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

"You 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 with many time travelers in the future? You know,

You are the only one who controls the means of production and living."

Having said this, he couldn't take his eyes away, trying his best to observe every expression on Cao Chuan's face.

"I have considered this issue." After listening, Cao Chuan smiled faintly: "Actually, I am not as ambitious as you think, especially when I could become a human master very quickly in the old world. You know,

In this world, you will never be able to create a Gulfstream or a Beneteau in your lifetime. Therefore, the focus of my life will not be here. Just remember to leave a portion for me when dividing the pork."

Cao Chuan thought for a moment 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 will naturally be discussed and completed by those of you who actually handle it. I think, face-to-face

For such a new parallel world, you wouldn't do worse than the Qing Dynasty, right?"

When Xia Xianze heard this, he laughed, waved his hand and said: "You are really good at joking, how could you still have something like the Qing Dynasty... Well, when you said this, I felt relieved.

I’m afraid that if you want to play a boss-employment model, things won’t be done if the internal interests are not well coordinated.”

Cao Chuan laughed when he heard this: "Brother, I have been online after all, and I studied business administration. Well, 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 would become peaceful.

Doesn’t Zhu Baba have the same way of thinking?”

"Of course it's best if you think so. It's okay for me to confirm it. This is a procedural issue."

"You haven't even finished the horoscope yet. Is it necessary to make it so ugly?"

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

"Okay, okay, I'm scared of you, what's the next disgusting question?"

"Let's have breakfast first."

"???"

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

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

The above conversation is the first formal negotiation between Xia Xianze, who represents the "traveled" class, and Cao Chuan, the resource controller. The content of the conversation vaguely contains the political structure and ideology of the future time-traveling regime, which is extremely important.

An important meeting, known in history as: the Back Court Covenant.

While eating breakfast, Xia Xianze began to slowly tell his life story.

Like most traditional businessmen, he also spent his prime years working in the south. After that, he partnered with others to open a trading company and made his first pot of gold. After that, the business world went up and down, and the business grew bigger and bigger. Xia Xianze was thirty-five years old.

That year, I reached the pinnacle of my life - I bought a piece of urban land in a second-tier city.

Then came the bad luck. The anti-corruption storm broke out overnight, and the patron was dragged to a guest house to explain the problem. The bank heard about it and demanded loans, and the capital chain was broken. When he packed up his belongings and was about to run away, he was reported by "enthusiastic people"

The police blocked the door of the house.

The following is a dilemma: should you sell the backer who is still stubbornly resisting and ask your opponent to let you go, or should you insist on taking another gamble?

Xia Xianze chose the latter because he really couldn't add insult to injury.

The final outcome was that his backer was put in cold storage, and Mr. Xia naturally had to pay the price for being on the wrong team: after losing all his property, he was only exempted from criminal prosecution. But at this time, he was alone, and he had something to do with Stephen Zhou.

A fight.

Suffering from this shock, he decided to calm down, reflect on his past, and show his embarrassment to his unrepentant enemies. Unexpectedly, only half a year had passed, and he had just begun to realize the true meaning of life from the alley.

Then he was led back to the world of mortals by Master Cao...

When Cao Chuan heard this, he couldn't help but stick out his thumb: "Being cruel to yourself is really cruel. Brother, your way of introspection is very strong."

Xia Xianze threw his chopsticks on the table and smiled self-deprecatingly: "Which strong man would go begging for food?" While laughing, he asked again: "If I heard correctly yesterday, the inner space of your ring is

A cube with a side length of 2.8 meters can be teleported once every seventy hours or so, right?"

Cao Chuan nodded: "Yes, I have measured the ring space with a physical object. The side length is 2.8 meters, and the internal space is 22 cubic meters in total. About every three days, the energy for one-way transmission can be saved. Well,

In other words, if I disappear now, I will be back in six days."

"But energy can be stored." Cao Chuan added: "As of today, I have accumulated energy for 9 time travels."

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

"Human?" Cao Chuan thought for a while and asked uncertainly.

"That's right." Xia Xianze knocked on the table: "To be precise, he is a time traveler like you and me. Without people, everything is impossible."

Then his expression suddenly became a little unnatural: "Since I, the old white mouse, have successfully survived, I guess Mr. Cao will transform into a midnight madman after he goes back and kidnap beggars all over the world?"

"How is that possible?" Cao Chuan heard this and smiled awkwardly: "You are in a special situation. I just thought of it temporarily. As for how to send people here in the future, well, I haven't figured out the routine yet."

Xia Xianze had an expression on his face that said, "It's just as I expected." "A nouveau riche is a nouveau riche, and they don't even know how to use their money. Fortunately, I thought about it for you last night."

After saying this, Lao Xia put on a pose of starting a class with a big name, cleared his throat, and then started to talk: "According to the current situation, even if we set up a grass-roots team, it will still be fun if there are not dozens of time-travelers at the beginning.

It doesn’t turn.”

Seeing Cao Chuan nod, he continued: "In the future, you will need to continuously transfer people and materials between the two worlds. We have requirements for people, who have studied medicine, used guns, and raised people."

Those who cross pigs... In short, the time travelers who come here in the future must have some professional skills, and they can't just look for beggars."

He paused and then said: "The same goes for supplies. I saw guns and bullets in the box last night. In the future, there will be more and more necessary contraband, so don't be in a hurry when you go back this time.

When looking for time travellers, the first thing you need to do is change your nationality."

"ah!?".
Chapter completed!