Lan Yu'er almost dropped her jaw in shock. ?.?? `

Only then did she realize that this was the Burmese Palace, the boundary of the palace, and the consciousness of the third lady also had the idea of a feudal dynasty. Moreover, this feudal mentality has a large market throughout South Asia, and many princes and nobles also maintain it extremely.

Although the power of the Burmese royal palace is declining, most of the power has been taken away by the military government, and it only symbolically has a little security force, but it still has a lot of wealth and considerable influence after thousands of years of accumulation, and there is a large market in the hearts of ordinary people. The third lady in front of her is actually the third princess, that is, the actual controller of the Burmese Palace, and she really has the strength to call the wind and rain in her territory.

The king of the Burmese palace has died a few years ago, and a new king has not been elected, the eldest princess died early, and the second princess failed to fight for power last year, and went to Damei with a rich European man to settle down, and never returned. The three princesses, firmly in control of the palace, are said to have only one son and one daughter, seven or eight out of ten, and the new king was born in one of her sons and daughters.

Tang Ming naturally knew this.

"Madam, don't be like Yu'er, let's talk about things, you just treat her as air." Tang Ming smiled.

Lan Yu'er pouted unhappily, and stood behind Tang Ming without saying a word.

Kim Ji'er walked over, took the third lady's hand, and led her to the sand in the reception area.

A few cups of tea were brewed on the coffee table, and the aroma of tea lingered?.? After the third lady sat down, she opened the golden veil and took a small sip, and quickly frowned and put it down.

"Mommy, the tea doesn't fit?"

"Well, your skills in making tea are much worse than those in making coffee, so let's make mocha for me to drink."

Jin Ji'er looked at Tang Ming: "Brother Wang, come on, your Mocha Mommy will definitely like it." ”

"He's a big old man, okay?" The third lady was very disdainful.

Before she came over, she had already found out Wang Dafu's information, not only about his past, but also about his present and future. knew that he was once the head snake of the Eastern Capital, controlling a sub-group of the emperor. has just been promoted to a big position by Professor Qiao, but in fact, he is a puppet at all, and such a person has no future at all.

The reason why I was so anxious tonight was actually to stop Jin Ji'er. Don't do stupid things, you must not hand over your youth to this little wilting dragon. When Jin Ji'er came back from Jinfengshan, she called her, said that she had a new friend, and asked for the consent of her eldest brother. I want her to palm her eyes, and if it's okay, this matter is settled.

Tang Ming leaned on the side of the coffee machine, brewing coffee, and took out a cigar and lit it: "Madam, you will only know if you eat it, Ji'er has eaten it, so she said that it is delicious, if you eat it, you will definitely be satisfied." Right. Ji'er? ”

Kim Ji'er didn't say anything, but her face turned red.

This so-called "eating", with a strong hint, the night before yesterday, the two of them ate in the gazebo for a long time, if it wasn't for the eldest brother to go back and knock on the door, maybe they really ate it all at once. Although I haven't eaten it thoroughly, the little secret of my daughter's family has almost been explored by the guy in front of me, and she is still numb. The thought of it makes me feel dry.

"Say, little golden dragon, what do you want to do when you come to the Burmese Palace?" The third lady didn't hear the ambiguity in Tang Ming's words, and asked coldly.

"Didn't I tell you, looking for jade and jade girl."

"Let's be honest. Otherwise, I will send someone to drive you out of Burma!" The third lady's eyebrows condensed, very majestic.

"Okay madam, I'll tell you the truth, I want to do some small business on your territory, get a few acres of land, and open a small workshop. Build a few rolling pins, and if possible, a few cannons, and a few thick-leather carts to play with. ”

"Aren't you here for a tour?" The third lady's eyes narrowed slightly, and a little alertness flashed in her eyes.

The imperial group is a military industrial giant, relying on the traces of war, and Wang Dafu is a puppet of the new faction, and it makes sense to come to South Asia to set up an arsenal in South Asia. However, it is incomprehensible that Wang Dafu chose to build guns on the territory of the Burmese royal palace.

Tang Ming shrugged: "Yes, but while traveling, you can't give up doing business, as long as there is a business opportunity, you have to do it." You also know that the expenses here are large, and if you don't make some capital, you can't afford to live in such a big mansion! In the past two days, I have been selling rolling pins here, cannons are valuable, and there is a big market for thick leather cars. ”

Tang Ming's words made Jin Ji'er blush again, and Lan Yu'er was so angry that her teeth rattled, and her little hands pinched his psoas muscles, twisting and twisting.

The third lady was furious: "Ji'er, I order you to drive them out!" ”

Originally, she wanted to take care of the face of the Emperor Group, and didn't want to embarrass this old man, so she gave him affection, courtesy, and let him evacuate consciously. I didn't expect this guy to be a fool, and he was still full of ghostly thoughts, and he didn't forget the idea of beating her daughter, and he also beat her idea openly and secretly, either eating or drinking, how not to make her angry.

Jin Ji'er shouted: "Mommy, this is not mine anymore, I have already exchanged it for Tieling Mountain." ”

"Huh?" The third lady's eyes widened, and she tore off the veil from her face, revealing a beautiful and angry face.

"Hehehe, madam, have a cup of coffee and dissipate your anger." Tang Ming smiled strangely, holding two cups of coffee, one in front of Jin Ji'er, and one in front of the third lady.

The third lady was about to scold, suddenly wrinkled her nose, took the coffee and took a little bit, and after a few breaths, she took a small sip, "Huh? You old man has good skills, and he can actually make authentic mocha, who taught you? ”

"Hey, hey, I've won prizes! Madam, if you like it, you can come and drink it often in the future, this is also your home! ”

"Humph! Although the coffee is good, people are poor, don't give me nonsense, keep talking. The third lady continued to drink with her glass. It does taste very authentic, better than the special barista in her palace, and it also suits her taste.

"It's still the same sentence, I want to sell a few acres of land." Tang Ming sat down next to Jin Ji'er and crossed Erlang's legs.

"Why did you think of building guns and ammunition on my turf?" The third lady's face was a little better, and her attitude towards Tang Ming was also much better, and the impression of this old man on her was becoming more and more full of questions, not as bad as the information she had gathered.

"It's the most convenient and fast, the management is loose, the market is good, the money comes quickly, and there is one point, you are also very optimistic about this aspect." Tang Ming took a puff of smoke and dispersed, most of which covered the third lady's face, with a strong playfulness.

However, what was surprising was that the third lady Qiong's nose trembled, not only was she not angry, but she also took a few deep breaths, and said with a pleasant face: "Xiao Wang, can you tell me, what level of the guy you have made?" How do they compare to the products of Emperor Group? ”

"It's only high, not low, and I can also reveal to you that most of the products have the power of spirit and demons, and they belong to high-end goods. Otherwise, I would not have thought of expanding the scale, which you should know that with the strength of the current South Asian military industry, there is no problem with ordinary guns and ammunition. After Tang Ming finished speaking, with a wave of his big hand, a spirit demon micro charge and a heavy magic sniper rested on the floor of the room. (To be continued.) )