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After Jerome Bonaparte patiently listened to De Luys' explanation, his face also fell into deep thought.

After a while, Jérôme Bonaparte said to De Ruys: "Minister Ruys, what you said does make some sense!

If we don't find something for the British Kingdom to do, the British Kingdom will devote all their energy to European diplomacy, but..."

Speaking of this, Jérôme Bonaparte changed the subject and said to De Ruys: "However, we don't need to be so active as mediators!

Wouldn't this make us appear too "traditional-minded"? "

"Your Majesty, we don't have to act as mediators so quickly!" De Luys quickly explained to Jerome Bonaparte: "What I just meant is that we should be prepared to mediate at any time!

Once the American envoy to the Ottomans, Carol Spencer, is unable to secure an armistice for the Persian envoy, they will inevitably look for me to invade the French Empire.

At that time, we can act as mediators between the British Kingdom and the Qajar Dynasty. "

"Yeah! That sounds pretty good!" Jerome Bonaparte nodded and asked De Luys again: "Can we take advantage of this mediation to sign some treaties with the Kingdom of Persia!"

"Your Majesty, what treaty do you want to sign with the Kingdom of Persia?" De Ruys was stunned for a few seconds and said to Jerome Bonaparte.

"Part of the empire's arms reserves need to be sold, and some of the empire's soldiers also need to be re-employed!" Jérôme Bonaparte said to De Ruys: "The empire also needs to find a suitable place to sell its luxury goods. Object!

When the time comes, ask the Kaijia Kingdom if they can slightly reduce tariffs on luxury goods! "

"I understand, Your Majesty!" De Luys immediately understood what Jérôme Bonaparte meant. He wanted to enjoy the same rights as Britain and Russia within the Kingdom of Qaga, and by the way, he wanted to move the warehouse to face the accumulated inventory. All clearance deals.

"Minister Ruiz, it's getting late!" Jérôme Bonaparte yawned and said to De Ruiz: "You should go back and rest earlier!"

"Yes! Your Majesty!" Minister De Luys said goodbye to Jérôme Bonaparte.

After De Ruys left, Jérôme Bonaparte simply sorted out the documents and then returned to the room to rest.

The next morning, a ray of sunlight shined through the curtains on Jérôme Bonaparte's face.

In his sleep, Jerome Bonaparte slowly opened his eyes and looked out the window, and then stretched his hand under the pillow.

After some groping, Jérôme Bonaparte finally found the pocket watch placed under the pillow.

Then he took the pocket watch out of the pillow and looked at it. It was already around 10 a.m.

Jérôme Bonaparte hurriedly patted Augusta beside him and said, "Wake up! Wake up! The sun is almost shining on your butt!"

Augusta lazily put aside Jerome Bonaparte's hand and replied to Jerome Bonaparte: "Get up yourself! I want to sleep for a while!"

"Then I don't care about you!" Jérôme Bonaparte said, lifting the quilt, bending down to pick up the clothes scattered on the floor and put them on.

About 10 minutes later, Jérôme Bonaparte, fully dressed, left the bedroom.

Before leaving, Jérôme Bonaparte did not forget to remind Augusta to get up early.

After leaving the bedroom and walking in the corridor of the Tuileries Palace, he soon met the royal steward Vernia. He hurriedly asked Vernia: "Vernia, while I was asleep, the Tuileries There are no guests in the palace!"

Vernia responded to Jérôme Bonaparte: "Except for a messenger from Gabon, there have been no other visitors!"

"That's good!" Jerome Bonaparte replied, looking at Vernia, and then asked: "Where is the messenger from Gabon now?"

"Basilio has arranged for him in the living room! The purpose of my coming here is to inform you!" Vernia said to Jerome Bonaparte.

"I know!" Jérôme Bonaparte scraped Vernia's nose affectionately and said, "Thank you for your hard work!"

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"Nothing!" Wilnia blushed slightly and said in a low voice: "That... Your Majesty!"

"What's wrong? What's the matter?" Jerome Bonaparte asked Vernia.

"Can you..." Wilnia faltered, unable to speak a complete sentence.

"Can it be anything?" Jérôme Bonaparte asked Vernia again.

Finally, Vernia plucked up the courage to ask Jérôme Bonaparte: "Your Majesty, do you have time tonight! I have something I want to talk to you about!"

Jérôme Bonaparte instantly understood what Vernia meant. He smiled and said to Vernia: "Of course I have time! But where are you going to talk!"

"Can you go to my room?" Vernia asked Jerome Bonaparte with an eager look.

"Of course!" Jerome Bonaparte nodded and replied to Wilnia, then whispered in Wilnia's ear: "Tonight, wait for me after washing!"

After that, Jerome Bonaparte patted Vernia's butt again and walked away, leaving only Vernia standing there with a face of shame.

After parting with Vernia, Jérôme Bonaparte met Basilio again at the corner of the stairs.

"Basilio, where are the guests from Gabon now? Jérôme Bonaparte asked Basilio immediately.

"Your Majesty, please follow me!" Basilio said as he led Jérôme Bonaparte.

Under the leadership of Basilio, Jérôme Bonaparte came to a drawing room.

Pushing open the door of the living room, Jerome Bonaparte saw the messenger sitting in the living room. Error-free updates @

The messenger sitting on the chair also discovered Jerome Bonaparte when he opened the door.

The messenger quickly got up and walked in the direction of Jérôme Bonaparte.

The two men met at mid-distance from each other, and the messenger hurriedly bowed to Jérôme Bonaparte and said: "Your Majesty!"

"You worked hard all the way from Gabon to Paris!" Jérôme Bonaparte shook hands with the messenger and said in a friendly tone.

"No hard work!" the messenger shook his head and responded to Jerome Bonaparte, and then handed a letter to Jerome Bonaparte: "Your Majesty, this is what Governor Jerome Patterson entrusted me with. A letter for you!"

Jérôme Bonaparte finished the letter handed over by the courier with his hands, and then asked the courier about the situation in Gabon: "How was your conversation with Norinco?"

"Your Majesty, our conversation with the representatives of Paris-Nord Industry Group has ended!

When I left, His Excellency the Governor and Representative Eugene Gallin had already started construction!

I heard from His Excellency the Governor that the mine is expected to be officially mined in half a year!

Not only that, our Governor is also planning to build a wood processing factory in Libreville!

Used to process wood from Gabon! "The messenger told Jérôme Bonaparte everything he knew.

"Not bad! Very good!" Jerome Bonaparte clapped his hands with satisfaction and said, "Your governor can correctly understand the importance of self-reliance. This is very worthy of encouragement!

Colonies should not always rely on financial subsidies from the imperial government. They also need to find some ways to make up for their expenses! "

"Your Majesty, you are right!" the messenger echoed, "Our Governor Jerome Patterson also often warns us to be self-reliant!"

"Okay! That's all I have to say!" Jérôme Bonaparte decided to end the conversation with the messenger, "Is there anything else you want to say?"

The messenger shook his head and replied to Jérôme Bonaparte: "Your Majesty, I have none too!"

"Then I won't keep you!" Jérôme Bonaparte gave the expulsion order directly.

"Your Majesty, I will leave first!" The messenger bowed to Jerome Bonaparte and said goodbye.

Subsequently, Jerome Bonaparte ordered Basilio to send the messenger away from the Tuileries Palace.

When Basilio sent the messenger out of the gate of the Tuileries Palace and returned to Jerome Bonaparte's study to report his work, he found that Jerome Bonaparte was sullen and silent. In his hands.

Also holding an envelope and a piece of letter paper.

Basilio couldn't help but have a bad premonition in his heart. Pretending to be calm, he reported to Jérôme Bonaparte in a calm tone: "Your Majesty, I have sent the messenger away from the Tuileries Palace!"

Jerome Bonaparte raised his head, looked at Basilio, then slapped the letter in his hand on the table and said: "Basilio, take a look for yourself!"

Basilio came to Jerome Bonaparte in panic, and then took the letter slapped on the table in his hand.

The content of the letter was very simple. It was Jérôme Patterson describing to the emperor the arrogant and domineering attitude of the representatives of the Paris-based Norindustrie Group.

This short page was like a bolt from the blue to Basilio.

You must know that Paris Nord Industrial Group has made a fortune in his hands. This letter from Jérôme Patterson is simply a slap in the face.

"General Manager Basilio, what do you want to say?" Jerome Bonaparte changed his name to Basilio, which meant that Jerome Bonaparte was undoubtedly dissatisfied at the moment.

"Your Majesty, I don't know..."

Basilio wanted to explain something to Jerome Bonaparte, but Jerome Bonaparte forcibly interrupted him and said, "Basilio, can one sentence of unclear words solve the problem? Just one sentence of unclear words can solve the problem." Cover up all mistakes?

What I need now is not an explanation from you, what I need is a solution!

Understand? "

"I understand!" Basilio responded quickly to Jerome Bonaparte.

Basilio, who had been with Jérôme Bonaparte for some time, knew that the emperor cherished his reputation very much and would not harm it unless absolutely necessary.

It is only natural for His Majesty the Emperor to be angry when companies like Paris-Nord Industrial Group, using his name, go around doing things that damage his reputation.

The top priority now is to rectify the internal rectification of Paris-Nord Industrial Group. .