"Don't make things difficult for him. Lloyd controlled half of Xingmatai's land area, which was simply the country in the middle of the country. Our friend was not Jin San, but Puyi." Sa Zhiyuan walked past and said lightly.

"The army of Xingmatai may not be able to eliminate Lloyd's security." Fu Ping'an also has his own opinion on this. "Of course this is not a question of military strength at all. This is a problem of the lifeline of the economy being controlled. Xingmatai seems to be an independent country, but is actually equivalent to the colony of international chaebols."

This was a bit ruthless, but Fu Ping'an wanted to say it to Matteo Ci. Sa Zhiyuan understood and continued: "In fact, it is not impossible to change this situation. First of all, strong willpower, patience and decisiveness..."

The two were talking big outside, but Matteo was unmoved. Sa Zhiyuan whispered: "What do you think he is doing? I guess he is meditating or crying secretly, suffering for his inability to protect his people."

Fu Ping'an pushed open the door, but saw Matteo C who was playing games. He was so focused that he was focused and focused. Sa Zhiyuan spread his hands and curled his lips, saying that he was willing to accept the loss.

"I thought he had at least Guangxu's heart, but I didn't expect it was Liu Chan." Sa Zhiyuan regretted that he was not strong enough, but with Fu Ping'an's understanding of Matteo Ci, he felt that things were not as they imagined.

...

Pan Xiaoyang discovered a big secret. She told everyone that many of the hotel guests were so-called adventurers who participated in the "Solomon Treasure Game". These people were stars from all over the world, Silicon Valley upstarts, etc. In short, they were people who had achieved financial freedom and had a lot of time to freeze. This time it was Matteo C who was the turn of the game. The treasure-winning champion had already emerged. It was a couple from the Nordics who found a treasure buried in advance on the island - a box of gold! It is said that it was still gold coins from the 19th century.

"Maoci is really a playful person." Pan Xiaoyang said astonished, "A funny and generous king, no one doesn't like him."

But Mu Lan did not understand this approach. She felt that this was a loss-making deal. If the king was allowed to attract investment, he could lose his underwear. He finally attracted a group of rich people to come over. He didn't think of a way to empty their wallets but put a box of gold coins. This deal was not worth it no matter how you looked at it.

"I'll do it for you. These people rent boats, guides, hotels, planes, and the cost of renting helicopters is not as good as a box of gold coins. Of course, I don't know how big the box is." Mu Lan calculated briefly, shook her head and expressed her disapproval.

Pan Xiaoyang said: "You think this is a farm stay in Ivory Mountain Village. Matteo can make so many friends through games. This is an intangible asset."

Fu Ping'an deeply agrees that Pan Xiaoyang has become a celebrity by entering the upper class circle. Although Matteo is the king, he is just a monarch on a small island in the South Pacific. In the eyes of high-ranking people in Europe and the United States, it is a good way to get to know useful personal resources through games.

Suddenly he thought of himself, European and American celebrities are resources, so what is he? Why was Matteo C trying every means to introduce him into this game?

The murder did not affect the tourists' interest. Matteo is very busy. He is the core figure of social interaction and spends all day drinking and clinking. Fu Ping'an has been observing him from afar. Finally, Matteo came to him with a glass of wine. His face was red and full of energy.

"I'm neglected, sorry." Matteo Ci said, "Are you still having fun?"

"Unhappy." Fu Ping'an said.

"Are you still unhappy about that?" said Matteo Ci. "I know what you think, but the law is the law. Lloyd did nothing wrong. The hotel we are in is also the asset of Lloyd's company. According to the treaty, they have jurisdiction. This is a provision written in the law and can only be followed, even the king cannot violate the law."

Fu Ping'an sneered: "Is that right?"

"Are you ridiculing me?" Matteo C smiled.

"Yes, I look down on you. This is obviously an unequal treaty, a loss of power and humiliation of the country. You are so at ease that I would have turned against them long ago."

Matteo still kept a smile and said let's go for a walk by the beach.

Fu Ping'an saw a servant standing not far away. He seemed careless, but his ears were erecting to listen to their conversation. Looking back on the performance of the servants around Matteo Ci these days, these people looked like puppets without any sense of autonomy, always with a humble smile, silently stepped forward to serve, and then quietly retreated. Matteo Ci was also very cold to them, and would not say a word except for necessary instructions.

This is a king without friends, with only slaves and no trusted subordinates around him.

The two walked towards the beach, and the servant followed behind slowly, as if they were protecting, but in fact they might be surveillance, and Matteo C didn't care. He was the king and had no privacy.

"Marcos thinks I am a playful child. Actually, I have grown up. I want to open a hotel to build up the tourism industry of Xingmatai. I also hope to attract more Chinese tourists and let them come for tips and shopping. However, these all require funds and government support."

Matteo talks freely and is unimaginable, not like he is talking nonsense.

"My situation is very difficult, the treasury is empty and I can't take out funds to develop," Matteo Ci said. "Due to historical reasons, Lloyd occupies a large amount of land. Not to mention, they also enjoy preferential tax policies. In other words, all the coffee beans grown on the land of Xingmatai were in Lloyd's pocket, and the government could not get taxes. Although we have oil reserves at sea, we do not have the ability to develop with funds. I seek the help of Mobil and Exxon, but the conditions they offered were very harsh and I could not accept it."

"You can ask China for help." Fu Ping'an said, "I think the Chinese government will be happy."

Matteo Ci shook his head: "In that way, I will become a traitor in ASEAN, and they will unite to sanction me. Of course, all this will not happen at all. I thought Marcos would not agree. By the way, I forgot to tell you that Marcos is the prime minister and one of my elders. What I can do is to build a hotel and resort with the royal treasury. Marcos only thinks I love to play and may turn a blind eye."

Fu Ping'an understood a little. Although Matteo C is the king, he did not have the power. The power was in the hands of the prime minister. Besides, the economic lifeline of the entire country is Lloyds. The coffee company has been operating for many years and has long penetrated the government and the army. The generals and civil servants of Xingmatai were not loyal to the king, but working for Lloyds.

He deeply sympathized with Matteo C, and several solutions flashed through his mind.

"In addition to accumulating funds, you also have to save a team," said Fu Ping'an. "For example, educated college students, the sons of elders, and young men of your age, can organize them into use."

Matteo Ci said: "Did you suggest me follow the example of Kangxi fighting Oboi? Find a dozen young people to train and take down Marcos when he entered the palace. Then what? How long do you think I can resist? I can't hold on for half an hour. The government doesn't listen to me, the army and the police don't listen to me, and Lloyds doesn't listen to me, I'm just a commander."

Fu Ping'an patted his head: "I have read too much and become a nerd. If violence can solve the problem, it will be solved long ago. You are right. If we think of other ways to attract investment... I have an inspiration to engage in real estate development."

Matteo Ci said: "The royal family has some land and islands of their own. Are you talking about the form of Palm Island in Dubai?"

Fu Ping'an said: "No, it's the Chinese model. You can take out some land to cooperate with Chinese real estate companies. Giants such as Wanda Vanke Sunac must be very happy to build high-rise sea view apartment buildings, 30 floors up, supporting facilities keep up, and go to the three northeastern provinces to sell. The price is cheaper than Hainan. When winter comes, tourists from Wuyang and Wuyang, you can wait to count the money."

Matteo's eyes lit up: "You can consider it."

Fu Ping'an turned his head and looked at the attendant not far away: "Does he understand Chinese?"

"He doesn't understand Chinese."

"Can you trust him?"

"The attendants were all sent by Marcos for me, and the bodyguards were special forces selected by General Gu Lie. I once found a young man to be the secretary. Not long after, he died of overdose, but I know that he would not touch drugs at all." Matteo Ci looked at the monitor behind him, who bowed his head humbly and did not dare to look at His Majesty.

"So, I need a brave and smart secretary. Will you help me after you graduate from college?" Matteo Ci said, staring at Fu Ping'an.

"Is this the reason why you used tricks to attract me?" Fu Ping'an said, "Actually, you can tell the truth, you don't have to go around such a big circle."

"I like being a civilian, I don't like being looked up to by others, I don't like being regarded as a mascot," said Matteo Ci, "So when I was in Moscow, I made a prank, I lied to you, and later deceived Mulan and Emily. I like to live with you, live a poor life that is very prudent, work hard for the daily lunch box, save money to save the down payment, and look forward to buying a small house of 100 square meters. Oh my God, can you imagine that I actually like this kind of life. I am really crazy, but I really like it. If my father hadn't passed away, I might have lived there all the time."

"He is a good king and a good father. I cannot live up to his expectations. I cannot escape responsibility. I want to be an excellent king. This is my mission, my duty, my destiny."

Matteo Chou sighed, but Fu Ping'an did not resonate with him. There was no common topic for the children of ordinary people and the heirs of the imperial family. They were considering the benefit of the people and were famous in history. What they were considering was issues such as postgraduate entrance examinations, civil servant exams, paper defense, down payments for houses, promotions and salary increases.

"So you are willing to be my Soetu?" Matteo Ci has watched many Qing palace dramas, and he keeps his braid culture in mind, and he will come when he opens his mouth.
Chapter completed!