The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

Chapter 633: Nikola Tesla

Zhao Chuanxin slapped the table: "Okay, it's time to negotiate with Marler Gobi. The flowers I've been waiting for for this day are almost gone!"

"this……"

Dabanov thought to himself, could it be that you have been waiting to pay back the money?

Apparently the butt determines the head.

In the minds of the great powers, the only thing the Qing Dynasty can do is cede territory and pay compensation. Even if you win, you may have to pay some compensation.

After getting used to it, your thinking becomes rigid.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at him with bright eyes: "When and where will the negotiations be held?"

Dabanov was excited: "Tomorrow, we will start after lunch. The location is at the Russian Concession Municipal Conference Hall. Mr. Zhao only takes a few minutes to walk from here, less than a mile away."

In fact, the time and place were not decided, but Dabanov was good at making decisions.

Why?

This will obviously boost his reputation and increase the influence of the Russian Concession among the various concessions in Hankou - who else? I was the one who arranged Zhao Chuanxin, and I set the time and place. I just want to ask you if you accept it?

Zhao Chuanxin said, "Why don't you, the Six Kingdoms, bring all the soldiers from Hankou with you then?"

Dabanov panicked: "Mr. Zhao misunderstood, we do not want to start a war."

He came alone, but he was actually quite panicked.

A slight misunderstanding may lead to death.

But I have to come.

Zhao Chuanxin lit a cigarette: "It's better to bring everything. If you want to start a war, Zhao won't be willing to fight with you again and again. Let's fight to the death!"

Dabanov felt nervous, this man is so arrogant!

The total number of soldiers and patrolmen from the Six Nations must be at least one to two thousand.

Are you fighting thousands of people by yourself?

But I remembered the news about Zhao Chuanxin fighting tens of thousands of policemen in New York, USA. The key point is that the tens of thousands of policemen did not take advantage of him.

He was extremely firm and vowed: "Mr. Zhao, please rest assured. I swear on the honor of the cousin of Tsar Nicholas II that this will never happen! Otherwise, we in the Russian Concession will be the first to disagree!"

…

An ocean liner arrives at Hong Kong Island.

In Victoria Harbor, a little old white man with a pale face and a haggard appearance got off the ship carrying a suitcase.

Passengers nearby stayed away from him.

It was already dark. After leaving the port, he grabbed a dock worker who was returning home from get off work and asked in somewhat broken Chinese: "Excuse me, can you tell me how to get to Xuantian Sect?"

The dock worker looked at him suspiciously: "What are you asking Xuantianzong for?"

"I work for Zhao Chuanxin!"

"who?"

"Zhao Chuanxin!"

"Zhuo... do you really recognize our leader?"

"Head?"

Nikola Tesla obviously didn’t understand what being in charge meant.

"Zhao Chuanxin, I work for him."

Chinese was a language he learned unexpectedly on the ship, and his expression and listening skills were not very strong yet.

The dock worker scratched his head: "Come with me, don't lie to me, otherwise our Xuantian Sect wants you to look good!"

Many workers on Hong Kong Island like to use tiger skins as banners. If they have something to do, they can bring it up to Xuantianzong. It’s a good idea!

There are many "volunteers" wearing Xuantian's five-color armbands at the dock, and they are all closely related to Xuantian Sect.

As the New Year approaches, there are people patrolling even at night.

Nikola Tesla followed the dock workers to the Xuantian Sect office in Kowloon.

"I, Nikola Tesla, work for Zhao Chuanxin. Where is Zhao Chuanxin?"

Liu Wang, who just came back from Ao Island, happened to be here on business today.

King Liu is wearing a suit and leather shoes with a coat, and his dressing style is closer to that of Zhao Chuanxin. This outfit was made by Jiang Bo himself, and the price was very high.

He was wearing a top hat, a pocket watch on his chest, shiny leather shoes, and a cigar in his hand. It really looked like that.

He muttered: "This name sounds familiar, where have you heard it? Our leader travels all over the world, not in Hong Kong Island."

Nikola Tesla frowned: "No, can I contact him? I need his help for my experiment."

Are you taking yourself seriously?

King Liu was disdainful.

After following Zhao Chuanxin for a long time, the people of Xuantian Sect did not take foreigners seriously.

They are all defeated!

He held a cigar in his mouth and said carelessly: "Who is our leader? Didn't we just meet him?"

Nikola Tesla thought for a while: "Then help me contact Li Guangzong, he recognizes me."

Seeing that the foreigner didn't seem to be faking it, King Liu took him to the communications room.

Recently, several important offices of Xuantian Sect, such as Causeway Bay, Kowloon and Shek O Peninsula, have been installed with the latest telephones, which do not require hand-cranking while making calls and are powered by batteries.

King Liu called the Xuantian Sect headquarters in Shi'ao Peninsula: "Headmaster Li, there is a foreigner named He Gulas..."

"This is Nikola Tesla!"

"Yes, his name is Nicot, Lasila..."

Li Guangzong's head was full of questions, and he reacted in a moment: "Nikola Tesla?"

"Yes, yes, yes, that's him."

"Is he here?" Li Guangzong raised his voice and said, "Let him answer the phone."

Nikola Tesla spoke with Li Guangzong before coming.

He said directly in English: "Li, I want to see Mr. Zhao."

Li Guangzong said: "Sir is in Hankou. I can try to contact him. How about you come to Xuantianzong headquarters to stay for a few days first?"

"No!" Nikola Tesla said: "I don't want to waste time. Please contact him immediately. I don't know if the laboratory he promised to build for me has been completed."

Li Guangzong said in his heart that he was just going to build a damn lab. The boss was running around and wasted all his money. How could he build a laboratory for you?

But he said, "Don't be impatient. I'll contact your husband first. I'll have someone arrange for you to stay in Kowloon."

Nikola Tesla said: "There is also a large amount of experimental equipment coming with the ship. I need you to send someone to help me unload it. This is very important."

"It's a small matter. You can stay here first, and I'll take care of the rest."

…

Early the next day.

After Zhao Chuanxin washed up, he took out the money and gave it to his apprentice: "Take the money and go have breakfast by yourself. Don't follow me today."

If the Japanese don't have good intentions, there will be danger in a big fight.

Zhao Yixian smiled and said: "Zhao Shenxian, don't worry, I will take good care of Benjamin."

"If Benjamin's survival ability is not as strong as yours, then he is not worthy of being my Zhao Chuanxin's apprentice. It would be easier to die." Zhao Chuanxin said: "As for you, come with me today to see the world first."

Benjamin Goldberg put Dayang in his pocket: "Don't worry, Master, I won't die even if Zhao Yixian dies."

Zhao Yixian: "..."

He really didn't want to follow Zhao Chuanxin into the dragon's pond and tiger's den.

You killed so many people and robbed millions of yen. Can they just let it go?

So what’s the most important thing?

Not only do foreigners think it is natural for the Qing government to cede territory and pay compensation, but even people like Zhao Yixian think it is normal. If you offend foreigners, you have to cede territory and pay compensation. This concept is deeply rooted.

Zhao Chuanxin put on a bulletproof vest and a resolute armor suit before going out.

Benjamin Goldberg also went out with Ganfan and Balvos.

Apart from the Russian Concession, he saw a breakfast shop and ordered some food.

Benjamin Goldberg, who has eaten food from many countries, still feels that Chinese food is the most delicious.

A child selling cigarettes with a wooden cigarette case hanging around his neck was passing by and selling cigarettes on the street.

Seeing Benjamin Goldberg feeding two dogs rice cakes and bean curds, he swallowed his saliva and spat: "Bah, foreign devils who waste money."

He thought Benjamin Goldberg couldn't understand.

Who knew that Benjamin Goldberg looked up and said with a smile: "You really want to ruin it, but do you have the money?"

The cigarette peddler's face turned red.

One is to feel humiliated, and the other is to feel embarrassed.

Benjamin Goldberg waved to him: "Come here, I'll treat you to something."

The cigarette seller wanted to have the guts to say "no" loudly, but the rice cake was too fragrant.

He refused in his heart, but his legs were too honest. Both his heart and legs had their own thoughts, so he walked over involuntarily.

"Brother, please give me three more pieces of rice cake, a portion of tofu skin, and ma liu diang. This little brother is very hungry."

The kid selling cigarettes was a little embarrassed, but also felt that this little foreign devil was very special. He was not like other foreign devils who dragged him away for 25,000 to 80,000 yuan and looked like they had their nostrils in the air.

Moreover, the other party can also speak Chinese, although it has a northern accent.

The cigarette seller said mysteriously: "Let me tell you a secret. The night before yesterday, I was at the gate of the Japanese Concession. Guess who I met?"

Benjamin Goldberg sipped his powdered sugar and casually asked, "Who?"

The cigarette seller wolfed down the rice cake and said vaguely: "Mr. Zhao, Zhao Chuanxin, the famous God of War!"

I thought the little foreigner would be surprised, but Benjamin Goldberg just said a faint "Oh": "Very good."

The cigarette seller was immediately unhappy: "You foreigners are afraid of Mr. Zhao, aren't you afraid of him?"

"Afraid, why not?" Benjamin Goldberg chuckled and said, "He slaps me twice every day."

"Bragging!" The cigarette seller dismissed him: "Zhao Chuanxin was going to kill people at his first move. Last night he was killed in the Russian Concession in the dark. The Russians were frightened."

"Yes, yes, you are right, I was right there."

"Humph, it turns out that foreigners also talk big words!" said the cigarette seller: "When I make money, I will become an apprentice, and I will do something big like Mr. Zhao in the future. Mr. Zhao said that I will definitely become a Big shot. Good man, with ambitions everywhere!"

Seeing the high-spirited look of the cigarette-selling kid, Benjamin Goldberg felt something in his heart: A good man has ambitions everywhere?

…

Zhao Chuanxin and Zhao Yixian arrived at the Russian Concession City Hall, took out their binoculars and looked around.

"Go in first. If anyone stops you, just say you came with me."

Zhao Yixian hesitated: "If they shoot directly, wouldn't I die unjustly?"

"You greedy bitch, you can go as long as you are told. What nonsense are you talking about? How can you be worthy of such a big job if you are as timid as a mouse?"

Zhao Yixian, who was as timid as a mouse, didn't know where to put his hands, so he walked to the municipal hall of the Russian Concession, said a few words, and the Russian soldiers let him go.

Zhao Chuanxin observed with a telescope for a long time, but found nothing out of the ordinary.

After about five minutes, Zhao Yixian leaned out of the window on the third floor, waved randomly and then stepped back.

Zhao Chuanxin felt confident.

After tidying up his clothes, Shi Shiran walked over.

The Russian soldier at the door stretched out his hand to stop him, but Zhao Chuanxin glanced at him: "Get out of here."

The Russian soldier was really obedient. He retracted his hand and retreated. Apparently he had received the order in advance.

Zhao Chuanxin went to the third floor.

Dabanov has been waiting in the corridor for a long time. Next to him are Sheng Xuanhuai, Zhao Yixian, Li Weige, and a middle-aged man with short hair and a square face in a suit and tie.

"I've met Mr. Zhao." Dabanov bent down and saluted like a gentleman. There was no trace of the blood feud between him and Zhao Chuanxin for killing his younger brother.

Zhao Chuanxin's hands itched.

But he always refused to punish without teaching.

After Sheng Xuanhuai said hello, he introduced Zhao Chuanxin: "This is Li Weige, the associate director of the board of directors of Hanyeping Coal and Iron Works and the general manager of Hanyang Iron Works."

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the little old man wearing round glasses and nodded politely: "I've heard of you for a long time, Mr. Li."

"It's the old man who has admired his name for a long time!" Li Weige hurriedly bowed.

Sheng Xuanhuai was surprised.

Zhao Chuanxin has always been arrogant, but he didn't expect to look at Li Weige in a different light.

Immediately, Sheng Xuanhuai pointed to the middle-aged man with a square face and said: "This is Zhan Tianyou, whose name is Juancheng, but..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhao Chuanxin hugged Zhan Tianyou and said, "Mr. Zhan is the glory of us Chinese!"

Zhan Tianyou was so flattered that he even said "dare not".

Even Zhao Yixian was stunned now... Who is this Zhan Tianyou? Can the arrogant Zhao Chuanxin be hailed as "the glory of the Chinese people"?