Standing on the military port pier, Richard Metternich looked at the orderly operations of the dock workers in the distance, displaying a hint of surprise on his face.
Of course, Richard Metternich was not surprised by the port workers themselves, but rather by the strict discipline among the dock workers.
The workers on the dock operated like ants following a fixed trajectory, with discipline comparable to some regular army units. He couldn't quite understand what force perfectly restrained them in place.
Even the dockworkers in London and at the Seine River don't operate like this, and their Viennese counterparts are even worse than the previous two.
Richard Metternich couldn't help suspecting that the dockworkers before him were a formal military unit.
At that moment, the voice of Jerome Bonaparte reached Richard Metternich's ears: "Your management of the military port is quite good!"
