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The first thousand four hundred and thirty-eight chapters laugh with tears

"Miss Lilier, you like tulips." Zheng Zhilong smiled.

"Yeah." Lily nodded excitedly. She came to this party for this.

Then she waited for Zheng Zhilong with an expectant expression.

Judging from her expectant look, no one would have ruined her happiness.

Zheng Zhilong nodded. He wanted to promote the news that he had precious tulips in his hands, so how could he hide it?

"That's good. We are planning to hold a flower viewing party in Versailles in thirty days. You must come at that time." Zheng Zhilong immediately initiated the invitation.

"Appreciating flowers? Are there tulips?" Lilier asked.

"There must be some, and there are many rare varieties. Then we welcome Miss Lilier's arrival." Zheng Zhilong said with a smile, as if a strange millet was tempting a little loli to see the little goldfish.

"Really, that's really great." Lily clapped her hands and jumped directly, her face full of joy.

Even the Marquis of Orange became happy. He was happy when his daughter was happy, and Lily was happy, and he was even happier.

Seeing that he had almost spoken, the Earl of Wales came forward to say goodbye: "His Marquis, then I will take the distinguished guests of the Ming Dynasty to meet the other gentlemen first. I hope you can have fun at this banquet."

"Oh, of course, it took up your time, Mr. Earl." The Marquis of Orange made way.

Zheng Zhilong, who had initially spread the news about tulips, followed the Earl of Wales and walked into the inside. Several tulip shareholders sitting in the room inside had been waiting for a long time. Now, when he saw someone coming, he immediately sat upright.

"Crack, bang!"

As the Earl of Wales took Zheng Zhilong into the room, the two doors were also closed. At this time, only Zheng Zhilong and five nobles were left in the room, a butler standing beside him to serve.

"Mr. Zheng Zhilong, please sit down." The Earl of Wales led Zheng Zhilong to an empty seat on the round table.

Then the count of Welsh walked to the top and sat down.

Five pairs of eyes looked at Zheng Zhilong, but no one spoke, and the atmosphere in the room became a little solemn.

Zheng Zhilong glanced around and found that the room had no windows, the walls were painted with unknown decorations, and the surroundings and the middle were illuminated with candles. Although there were no windows, the light was fine, and the whole room was still bright.

At this time, the only way out of the room was closed, but Zheng Zhilong was not worried at all because he was still very at ease with his skills.

After all, he was also a pirate. When he was building a foundation, he relied on fists. Not to mention these few people, he could even do some more of them.

But they would not be wise to do anything to themselves. They invited themselves here in front of everyone. If something happened to them, the slap of the Dutch would be the Lord of the Netherlands in the face.

Frederick said that the Ming Dynasty was a distinguished guest from the Netherlands. Something happened to the distinguished guest here. Not only the Dutch people looked bad, but I, the Ming Dynasty, would not let it go, so there should be no problem with my own safety.

After understanding this, Zheng Zhilong immediately relaxed. Since there is no problem with safety, they should use any means.

Looking at these people, the other three men just looked at Zheng Zhilong coldly. Even Claire lowered her arrogant head slightly, and a trace of greed flowed out of her narrow eyes.

What a strong man, and he is a wise man, his exotic style is not only irresistible to men, but even women will be attracted.

When Mrs. Claire saw Zheng Zhilong, she felt that she had never lived with such a man in her life. If she could spend a wonderful night, her life would be considered complete.

At this time, these ladies from Europa were having a lot of fun. When they saw this kind of top quality, their curiosity immediately aroused.

After waiting for a while, the Earl of Wales began to introduce these shareholders of the Tulip Exchange to Zheng Zhilong.

"This is Countess Claire......"

When introducing Mrs. Claire, Zheng Zhilong obviously felt that the old woman felt her skin was electrocuted when she looked at her.

"God General, I want to invite you to dinner tomorrow." Mrs. Claire raised her head slightly and her expression was cold, but her voice was filled with a hint of fanaticism.

It was like she was not inviting her, but was preparing to give Zheng Zhilong a charity.

How could Zheng Zhilong go? Even if she talks well, he won't go back, let alone such a proud and limitless look.

"This lady, Verrail is busy, so I can't go there." Zheng Zhilong also deliberately raised his head and said proudly.

You respect me one foot and I respect you one foot. You play with me as arrogant, I am more arrogant than you.

If I hadn't given the Lord a face, I would just reply to you and not go!

"Yes!" Mrs. Claire lowered her head and looked at Zheng Zhilong, obviously annoyed.

No one can refuse her Mrs. Claire, you wait, I remember you!

You damn wise man, one day I will let you lie on the ground, kissing my toes lightly while begging me to forgive your sins!

After a round of introductions, things finally got to the point.

These nobles didn't know how to circle around or have any language art, but instead gave their requests to Zheng Zhilong very bluntly.

"Mingren! Hand over the tulips in your hand."

"Mingren, you must hand over the tulips in your hand to our tulip exchange for sale."

There was no twists and turns, and Zheng Zhilong understood what they meant at once.

Fortunately, everyone here speaks Dutch, otherwise Zheng Zhilong may not be able to understand them all.

Zheng Zhilong was mentally prepared when he came, and money could not be made by himself, especially in this distant Europa, where only part of the benefits could be distributed can be safe for a long time.

This is the guidance plan formulated by His Majesty, but the tone of these people made Zheng Zhilong very upset.

"Yes! But you can't let us hand it over in vain." Zheng Zhilong's tone also became cold.

The five shareholders of the Tulip Exchange looked at each other and nodded.

Mrs. Claire's proud and sharp voice sounded: "Ninety percent, you must hand over 90% of the tulips, and the remaining one is the purchase money we give you."

As soon as he said this, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became solemn again, as if a cloud of anger was brewing.

Mrs. Claire looked at Zheng Zhilong with some smugness, which means that you will offend me, have you seen the price of offending me?

Too much, this is really too much.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Zheng Zhilong laughed loudly, and even tears came out of laughter.
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