Chapter 561

"The first commission is the proposal of the Minister of the Navy before the emperor. His majesty ordered the two ministers of Finance and commerce to implement it together, and I will convey it on my behalf."

Shaq's opening was a nuclear explosion. A simple Commission involved a king and three ministers, and the labor admiral was responsible for running errands

"What is the content of the entrustment?"

"The content should have been conveyed to you by Emmons. The question is, when are you going to implement it?"

The mushroom cloud of the nuclear explosion immediately withered.

Involving the king and the Navy, it is a commercial act and has been conveyed by Emmons. There is no doubt that this entrustment must be the problem of the settlement of maritime group in Britain.

White surprise

Lorraine rolled his eyes: "Baron, do you know how much work needs to be done before a project of more than 100000 pounds is launched?"

"100000?"

"Is it surprising that the humble and lowly small businessmen suddenly attracted the attention of his majesty. Of course, they will do their best to devote their loyalty while shouting unbearable without conscience. Drake chamber of commerce is such a small chamber of commerce that is not worth mentioning."

"His Majesty's project was launched as early as the end of March. The project team is composed of 27 elites, with Ramos piddick, President of the European branch, as the team leader, Humphries, chief designer of the maritime group and torrentren, chief accountant of the asset management company, as the deputy team leader. He took the express ship to Europe on April 3 and arrived in Southampton in 19 days."

"My request to them is to first select the site on the front line of the Strait, complete the land purchase and shipyard design, and then communicate with the Ministry of Commerce and the headquarters of the navy to complete the subsequent registration of the shipyard, modify the design, build and put into operation. The whole process will take about... Two years?"

Shaq's obvious dissatisfaction: "why not communicate with the Navy first?"

"Of course, it's because of different needs." Lorraine laughed mockingly. "For noble people like master, responding to your Majesty's expectations and taking care of social needs are always the first thing to consider, and economic interests often come second."

"But Drake does business. No matter what you need, we first need to make a profit."

"Too much scruples about the upper class will make us cannon fodder. It's not easy to make money. I don't want to offend most of my peers, but finally become the soil for the British Shipbuilding revolution."

The first Commission, get, although Shaq prefers Lorin to operate this opportunity as a political investment rather than a commercial investment, he won't say it, and Lorin can't listen to it.

So he rationally chose to shut up and go straight to the second Commission.

"The North American colonial riots cost Great Britain and France, the main forces on both sides of the war. You should have heard some rumors. Although you don't want to admit it, the news is basically true."

"In order to ease the financial difficulties and encourage private donations, Louis XVI prepared to reopen the three-tier parliament, which made the bourgeoisie rejoice." Lorraine smiled inexplicably, "Britain was troubled by war debt, was forced to announce the advent of peace, and a large number of ships planned to withdraw into the reserve in order to make room for the establishment and achieve large-scale disarmament. These rumors... Are true?"

"Emmons."

Instead of answering Lorraine's words, shack called his most trusted subordinates and asked him to pull out a thick stack of documents from the document bag.

"Large scale disarmament has begun," Shaq said. "Some people have put forward a wise plan that warships can perform their duties in peacetime."

"The three major fleets of the Strait, the mainland and the North Sea are the hardest hit areas of this disarmament. A large number of young officers who have valuable war experience and should have been promoted are either put into reserve service or asked to retire. People are in panic and morale is broken."

"As the most important training base for middle and grass-roots officers of the Royal Navy, Plymouth Sea School bears the brunt. A large number of graduates are forced to be unemployed, and the sea school veterans security fund can no longer afford their living expenses."

Lorraine whistled loudly, "Yo, just like I said, sit and eat in the sky."

Shack clapped the stack of documents on his hands: "the younger brother of Haixiao told me that you are the double champion of single donation and total donation since the establishment of the security fund."

"Donate 10000 pounds at a time and get two great achievements at the same time." Lorraine immersed in the memories of the past, "At that time, I told them that the foundation should focus on the families of disabled students and war dead students. The waste that will lose the ability to make a living after leaving the army is not worthy of sympathy. In addition, the foundation needs to hire professional investors, learn to add value steadily, and can't rely solely on donations."

"What happened?"

"As a result... Those great philanthropists value glory as much as you do and hate pursuing profits. I beat them and broke up with them. That donation was the last and only time."

Shaq's eyes flashed a look called appreciation, very dark and fleeting.

He raised the document in his hand to Lorraine: "it seems that they still have hope for you."

Lorraine took the document and opened it: "resume?"

"There are 87 officers at the school level, 363 at the lieutenant level and 27 disabled officers who have been discharged from active service in the past five years, but they do not affect ship operations. The school hopes you will accept them."

"Let me raise a group of waste instead of them?"

"These people have made outstanding performance in the army. The real waste has been removed. Your mentor Sir Leighton is responsible for screening."

"Today's first good news." Lorraine muttered, "within three months, let all these people report to the headquarters of the fleet directly under Miami and pay their own travel expenses. I will arrange a three-month induction training for them, and then the internship period is one year. After one year, 80% of them will be left at most according to the internship evaluation."

Shaq looked at Lorraine discontentedly: "what if each of them behaved well?"

"Drake's internship evaluation is a hundred point system, the value is accurate to two decimal places, and the average of three evaluations is taken. Moreover, once the difference between a certain evaluation and the average is greater than 5, I will deduct the year-end reward of the evaluator according to the difference, so as to reduce the favoritism and harm in the evaluation process."

"It is not necessarily a fair evaluation, but at least it is objective and true enough. The most important thing is that this evaluation has not had the same score in three years. Even if it is subtle, it will be higher or lower."

"Not true, but objective?"

Shaq looked a little stunned. The arrogance and indifference established over the years were collapsing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He suddenly said, "after getting off the ship, ask your people to hand in the evaluation details and the evaluation report left at hand. I also want it."

"Sorry, what?"

The topic changed so fast that Lorraine almost thought he had an auditory hallucination.

But that's not an illusion.

Shack squinted to find Lorraine's line of sight and said word by word, "the evaluation rules and the evaluation report."

Things seem to have turned in a strange direction that has nothing to do with it.

Shaq Francis Drake, Admiral of the white flag of the Royal Navy of Great Britain, commander of the North American fleet, the hereditary Baron of Tavistock, England, Lorraine's eldest brother, close relative, and his mother's enemy.

Lorraine is familiar with most of this man, his bad character, his mediocre talent, and the strange soul intertwined by weakness, inferiority and impulse.

He is also commendable. As a traditional English aristocrat who has been carefully trained since childhood, he is rigid, stiff and restrained. While advocating order and loyalty, he retains the greed that supports his progress.

His greed is Lorraine.

Thanks to the memory of another time and space, Lorraine has used some advanced methods and novel horizons from time to time since he was young. Shaq is infatuated with these things. Whenever he meets them, he will show his greedy face and want to absorb them and evolve himself.

But that's an old story after all.

Once upon a time, Lorraine was willing to share with Shaq, even take the initiative to show, enjoy that mediocre but loving brother, and become a leader bit by bit.

But now... Why?

Lorraine was pushed and squeezed by the familiar atmosphere, desperately suppressing the pronunciation of "OK" that had been contained in the throat. He did not forget to separate his spirit to manage his expression, and continued to maintain the hypocrisy and alienation that even the blind could distinguish on his face.

"Dear Sir, how much self-respect is not good?"

Shack's eyes were red: "you don't understand the value of this evaluation rules!"

"Regardless of adaptation, performance, specialty, performance, or top-down, bottom-up, the same level but different kinds, the basis is not necessarily limited to three evaluations and one, because no matter how you evaluate, you get the average!"

"It can change the lazy atmosphere in the army. As long as it is used properly, it can broaden the vision of senior officers to the greatest extent, so that they are no longer blinded by blood and distance! Don't you really understand?"

"I understand," Lorraine said expressionless, "so why should I give it to you?"

Shaq froze in place, the enthusiasm dissipated bit by bit, and slowly returned to the original: "I'm married!"

"Huh?"

"I got married last year," he said calmly. "Ann's family is an important Catholic leader in London, and her father is an influential independent party and opposition in front of the royal court."

"No one blessed our marriage, but when we fell in love at first sight in the royal hunting ground, I felt my father's thoughts at that moment."

"Ann abandoned her family. She left rainy and warm London with her maid and followed me to cold Newfoundland."

"I know you don't care about this, but... If the contact with those Hicks is not enough to make you forget social etiquette, I will be the most dominant Marine Force in North America in the future, and you are a marine merchant. I haven't received your wedding gift yet."

"Ah... Ha."

The reason was too perfect. Lorraine grinned and broke his fingers.

"Great Britain took a fancy to the shipbuilding technology of maritime group, and my project team landed in England with gold pounds. My alma mater hoped that I would take care of the alumni who had nothing but war, and those who were good for nothing would become employees of the chamber of Commerce."

"One of the three goods has not been delivered, but it seems that the entrusting party is not you, but the Navy."

"Dear Sir, politely speaking, your behavior is called asking for bribes, but I can't find a reason to pay bribes to you. This situation is often called too high self-esteem in businessmen, which is a derogatory term."

"Please save our time! Every minute you delay here, several gold coins will leak out of my pocket. In my opinion, you are not worth it."

The wind is like a blade, cutting in the gap between Lorraine and Sark, cutting what into pieces and flying away like scattered flowers.

Shaq held the guardrail motionless, only the corners of his mouth tilted up a little.

"Pure merchant... Emmons, bring him up."

"Yes, your excellency."