It goes without saying why you chose to come to London instead of Amsterdam in the first place. I'm a businessman, but the way of doing business is too subtle, and it's too roundabout to defeat the enemy.

Just like the Netherlands, or the Netherlands and Utrecht Alliance, they have more than half of Spain's economy and trade volume, and it can be said that they control the economic lifeline of Spain, but in order to gain a certain status, they have tossed for 80 years!

Eighty years! If I count on them to be my assistants against Spain, it really has to be. It is necessary to befriend them, and I can further improve my economic strength. But against Spain, it will have to rely on a more stable Britain.

So here I am! London!

When we landed at the port of Tilpori Pier, the reporters who had already heard the news and were waiting at the dock were boiling! They shouted my name, wanted to break through the wall of guards and sheriffs erected by the additional guards and sheriffs at the docks, and wanted to crowd around me and get first-hand information.

Although I know that these journalists are unscrupulous, profit-seeking and explosive masters, they never mind what harm their reporting will bring to others. But as a futuristic person who has traveled back in time from the 21st century, I still know that if I want to walk smoothly in Vanity Fair, I must have a good relationship with these scoundrels.

A young man wearing a peaked cap, a white shirt and plaid waistcoat, tucked trousers, and high-waisted martin shoes shouted to me: "Mr. Sun, I am a reporter for The Times!" I would like to ask, what is your faith? ”

Under the protection of the security officers of the port area and the nine ghosts, I was squeezed and moved forward slowly, while smiling and answering loudly, "I am an atheist!" May God bless you! ”

My two answers first stunned everyone, and then some people laughed - atheists and God forbid, this is not a boundary. And my second answer was also understood by many people as a blessing and a friendly joke.

That's the conclusion I got from the news reports.

The journalist seemed encouraged, and he asked aloud: "What do you think of the Celestial and Protestant churches?"

It should be said that this question would be rather sharp and mean if asked outside of the UK, because no matter how it is answered, it will offend a part of the population.

However, in England, because of Queen Elizabeth I's moderate religious policies, the contradictions between the old school and the reformists were alleviated to the greatest extent here.

So I continued to laugh and replied, "Faith is free!" The only thing we have to follow is our own heart! ”

There was a lot of applause all around, and I continued to give them a gentle and charming smile.

Another reporter asked: "I heard that when you were in France, you said that you believe in B.S.V.K., what is that?"

I laughed and said, "I just don't believe in God!" Friends, I would like to discuss the issue of faith openly at a university or at a public meeting if I have the opportunity. Now I will not answer again. ”

As I spoke, I stretched out three fingers and said loudly, "Answer the last three questions!"

There was a commotion in the group of reporters, these buddies didn't expect that I, an outsider, would have a firm grasp of the initiative of interviewing and being interviewed, not to mention my authentic West London English, which made them feel that I was different.

After all, how many outsiders fell on the first battle of this new land. And my calm response seems to make these guys who have lived on the periphery of Vanity Fair for a long time feel like seeing a new social star rising!

"Mr. Sun, I'm a reporter for the Guardian. I heard that you fully supported the Utrecht League's combat operations in Antwerp. Why did you do this? ”

I stopped, straightened my gown, and replied in a voice full of justice: "Let freedom shine on all the land!" Let fear no longer be entrenched in people's hearts! For the smiling faces of children and the elderly! And an elegant beauty like you can leave me a way to contact you! ”

The freckled female reporter, who was 1.4 meters tall and weighed 16, covered her face and screamed with excitement, and the people around her burst into laughter. They all knew that my last sentence was a joke, but they loved it.

There's a selling point, isn't it?

There was one last chance left to answer the question, and the reporters were a little apprehensive. A middle-aged man in a top hat asked, "Mr. Sun, who do you think will win in the end, Britain or Spain?"

He didn't say who he was, so I asked, "Mr. Journalist, which newspaper do you work for?"

The man replied lightly: "I am the Queen's loyal courtier, Undersecretary of War Jack Bravo. It's an honor to meet you! Mr. Viscount from the East! ”

There was a burst of exclamations around, who knew that there was such a big man hidden in the reporter group!

Then everyone looked at me. The surroundings were quiet, and everyone was waiting for my answer.

I know that the previous continuous moves and normal attacks have filled my energy gauge, and now it's time to let go of the super kill!

So I looked left and right, stood on a crate on the docks, and said aloud to the crowd: "The merciful queen shines on the land of England with her grace, and the people here are united, friendly, and brave!"

I looked around at the people around me, looked around me from side to side, and continued in a bewitching voice: "There is an old saying in my hometown - if you work together, you will lose money. In the light of the Queen's radiance, the great and fearless Great Britain can overcome all the enemies of aggression! And I'm ......"

My voice suddenly lowered, and I said in an extremely sincere tone, "I will stand side by side with you!"

The crowd was silenced and then erupted in roaring applause. Naturally, I could hear that it was the handful of men behind British Undersecretary of State for War, Jack Bravo, who were in charge. But who cares? We take what we need.

Surrounded by all the sounds around me, I squeezed out of the dock and stepped into the carriage that had already been there.

The hotel was still crowded with people, and I suddenly remembered the plot from the British movie "Million Pounds". It is really bustling in the world, all for profit, and the world is bustling, all for profit. But at this point, that's exactly what I need, so I'm happy to warm them up on the side.

At 10 oon, I received an invitation - from Jack Bravo, Second Viscount of the British Royal and Undersecretary of State for War. He graciously invited me to a court reception at Westminster Abbey tomorrow evening.

Located near Westminster Abbey, the estate is said to be a royal property and is one of the main gathering places for the upper class.

As a friend, I happily accepted his invitation and did not forget to ask the messenger to bring back four bottles of sake – two bottles of sake from Dongying and two bottles of Du Kang from the Ming Dynasty.

For aristocrats like them, the gift is not about the price, but about the style. Is there anything more stylish than a wine from the East?

What's more, these four bottles of wine are already expensive in the local area. So it is foreseeable that this Mr. Jack Bravo has already regarded me, an "acquaintance of the Oriental", as a worthy person in his heart.

When night falls, and Big Ben strikes eight times in a row, I know that those who should go are gone, and those who should be lively are also lively. So, it's time for me to go out for a walk.

Changing into a tight-fitting outfit and wearing a long cloak, I followed a person through the streets of Kensington, and the Nine Ghosts Masataka followed me closely. Kensington, also known as Kensington* Chelsea, is where I used to be my favourite Chelsea club in my previous life.

In 2003 and 2004, Chelsea, under the leadership of the madman Jose Mourinho, swept the Premier League with a sharp 433 formation, which became an indelible mark on my heart.

And it was then that my attention shifted from the Rossoneri in the Apennines to the blue camp in West London, where love was ten years.

I couldn't help but smack my lips at the thought of this. In the past and present life, who is Zhuang Zhou and who is the dream butterfly!

My destination was in the nearby district of Fulham, and after a few street corners, I was where I was looking for.

The people in front knocked on the door of a new house according to the technique of the first four and the last three, and after a while, the door creaked open. A head poked out of it, and when he saw it, there was a look of surprise in his eyes.

But we didn't speak, he dodged quickly and let me into the house. When I entered the house, he looked left and right, and there was no one, so he closed the door and locked it.

"Sir! You're finally here! "It's the person who opened the door - the long-lost sand! I asked him to come to the UK first with unrepentant personal protection. And this is the largest stronghold of the Blade Sea Chamber of Commerce in the United Kingdom and London.

When I went up the stairs and reached the second floor, I saw my relatives and friends again who I hadn't seen for a long time!

He rushed up without regrets, hugged me, and looked at me almost with tears in his eyes for a long time before he said in a deep voice: "I heard that you are in distress in Africa, and I want to save you as soon as possible." Chen Kui and Lakshen stopped me, saying that even if I went, it would be useless, so it was better to stick here and stabilize the rear. ”

As he spoke, his lips trembled slightly, and I knew he was really stirring inside. How could I not? Since I have acquiesced in my identity in this life, it is equivalent to acknowledging these relatives who care about me and take care of me.

I lowered my voice and said, "They're right! You're doing a great job! No regrets, dude! ”

With that, in my unrepentant eyes, I glanced at Lakshin again, smiled and nodded at him, and he smiled and saluted me.

This little nobleman on the prairie is already completely like a little British nobleman at the moment! Of all the people, he is the one who has changed the most. At the beginning, I asked him to accompany him without regrets, just to let him assist without regrets like assisting me, and it seems that he has done a good job.

Several other people also said hello and greeted us, and we sat down, anxiously wanting to tell me about the revenue of the past two years without regrets.

I interrupted him and said, "I don't care about the accounts, you are responsible." I want to know what is going on in London, or England today! Don't regret it, brother, tell me quickly! ”

Nodding without regret, he put down the ledger and pushed it aside, and waited for the excited Qinglian Yuhe to pour me a cup of black tea before he opened his mouth and told me in detail about the situation he had mastered.

When I heard this, I was in a stirring mood. At this moment, London is really a stormy meeting, a dragon and a tiger leaping! I'm here at the right time!