The reason why Ye Chang went around in such a big circle was to completely open the business channel between Zhao and Han. Although it may not seem like much, the business channel actually also means economy.

Although this is a two-way flow, the national power of Zhao is far greater than that of Han. This is an unequal condition.

Under such circumstances, as long as you do a little bit of work, you can turn economic communication into a unilateral financial crushing!

Now that the deployment in Zhao State has almost been completed, it is time to go to South Korea for the crucial step...

On the lively street, pedestrians came and went in a hurry. Ye Zhang had just gone to the palace. Since he was leaving, he naturally needed to arrange everything properly.

Now that the business has entered a formal stage, as long as the prostitutes pay more attention, there should be no problem.

Moreover, Zhao and Han are adjacent to each other, so even if something goes wrong, he can arrive within two days...

Just as he was thinking silently in his heart, a burst of noise came from not far away.

"Get out of the way. Since you don't have money, don't stand in the way. Other customers are still waiting."

"Well, it's not that I have no money, it's just that my wallet was left somewhere else. Why don't the store give me a bottle of wine on credit first, and then I'll pay you back double the amount when I find the wallet."

"I'm sorry. The profit of this small shop is small and I won't owe any debt. Please come again next time."

"Hello, shopkeeper. If you have something to discuss, a pot or a half is fine. I'm a glutton. I won't be able to sleep at night without some good wine to quench my thirst!"

"No, no, no..."

Ye Zhang's expression changed, and he felt that the voice sounded familiar to him.

Looking up, I saw a handsome young man negotiating with a wine vendor.

This man looks to be close to twenty years old. He is dressed in elegant blue and white brocade clothes. He looks quite elegant. He can be said to be a completely handsome guy.

It was Han Fei who had met at Little Saint Xian Manor.

Seeing his figure, Ye Zhang's eyes moved slightly, and then he showed a smile: "I didn't expect to meet this guy here."

Then he walked to the stall, threw a few coins on the table, and said, "I bought this drink."

"Okay, you're welcome!"

Seeing that he had the money, the store owner naturally smiled and quickly handed out a bottle of wine.

When Han Fei saw someone paying for him, he was also happy. Then he turned around and slightly cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, brother, prime minister... Are you Brother Ye?"

Just as I was about to say thank you, I realized that the former looked familiar. After thinking about it for a while, I remembered it.

"Brother Han is not studying in Songhai, how could he come here?"

Ye Zhang asked.

Han Fei replied: "We can't stay there forever. We have been away studying for several years, so it's time to go back and have a look."

Ye Zhang raised his eyebrows and said, "But South Korea is in the southwest of Songhai, while Zhao is in the north. I'm a little curious, how did my brother get here?"

Hearing this, Han Fei paused slightly, showed an embarrassed smile and said: "I heard that a very good wine has appeared in Zhao State in recent years, so I just stopped by to take a look!"

Hearing this, Ye Zhan couldn't help but smile. This good guy actually went through such a big detour just for a pot of wine. He really deserves to be a senior drunkard.

"Stop talking about this, let's go drink!"

Han Fei shook the wine bottle in his hand and led the former to a nearby pavilion.

"Ha, that's really good wine!"

He poured a sip into his mouth, and his face showed a look of satisfaction. This was better than the fine wine in the palace.

"The dignified Ninth Young Master from South Korea doesn't even have money to buy wine. No one would believe him if he told him."

Ye Zhang said with a chuckle.

Han Fei said: "There is no way. Good wine is too expensive, and bad wine is unpalatable. All my savings in the past few years have been almost spent. I can't compare with you, the God of Wealth."

Hearing this, Ye Zhang's expression changed and he said, "Got it?"

"Not long after you arrived in Songhai, the paper appeared. Combined with various words and attitudes, it is not difficult to guess."

Han Fei replied, and then continued: "What are your plans next?"

Ye Zhang said: "I want to go to South Korea to see if there is anything I can't invest in."

"invest?"

Han Fei was a little confused about this word.

Ye Zhang explained: “It means to spend money on specific locations or projects to allow the regional economy to operate more efficiently, thereby achieving mutual benefit and promoting industrial expansion and upgrading.”

After the words fell, Han Fei felt a little confused, but it didn't sound like a bad thing.

Then he nodded and said: "That's right, so much money has to be spent to be more valuable. I happen to be going back too, so why don't we go together."

Ye Zhang just smiled, nodded and said nothing more. Investment is of course a good thing, but there is only a thin line between investment and speculation.

However, it is better not to say this too clearly. Do you have to tell the other party directly that you want to spend money to drain the Korean economy?

Although Han Fei is smart, his thinking and cognition are still limited by the times. In this era of finance, no one can be his opponent...

A few days later, Ye Zhang, Xuanjian Xuenu and others left Zhao State and headed south to South Korea with Han Fei.

The group traveled across mountains and rivers, passing through lively streets and desolate paths, walking at the intersection of the two countries.

We visited a lot of beautiful scenery on the way, but most of it was the desolation caused by war and poverty and the displaced people struggling for survival.

Although a few people feel pity, they are unable to change this situation. If they want to make the people live a better life, they can only end this chaotic world of disputes.

After giving some dry food to a few dusty children, they moved on without further delay.

A few days later, several people finally entered the territory of South Korea. Looking at the seemingly tall city wall in front of them, but in fact it had not been repaired for a long time, Han Fei couldn't help but let out a bitter sigh.

Even the border looks like this, which shows how corrupt South Korea has become.

However, he quickly cleared away these negative emotions and regained his fighting spirit. He raised his head and looked at the sky of South Korea, holding up the wine bottle with a determined look on his face.

He spoke softly: "I'm finally back. Those who want to see me or don't want to see me will eventually meet again!"

And just when he was posing and expressing his emotions, a voice brought him back to reality from his narcissistic state.

"Okay, stop pretending, not many people are watching, and it will be dark if we don't enter the city."
Chapter completed!