Lu Ming

Chapter 37

Cao Chuan smiled: "Oh? It seems that you slept very late last night."

"I didn't sleep at all, okay?" Xia Xianze glared at Taoist Cao and said sternly: "Okay, the first and most important question: how do you plan to deal with the relationship between the future and many travelers? You know, You are the only one who holds the means of production and living."

Having said that, he kept his eyes fixed and tried to observe every expression on Cao Chuan's face.

"I have considered this issue." After listening to this, Cao Chuan smiled lightly: "Actually, I am not as ambitious as you think, especially when I will soon become a superior person in the old world. You know, In this world, you will never be able to create Gulfstream and Beneteau. So, the focus of my life will not be here, just remember to leave a portion for me when dividing pork."

Cao Chuan thought for a while and then added: "My definition of myself is very simple: a logistics provider. As for how to allocate resources and how to build a new world, it is naturally up to you, the actual handlers, to discuss and complete. I think, face to face. For such a brand-new parallel world, you wouldn't do worse than the Qing Kingdom, would you?"

Hearing this, Xia Xianze smiled, waved his hand and said: "You really know how to joke, how could there be such a thing as the Qing Dynasty? Well, if you say this, the stone in my heart is put down, I'm afraid you want to play something. In a model like Dongjiaojiao, the internal interests are not well coordinated, and things can’t be done.”

Hearing this, Cao Chuan laughed: "Brother, I have been on the Internet anyway, and I studied business administration. Ahem, although the school is not very good, you wouldn't think that after breathing the feudal air of the Ming Dynasty for a few days, I will become harmonious. Zhu Baba has a thinking mode, right?"

"Of course it's best for you to think like this, and I'm right here to confirm it. This is a procedural problem."

"These eight characters haven't been written yet, is it necessary to make it so ugly?"

"It's ideology! It's an outline! It's a foundation! How can it be unnecessary?"

"Okay, I'm afraid of you, what's the disgusting problem next?"

"Let's have breakfast first."

"???"

"The principle issue has been resolved. The following are just some specific technical issues. It's not important. I'm suddenly hungry now. Let's talk while eating?"

". I remember there was luncheon meat in the box, you can open it yourself."

The above dialogue is the first official negotiation between Xia Xianze, who represents the "traversed" class, and Cao Chuan, the resource controller.The content of the conversation vaguely contained the political structure and ideology of the future crossing the regime.

At breakfast, Xia Xianze began to slowly tell about his life.

Like most traditional businessmen, he also had a youthful life when he went south to work.After that, he partnered with others to open a trading company and earn the first pot of gold. After that, the business was ups and downs, and the business grew bigger and bigger. At the age of 35, Xia Xianze reached the pinnacle of his life - he bought a piece of urban area in a second-tier city Land.

Then came bad luck.The anti-corruption storm broke out overnight, and the patron was taken to a guest house to explain the problem.The bank heard the news and urged the loan, and the capital chain broke. When he packed up and was about to run away, he was blocked at the door of the house by the economic police who received a report from the "enthusiastic masses".

The following is a dilemma: should I sell the backer who is still struggling and beg the opponent to let me go, or should I bet on it?
Xia Xianze chose the latter, and he really couldn't do it.

The final outcome is that the backer was refrigerated, and President Xia naturally had to pay the price for standing in the wrong team: after losing all his property, he was only exempted from criminal prosecution.It's just that at this time, he was alone, and he had a match with Stephen Zhou that day.

Affected by this, he resolutely decided to calm down first, reflect on his past, and show his embarrassment to those unwilling opponents by the way.Unexpectedly, in the past six months, he has just begun to realize the true meaning of life from the alley, and he was brought back to the world by Cao Zhenren.
When Cao Chuan heard this, he couldn't help but stretched out his thumb: "Being ruthless to yourself is really ruthless. Brother, you have a very strong way of reflection."

Xia Xianze threw the chopsticks on the table and laughed at himself: "Whose strongman would beg for food?" While laughing, he asked: "If I heard correctly yesterday, the inner space of your ring is A cube with a side length of [-] meters can be teleported every seventy hours or so, right?"

Cao Chuan nodded: "Yes, I have measured the ring space with physical objects. The side length is 2.8 meters, and the interior space is [-] cubic meters in total. About every three days, I can save energy for one-way transmission. Well, In other words, if I disappear now, I will be back in six days."

"However, energy can be stored." Cao Chuan added: "As of today, I have accumulated the energy of 9 crossings."

Hearing this, Xia Xianze raised his eyelids and asked slowly, "Then do you know what we lack most now?"

"People?" Cao Chuan thought for a while, and asked back, not very sure.

"That's right." Xia Xianze knocked on the table: "To be exact, it's a traveler like you and me. Without anyone, everything is impossible to talk about."

Then his expression suddenly became a little unnatural: "Since my old white rat has successfully survived, I think President Cao will turn into a midnight madman when he goes back, and kidnap beggars all over the world?"

"How is that possible?" Hearing this, Cao Chuan smiled awkwardly: "You are in a special situation. I'm thinking about it temporarily. As for how to send people here in the future, um, I haven't figured out the routine."

Xia Xianze had an expression on his face, "It's not what I expected": "A nouveau riche is a nouveau riche. Even if you have money, you won't use it. Fortunately, I already thought about it for you last night."

After saying this, Lao Xia put on a big-name pose to start the class, and after clearing his throat, he began to speak: "According to the current situation, even if we set up a grass-stage team, at the beginning, there are not dozens of people who have passed through the game. Not turning."

Seeing Cao Chuan nodded, he continued: "In the future, you need to continuously transfer people and materials between the two worlds. We have requirements for people, those who have studied medicine, those who let go of guns, and those who raise money. In short, the traversers who come here in the future must have some professional skills, just looking for beggars is not enough."

He paused and then said: "The same is true for supplies. I saw guns and bullets in the box last night. In the future, there will be more and more contraband items that are necessary, so don't be in a hurry when you go back this time. When looking for a traveler, the first thing you need to do is change your nationality."

"what!?".

Xia Xianze ignored him and continued on his own: "The first step is to use the money you sell antique furniture to invest in immigration. Don't go to those big countries with a sound legal system, I personally recommend St. Kitts, no residency requirements, passport Visa-free for many countries, and it’s a tax haven, which is important to you.”

(End of this chapter)