0287 To be, or not to be
On December 1779.
As Christmas approaches, the entire white world is filled with joy.
Of course, the maritime merchants are no exception.
Christmas is a holiday that cannot be delayed. All ship dates must be arranged in advance. Even if you cannot set aside time for the sailors to reunite their families, you cannot float on the sea, drink the smelly water, and eat the dry food that is moldy and maggots.
For ocean-going chambers of commerce like Drake, which involves two continents, the corresponding arrangements are even more complicated.
Whose family is in Europe, it is best to return to Europe this period of ship, and whose family is in America, it is best to go to the United States this period of ship.
It seems to be just a simple homeland consideration, but it actually involves each crew member and his or her ship, squad, rest, special service, and corresponding positions, considerations of expertise and experience, and choices between ocean and near sea.
If there are really a lack of key positions, even if the ship is stopped and they cannot deprive the crew of the Christmas holiday at will, because the result of this is that the Chamber of Commerce will lose important talents, but the desired ship date is still failed.
Exercising your efforts and racking your brains.
At this time, the busyness of the Chamber of Commerce was extraordinary and non-daily. It was already full of anxiety, but Chuck never expected that the first Christmas cycle of the Caribbean Club would be so difficult and heartbreaking.
Kingston, Drake Chamber of Commerce Caribbean Chapter Headquarters.
Leonard quickly walked towards Chuck's office, and as soon as he opened the door, he was bombarded by the thick fog in the room like a substance.
He didn't smoke at all, and after Hamilton was locked up for a night, he became particularly attached to the sunshine and freshness of nature. When he encountered this disaster, he almost even coughed out his lungs. He could only endure it, rush into the death ground, and push open the window.
The warm winter wind in the Caribbean blew away the haze, and the old guy felt that he was alive and dared to breathe, allowing his lungs to infiltrate some vibrant factors.
"What's wrong? Budget? Annual report? Schedule? A president always has an accountant and an offshore admiral. Half of the senior branch members called me, the old guy who doesn't smoke, over here. Could it be that he was holding a cigar tasting meeting?"
Orves and the chief accountant Richard looked at each other helplessly, pointing to the empty ashtray in front of him, and then to Chuck, who almost turned into a magic lamp elves. The meaning is self-evident.
Leonard frowned and looked at Chuck, watching him take a deep breath of his pipe, swallow clouds, spit out mist, then knock off the white ash from the pot, pinch the clip, and fill himself with a new pot.
"Old Leonard, I feel ashamed of you."
He gave a sensational opening remark, picked up a cigarette lighter and lit the pipe, then just smoked, and it was not to be continued.
Leonard was tickled and he was tickling his eyebrows and waited, waiting and waiting...
"Enough, President!" He strode over and snatched Chuck's pipe, "Or, say, or, at the afternoon celebrity auction, this damn ivory magic lamp is the lot!"
"It's not an ivory magic lamp... The seller told me that when Michel Adrienson de Reit was rampant on the Thames, the pipe in his mouth..."
"But fireworks are strictly prohibited on the ship!"
"Well……"
Perhaps because he realized that he had been fooled, Chuck became more and more depressed.
He tugged his hair dry due to insomnia a few times and glared at Orves with red eyes.
"Admiral Olves, repeat the topic we just said to the Vice President, I mean, all."
"Yes, sir!"
Orves stood up with a snap, his chest stood upright, and his expression was solemn.
"On October 17, the Andrian, an offshore fleet outsourcing carrier, was robbed on Aklin Island in the Bahamas, and was injured and died. The ship and cargo were robbed because there were three ancient gold objects transported to Hamilton to socialize, and the loss was about 2,700 pounds."
"On October 29, the Naga, the Snaku-type sailing ship to which my offshore fleet was robbed in the Anegada Strait in the Virgin Islands. It was injured by three times, no one died, and ships and cargo were robbed. The main cargo was Ceylon tea that trans-ocean Europe, and even the ships lost about 1,800 pounds."
"On November 6, our ocean-going fleet was attacked in the Anegada Strait during his trip to Europe, injured one pirate ship, sank another, retreated to the enemy, injured 24 people on the ship and killed 6 people."
"On December 4, my offshore fleet outsourcing shipbuilding ship Kuaria transported a shipyard of Oriental Silk in Nassau, Andros Island, and not only lost more than a thousand pounds, but also suffered retaliatory counterattacks. All 42 crew members of the ship were killed, and only one of them was cut off and sent back, just yesterday..."
From the beginning of the report of beating Orves, Leonard had already heard that the reason why Chuck was so out of control.
This is the pre-war battle between Lorraine and Cotton Jack in the plan.
At that time, in order to make Chuck feel real pressure, Leonard and Orves discussed that he was only responsible for contacting cargo, dispatching remaining ships, releasing news and reminding the ocean fleet to pay attention to defense, etc., all of them were handled by Orves. Even the reports after the accident had to pass Leonard, and Chuck decided on the scope of information.
So this is the first time Leonard has heard of these things, and his expression cannot be faked at all.
Especially...a retaliatory counterattack?
Leonard clearly remembered that the ships that Orves chose to send out the news signed outsourcing contracts that both Party A and Party B bear their own losses, which is the so-called Party B contract in the industry, in order to reduce the intensity of the carrier's resistance and reduce unnecessary loss of life.
Why did there be any retaliatory counterattack?
He looked at Orves in confusion, and Orves smiled bitterly and spread his hands: "The Curiari did not resist, and the reason why it was retaliated was only because Admiral Corterence..."
Leonard suddenly realized that it must be Corterance who was prepared and asked the ocean lineup to set up traps, which led to the brilliant victory of being hurt.
However, after great enlightenment, the old guy has no idea at all.
He kept his doubts and turned to Chuck: "President, why would Admiral Corterance's success retaliate against the Curiari more than a month later?"
Chuck looked sad: "Because these four attacks were done by a dead and resurrected sea ghost, Cotton Jack, one of the pirate kings of the Caribbean."
"Pirates of the Caribbean...Cotton Jack?"
"That's right! It's this tyrant!" Chuck gritted his teeth and twisted the table. "For some reason, he set his sights on us. In the past two months, four attacks. If it was counted as a result of the filth and rest, he would almost never stop!"
Leonard tried hard to make his expression smoothly transition to anger, but found that he couldn't get angry, so he had to change his routine and calm down.
"President, calm down. Two of the four attacks were outsourced ships. How could he know the details of our dispatch?"
"Curiali was also an outsourced boat, but the stick was sent straight to Kingston, with [Chuck Parker personally receiving] on his face!"
Leonard glared at Olves with anger, looking like he was blaming him for not covering up for the president, but in fact...
Lorraine clearly stated that she would conceal the origin of the outsourced ship so as not to suspect that Cotton Jack would be disconnected, and Orves obviously forgot this.
Fortunately, cotton Jack did not decouple, so this little negligence in detail became a harmless problem, and this glare was enough to be revealed.
"President, there are so many pirates in the Caribbean, so it's normal for losses during shipping..."
"Of course I know it's normal! But..."
"but?"
"Even if the personnel pension is not included, the total loss will be as high as 6,000 pounds. Christmas is coming now, and the capital chain of the Chamber of Commerce..."
This is really a brand new problem. Neither Lorraine nor Leonard expected that Chuck's capital chain was so fragile that he could not afford the loss of just a few thousand pounds.
Leonard said in disbelief: "President, I remember that the transatlantic line has been on track since October. We have obviously collected a lot of funds, why..."
"In order to pay off the debts of North and West Europe as soon as possible, I asked Admiral Cottruns to bring back 10,000 pounds in November. There was also a large number of plantations in need of cash after the riot, so I ate the order of sweet sugar for two years at a low price..."
“It’s all gone?”
Chuck was embarrassed and ashamed: "The chairman once said that he would not have the dividends from the Caribbean this year. I originally wanted to try my best to clarify the beginning and end of the business, and to catch up with the Northwest and Northwest at the annual meeting..."
"But I don't even keep the basic reserves, I only rely on the workforce..." Leonard took a deep breath, "Is it the third time this year?"
"When I was attacked for the second time, I asked my uncle to send a navy to clear the front line of the Bahamas. It was only the Royal Navy that experienced the Battle of the Windward Islands..."
"His he rejected you?"
"yes……"
"Luckily he rejected you!"
Leonard laughed in anger, and the little guilt in his heart had long dissipated without a trace with Chuck's request.
The old guy got angry.
"Chuk Parker, look back at the privateer license hanging on your wall! Although it is just a copy, it inherits the Drake family's privateer privilege!"
"We are privateers! They are sharks, and they are wolves on the sea!"
"The captain's ancestors broke the monopoly between the French and the Spaniards on this sea. The captain relied on a small Golden Deer to steal a whole ocean fleet for us!"
"What about you? What do you think? A group of sharks ask for help from dolphins, and a group of wild wolves bowed their heads to the dogs?"
"Do you know why your uncle rejects you? Because Sir Parker knows the nature of privateers. Once he helps you with the pirates, you will be swept out by the captain regardless of success or failure!"
Chuck stared in confusion: "The only ones we can use to clear out pirates are those ocean-going ships. Their ship schedule is very busy, instead of..."
"Christmas is coming." Leonard blocked Chuck's mouth with all irrelevant topics. "This year's annual meeting of the General Chamber of Commerce will probably be at Lucy Manor, and the captain will definitely come back."
"The problem of the Chamber of Commerce's funds, the captain had long expected that the turnover problem would be encountered when it was investing like you. He left us a reserve of 10,000 pounds, and you can let Accountant Richard follow me to make a bill."
"But he said it was the only time. He said that truly good businessmen should learn the ability to deal with crises. If they strand at low tides twice in a row, it only proves that you are not suitable to take the helm for the Caribbean score."
"The rest... about choosing gold coins or dignity, choosing war or choosing to live in vain, you can go to Lucie yourself to ask him."
"Please allow me to prepare for the afternoon auction and say goodbye."
Chapter completed!