The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

Considering Edith Roosevelt's identity, Zhao Chuanxin asked playfully: You mean, now that I have received the imperial edict, I can kill at will?

Don't say that Edith Roosevelt did not have this authority. Even if she did, she would definitely not issue this order: No, don't get me wrong. I mean, we will try to use appropriate methods to prosecute his monopoly behavior. Of course, if If he uses some shady means, then he must use Mr. Zhao’s power.”

Zhao Chuanxin smiled angrily: Do you know about the Chamber Pot Cult?

What? Edith Roosevelt was confused. This topic spanned too much.

I think you really treat me like a chamber pot, just to do dirty work for you, and then kick me aside when you're done, right?

No, that's not what I meant. Edith Roosevelt emphasized: Mr. Zhao, can you imagine what will happen once we successfully win the lawsuit?

What's going on? John Rockefeller is going to find a few temporary workers as scapegoats? And then continue his lawlessness?

...

What kind of idea is this?

Of course she didn't know what Zhao Chuanxin had seen and heard.

That's not the case. If Rockefeller loses the lawsuit, his company will have to face restructuring, redistribution of equity, and loss of monopoly status. And Mr. Zhao, you should be very rich, right?

Huh?

Zhao Chuanxin knew that he was thinking wrongly.

He said with interest: In other words, I will also be qualified to invest in Jin Kun - ah no, the golden chicken lays golden eggs when investing?

That's right. Edith Roosevelt felt that no one didn't love money.

One whale falls and all things come into being.

At this time, the hotel owner brought tea.

Zhao Chuanxin clasped his fingers on the coffee table and pondered.

Taking the opportunity, Edith Roosevelt secretly looked at Wilhelmina.

I noticed that the way she looked at Zhao Chuanxin was almost hairy...

Just like any young girl who has just started dating, her eyes always wander to her sweetheart.

Looking at Zhao Chuanxin again, he didn't look at Wilhelmina at all.

Edith Roosevelt carefully observed Zhao Chuanxin's appearance and said that his appearance was acceptable, but he was still far from being an elegant person.

The aesthetics of each era are different. At this time, the faces of the poor are all thin, so the face must be fleshy to look good, which also represents a wealthy family.

At a certain period, people also liked to use turtle face to describe men with plump cheeks, which are bright and rosy, healthy and charming.

Obviously, Zhao Chuanxin's face doesn't match that.

How can such a rogue-like man make the queen bewildered?

Edith Roosevelt puzzled.

At this time, Zhao Chuanxin said faintly: Madam, I admit that I am very handsome, but if you look at me like this, it will cause misunderstanding.

Wilhelmina and Edith Roosevelt said Ah simultaneously.

Because they were all staring at Zhao Chuanxin.

The former Xia Fei's cheeks were full of embarrassment, while the latter was embarrassed.

Zhao Chuanxin asked again: Can you represent your husband?

Ah this? Edith Roosevelt miscalculated. The biggest flaw in her improvised plan was Ronaldo.

Zhao Chuanxin sneered: If you can't represent your husband, then what are we talking about? Let's break up the meeting!

Wait a minute. Edith Roosevelt couldn't just let Zhao Chuanxin leave like this: I admit that I can control my husband on small things. On big things, he doesn't allow me to comment. Haha, for example, I can't see him Washington is full of promiscuity and chaos. I call it Sin City. I hate seeing these dirty things the most. But Theodore always tells me to mind my own business, and I have to listen to him...

The more she spoke, the paler Wilhelmina turned.

Finally, the beauty faded.

These words seemed to be pointing at her forehead and calling her a slut.

She could imagine how this would spread and she would be criticized by thousands of people.

Zhao Chuanxin heard that the drunkard was not interested in drinking.

This was a matter of him and Wilhelmina, blackmailing them both.

He looked from Wilhelmina to Edith Roosevelt.

He crossed his legs.

He said casually: Mrs. Roosevelt, let me give you an inappropriate analogy.

Edith Roosevelt was sure of victory and asked with a smile: What analogy?

If we had a bed sheet between you and me...

What nonsense are you talking about? Edith Roosevelt interrupted angrily, all smiles disappearing from her face.

She is a woman who is so rigorous that she has obsessive-compulsive disorder, and she is unswervingly loyal to Da Luo and will never allow others to tarnish her reputation.

When Wilhelmina saw that Zhao Chuanxin was causing trouble again, half of her pressure disappeared inexplicably.

He is always so unexpected.

He did not hesitate to taint himself to stand up for himself.

But is Zhao Chuanxin just committing suicide?

Obviously not.

Are you playing this rogue trick with me?

Zhao Chuanxin happily leaned forward and patted Edith Roosevelt on the shoulder.

He had big hands, and when he was patting, his fingers hooked her back: Madam, please be patient, I'm just making a metaphor.

Edith Roosevelt moved aside as if he was electrocuted: I can't even use an analogy.

She didn't expect Zhao Chuanxin to take action directly, as if he was afraid that the matter would not be confirmed.

You have to do it even if it doesn't work. Zhao Chuanxin simply acted like a rogue and said loudly: Madam, there is an affair between the two of us.

The hotel owner's eyes lit up.

He didn't know who this half-aged lady was, but there was still fun to be found in this kind of scandal involving the most popular cowboy today.

Edith Roosevelt's chest heaved with anger.

As for Zhao Chuanxin, his voice suddenly became softer again: After the news spread, there was an uproar.

How do you think I will solve it?

I will print a pamphlet with a thousand names printed on it and say these are your concubines.

I distributed pamphlets everywhere, and people all over the United States could read them.

Although the reputation has been damaged, do you think anyone with any brains will believe it?

Even if the wife is a bride every night, a thousand people will still be brides for three years.

I am...

Edith Roosevelt was cruel.

Is this okay?

Zhao Chuanxin winked at her: In this booklet, I put my name in the middle. Guess, will everyone still believe that we had an affair?

If it is believed that they were having an affair, does that mean that Edith Roosevelt was having an affair with everyone? Only a mentally retarded person would believe it.

If you don't believe it, then this thing is groundless.

And the most cruel thing is that Zhao Chuanxin made a pun.

Not only did he tell Edith Roosevelt not to bullshit, but it would be useless if he bullied her, and he could defuse the situation with his own tricks.

He also made it clear that if she dared to tarnish Wilhelmina's reputation, he would also tarnish her reputation in this way.

you……

Edith Roosevelt was creepy.

She cherishes feathers so much that she would never allow this to happen.

Zhao Chuanxin leaned back and put his hands behind his head: So, you have to cooperate. Let's be upright and stop talking about these useless things.

Wilhelmina's eyes lit up.

A gangster may not be lovable, but a cultured gangster is really attractive.

She was crushed by Edith Roosevelt.

However, with a few words from Zhao Chuanxin, Edith Roosevelt was defeated and almost lost control of her emotions.

It's refreshing, touching, and feels overwhelmingly safe.

If he were the prince's husband...

Edith Roosevelt got angry and said: Maybe I can't do anything for a while, but I can guarantee that I will use long-term influence to make Theodore change his mind.

Zhao Chuanxin knows how to accept it as soon as possible.

He nodded: Yes. If necessary, I can assist.

Edith Roosevelt hurriedly said: Don't mess around.

It's not up to you, ma'am.

The intention to cooperate has been reached for the time being.

At a certain level, commitments don’t need to be written in black and white.

Benjamin Goldberg broke the mood by saying, Master, I'm hungry.

Marcus Nkrumah's last shot: Sir, I'm hungry too.

Zhao Chuanxin stood up and made a gentleman's greeting in an elegant and timeless manner: Your Majesty and Madam, Zhao invites you to dinner.

Edith Roosevelt snorted: I'm full, not hungry.

Zhao Chuanxin immediately put away his gentlemanly behavior, said hurt, and without any explanation, stepped forward to hold Edith Roosevelt's arm.

In a voice that was loud enough for the hotel owner and guests to hear: Ma'am, why are you being polite to me? You know our relationship. Oh my, it's a great relationship.

Edith Roosevelt's body was twitching like an epileptic fit.

That's because she wanted to break free, but compared with Zhao Chuanxin, it was like a fly shaking a tree.

Wilhelmina almost laughed.

Edith Roosevelt hurriedly shouted in a low voice: What a shame, let me go.

Zhao Chuanxin then let go: Please.

snort!

Edith Roosevelt straightened her clothes and stepped gracefully to hide her shame.

Zhao Chuanxin winked at Wilhelmina from behind and made a mouth gesture: Done!

Wilhelmina's heart is so sweet.

Without worries, she was as happy as a dancing bee, almost jumping when she walked.

Dining room,

Edith Roosevelt remained silent.

Wilhelmina was embarrassed to speak.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't care about that, and he and his apprentice were discussing aerodynamics and the new aircraft invented by the Wright brothers this year.

Master, I think the actual speed limit of a 35-horsepower four-stroke engine cannot reach 45 miles per hour. The truss structure is very good, but the fuselage materials made of steel pipes, wood and cloth are too crude...

Zhao Chuanxin shook his head and said: Unless your brain can tell you how to synthesize lightweight and high-strength metals, it is too difficult to use an all-metal structure now. Let's start with simple ones, such as internal combustion engines, and I will teach you later. When you buy a car, you research it first. Then we build the car first, and then we copy their technology for building airplanes.

Master, my mind tells me it's okay, but my stomach says if the waiter doesn't serve the food, I'm going to starve to death.

Did your legs tell you that if you try to be clever by talking to me, there's a risk of them being broken?

Even if Edith Roosevelt was angry, she couldn't help but smile at this time.

Wilhelmina laughed so hard.

This pair of master and apprentice are full of joy.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at her, her charming and deep eyes seemed to be speaking.

It seems to be telling Zhao Chuanxin - look for an opportunity to dump your seed?

Zhao Chuanxin's legs were very long and he kicked her under the table.

Wilhelmina understood.

Edith Roosevelt's face darkened.

Farke,

You guys are making little moves, can you please pay attention to the extent? You've kicked my ass...