Ming Dynasty and New Rome and Infinite Magic Machine

Chapter 660 Doing Business

Across the street, Zheng Shijie was holding a cup of Ceylon black tea in a paper cup, wrapped in a scarf and standing there warmly, with his entourage lighting a small heater next to him. On the cold day approaching the winter solstice, he just stood here and watched. If there was a teahouse or something like that, he would sit in the teahouse and watch the excitement, as if it had nothing to do with him.

"Should we take care of the national surname?" Lin Chengyang asked. Although Lanfang is not the same country, people from Nanyang are more or less concerned about Lanfang, because Lanfang is the face of Nanyang. Someone was putting Lanfang on the fire in front of him, and he was indeed feeling a little uncomfortable.

Zheng Shijie sneered: "Don't worry, we don't need to worry about it at all. They came to mourn and seek death years ago. We are here to wait for them, not them. If my guess is correct, Li Mu's people are about to arrive."

"The King of Joseon's people are coming?" As he spoke, Lin Chengyang heard the movement over there, "It's really coming! I saw the King of Joseon's car coming over there! How do you know the country's surname?"

"To be honest, I'm not being reasonable about this matter." Zheng Shijie took a sip of tea. "Generally speaking, most people who are bad people don't think they are bad people. I am different. I know that I am a bad person. I am doing what I am doing. Bad things. But everything we do is for the sake of the world. We have made so much money, and we have to make a big splash so that people know that we do not spend the money we earn indiscriminately. We need to let people know that the money is spent in real ways. - and in reality, nothing is better than aerospace.”

"Ah!" Lin Chengyang was stunned for a moment, "So we built the moon cannon to make others think we are doing something?"

"That's not entirely true. It's just that this gimmick is very important - if not for gimmicks, wouldn't it be great if I also made rockets? But when we do things, we must also pay attention to the spread. When Kinai sends rockets, if we He also fires rockets one after another, always wanting to compete with Kinai. So when Kinai fires rockets, we set up a cannon. Every once in a while we will hit it with a cannon. Everyone likes to see the explosion."

Zheng Shijie added: "We have to prove ourselves. You have to remember, but if we want to get everyone's attention and become filial and honest, we have to do something earth-shattering. Take the twenty-four filial piety as a comparison, within the twenty-four filial piety, I personally think it is reasonable for Huang Tingjian to give his mother a bathtub. I would wash it if it were me. Everything else is nonsense. But if you want to make a big splash, you have to be as exaggerated as possible. There are twenty-four filial piety in ancient times, and today we will do it Get a moon cannon.”

"Are we doing performance art by building a moon cannon?"

"That's not entirely true." Zheng Shijie shook his head and said, "We have at least demonstrated that this matter can be done, so we are advancing like this. But while we are doing it, we can set off fireworks for everyone from time to time. Refreshing our sense of presence and bringing technology news to the front page will be good for all of us. But you also need to remember-"

Zheng Shijie suppressed his voice: "We have to stop at the boundary of propriety after all. So I say that Huang Tingjian's case is worth learning from. Because many of the untrue cases in the Twenty-Four Filial Piety have exceeded the boundary of propriety. So our behavior, It can’t just be performance art. We have to compromise between performance art and technological development so that the two complement each other. Only in this way can we satisfy the court, satisfy the people, and satisfy our shareholders and stakeholders. In the final analysis, you have to spend money to do it. Let people know you’re on business.”

"Ah" Lin Chengyang nodded, "I understand. So how will our matter end? Just wait until the King of Korea comes?"

"I'm waiting for my boss to come down with it." Zheng Shijie took a sip of tea, "I know I'm doing performance art, I know I'm doing something wrong, I know I'm being unreasonable - but I didn't overstep the bounds of etiquette, I didn't There's a lot of nonsense in the capital. I went to interview the emperor, but that's all. When doing things here, it's important to be reasonable, but it's more important to be polite. Because the gentlemen are kind-hearted and don't want to see people suffering."

"Ah, what about the King of Korea?"

"Sometimes when the court cannot come forward on its own, there must be someone to deal with the problem for the court. The King of Joseon knows the general picture, and will handle things in such a time. As for why it is the King of Joseon who handles it - because the King of Joseon He plays the role of Li Kui. He knows a little etiquette, but not much. After all, North Korea is a foreign vassal, and everyone’s impression of the foreign vassal is that they are ‘straightforward’ and don’t ask for too much. So in the final analysis, do you know what it is?”

He looked at Lin Chengyang: "Because everyone has high demands on the 'countrymen' and has high expectations for the countrymen. But the expectations for those vassal states are not that high, so they will not use big gifts to ask North Korea. The imperial court I am also happy to take advantage of this and occasionally let North Korea do some inappropriate things. Afterwards."

He smiled: "Afterwards, I'll just have to drink three drinks as a penalty. But..." Suddenly, his face darkened again: "It's really here. Li Mu himself is here. It seems that the emperor called him directly. , so he came in person. Very good, then I’ll strike while the iron is hot.”

Looking at the Boni people, a cold light appeared in his eyes——

"Your Majesty, there is someone over there who wants to see you."

"No time." Li Mu got out of the car and was wearing gloves. The weather was very cold, and he wouldn't have wanted to come out if it wasn't for the emperor's orders. But when he looked to the side, he knew that person.

Surrounded by people wearing black trench coats and black sunglasses were his people, about seventy or eighty of them. These people got off 15 vehicles and were standing in line.

"Oh yo yo, Marquis Yanping, it's a pleasure to meet you. What's the wind that brings you here?"

"Hahahaha, Brother Furen is really joking. Everyone is here today just for trivial matters. How can I not come and take a look?"

King Li Mu of North Korea glanced at the other end, then looked at Zheng Shijie, and then raised his hand toward the palace: "Li came here today not to express gratitude to God, but just for some personal matters. It's Chinese New Year, and I'm here to present it. Fangwubiao, there is no other reason.”

"But they blocked the door. It's difficult, right?"

"This, I have my own plan."

"That's it." Zheng Shijie took a step forward and took out a brochure bag from his waist, "This is for Brother Furen. Everyone here today has a small gift to give to you. This is a little bit of Lan Fang's. My best wishes." Before Li Mu could say anything, he waved to the side and someone came up to hand out red envelopes. One for each person, and every North Korean who got out of the car took one.

"What's your national surname?"

"It's a small thing, a small thing. It's a small sum of money for the brothers to burn the stoves to keep warm in the winter. Just burn more stoves, just don't burn the stoves. Some things are good, but if they are over , it’s not polite, is it?”

"It's hot in Nanyang, so the stove needs to be bigger." He looked at the Boni people who were mourning in front of the ceremony department in the distance. "This stove burns really beautifully. I don't know who is fanning the flames behind the scenes and letting them commit suicide." He came to the royal road to cause trouble. Okay, just leave it to us, just wait a moment."

(End of this chapter)