang Ping will be the station chief. Let him be in charge of all our intelligence matters in Cambodia. However, Mengyang is also a very important place, so let Jiang Ping recommend someone." Lin Hai finally made up his mind.
He was very satisfied with Meng Yang Station's current performance. Now, as soon as the news of Cambodia's defeat in the Chen Dynasty came, all the contradictions in Cambodia that were suppressed by the war would erupt at the first moment. This was also Qinghe's first and most important window period, and he had to seize the time.
I hope the Khmer can hold out longer after being equipped with enough armor, Lin Hai thought.
Originally thinking that today's government affairs were over and wanting to sneak away, oh no, wanting to take Shi Zhen'er to visit the newly established power plant, Lin Hai stopped at the office door. Just by hearing the hurried footsteps, he knew that it was his elder brother Wang Liang who came, and it seemed that there was something urgent.
Wang Liang had already entered Lin Hai's office and sat down on Lin Hai's desk with ease. He bent down, opened the desk drawer, grabbed a handful of melon seeds and began to eat them. Ling Yang was the one who reacted the fastest. He quickly pulled out a dustpan from the corner and said, "Master Wang, it's better to throw the melon seed shells here."
Wang Liang didn't even raise his eyelids: "Oh, you are on duty today."
Ling Yang had no choice but to answer, "Of course, with your status, you can spit anywhere you want. Go ahead and spit wherever you want. I'll clean it up later."
It was Lin Hai who saved Ling Yang's life: "Brother, you ran over here in such a hurry, aren't you just craving for these sunflower seeds?"
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