The next day at 10 AM.
Anton was lying on the bed, eating an orange that Polina had peeled while enjoying the sunlight.
At this moment.
There was a commotion.
A few minutes later, Gessim walked in.
"Young Master, the military is here with three to four hundred people. The leader seems to be a big shot, a general, but the guards stopped them from entering.”
“.....”
Hearing this.
Anton immediately sat up from the recliner and looked at Gessim in disbelief.
F * ck.
The Ivanov family really didn't raise you for nothing.
You guys are really brave.
This was a beautiful country.
It was not the Far East.
I don't have any objections to you stopping Christine. I even support you.
After all, that guy was not a good person. He had plenty of ways to deal with him.
Of course.
More importantly, this guy could only be considered a civil servant.
No matter how strong he was, he could not pose any substantial threat to him.
However, the person who came today was clearly a military official.
Moreover, from the fact that the other party could bring hundreds of military soldiers at once, it was obvious that the other party was not afraid.
He was definitely a big shot in the military.
At the very least, he would be on the same level as Uncle Killier.
Of course.
Since he was in their territory and was such a high-ranking military bigshot.
Then, the people he brought with him must be fully armed.
In the end, you guys actually dare to stop people from entering?
He rubbed his forehead.
Anton patted Gessim's shoulder and said,
"You guys are really bold. You dare to stop a general from a beautiful country without any weapons.”
"Young Master, don't worry. We're not unarmed. If the leader wants to harm you, we'll definitely kill him first.”Gasim replied frankly.
“......”
"Alright, I got it. Let's go and take a look.”
Anton shook his head helplessly.
He really wanted to know how the old man had brainwashed them.
There were only a hundred or so guards on his side.
The other party had directly brought hundreds of fully armed soldiers with them.
Obviously, they had done their homework. There were only a hundred people here.
However, it was under such circumstances.
Gesim actually had the confidence to say that he could kill the leader first.
This was something that Anton Lie had never thought of.
There was more.
What did he mean when he said they weren't unarmed?
Don't tell me you're hiding something I don't know about.
....
They walked out of the villa.
When Anton Lie arrived at the entrance of the resort.
At this moment, he was shocked by the scene before him.
Hundreds of guards of the Ivanov Family lined up in rows to block the door.
The leader of the Beauty Nation's military stood outside quietly.
Behind him, hundreds of fully armed soldiers were watching, ready to fight at any moment.
"Alright, everyone, disperse." Anton waved his hand.
"Yes, Young Master."
Anton's voice fell.
All the team members immediately separated and made way.
"Hehe, Mr. Anton, we finally meet. I am the Beauty Nation's Chief of Staff, Swailan.”
"Sh- Shiva? I…"
He heard the other party introduce himself.
Dong Lie's heart felt like it was being pulled.
He had calculated everything.
He had never thought that the big boss who came to negotiate with him today would be Swailan.
This person was not just anyone.
He was the current highest-ranking officer of the Beauty Nation's military and one of the few four-star generals in the country's military.
"Yes, I've heard a lot about you, General Schwalam.”
"Hehe, can you let me in now?”Swailan laughed.
"Of course, please come in."
As he spoke, the guard opened the door.
However…
Just as Swailan stepped into the resort hotel and the soldiers who followed him were about to enter.
He was immediately stopped by the guards.
"Either stay outside or throw that thing away.”
"You... This is our beautiful country. We only accept the military's orders. As for you, you have no right to tell us what to do. Do you believe that we can just barge in?”
"You can try. I guarantee that you will be the first to die.”Gasim coldly looked at the other party.
"Alright, Yates, this is Mr. Anton's residence now. Since you're in his territory, you have to listen to his orders. This place is very safe, you can stay outside.”
"Obey my orders." Swailanwen said angrily.
"Yes, everyone listen up and be on guard outside.”
"Gessim, you go and keep watch too. I'll talk to General Schwalam alone.”
"Yes, Young Master."
As he spoke, Swailan and Anton slowly walked to the lakeside and sat down on a bench.
"Those people must be the guards your grandfather set up. Not bad. They are brave and brave. This is the first time I have seen such a strong private armed force.”
"It's mainly because he has good taste.”Anton smiled.
"Do you have any thoughts on the arms deal? If you have any, you can mention it. As long as your request is not too excessive, I can make the decision to satisfy you.”
"I have two requests. First, I will decide what to sell. Second, I will decide the price, and the annual purchase amount will not be less than 40 billion US dollars.”
"40 billion USD?"
Swailan frowned.
Forty billion USD was not a lot for the military.
However, if the price was set by Anton Lie, then there would be a problem.
For example, the military wanted to purchase tanks.
Anton sold 100 cars for 40 billion USD.
Then wouldn't Beauty Country be the world's number one resentful species?
If this got out…
The whole world would laugh at them.
"Mr. Anton Lie, I can promise you that we will purchase 40 billion USD worth of military equipment every year. We can buy whatever you sell, but if you decide the price, it will be unfair to us.”
"How about this, the price of the arms sales to you will not exceed three times the cost. If you can accept it, then we have a deal.”Anton said after thinking for a while.
"If it's three times, fine, I agree. The contract will be sent over this afternoon. It'll be done once it's signed. As for the land and funds needed for the military research and production plant, our military will bear it.”
"Alright, since you've said so, then it would be impolite of me to refuse.”
After listening to Schwalan's words.
Anton could tell.
When this person had great power, he would also have a long-term vision.
A military bigwig like Swailan.
What he was thinking about was not that little bit of money.
It was the core technology of the Far East military's active armaments.
To him.
The core military technology of the opponent was what Beauty needed the most.
As for money.
A beautiful country?
Since he didn't lack it.
Why did he still care about those three melons and two dates?
If he had the time to argue, the matter would have been settled long ago.
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