C1413 Minister and Counsellor (1/2)
The Eastern merchants and the European merchants were completely different. They were no longer the same in terms of social status. In Europe, the influence of merchants was always on the same level as that of secular princes. In Italy, there were even merchants in their own autonomous cities.
At first religious theocracy was able to subdue these people, but after the Renaissance, when secular power began to rise, the position of merchants began to rise.
The truth is very simple, because since ancient times, there has never been a unified country in Europe. Merchants are free, and capital is stateless. If you treat me badly, I will naturally leave this place.
Gradually, the merchant became the uncrowned king of Europe. Until now, the right to print sterling was something even the queen could not interfere with. The economy and politics had become two parallel carriages moving forward together.
According to the development of this situation, the merchant class would eventually evolve into a capital force, and the capital was destined to prevail over the royal power and politics. This was already the general trend.
Heng Liwen, who was brought up in this kind of environment, was undoubtedly proud. Even in Europe, he had never received such an insult, let alone in a country where barbarians ran rampant.
At this time, he didn't have time to think about who instigated the war, and he didn't care about who was stronger or who was weaker.
A man is a man who infinitely reduces her mistakes and responsibilities, and then infinitely amplifies the responsibilities of others. In each self-suggestion, even a murderer can imply that he is the most wronged person.
”Stop arguing!” Heng Liwen finally exploded out. He angrily rushed out of the café, pointed at the Zhiyuan Warship and cursed, ”God will punish you! You damned barbarian! ”I won't let you go, I definitely won't …”
Just as he was cursing, a muddy shoe flew over from an unknown place in the alley. The sole of the shoe directly smashed into his mouth.
”Who is it!?” Damned bastard, who was he!? The police! ”Trash, don't you know to protect gentlemen when you take our salary?”
Du du du... The sirens of the Western police led a group of Indians in headscarves and chased them down the alleyway. God knows what they would have gotten out of it.
Heng Liwen threw caution to the wind. He walked directly to the teleportation office and began sending telegrams to Beijing. As a British businessman, he had the right to receive the help of the Ambassador.
Although the telegram was sent instantaneously, sending it back and forth, translating it into words, and sending it to the Ambassador, all of this would take time. When the Ambassador of East Crossing Folk Lane, Sir Ai Liguo, received the telegram, he was packing his personal belongings.
He was an outstanding diplomat who had experienced the attacks of the British and French combined forces in 1860. In the Beijing, Wei Tuoma was the second strongest person to make the decisions, but in reality, many of the decisions were taken by Wei Tuoma, as he was already old.
”Ai …” Is this Heng Liwen crazy? Who did he think he was? ”How dare you order us to do something …” Ai Liguo finished reading the unkind message, and threw it to the side.
The telegram was very rude indeed. As the president of Citibank, you should also know your own worth. Just because you guys lost money, you want Britain to use battleships to punish Xiao Letian? For the sake of those several hundred million silver taels, they had to start a war? Do you think war is child's play?!