Emperor Jing looked alert.
You kid... my treasury has just been replenished, and others didn't set their sights on it, but you did!
How much money would it cost to reach the entire overseas and influence people's hearts with culture?
Doesn't this cost me my life?
Fang Zheng saw through his father-in-law's thoughts at a glance and felt extremely contemptuous.
So stingy!
That's all I'm asking you to spend some money. Am I not doing this to help your Li family?
"If Your Majesty feels that you are in financial difficulty, I am willing to sell everything I have to help you accomplish this. I just don't know if Your Majesty is willing to do so!" Fang Zheng shouted.
Li Yuanzhao was sitting next to him, playing with a lighter in his hand, and sneered contemptuously.
Here he comes again!
Emperor Jing was a little embarrassed: "I think your idea is good, but there are still some points for discussion. Even if I decide to do it, how can I spend your money? Zhengyi, you think too much."
"Your Majesty, what other aspects do you think need to be discussed?" Fang Zheng asked.
Emperor Jing pondered, "Where should we start, what form should we use... and how much silver do we need?"
You're just asking about money, right? You're beating around the bush.
Fang Zheng knew it very well, but his expression remained the same: "In fact, I think it would be best to start with the Holy City. The church has occupied the Holy City for a long time, and its image and status have long been deeply rooted in people's hearts."
"The Holy City was reduced to ruins by the previous chaos, and now is the time to rebuild it. I think we should allocate some resources to the Holy City and take the initiative to build hospitals, schools, and houses for the people. The architectural style used should be carefully considered, combining local characteristics with the overall scenery."
"We can make it look good, aesthetically pleasing and practical, and then help the holy city re-plan, organize the streets, divide the functional areas, and finally restore the city order. This means we have a good start."
"The subsequent part will be handled by merchants. The goods produced by Dajing will be printed with distinctive patterns and texts, and then packaged with a cultural story for vigorous publicity. Secondly, Dajing's local market culture will be spread to the Holy City. After it has been transformed and gained fans in the local area, it will be distributed to other countries."
"With three measures in place, we will see results within two years!" Fang Zhengyi paused, "As for how much it will cost..."
"I think the main thing is to help the merchants who go out to sea. Our expenses are the largest in the initial stage of helping the Holy City rebuild. In this case, one million taels is enough. Moreover, after the investment, we may also be able to harvest a large amount of output from the Holy City?"
It turned out to be only one million taels?
There is output for input!
Emperor Jing was so stunned at first that he could hardly breathe until he heard the amount of money, and then he immediately felt relieved.
"Zhengyi, you said it very well! I will pay for the one million taels!"
Fang Zhengyi pursed his lips twice and said, "Since Your Majesty has agreed, how about I draw up a detailed plan and send it overseas after Your Majesty's approval?"
Emperor Jing said generously, "That's fine! Just do as you say. It's just one million taels. It's a good thing to do. There's no need to bring it up for further discussion!"
"Your Majesty is wise! I would like to recommend this man to Your Majesty today. This man will surely be able to show his talents overseas and make our Dajing's reputation soar!"
Emperor Jing was excited: "There is such a talented person! Who is this person and where is he?"
"Wu Sheng!"
"..." Emperor Jing's expression instantly fell, and countless indescribable news appeared in his mind.
This guy is not an unknown person. If such a person goes overseas, how can he promote the culture of Dajing?
"Uh... is he okay?"
"Of course he can do it! Even if I can't do it, he can!" Fang Zhengyi was extremely confident.
He had nothing to say about Master Wu's talent, even though he was not on the right path.
But ordinary people don’t like to take the right path!
Master Wu is the godfather of the entertainment industry and the god of urban culture!
Isn't this a strong promotion of mentoring overseas?
"Ah...well...let's give it a try, but it's better to let him be more restrained. He doesn't need to be so talented..." Emperor Jing's voice sounded a little depressed.
Things suddenly seemed not as beautiful as Fang Zhengyi described...
The train moved forward, and finally entered Taoyuan County as the two men talked in detail.
The train door opened wide, and Fang Zhengyi accompanied Emperor Jing to get off the train first.
All the officials got off the car one after another, and many of them held their waists and sighed.
It's really fucking uncomfortable to wait for a seat like this. It doesn't have the novelty of the first time I took the train. It has become a torture.
After everyone got off the bus, Fang Zhengyi led the crowd forward.
Taoyuan County's top officials were already waiting outside the station, including Master Ao Chen and Wu, as well as Xie Xian and several reporters.
Today is also a moment to witness a major event, and journalists are indispensable.
Everyone saluted, and Emperor Jing glanced at Master Wu with a strange expression.
This guy looks like a scholar, how could he do such a thing...
Will there really be no problems if it is placed overseas... Never mind, since it is recommended by Zhengyi, I will give it a try.
Ao Chen was in front, guiding everyone to the location of the skyscraper.
Fang Zhengyi moved closer to Wu Sheng and whispered, "Master Wu, what have you been busy with recently?"
"Master, you cancelled the exterior view of Xueyue Tower with just one sentence. Now many people are questioning me. This stock problem is very serious! Many people are insisting on continuing the construction of Xueyue Tower... It's so miserable." Wu Sheng shook his head and sighed.
"It's not hard, it's not hard. I have an important task for you to do. I've been thinking about it for a while. Are you interested?" Fang Zheng tempted. "If you can do it, you will be famous all over the world!"
"Oh? Please go ahead, sir." Wu Sheng became interested.
"How about going overseas to use your expertise to promote our Dajing culture?"
"Hiss..." Wu Sheng took a breath and said in confusion, "No way, Master, I'm already this old. If you ask me to go overseas, isn't that going to kill me?"
"Tsk, I'll arrange the best ship for you, with an independent cabin. You can be the same as you are at home on the ship. I guarantee you won't have to endure any hardship. Once you're overseas, no one will restrict you. You can show off your strengths to your heart's content!" Fang Zhengyi's voice was like the devil's whisper, "There are so many materials in the world. If you only limit yourself to the big scenes, it's a waste of your talent."
"It's the world's loss if you don't go. How many men have experienced a whole new life because of you? Now you still have a chance to make another breakthrough. Isn't that wonderful?"
"When you go there, first, you can fully display your talents, second, you won't waste your life with regrets, and third, you can increase the influence of Dajing and build your theme park outside. I believe in you and you will create a miracle!" Fang Zheng rubbed his hands and said secretly.
Go away! Going overseas to cause trouble for others and then staying in Dajing to innovate is really unbearable for my heart... Talents of the information age should not exist in the industrial age at all!
Wu Sheng still had a lot of concerns in his heart, but he was a little more excited.
"Well... let me think about it."
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