"Mr. Spencer and Mr. Titus have heard of their reputations for a long time and have always wanted to meet them. It is a great honor to finally be able to meet them today."
Cornley raised his wine glass to the two of them, with a harmonious smile on his face, very thorough etiquette, and a strong aura of European aristocracy in his movements.
Matthew frowned, seeming very unhappy with this gesture.
Morris reacted quickly, stepped forward and held Cornley's hand.
"Are you Mr. Cornley? Do you need my help with anything?"
Cornley noticed Matthew's frown and didn't know what he had done wrong, but since Morris came up to him, he didn't intend to dwell on it any longer.
Anyway, his main target is Morris.
So he chatted with Morris, talking about the weather in Lanfang, the new city of Seoul, the city's architecture, and the White House. When the place was almost warm, Cohen asked his questions with a curious look on his face.
"As a British person, what kind of opportunity did you have to become a senior official here?"
"Scottish, not British."
Maurice's expression remained unchanged and he chuckled: "I was born in Scotland and have nothing to do with England. Of course, my relationship with Scotland is not very big now. That is my hometown, and I am now a member of the Lanfang Republic. As an official citizen of Lanfang, you can consider me a Lanfang native."
"It seems like your hometown doesn't bring you good memories?"
"Everyone's memories may not be completely beautiful. At least I think the current life is more in line with what I want."
Morris took a sip of green tea from the cup: "It's just like this tea. I didn't like it very much before, but now, I prefer tea to wine. The taste of soaking it is very wonderful."
"So this is ah."
Cornley smiled and said: "Seeing that there are so many people from different places here, including Qing people, Japanese, French, Spanish and British, in a daze, I even felt that everything I saw was... It’s not true, how could such a country exist?”
"The King of England can become the King of Scotland, so why can't the President become our President?"
Morris smiled and said: "And no matter what, I think our President is a truly outstanding person compared to the King of England. Because of him, we reunited and established this brand new country. He has also ushered in his own new life, and we all think that following him is a turning point in our lives."
"His Excellency the President is indeed a very charming person."
Cornley nodded and said slowly: "But do you really plan to live here forever and never return to your hometown? Is there nothing in your hometown that can make you miss it?"
"Of course, but the president promised me that he would take me back. I believe him."
Morris looked at Cornley and said with a smile: "Mr. Cornley, Amsterdam must be relatively unhappy with Lanfang's official founding, right?"
Morris suddenly changed the topic, and the change was so fast that Cornley almost didn't react.
Fortunately, Cornley was not an ordinary person. He was stunned for a moment and then resumed his decent smile.
"What you are saying is that Amsterdam is naturally unwilling to accept it, but the facts are already in front of us. So what if we don't accept it? The reason why I am here is because Amsterdam has accepted the reality and decided to recognize the establishment of Lanfang."
"oh?"
Morris smiled and said: "Then you should talk to Director Chen about this kind of thing, not me. I am not responsible for this matter."
"This kind of formal topic should be formally reported to the President of your country on a more formal occasion. Here, we are just chatting."
"Oh, small talk, well, I like small talk."
Morris smiled, then approached Cornley and pointed a finger at Marek, who was chatting and laughing with Director of Industry Luo Yingrui and Deputy Minister of Industry Albert.
"Then do you think Mr. Marek is chatting with our industrial director and deputy director?"
Cornley looked at Marek and instantly felt that his blood pressure was a little high and his emotions were a little unbearable.
So he took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.
"Mr. Spencer, do you think the English can be trusted?"
“Let’s look at specific issues in detail.”
Morris smiled and said: "This is something the president often says. Although I hate the English because of my Scottish background, I have to admit that some English people are still very capable, such as Albert. Special, he is indeed a very powerful mechanical engineer.
There are also many English people in our government departments and the army. They have contributed to the establishment of Lanfang and are willing to obey the orders of His Excellency the President. I really cannot doubt them, so if you ask I think there is no answer to the question of whether I, the English, can be trusted. "
Cornley was stunned.
No, this guy is a fake Scot, right?
So sane?
However, Cornley is not a vegetarian.
In the flash of lightning, Cornley's brain was spinning rapidly.
"Maybe there are some problems with my expression, but what I want to say is that what Marek represents may not only be himself or the East India Company, but also the will of London."
"Don't you represent the will of Amsterdam?"
Morris smiled slowly and said: "To tell you the truth, I just came back from Europe and heard some interesting news. For example, I heard that the Parliament in London is debating whether to launch a war against your country, and it seems that they are holding on to it. There are more people who support the attitude.”
Cornley's calm expression collapsed, and his mood became a little unbearable.
He spoke immediately.
"Mr. Spencer, since you have just returned from Europe, you should know that the British are extremely isolated at this moment! Their main force is unable to move in the North American continent, and in Europe, except for the French, the Spanish People also joined us in launching operations against the British.
In addition, the Russians are joining forces with the Prussians, Sweden and Denmark to jointly announce a joint attack on the British. The current situation, whether in Europe or North America, the British are isolated and helpless! How dare they wage war against us at this moment? "
Morris smiled and shook his head.
"The French are fighting the British with all their strength on the North American continent. It is unlikely to open another battlefield in Europe. The Spaniards have long since failed, their finances are not good, and their army is not good. They were defeated many times by our Lanfang army in the Philippines. Who can fight with them?" Do Brits fight?
The Russians are very ambitious, but they are fighting the Ottomans. This war will not be over for a while. Their main force has been contained. The Swedes and Danes have no time to take care of themselves. They can shout a few times, but they really want to start a war. , the royal families of the two countries should not be prepared for this.
To sum up, although the actions of the entire Europe against the British seem to be huge, it is impossible to cause any actual harm to the British. The French will really contribute, but their main battlefield is in North America, and Not Europe. "
As he spoke, Morris moved closer to Cornley and lowered his voice.
"Mr. Cornley, do you think that if the British send a naval fleet to attack Amsterdam at this time, how much force can Amsterdam mobilize to fight back? Can it defeat the British again like it did in the previous three wars? Or, will there be foreign aid? ?"
Cornley's heart sank with every additional word Morris said.
By the time Morris finished speaking, Cornley was like an exhausted traveler who fell into the sea. His desire to survive was still strong, but he no longer had the extra strength to continue struggling. He could only watch the water drowning his sight, and his despair slowly overflowed. heart.
He was extremely surprised.
I was surprised by Morris's understanding of the situation in Europe, and by Morris's judgment of the situation in Europe. A small emerging country in the ocean far in the east actually understood the situation on the European continent so well, and could even predict the development of the situation on the European continent...
Is this really the strategic judgment capability that a small emerging country can possess?
Is this Morris a genius?
"Is this judgment your personal judgment or the judgment of Lanfang as a whole?"
"Of course it's not my personal judgment. I don't understand these things, and I'm not responsible for making judgments in these aspects."
Morris smiled and said: "This is the judgment of the President. Four years ago, after the President learned that the North American War had begun, he began to pay close attention to the relevant news. After that, he continued to send people to Europe to collect more intelligence and bring it back, and then made a judgment. The situation in Europe.
At that time, I had not been following the President for long, and I was still thinking about why the President cares about something that has nothing to do with us. It was not until recently that I realized that the President’s thinking was actually so long-term, and he had seen it so long ago. today. "
Morris's face was filled with admiration.
"So I said, in the waters of the East Indies, there is no need to believe in God, God has no control here. If you believe in God, you will not get a penny of salary. Just believe in the president, and you will have everything."
Matthew, a devout believer, heard Morris's "rebellious words", frowned, and wanted to say something, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back, sighed, and said nothing.
He had to admit that some things had nothing to do with the world of faith that he devoutly yearned for, and the will he believed in seemed unable to explain such things. In order to avoid shaking his faith, he could only choose to avoid these things and not think too much about them.
If he thinks more, like Morris, he will become more and more "Zhao Xuening followers" in Lanfang.
Cornley was even more shocked.
four years ago?
It was less than five years ago that the North American War began. It was almost as if Zhao Xuening knew about this not long after it started, and then he began to pay close attention to the situation in Europe?
At that time, Lanfang Company had only been established for two years, and Zhao Xuening's armed forces were far from developed to what they are today. At that time, he could only be regarded as a powerful force under Batavia, and there was no possibility of becoming king. .
But at that time, had he already paid attention to the situation in Europe and begun to judge the direction of things?
What was he thinking?
Did he already count it to this day?
He fired a bullet four years ago. That bullet traveled through space and time and hit him steadily at this moment?
Can this really happen?
Cornley suddenly felt a little unsteady on his feet. He wanted to reach out and hold something, but there was nothing around him that could hold him.
He is like a ship in the stormy sea, which may capsize at any time.
At the same time, Marek had a very pleasant chat with Luo Yingrui and Albert.
