Rebirth of the fighting nation's rich second generation

Originally, he thought that the expression on Mettershaw's face would definitely be surprised, but unexpectedly, after Artyom finished speaking, he found that the expression on Mettershaw's face was still the same as before, and his expression seemed to be a poker face.

"I know."

"You know?" Artyom smiled.

Mettershaw nodded: "Yes, I now know that Dopombe actually hated me after my father passed away, but because of Oliveira's existence, he had to temporarily accept me. I, even I lost the last battle on the Nyar River, I admit that my carelessness is the main reason, but the lack of follow-up support is also a reason, so Dopombe tried every means to drive me out of Nyar, hey, also I don’t know how Oliveira is doing now, but based on the current situation, his life is not much better.”

Artyom’s meeting with Mettershaw this time was mainly to provoke the relationship between Mettershaw and Dopombe. As for Pugachev, since he was one of his own, if he provoked, it would be easy for Mettershaw to provoke him. He could see his intentions; as for Oliveira, since he also participated, maybe this guy would also be useful, so Artyom didn't intend to say it.

"Oliviera is a bloody fighter. Even if Dopompe makes things difficult for him, I believe he will survive. At least for now, he is a trustworthy person."

Mettershaw said: "I know, so I'm a little confused now."

"There is nothing to be confused about. As long as you persist in your career, you will eventually succeed. Besides, you still have a lot of network resources in France, which are all available. To be honest, between you and Dopompe In the meantime, I am quite optimistic about you."

Mettshaw was deceived by Oliveira and the late Jim An, which was not at the same level as his education and intelligence. However, he still kept a clear head when dealing with Artyom's overtures. For him, Artyom is nothing more than a speculator. The reason why he is optimistic about himself is actually because he is optimistic about the network resources behind him.

At present, compared with Dopombe, Mettshaw's biggest advantage is his rich network resources in France. Apart from that, he has nothing.

During his study at Bali Military Academy this time, Mettshaw also met with his seniors and classmates, and many seniors and classmates also expressed their willingness to contribute to his ideals.

Even individual fanatics expressed their willingness to provide financial support.

Of course, Mettshaw also knows the conditions behind these funding.

He was a man brainwashed by romantic French liberalism, and he refused all these funding.

So so far, his power is still very weak, so weak that he doesn't even have the confidence to lead others to fight guerrillas.

"I can provide funds and materials." Seeing that Mettershaw was silent, Artyom also spoke.

"Sorry, I don't need it right now." Mettershaw said with a faint smile.

"No, what you need, buddy, I think we can be comrades-in-arms, everything about us is equal, and it won't be exchanged for harming your Niall's interests, I really mean it."

"But your efforts will not be directly proportional to your gains."

"Yes, this is the case at the moment, but once you succeed, I guarantee that I will gain a lot, at least have a friend at the level of a big boss."

"And then? Is that all you get in return?"

"Then we can change the fate of poverty in your country through trade."

Finally, in Mettshaw's view, Artyom revealed his true purpose.

"The key is that this trade is fair?" Mettershaw was quite suspicious.

Artyom didn't hide it either, "Of course it's unfair. To be honest, buddy, for a backward country, sometimes you have to sacrifice some of your own country's interests in exchange for development. Take US dollars as an example. Isn’t it just that the Americans are nakedly cutting the wool of each country? There is no absolute fairness, only appropriate and inappropriate.”

Mettshaw didn't expect that Artyom also expressed his point of view bluntly. After listening to it, he couldn't calm down for a long time.

Seeing this guy's pensive look, Artyom couldn't help smiling, took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep drag.

When he finished smoking, he found that Mettshaw was still thinking.

What a nerd.

Artyom actually didn't understand what Mettershaw was thinking, walked up to him, and patted him on the shoulder lightly: "Dude, you should see the world more, not in the ivory tower in."

Mettershaw subconsciously nodded.

"Thank you, Mr. Artyom. I will consider what you said today. Anyway, thank you for providing me with some information in time."

"I take you as a friend, Mr. Mettleshaw. This world is very realistic. You have no ability and ideals. However, without the support of money, all of this is still nothing. Only money is the best proof of ability in this world. "

……

After meeting with Mettershaw for more than an hour, Artyom left the military academy, and he has completed his mission. Next, he will go to Paris Fashion Week to cheer for one of his favorite supermodels. By the way, let's see if there can be further development between the two.

After Artyom left, Mettshaw thought a lot while staying alone in the stadium, savoring what Artyom said just now, and he thought it was actually reasonable. The financial support is nothing more than taking a fancy to Niall's rich natural resources.

He tried his best to make Niall an independent country, but this may be just his personal idea, including his seniors and classmates, and some words of interest were revealed in more or less words.

In this world, people are really real.

Mettshaw secretly said, "It seems that I really have to put my ideals on hold for the time being. It's better to be more pragmatic."

He shared his thoughts with Short, who immediately agreed.

In fact, Short does not agree with Mettshaw's views on independence and freedom, but he is not good at expressing his opposition. He is an opportunist from the bottom of his heart, and he just wants to grab huge economic benefits for himself and let him It's all about food and clothing, and now Mettshaw has decided to take a pragmatic route, so naturally he agrees with both hands.

He even said he would actively participate.

Mettershaw agreed without hesitation.

Both of them showed knowing smiles, but Short saw through Mettershaw's inner thoughts, and Mettershaw knew nothing about it.