Charles is not very good at dealing with people like Gordon, but fortunately, even if he can't do it, there are others who can.
Leonardo brought two people to join the verbal battle with Gordon instead of Charles, and they argued very fiercely.
At the most outrageous moment, both parties were even constantly greeting each other's mother, but while waiting to sign the contract, both parties were smiling and hugging each other warmly.
Looking at the fake smiles on their faces, Charles suddenly felt that his administrative minister had been in the wrong place. If he had followed these businessmen, he might have achieved greater success.
The Royal Chamber of Commerce and Hope Island agreed on preliminary cooperation within the research institute.
Gordon promised that the Chamber of Commerce would send the core factory personnel and a large number of laborers as soon as possible, but he also required that they be responsible for the exclusive sales of various trades on Hope Island.
This includes various products from major factories in the future, as well as the rich agriculture of Hope Island today.
Charles's Hope Island is developing faster, but the other party is definitely not at a loss either. Such a group of businessmen will definitely make a fortune by relying on their monopoly power.
This is just a preliminary cooperation, and the details still need to be discussed slowly, but these are not things Charles should consider. Leonardo and his subordinates will handle these matters.
Gordon left with satisfaction, and he began to plan to report this exciting news to the president by telegram.
Charles's face gradually grew colder, and as he knocked on the wall with his hand, several mice crawled out from the corner.
"Take your people to guard the entire Relic Research Institute. Don't let Gordon and the others know the method of creating a person with special abilities. If they find out the complete method, these black-hearted businessmen will definitely leave them alone."
"Squeak...squeak~!" The brown mice called rapidly around Charles.
Gordon left, but Charles's story was not over yet. He remembered the gift the other party left.
"All the products of the institute should be used to optimize the analytical machine at the first place. Its potential should not be limited to computing and database storage."
"Send the smartest people on our island to study the blueprints of the analytical machine and thoroughly master this technology. If the island does not have it, then look for it somewhere else. We hope that the island must master this thing!"
Leonardo looked a little surprised, "Governor, is that huge machine really that important?"
Charles immediately told him everything about the surface computer.
Leonardo's expression immediately became excited. If it was true as the Governor said, this would greatly expand the overall strength of Hope Island.
Soon, all the decision-making members of Hope Island came to the Governor's Mansion for a meeting to discuss the deal with Gordon.
All departments were informed of the future development trends of Hope Island, and after a period of negotiation, everyone began to work together.
Charles doesn't know what changes will happen to his island in the future, but it will definitely be earth-shaking.
Soon, chimneys began to pierce through the greenhouse and began to emit black smoke.
It is true that there are not many well-trained workers on Hope Island, but it is not to the extent that it cannot even start work.
Other factories can be put on hold temporarily, the military factory will always be the most important, and the latest products inside will always be the first to serve the Governor.
"You mean, this entire cannon is made of No. 3 steel?"
In the huge dock, Charles asked as he looked at the black cannon in front of him that was suspended by huge chains.
The older ship designer with glasses reported to Charles that he was no longer a designer but the director of the shipyard.
The tragedy of the British Isles did not seem to leave any trace on his face, but only he himself knew whether there was any trace or not.
"Let's try to install it." With Charles' order, the zipline above the dock moved, and the overtime cannon in the air was released towards the deck of the Narwhal that had been repaired.
On the deck, boatmen wearing white gloves and overalls were standing ready with various tools in hand.
"What is the current production capacity of No. 3 steel? Can the outer hull plates of the entire ship be replaced?" Charles asked James on the other side.
The big man looked a little embarrassed. "Sorry, Captain, we don't have that much. This new material is very useful. As soon as we produced a little, it was snatched away by the navy. Unless we melt down the cannons we made before."
Looking at the pitted shell of the Narwhal, Charles said, "Let's melt it all down and give our old friend a new outfit."
The navy of Hope Island is not engaged in any war right now, so instead of leaving these things for them to train, it would be better to strengthen the defense capabilities of the Narwhal.
At least this way, I can use it the next time I go out to sea.
James nodded. "Okay, I'll give the order."
"Hurry up as much as possible. It's the last minute and I don't want this matter to drag on too long." Charles said, looking at the Narwhal.
"Captain, has the next departure target been determined?" James asked in a low voice.
Charles nodded. "Well, before we go, we have to repair the Narwhal and replenish the missing crew members."
The factory manager next to him stepped forward and said, "Governor, why don't you change the ship? To be honest, instead of patching up your ship, you'd better take a new one."
"It will take time to get used to the new ship, so forget it." Charles looked at the rope of the Narwhal swinging towards him, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly. "And I'm used to it, so let it accompany me for the last journey."
I don’t know about other captains, but at least for Charles, he has feelings for his ship. The Narwhal is his first exploration ship.
Just as Charles was watching from the top of the Narwhal, suddenly a dark shadow flashed by. Charles turned his head and glanced at that place, but found nothing.
He turned around and continued to watch the installation process of the deck gun.
At this moment, a figure walked out from behind the huge anchor next to him and rushed towards Charles quickly.
Just when Charles' finger was on the trigger of the revolver, the other party suddenly stopped three meters away from him.
"Hope Island Navy, 34th Lightship, Border Guard Norden Wright! Reporting to the Governor!"
Charles looked at the young man in front of him. He stood straight with sharp eyes, and stood there like a sword drawn from its sheath.
(End of this chapter)