Chapter 611 Don't Talk to Me
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Joe Ga didn't really want to make things difficult for Pierre; it was obvious that the man was just spearheading the mission on behalf of the Prime Minister of France.
Usually, such people come bearing 'gifts' for the meeting, yet this guy was beating around the bush with the idea of a 'win-win'—except that it was France who would win a bit more, and Boss Joe who would win a little less...
How could that be acceptable?
Joe Ga's maritime security company plan was all set; did they really need his approval?
Now, this yet-to-be-established company could, in effect, alleviate pressure on the French government, so the 'gift' would have to be doubled.
The money isn't coming out of your own pocket, so isn't a good result more important than haggling over the price?
Pierre, who had climbed his way up to the position of Deputy Minister of Security, was a sharp individual and quickly grasped Joe Ga's underlying message. With a look of reluctance, he said, "Well then, to show our support for the military contracting company established by the Princess, I'll see what I can do to intercept the three Sea Hawk 43 patrol boats that were completed and ready to be delivered to Mozambique. You only have to pay 60 million euros, and they are yours."
Joe Ga heard this, pulled out his phone to check, and then stared at the Sea Hawk 43 in the images, which looked like an alien spaceship...
It was a rare trimaran with a length of 43 meters, equipped with two automatic weapon turrets and an unmanned helicopter, along with very advanced electronic radar systems.
The best part was that the Sea Hawk 43 was a concept vessel designed by the French during a burst of romantic inspiration. This thing, with a decent interior design, would not be out of place if called a super yacht.
This kind of ship fit perfectly with Monaco's style, and most importantly, its combat capabilities were not too shabby.
Due to the ship's structure, the Sea Hawk 43 was a stealth patrol boat. Although two automatic weapon turrets might be a little lacking, the unmanned helicopter could be equipped with missiles for coordinated combat.
This thing wasn't very practical for military use, mainly because its wide structure made it difficult to enter docks, plus its aluminum alloy hull was less protective and more prone to corrosion, leading to high maintenance costs.
It was a concept ship, but the French had built it. After testing, they found that its performance and cost-effectiveness did not meet their expectations, so they decided to sell it.
Mozambique was the original sucker, but now Joe Ga had stepped in, and Pierre thought giving a proper discount was the highest sincerity!
Because Boss Joe needed not just a ship, but also the political added value behind the trade.
It was impossible for Monaco to acquire warships on its own, but if Charlene could get her hands on it, the implications would provide ample room for speculation.
Besides, 20 million euros per ship was really a bargain price. Normally, a 43-meter long ship with a proper weapons system would cost at least 50 million euros to start with.
This was taking advantage of the situation in Monaco, finding a reason to almost give away the Sea Hawk 43 to Charlene, appeasing Monaco while lessening the trouble for the French Cabinet and Parliament, and at the same time, repaying Boss Joe's favor.
Joe Ga was very satisfied with the result!
Regardless of whether the Sea Hawk 43 was practical, flaunting it would give him prestige.
One Hamilton-class ship, along with three Sea Hawk 43s, might not count for much in the Mediterranean, but definitely could stride across the Gulf of Aden.
That's enough!!
"Deal!!!"
Joe Ga reached out and gave Pierre a firm handshake, then said with a smile, "Then, have your Prime Minister come over. I'll be responsible for accompanying him, and whatever he says, I'll agree.
If the media ask questions, I'll say that P·B's counter-terrorism operation was completed under the wise leadership of the Prime Minister. What do you think?"
Upon hearing this, Pierre's face broke into a smile, and he said, "That would be wonderful. P·B has always been a good friend of France, an important partner!
According to our Prime Minister, P·B played an irreplaceable role in this incident, offsetting the stupid things some allies did, which was key to the successful resolution of the event..."
As soon as Joe Ga heard this, he knew France wanted to give England a hint. They wanted to subtly suggest there was more to the story, to attract media attention and relieve pressure on France while passing the buck to England.
England and France had many areas where cooperation was necessary, and this was the way to force them to offer favors.
Because from France's standpoint, selling out England was not a profitable enough deal.
What point was there in bringing down a few British politicians? Using those who were still in power to secure tangible benefits was the way of a competent politician.
Joe Ga didn't really care. He wasn't the only one who knew England had dirt on their hands. As long as it wasn't he who spilled it, he would be fulfilling his promise to Cameron.
As for the squabbles between England and France, Joe Ga, a minor player, would do well to just watch from the sidelines.
Understanding the nuances, Joe Ga readily agreed...
Supporting the Prime Minister of France? Not disgraceful at all!
He's also a top-tier big shot!
Although the President is the one who generally represents France in the media and on international platforms, in reality, it's the Prime Minister who is the caretaker of France, many domestic matters needing to pass through him.
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At France's most extreme times, there could even be two governments within, and this has happened before.
Joe Ga had waded through the murky waters of chemical bombs, and now at the time of harvest, he found the yield quite satisfying.
The banking license was the most important; Sea Hawk 43 was just an extra, but that was just France alone.
Over in England, Cameron was making moves, and England Energy Company was starting to loosen up; the Iraqi oilfield business had great potential.
These two were the big fish, but let's not forget the huge favor owed to Germany!
This isn't something you can dismiss with an ambassador spouting a few kind words; the counter-terrorism task force formed jointly by Switzerland, Germany, Austria, and Liechtenstein must start operating.
If Germany dares to delay, Joe Ga is bold enough to encourage Austria to poke at their soft spots.
PB is short of people right now, they need to organize a team quickly and send them to Liberia to participate in counter-terrorism operations.
England, France, and the United States have basically withdrawn from Tubruq, and it's actually not bad having Red, Austria, and Liechtenstein filling in.
If you don't act, I'll find the media to remind you!
A politician who doesn't dare to strike back when slapped in the face won't last long in their position.
As Joe began interacting more with these high-level officials from Europe and America, he gradually lost his sense of awe towards them.
After all, politicians are individuals. If you don't bind them with their countries, they're really not that remarkable.
The positions they occupy and the interest networks they represent allow them to mobilize vast resources, and whether these resources benefit their nation's people or themselves is truly just a thought away.
As long as the core interests of the nation are not touched, these politicians actually have a lot of functional leeway, presenting huge opportunities for mediation.
Anyway, during the time Joe dealt with France, he had taken full advantage of the situation and gradually grasped their patterns.
Now that Prime Minister has even arranged for someone to hold shares in PB bank on his behalf; there will be plenty of opportunities for cooperation in the future.
Seeing Pierre finally showing a relaxed smile, Joe Ga turned to Ayu and pointed at the two unconscious men in black suits, saying, "King Kong, take them down and get them a doctor.
Pierre is a friend; there's no need to stop him anymore..."
Ayu's tiger-like gaze wandered over Pierre's body, then squeezed out a strange smile, bending down to pick up the two men in black suits by their belts and striding towards the staircase.
Pierre, watching Ayu's retreating figure, shook his head and said, "That lady is a born warrior; only Africa could give birth to such a divine warrior.
Those two are from the French Gendarmerie's special unit. I thought they could hold off King Kong, but they didn't last even 10 seconds..."
Upon hearing this, Joe Ga raised his eyebrows and said, "Those two guys are from GIGN?
Is there something you haven't told me?"
Pierre laughed and shook his head, "'Fly' is my man, but he was seriously injured this time. And someone has to take the fall, so he's been suspended.
However, before he was suspended, we need to move Madeline Parker from the safe house to the NATO headquarters in Germany.
She has information on dirty bombs..."
Joe Ga, hearing this, decisively waved his hand, "Don't tell me; knowing too much doesn't do me any good..."
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I've finished making new year's visits, and my own schedule under my control has concluded; now it's time for others to come to my house for new year's visits.
There's no help for it. As my parents get older, as a younger family member and brother, I'll need about three days to entertain the relatives at home.
I don't find it troublesome; it's just that there isn't enough time!!
The rest of the content will be updated this afternoon; I will try my best not to owe more updates!
Thank you all for your support during the New Year!
Thank you!
Grateful!!