When Huang Lifa visited Lin Tianxiang, Fu Ping'an was trying on clothes at his residence. After setting up Xingmatang, he didn't have to spend more money to stay in a hotel. Mu Lan rented a beach house in the name of Anlan Company. There were eight bedrooms alone. Xiong Daxiong Er also moved in. The labor here is cheap, and the monthly expenses of a driver, chef and nanny are only 6,000 yuan, which is simply a landlord's life.

This is the military uniform of the third country that Fu Ping'an has worn. The regular uniform of the Star Horse and Taiwan Army is referred to as the US military during World War II. The dress still retains the British style, with all white tops and bottoms, and even the leather shoes are white, and the epaulettes, ribbons, buckles, and knifes are all golden. Wearing a full set of dresses, the swords are clanging when walking. Fu Ping'an feels very awkward, and he feels like he is wearing a monkey and crowned.

"This dress is too exaggerated," he said, unbuttoning the buckle of the stand-up collar, "a little tight."

"Take it off, I'll help you change it." Mu Lan said, "You look at your trouser legs, which are one inch shorter. Who made you grow so tall?"

"Will you change your clothes?" Fu Ping'an said.

"I'm fussing, I can even use a sewing machine," Mu Lan said. "This dress is handsome, but it's very official, and it's not suitable for wearing when you see President Lin. I suggest you wear casual clothes and visit them in your private capacity."

"That's what I mean," said Fu Ping'an.

Although Xingmatai is located in the tropical region, it inherits many traditions of the British Empire. Even if the gentlemen still wear suits under the scorching sun in the summer, they only changed from a three-piece black tweed to a thin serge material without lining. The color is either pure white or beige, and with white leather shoes and wooden marrow hat, it is a British gentleman.

Mu Lan helped Fu Ping'an to get such a dress, but he still didn't look natural and looked stiff when walking.

...

Just before Fu Ping'an came to the door, there was an emergency in the Lin family. Lin Tianxiang was rushed to the hospital for a stroke. There were many children and grandchildren in the Lin family. After hearing the news, they rushed from all directions. However, these children and grandchildren were not qualified to enter the ward. Only the eldest son of the eldest son could visit the old ancestor.

Lin Tianxiang's eldest son is Lin Changrong. He is currently assisting his father in hosting the Chinese Chamber of Commerce. He only has one son under his knees but died young. Fortunately, he left behind a pair of twin grandchildren, and finally retained his bloodline. His grandson is Lin Wei and his granddaughter is Lin Zuer. They are all top students who just graduated from Nanyang Technological University in Singapore this year.

The Lin family is powerful, but it is only in the overseas Chinese community. There are many people who can bully them. Needless to say, the military, police and Xiante, Lloyds' capitalists can also ride on the heads of overseas Chinese to shit. As Chinese, they have never been able to accept it.

Outside the special care unit of the hospital, there were children and grandchildren of the Lin family, but it was silent and no one dared to make noise. The life and death of the ancestors were related to the major changes in the Lin family. The ownership of dozens of laundry shops, restaurants, and rice shops was probably going to be reshuffled and divided.

Lin Changrong came out of the ward with a serious expression. Several of his brothers surrounded him and asked in a low voice. Lin Changrong did not answer and only let Lin Wei and Lin Zuer go in.

The twin brother and sister walked into the ward and thought that the old ancestor would be connected to various pipelines and wires, and their lives would be hanging on the line, but they saw a old ancestor who was as strong and tough as before.

"Old ancestor is fine, it's important to find you two." Lin Tianxiang said, "There will be a distinguished guest to visit tomorrow, and you two will accompany your grandfather to receive it."

The brother and sister were suspicious. When will it be the junior's turn to come forward for the family matters, but the old ancestor said this, and they could not refuse and dare not ask.

After coming out of the ward, Lin Zuer whispered to her brother: "Who can make the ancestor pretend to be sick and disappear."

"It must be a tough guy." Lin Wei said.

It was the grandfather who answered their doubts. Lin Changrong summoned his grandchildren to have a secret talk in the evening, indicating that the person who visited the country was a special counsel for the royal family, or a spy sent from Beijing. He had already conquered Xingmatai, and the next one was our Lin family.

"It's a blessing, not a disaster, it's a disaster," Lin Changrong sighed, "Although Xingmatai is a small country, the political situation is complicated, and it's difficult for us to do it in the middle. You two are the rising stars of the Lin family, and it's time to come out and stand on their own for the family."

Lin Wei and Lin Zuer looked at each other, the storm was about to come and the wind was coming, and the Xingmatai was about to start a storm.

The next day, Lin Wei and Lin Zuer were waiting at the gate early in the morning, waiting for the convoy to arrive, but the convoy did not appear. A three-wheeled motorcycle came in. A young man got out of the car, with a buzzing sunglasses, tall and handsome, T-shirt, big shorts, backpack, and a SLR camera around his neck. He looked like a tourist.

"May I ask, is this Lin Mansion?" the tourist asked with the map, speaking authentic Mandarin.

"Sorry, who are you looking for?" Lin Zuer asked.

"My name is Fu Ping'an, and I made an appointment with Mr. Lin Tianxiang." The visitor reported to his house.

Lin Wei and Lin Zuer were both stunned. Isn’t this title very scary? Why did a young man come? You can’t make a mistake?

But they still politely invited Fu Ping'an into the door, saying that the ancestor Weng suddenly felt uncomfortable and was admitted to the hospital yesterday. Now it was Lin Changrong who was in charge of family affairs and the meeting was still the same.

Fu Ping'an has heard that the old guy avoided seeing him to express an attitude, but the visit cannot be cancelled. Everyone he met is seen, and seeing him is also an attitude.

The Lin Mansion is located in the core of Xingmatai City. More than a hundred years ago, the Lin family took root here. It combines Chinese and Western architecture, has a spacious courtyard, and a rich exotic style. Lin Changrong is dressed in Tang Dynasty costume to welcome guests at the door of the living room. The living room is decorated with red sandalwood furniture and the oil painting portraits of Matteo I. It is mixed and matched in a strange way.

Lin Changrong smiled and made various preparations in his heart.

After some greetings, Fu Ping'an said that I came this time mainly to interview Mr. Lin, because I wanted to write a paper about the history of overseas Chinese in Xingmatai. The old man's life is quite legendary, and it would be a pity not to leave the story to future generations.

This was a topic that Lin Changrong had not expected. He was not prepared. Fortunately, his two grandsons read a lot of books and were quite familiar with this area. The conversation between young people was less concise and more sincere. They chatted very well and had a very erotic relationship. After the conversation, they added Facebook to each other.

At noon, Lin Changrong left a meal, but Fu Ping'an politely declined, saying that he had already made an appointment with Matteo Ci for dinner.

"Then I dare not compete with Your Majesty for someone." Lin Changrong smiled and sent Fu Ping'an Gong out. After watching him leave, he immediately took his grandchildren to the hospital and reported to the old ancestor.

After listening to the report, Lin Tianxiang shook his head and sighed: "No matter what he said, in the eyes of outsiders, he has a relationship with the Lin family."

Lin Wei said: "I think this person is quite ordinary and has no ambitions."

Lin Zuer also said: "He is quite talented in conversation and has clear eyes. Maybe he is just Matteo's friend."

Lin Changrong glanced at his granddaughter: "It would be fine if this is in his own home. If you call His Majesty that outside, the Lin family will be in trouble."

Lin Zuer stuck out her tongue.

"Father, what should I do?" Lin Changrong couldn't hide his worries.

"Which side do you think your Majesty and the Prime Minister will win?" Lin Tianxiang asked back.

"There is no doubt that Prime Minister Marquez has a greater chance of winning. His Majesty is alone. Even if he adds this kid, he is just a bunch of dolls and cannot accomplish a big deal."

Lin Tianxiang nodded: "If a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall and stands in the wrong team, the family's century-old foundation will be destroyed. We cannot be wrong, but we cannot offend this side. Evergreen, you know what to do."

"I understand, father." Lin Changrong nodded. As a businessman, he naturally had the means to communicate with the government. He knew a member of parliament, Marquez. Anyway, the royal family could not hide the matter of contacting the Lin family. It would be better to report it directly.

...

The seaside, the Prime Minister's Residence, is a colonial-style building. Prime Minister Marquez holds meetings in the official residence conference room every week. This private meeting is smaller than the cabinet meeting, and all the participants are his hard-core confidants.

Marquez is in control of His Majesty's movements. Superintendent Thiago is the spy that Marquez lies beside His Majesty. The king's every move is reported to the Prime Minister through him. Matteo made Chinese friends, established Anlan Company, and even searched Chinese wood and smuggled them to China. These are not only impossible to hide from Marquez, but they are even done with his acquiescence, because Marquez really wants to know what this little king wants to do.

Another MP came to report that His Majesty sent his Chinese friend Fu Ping'an to visit the Lin family, but the Lin family was very tactful and did not get on the pirate ship, so they turned around and sold the king.

Marquez asked the MP to tell Lin Changrong that he would continue to maintain contact with Fu Ping'an, and it would be best to have in-depth contact and make friends.

"This boy wants to do something adults," said the Minister of the Interior. "He's better not to play politics, that's playing with fire. If he really has this idea, I suggest deposing him as soon as possible."

Marquez shook his head: "No, that will cause imbalance. Without a king, there must be a new head of state, and the presidential election will cause greater conflict. Lloyds and the military will have ideas."

The Minister of the Interior said: "You can't let him do whatever he wants. I think he should blackmail a large amount of money from the Lin family and use the money to hire an army to launch a coup."

Marquez said: "At present, there is indeed such a possibility. We just need to wait for his mercenaries to catch up when they get ashore. With evidence, we can block all the mouths of all parties, which means we can depose him, but we still need a new king."

The Minister of the Interior said: "A girl should be very well-behaved and obedient."

Everyone knows that the former king is unruly and has constant love and debt, but in law, there are only two children, the son is Matteo Tibiliu. He has another daughter brought back to France by his ex-wife. After the former king passed away, no one cared about the mother and daughter. This daughter is a good candidate to replace Matteo Ci.

Marquez is preparing for the future and will first find the princess.
Chapter completed!