I was the Founding Father of the United States

Chapter 124 Hanfu Hu Ji

Chapter 124 Hanfu Hu Ji

There are many foolish people in the world, but there is never a shortage of intelligent people.

Truly intelligent people never stay at the bottom forever; they know when to be conservative and when to take risks.

David Jones and the others believed that following Sir Chen to the New World, though risky, would be extremely rewarding, so they made their choice.

Chen Wenbin, who is in the startup phase, also needs capable followers, and of course, he cannot turn them away—as for loyalty?

Haha, in the minds of ordinary people, loyalty is indeed a noble personal virtue, but in the eyes of rulers, loyalty is just a choice made after weighing the pros and cons.

So Chen Wenbin listened to David Jones's words, offered him some encouragement, and then summoned the three lawyers who had come to Paris with him—Marvin, Jenkins, and Brooke—to his study and accepted their allegiance.

He sat behind his desk and said to David Jones and the three lawyers, "I can give each of you three-thousandths of the Southern Development Corporation's shares, or, like the others, I can give you certificates of farmland options in North America."

The former requires you to pay £500 in cash, the latter requires five shillings per acre, the choice is yours!

Of course, you can choose both; I would be very happy to accept that!

The four looked at each other, and David Jones was the first to speak: "Lord, I choose both!"

But I only have £450 right now—can I pay the rest later?

Chen Wenbin smiled faintly, "Why not? Since you've chosen to believe me, I'm naturally willing to believe your promises as well—I don't lack money right now, I only lack loyal people!"

"Your Excellency! I'll choose them all too!"

The oldest of the remaining three, 45-year-old lawyer Jenkins, then laughed and said, "I have £670, and I'd like to build my North American estate next to your castle!"

"Me too!"

"That's right! I believe you!"

Brooke and Marvin quickly chimed in, knowing this was Chen Wenbin testing them. If they weren't willing to pay for company shares, they would likely be kicked out of the inner circle like the ordinary immigrants who bought land, which would be incredibly foolish.

"very good!"

Boss Chen was very satisfied with their performance. In his mind, the shares of Southern Development Company were a core tool to win over his subordinates. To enter the core level, one either needed to have original shares or have outstanding ability and contributions to obtain shares from him.

Currently, David Jones and his group are receiving 0.3%, but new members will receive 0.2%, 0.1%, and so on, until they have no company shares, only land. Eventually, new immigrants may only be given resident status, and becoming a full citizen will require passing an exam and demonstrating outstanding abilities.

This approach isn't anything new; all successful empires and ruling groups, and even slightly successful companies and organizations throughout human history, have operated in this way without exception.

The secret to the success of the human race lies in its ability to efficiently organize and mobilize people through narratives, identities, and hierarchies. As for equality for all—that's a new rhetoric invented after the Enlightenment to appease and mobilize the majority of the ruled, and it doesn't work now.

For the next two weeks.

Chen Wenbin continued to work as a doctor in Paris, using his medical skills and medicines to befriend the French upper class. At the same time, he recruited skilled craftsmen from all walks of life and acquired and copied various books, especially books and archives about the East.

A year ago, due to the "Lavalette affair" and the Jesuit priests' oath of allegiance to the Pope, the French High Court and Prime Minister Choisel advocated banning the Jesuits.

After more than a year of negotiations, Louis XV finally compromised and recently signed a decree formally banning the Jesuits. A large amount of Jesuit assets were seized by the French government, including many books and archives.

The archives of Oriental missionaries that Chen Wenbin had previously seen in the Louvre Royal Library came from the Jesuit College in Paris.

With Louis XV's permission, Chen Wenbin obtained authorization to copy some Jesuit documents—documents that were of little use to France, but which Chen Wenbin considered to have immeasurable value.

For example, a Jesuit missionary with the Chinese name "Wei Kuangguo" wrote "The Tartar Wars," which truthfully depicted the atrocities committed by the Qing army in Guangdong at the end of the Ming Dynasty, as well as some observations of the Manchu court.

There was also a missionary whose Chinese name was "Jin Nige," who left behind many sketches of Chinese architecture and figures from the late Wanli period. Chen Wenbin was particularly struck by the clothing depicted in these figure sketches.

This record shows genuine Ming Dynasty Hanfu, worn by men, women, children, officials, gentry, and commoners alike. In the East today, these Han Chinese garments can probably only be found in tombs.

These materials greatly interested Chen Wenbin. He even had Catherine and the maids make two sets of Hanfu (traditional Han clothing) using a sewing machine, based on the clothing styles in the sketches and incorporating modern aesthetics, and then had Catherine wear them.

I must say, the British blonde Orangutan wearing Hanfu does indeed have a unique charm.

Even when Boss Chen himself put on a moon-white scholar's robe, his demeanor changed from that of a British gentleman to that of an oriental nobleman.

Of course, he has short hair; long hair would probably suit this outfit better.

On the morning of May 6th, Chen Wenbin had just woken up when he reached for the empty space beside him.

"—Catherine?"

He sat up and called out, but found no trace of her in the bedroom. He then got up, put on his pajamas, and opened the bedroom door, almost bumping into Tina, the maid who brought him water to wash his face and a towel.

The brown-haired maid blushed when she saw Lord Chen's well-proportioned and muscular physique beneath his silk pajamas. She quickly said, "Master, are you looking for Catherine? She woke up this morning feeling nauseous and vomiting. She's in the washroom next door. The butler would like you to wash up and then come downstairs for breakfast."

Nausea and vomiting —

Chen Wenbin paused for a moment, then relaxed and shook his head, saying, "—Another one? Whatever, it's not like we can't afford to raise one!"

After saying that, he didn't wash his face and went straight to the adjacent bathroom to find Catherine, who was staring blankly at the mirror.

She turned to look at Chen Wenbin, whose face lit up with joy, her voice trembling slightly, "Master—you know?"

A month and a half later, the freckles on her face had faded a lot, and her dark golden hair was very shiny. Her facial features and face shape were seven-tenths similar to Rachel from Friends. However, she didn't look too good now and looked anxious and uncertain.

"Okay, I understand."

Chen Wenbin stepped forward, hugged her, kissed her, and laughed, "What are you thinking? Would I abandon you and the child?"

Think of Mary, I'll take good care of you and the children!

"Oh my God!" Catherine exclaimed excitedly, standing on tiptoe to kiss the man. "I'm so lucky!" Tina, the maid who had come with Chen Wenbin, stared wide-eyed at the sight—