Bang!

The sound of heavy hammers declared that the No. 14 lot failed to be sold.

As the 9th rare treasure that has been unsold for this auction after the 13th, neither the emcee nor the guests will feel strange anymore.

The next appearance was on the 15th, and Lorraine vaguely remembered that it was a mural from the Mayan civilization.

Did the Mayans also draw murals? Maybe they did it.

Lorraine couldn't guess how many warm blankets the friendly Spaniards had delivered to the indigenous people in the process of obtaining this mural, and she didn't really want to interpret the splashes of history.

Anyway, the Mayans are almost dead as civilizations, and the whites will not be sad for them, and the poor have no spare money to place orders.

Lorraine rolled her eyes secretly.

In order to seize the furious design drawings, he bet on all his cash, ancient goldware and high-deposit loans, and now he is truly penniless.

How long has it been since this feeling?

It seems that I have to go back to when I was expelled from Shaq when I got on the bus leading to Plymouth.

Was he 15 years old at that time? Or was he 16 years old?

"Little Drake!" Dukov knocked on the coffee table with dissatisfaction, "Do you should keep your mind focused when talking to your elders? Even if you wander around, you should go quietly!"

"Ah? Sorry." Lorraine came to her senses, "I just remembered the next item and accidentally got distracted. But then again, shouldn't you first review those boring Russian jokes that were only popular in the 17th century? It's extremely boring!"

"I grew up listening to these boring jokes on the farm!" Dukov exhaled a thick smoke, "and not to change the topic. Little Drake. Russia is determined to win the Fury. I will give me a price now and give me a week..."

"Please talk to my client about this matter." Lorraine shrugged. "As the client's agent, I have no right to lend other people's things."

"Then tell me who your client is?"

“Nothing to be told.”

Dukov's forehead popped up with veins: "As we all know, little guy, Drake has friends in the UK, the United States, Spain and even France who are beyond business relations. Without a prompt, France is the only one I can rule out. This puzzle cannot be answered at all!"

"But that's your business, old guy, complicated socializing is one of the reasons why Drake was selected."

"It's really not compatible?"

"Integrity, sir, unless your offer exceeds the value of Drake's integrity, then no talk."

Old Dukov suddenly extinguished: "Buy Drake's integrity... Russia can't afford so much money."

"I guess so..."

Hamilton listened to the old and the young, who fell in love and killed each other until the final battle came to an end. He sniffed his wine in one sip.

"Lorraine Drake, reason! Why do you have to entertain your friends in my private room? Is your own private room not good? Or this gentleman's private room..."

"This gentleman is a Russian sea legend." Lorraine pointed at Old Dukov's face. "He set sail at the age of 12, joined the pirate ship at the age of 15, and robbed a merchant ship with the group at the age of 16, and met his lover, Ms. Josephine, among the hostages."

"Article, Ms. Josephine is the cousin close to Emperor Yekaterina today. Of course, when she met Old Dukov, she was just the daughter of a nobleman, and she was inconspicuous except for her beauty."

"For Ms. Josephine, Lao Dukov overthrew his commander and took the pirates loyal to him to the shore. With the recommendation of another noble gentleman he rescued, he obtained a privateer license from Prussia. From starting from scratch to greeting brides with wealth, to looking at Russia's leading position and financial resources..."

Speaking of this, Lorraine made a subtle pause and looked at Hamilton.

"As one of the few top chaebols in this world who is truly uncontrollable by nobles, and like me, I thought you would happily accept my kindness."

"Am I wrong, Alexander?"

Hamilton was stunned, and at that moment the dementia was firmly grasped by the cunning Dukov.

This rare rich man in the world laughed out loud like a child, slapped the coffee table and stomped his feet.

"I said Xavier girl was obviously in the box 7, so why did you ask me to meet in the box 30? It turned out that this young gentleman was the interim finance secretary of General Washington, Mr. Hamilton, who proposed the revolving door and dollar plan! You should not behave like a person!"

He took two deep breaths and calmed down his breath: "Minister Hamilton, for the first time I met, I am Gregory Dukov, chairman and current president of the Dukov Chamber of Commerce."

"Drake Jr. has introduced us to your revolving door and dollar plans, and the Council of Associations agrees that they are the most talented economic plans in the world and are full of respect for businessmen, and I am very interested in them."

Hamilton? He looked at Lorraine in another place.

Lorraine smirked: "No need to thank you, please give me a favor."

Hamilton instantly grasped Lorraine's central idea. Hamilton gave up all proposals that were beneficial to his personal interests and chose to compete for the country to the greatest extent possible.

On the one hand, Lorraine accepted his opinion, and on the other hand, she gave him a private thank-you gift that was of great significance to him. This was the secret of Dukov.

This private misfortune can have a big or small significance to Hamilton. In particular, Lorraine took the initiative to direct the revolving door plan that puts Hamilton's political reports. Dukov also made it clear that he was very interested in revolving doors.

Hamilton cleared his throat and calmed himself down with this little move.

"President Dukov has long been famous. I am Hamilton, Alexander Hamilton, a member of the Confederate Congress and the Minister of the Interim Finance Department of the Confederate." He said, "You just said, are you interested in the revolving door?"

"The word "interested" is probably not very accurate." Dukov thought for a while, "Has Drake told you that little girl? Your plan is excellent, but it has caused considerable trouble to Baishang Federation."

"Hacking?" Hamilton found Lorraine's eyes in confusion, "Lorraine didn't say anything, I don't know what you're talking about?"

"I heard that your planned No. 1 Bank of America design equity capital is 10 million pounds, and the association has 40% of it, that is 4 million pounds, Drake 1 million, and the remaining chamber of commerce totals 3 million."

Hamilton felt nervous: "President Dukov, this number is not mandatory, that..."

“Too few!”

"Shao?" Hamilton's explanation was swallowed into his throat, choking so hard that his lung tube hurt, and he almost coughed, "Sorry, you said... Shao?"

"Yes, too few!" Dukov waved his big hand. "We understand that you want to maintain the political balance between the First Bank and the Coin Committee in the future, but Baishang Association is a multinational business organization. Our members and even the members of the board of directors only have loose business partnerships. Just like you see today, in order to fight for rage, Drake and I had never thought of showing mercy at all."

"You should relax our equity restrictions! To put it bluntly, we are stronger and have weaker political ties than those American consortiums that are saddled with European aristocrats!"

This is a super expansion that Hamilton had never considered at all.

In order to promote his revolving door plan and to start US dollar coins as soon as possible, since leaving Miami last year, he began to purposely lobby for the consortiums and forces he is interested in.

However, the results of lobbying are not optimistic.

Lorraine once said that the United States could not raise 5 million pounds of equity, but in fact Hamilton received a promise of less than 2 million.

American consortiums generally do not optimistic about the profit prospects of the revolving door, and are also full of doubts about Hamilton's debt replacement plan and the future of the US dollar.

This is an inevitable conflict between advanced financial thinking and current capital operation methods. Hamilton thought there was no room for resolution at all, but who knew...

He handed a look to Lorraine gratefully: "President Dukov, are you optimistic about the revolving door plan?"

"It's not me, it's us." Dukov was serious about it. "Although the Baishang Federation was established less than 10 years ago, it has become one of the richest and perhaps the most powerful business groups in the world."

"We firmly believe that businessmen can assume more important social responsibilities, have a greater impact in civilization and order, and should also gain more respect."

"This is the wish and creed of all our members, but in Europe, the center of today's civilization, these wishes are obviously unrealistic."

"France is experiencing the worst economic difficulties in nearly a century. Their emperor is preparing to reopen the third-level parliament to allow capitalists to join the rule of the country. Our colleagues and French members of the Federation are happy about this, but Drake, little, and several other friends are pessimistic about this."

"Because this is not the first time in European history, the king and his nobles only take a fancy to the gold in our hands, but have no intention of sharing rights with us."

"Even if my wife is the emperor's most trusted best friend, even if Drake comes from a great family like Tavistock, we still don't get real respect."

"The United States is different!" Dukov clenched his fists, his bearded and erected like a lion. "We saw respect and invitations from your revolving door and dollar plan. Even though that was not all your intention, you accepted Drake's proposal, and this is your plan!"

"We are willing to support you, be your collaborator, play a role in the economic revitalization of the United States, and make profits. You should also cherish our trust and give us more share!"

Hamilton was very moved, and he couldn't help but be alert: "What are you talking about more?"

"We hope that there is no upper limit for the share of association!" Dukov was domineering. "Now, the revolving door and the US dollar plan are only known from the association board and the limited number of chambers of commerce that we have had. The total number is no more than thirty, but with Drake, our intention is close to 6 million pounds!"

"You can even hand over the operating rights of the First Bank to us! We have absolute confidence to provide all 10 million shares, and we also have confidence to escort the economic take-off of the United States!"

Didn’t that give the entire lifeline of the United States to you, the foreign chambers of commerce?

How could the United States agree to such a ridiculous proposal when the central government loses control over the issuance of national banks and currencies!

Hamilton's heart kept ringing and he quickly said, "President Dukov! Your kindness touched me, but... I have raised 5 million pounds!"

"It's already 5 million?" Dukov's regret was hard to hide, "that is, we can only increase our share to 50% at most?"

"To be precise, 48.6%, the total funds raised are 5.14 million. Perhaps when we raise funds in the future, we can have more in-depth cooperation!" Hamilton's face remained unchanged and his heart was not beating.

"Only 4.86 million..." Dukov sniffed, "It seems that this time, the news can't be expanded..."

"Yes...sorry...hahahaha..."

In this way, the kindness of Baishang Federation was recognized by his heart.

Hamilton left the coffee table to Lorraine and Dukov to reminisce about the past. When he left, Lorraine obviously felt the exhaustion of the aftermath of the disaster.

After he walked away a little, Lorraine nodded at Dukev with dissatisfaction: "Old guy, you are as impatient as ever."

"What do you know about the little thing? Only bravery can make huge profits in this world!"

"Sha! Alexander raised less than 5 million in normal development. I said before that we should put pressure on the United States continuously and slightly, while not rushing to concessions to other consortia, and constantly reminding us of our existence. When the arrow is on the string, they have no choice but to us."

"This is not in line with my style at all," he said.

Woo...

Old Dukov hung a cigar arrogantly.

"4.86 million, get rid of your 1 million, the rest seems to need..."

Lorraine suddenly opened her hand and asked him to shut his mouth, frowning, as if she was confused.

Dukov's speech was cut in half and he couldn't help but ask, "How..."

"Did you hear a strange sound, old guy?"

"A strange sound?"

“It’s like…”

boom!

A sudden roar echoed, and a red shell blasted open the echo wall of the stage, smashing half of the stage, blowing away the emcee on the stage and the No. 16 lot together.

The fire started to burn!

Lorraine was stunned as if she watched the host drag his bloody tail flying past her eyes like a meteor, and she mumbled on the wall with a whisper. It took her five seconds to complete the disconnection of her mind.

"It's like...a shelling?"
Chapter completed!