Wei Shi casually signed an 18th century check that couldn’t be cashed, and Louis XV smiled and raised Contestant Wei into nobility on the spot. At the end of the cabinet meeting, Red, who’d also seized a bourgeoise card squeezed in, holding up an empty check as he shouted, “I want to buy it too!”
The King’s secretary hesitated, “There isn’t enough land...”
Red waved his hand, “Who wants land, just give me a ribbon, make me Baron Qiukui!”
Caesar quickly obtained inspiration from this and slapped the card in his hand, “I want to be the domineering Phantom Caesar, Duke of Darkness––”
Little Ran couldn’t stand it anymore, “Are you stupid? How much money do you have to put up just to become a Baron? Ah? Baron is already going against the heavens! If you want to be a Duke, go outside and turn left to buy a plug-in, okay?!”
Behind them, countless players swarmed in. At the same time, the few remaining bourgeoisie cards in the Palace of Versailles caused the contestants to enter battle again. Wu Jin defended Vera and turned to go, “Wei Yan just now seemed to have kind of intended to take action, but there were too many people, and he couldn’t make his move. As for Ning Fengbei––”
Chu Chu perked up her ears, waiting to hear Wu Jin’s complaints.
Unexpectedly, Contestant Wu sighed in praise, “She’s pretty good.”
Vera’s tone was proud, “She can cause trouble, but she can’t beat me in a fight.”
Wu Jin’s eyes curved. The Red and White Roses of the Hyacinth Show each had their own advantages––Ning Fengbei was like Wu Jin in the Crosson Show. She could be the brains of a team, but her individual combat ability was B+ or A-.
Wu Jin tilted his head, his eyes darting over to look at the big boss.
This new Baron was tall, broad, and handsome.
The man reached out.
Wu Jin handed the card over to the big boss, their palms brushing with the card between them. Wei Shi pulled him over to himself, and Wu Jin bumped shoulders with the big boss skillfully, “Fortunately, we managed it.”
The lines on the corners of the man’s mouth loosened slightly.
This rabbit he’d raised up had not only learned to jump and bounce around, it had also learned to carry carrots on its back as it overran the whole field.
Wu Jin suddenly remembered that Louis XV had seemed a little shocked when the big boss had told him which title he wished to be conferred. He asked, “Which Baron were you conferred as?”
Wei Shi raised his brow and opened his mouth.
Wu Jin processors instantly crashed, “Wh-what! &#k2026;”
To the side, Chu Chu clattered over, “Let’s go, let’s go, let’s go rest! Little Witch, was everything you said real? Relying on financial leverage&#k2013;&#k2013;”
Wu Jin shook his head quickly, “Leverage can’t be created out of nothing! France’s defeat and the simultaneous decline in the prestige of the hegemonic countries made financial depression inevitable. Funding war through commerce refers to industrial business, not some crooked scheme&#k2026;”
Chu Chu was still stuck on the idea, “If an advanced financial system was introduced during the 18th century––”
Wu Jin thought about it, “The cornerstone for finance is trust. It’s likely that trust in capital and the trust of the public would fall together. With the Great Depression, prices would soar. Probably the one sent to the guillotine won’t be Louis XVI, but Louis XV.”
CZYTASZ
Surprise! The Supposed Talent Show Was Actually-?!
Science Fiction-for offline purposes only - Book 1 Synopsis: Wu Jin, as a trainee from a certain entertainment company, had a peerless, stunning face. He was qualified to debut as a lead performer even if he just sat there and did nothing. After signing up for a...
