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Chapter 646: Not acclimatized
"Hehehe... General Wang is worthy of being praised by His Majesty many times. He really doesn't tolerate any injustice. Zhu did keep a trick up his sleeve and deliberately made him unpredictable, which is why we made the appointment tomorrow.

But if you want them to lower the price on their own initiative and act according to our ideas, Zhu's ability alone is far from enough. You need to ask a big Buddha to help you. This depends on your ability!"

Through today's negotiations, Zhuque also refreshed his impression of Wang Datou. He originally thought that this person was similar to the Dongchang guards and Jinyiwei detectives, specializing in stealing and spying on privacy, and anyone can do it as long as they are ruthless and thick-skinned. He never thought that he was very talented, flexible and knowledgeable, so he began to test him again.

"It is not appropriate to alert the authorities about this matter!"

"Zhu knows..."

"...Gabriel or Bishop Guo from Macau?" He is not an official but can be called a big Buddha, which makes Wang Datou very puzzled.

After thinking about it, the only people who have a slight connection are the Portuguese. After all, these two have also been to Beijing to see the emperor. Although they are not considered big Buddhas in Guangdong, they are also well-known figures.

"No, no... The person Zhu wants you to invite is the female manager of Sun Moon Bank, Ao Yani. She happens to be on inspection in Guangdong right now." The more Wang Datou tried to guess with a sad face, the more proud Zhuque became.

This idea suddenly came to her mind after meeting the Dutch, mainly because their eyes are very similar, with pupils with a distinct gray-blue color. Of course, looking alike and being from the West is not enough to take the initiative in negotiations. Oyani's talent for business is the key.

Zhuque's disdain and confusion towards this Spanish woman has turned into admiration and praise after several years of cooperation. If it weren't for the gender issue, as long as he heard that Oyani was coming to Guangdong, he would have wanted to follow her around all day, and he would have many questions that he couldn't figure out.

The emperor could answer these questions, but as a subordinate, he couldn't always write secret letters as if they were family letters. But Oyani was not afraid. The Snowflake Sugar Factory and the Sun Moon Bank were not only business partners, but also institutions that worked for the emperor. They were equivalent to colleagues, so it was reasonable for them to ask each other for advice.

"Can she be useful?" This candidate was really beyond Wang Datou's expectations. He had never thought about it that way at all.

"I'm not 100% sure, just 70% or 80%!" Suzaku nodded vigorously.

It's not like he hadn't thought about who could help, but after choosing and choosing, if it didn't involve the government, it seemed that only this woman could help. The fat man named Silva should be quite capable, but his lack of verbal expression skills made him unsuitable for the sparring negotiations.

"Huh... You've given me a difficult problem! But it doesn't matter. This time I'll let you see what I can do... Are you sure she's in Sun Moon Bank?"

The fact that he was 70% to 80% sure showed its importance. Wang Datou felt that Zhuque would not dare to talk nonsense on this issue, let alone deliberately find someone to make him retreat, so he gritted his teeth and prepared to do his best.

"I'm absolutely sure, but it has to be quick. I can't guarantee that she will leave in a few days." Seeing Wang Datou's appearance, Zhuque felt a kind of joy of revenge in his heart.

"You go back and wait for me... carriage, carriage... to Sun Moon Bank!" Wang Datou didn't waste any words, stretched out his hand to the driver waiting at the dock and shouted, leaving Suzaku behind and walking over quickly. As the sandalwood hairpin was slowly pulled out, the long golden hair slid down like a waterfall, showing waves. The rigid black navy casual clothes were then untied, revealing the skin tightly wrapped by it, light bronze, unusually full.

"Click..." After the crisp sound of metal friction, a ball of flame lit up, slowly approached the thin cigar, instantly ignited it, and was then blown out by the gushing smoke.

"Hiss...Huh..." Oyani was half-lying in a soft rattan chair in a very indecent posture, with her legs raised high on the desk. The window behind her was open and the curtains were fluttering in the sea breeze.

As the top leader of Sun Moon Bank, she and Silva had to travel back and forth between seven or eight cities along the coast of Daming. Fortunately, there were naval communication ships available, which saved them a lot of travel. If they traveled by land, they would probably not be able to complete a circle in a year.

In addition to work fatigue, there is also psychological depression. The Ming Dynasty was richer and more relaxed than Europe in many ways, but it was also more conservative and harsh than Europe in many ways, such as women.

No matter whether they are rich or poor, women here cannot show their faces in public at will, and there are no social activities such as dances and cocktail parties. Before marriage, they must stay at home and be pure as jade. After marriage, they must be willing to take care of their husbands and children. It is best not to leave the house forever to be widely praised by society.

Otherwise, they would be treated as prostitutes. Yes, although the Ming Dynasty attached great importance to women's chastity, it allowed a place called brothels to exist. The women there were prostitutes, and they came from all kinds of sources. It is said that if an official committed a crime, the man would be killed or exiled, and the young women would be sold to brothels.

In order to adapt to the local customs, she could not show all her beautiful clothes in public, including the gifts given by the queen. On weekdays, she could only wear black navy casual clothes and a pointed straw hat to dress up as a naval clerk when she went out.

Even so, she couldn't just stroll around the market. She could change her clothes and keep silent, but her graceful figure couldn't be completely concealed and would be exposed at a close distance.

But no matter how depressed it is, the work must be completed and done well. This is not Spain, let alone Italy and France. Even if the king wants to embarrass the nobles, he must find enough evidence.

As long as the emperor, who always had a kind and somewhat silly smile, was a little dissatisfied, and just pursed his lips and frowned a little, he and Silva would not see the sun the next day, and no one would complain about it.

"He is a devil! Yes, a devil, sent by God to punish sinners!" When he thought of that chubby face, all the dissatisfaction and depression in his heart were immediately dispelled, and were replaced by strong anger and fear.

In Europe, apart from the Pope and a few kings who lived far away, he had met more than half of the nobles, whether from France, England, Italy or Germany, but none of them could make him so scared. It couldn't be all due to fear, but more to a sense of powerlessness.

To be fair, the Ming emperor was not cruel, at least he showed enough tolerance in treating the eunuchs and palace maids in the palace. But fear does not only come from fear of pain and death. Sometimes, if a person knows too much or is wise enough, he will also feel deeply afraid and powerless.

(End of this chapter)