Chapter 27

Usually, I would have my droids look over any contracts and paperwork but the way the officials and Jedi behaved caused me to go down one of my paranoia tunnels. Paranoia was bad but when you have the force backing you up and basically saying "Yes, you are correct", it became a powerful tool.

I paid and threatened flesh and blood lawyers to go over the contract while I slowly read it line for line. Having many eyes on the contract will help me, even if I miss something.

The lawyers would send me many messages pointing out possible problems but it was a little detail of a paragraph hiding under a headline near the back of the vast amount of pages that caused me concern.

Anyone who joined the senate as a leader of their piece of the galaxy couldn't hold a seat in any corporation, company, firm and so on. Even owning a peanut farm was too much and would need to be sold if you wanted to join the Senate.

For me, that meant I would have to get rid of my absolute control over my shares in my healing hall, food halls, Eden shipbuilding, shipping corporation, food production, medical corporation and everything in between. If I didn't want to part with them the galactic senate could hold them in arrears at the low cost of twenty percent. This was to stop conflicts of interest but there was no doubt in my mind that the galactic senate would never give up their hold over my companies once they had them.

The other question was why didn't the droids find this, the answer was a nice bit of programming that worked against the droids mega fast computing power. The paragraph that held the conflict of interest rule would jump to a different part of the contract if it was speedily analysed. So, my droids would never see it. It was a great bit of coding that I could honestly admire. It was a good lesson that my droids could still be fooled using a simple code. This didn't mean I wouldn't strike back, however, I had to do it legally.

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And so, a puppet prime minister became part of the galactic senate but not me, and because it was me who owned everything in the Grove it essentially meant the prime minister ruled over just one person, himself.

The galactic senate immediately tried to mess with me. They wanted to trade my dead solar system for an alive one. Something like that was too good to be true, and it was.

They didn't even want the system it was the stellar routs that lay just outside of the dead solar system they wanted. In other words, they were trying to take my extensive trade routes.

The greedy little shits learnt that the puppet prime minister had no power and couldn't sign over anything from the Gove. I found out what they were trying to do when they believed that they now owned the trade routes and started to interfere with my and all of the Hutt's profits.

A nice little fleet of Pirates, bounty hunters and a private army full of the scum of the galaxy forced its way to the front lines. They hovered there menacingly neither taking action nor sending messages. Each one had heavy weapons ready to fire. The pressure the simple galactic law enforcement agencies felt was intense.

The galactic law enforcement agencies issued a warning and then threats followed by an almost pleading begging. It was only after a brief message from one of my droids that the galactic law enforcement agencies calmed down and relaxed. This whole thing was above their pay grade something like this was the Galactic Senate fleet problem

This little act was a combined manoeuvre of the Hutts and myself. It cost me a pretty penny to hire the mercenaries, a whole four hours of trade on the stellar routes would cover the cost.

The law enforcers backed down quickly as they were only trained in dealing with defenceless citizens. The mercenaries deployed a vast amount of mining droids designed by me. I had made these little bots years ago but found that they destroyed the ore they picked up. This was different if the senate tried to take my trade routes again, they would find cheap little bots that had powerful mining lasers ramming and cutting their expensive battlecruisers.

The mining bots were easy to destroy and to outmaneuver but they were cheap to make. the best part was with a little tweak the mining bots turned into explosive ship-seeking mines. And that was how the borders of the Grove and most of my trading routes were armed.

There were many things to learn from this whole situation. One thing was that my most useful tools known as droids could be fooled. I think it might be a good idea to get good with my tools