Chapter 1062: Chapter 13: The Yang Family’s Arrogance Returns
International issues are quite complex and require consideration of various factors.
Leaving other aspects aside for now, just in terms of economics, there are some things that, with my current technology, I can’t produce, or the cost is high, or production is low. For example, sugar, rice, rubber… and on your side, they are dirt cheap.
Might as well buy them, since they’re so cheap.
Coincidentally, I also have some things that I can produce but can’t use up, like tung oil, bristles, and silk. The domestic market can’t digest them, so productivity can’t improve.
If we don’t sell them and they just pile up in warehouses, it’s a pure loss.
That’s why free trade is advocated.
Whether Tushan is weird or not is not something the country needs to consider.
High-quality talents from the United Kingdom, advanced science and technology, and resources and markets from overseas colonies are what the country needs to consider.
If you always hide in your iron turtle shell, how are you going to do business?
If you can’t understand human speech, then we’ll send two warships to circle your doorstep, fire a couple of shells, and let you know we’re pacifists.
But in this era, deploying a naval fleet is also incredibly expensive.
It’s much more economical to send a humanoid battle weapon over to sleep at your doorstep.
This is called deterrence.
The Tushan that Wang Yunxiao encountered was pleasant to talk to, polite, and very restrained, completely different from the lunatic troublemaker Li Mumu described.
Recalling it now, perhaps there were factors influencing it.
Some fanciful quantum state AI, boasting so high and mighty, still needs basic hardware support in this era, like that supercomputer assembled by UK scientists.
That’s her Achilles’ heel.
Whether Tushan still has any tricky ideas, Wang Yunxiao doesn’t know, but anyway, the most important thing today is accompanying Li Mumu to choose a wedding dress.
The wedding dress styles of this era are quite traditional, mainly white and cream, and the wedding dress is the dress, with the veil referring to the headpiece. The style of the wedding dress isn’t much different from formal Western evening dresses.
In traditional cultures, white symbolizes chastity.
Some women, whether open-minded inwardly or in action, completely unaware of this meaning, just know they are particularly romantic and good-looking.
Strictly speaking, Li Mumu shouldn’t wear a white wedding dress.
It has nothing to do with her personally, mainly because of the witch lineage inherited from Li Ya’s side, which emphasizes freedom and openness, not wearing a white wedding dress, or even not marrying at all.
Mu Yuming also doesn’t have it. Traditional Chinese weddings require the bride to wear red dresses.
So, it’s understandable why the father-in-law feels a sense of regret.
If the father-in-law wants to take a look, then let him. He’s of a significant age and doesn’t have any material pursuits anymore.
There are few ready-made bridal shops specifically selling wedding dresses in Tianmen City; you have to go to the Seaside District where there are more overseas immigrants to find them.
Wang Yunxiao and Li Mumu drove around the streets many times before finding a suitable place.
Suitable, meaning a high-end bespoke shop that can catch the eye of Eldest Miss Li.
When Wang Yunxiao pushed open the shop door, he found there were already customers inside.
A few sturdy men in short-sleeves turned their unsavory gaze over.
“Sorry, the shop is not convenient for receiving guests right now. Please come back later.”
The man leading said “sorry” but didn’t show any hint of genuine apology and even casually touched something protruding from his waist.
Ugh… has the situation in the Seaside District gotten complicated again?
It’s not his area; Wang Yunxiao didn’t have much to say as his gaze passed over the bodyguards and landed on a young man in a suit inside, facing away from him.
Haven’t seen him before, not familiar.
With the tinkling of a bell, Li Mumu followed him inside and, seeing the situation, instinctively asked, “Whose people are these, putting on such airs?”
The lead bodyguard sneered and stepped forward, reaching out to push Wang Yunxiao on the chest.
He pushed but didn’t move him.
Wang Yunxiao turned his head and asked Li Mumu, “Are you sure this is a legitimate shop? Why do I feel like it’s an illegal den? Maybe we should go somewhere else?”
Li Mumu thought for a moment, stepped out of the door, and took another look at the shop front.
The lead bodyguard looked impatient and said, “Sir, a little convenience, please.”
He put more effort into his push but still didn’t move him.
“Don’t touch me, keep your hands off.”
Wang Yunxiao kindly advised him not to make trouble out of nothing.
What kind of bad habits are these, who taught you that?
Failing to move him twice, the bodyguard leader looked even worse, but just then, a woman’s voice inside suddenly exclaimed, “Section Chief Wang? Is that you?”
“Cheng Xuefei?”
Wang Yunxiao raised an eyebrow slightly; indeed, life is full of unexpected encounters.
Out shopping for wedding dresses and ending up running into Eldest Miss Cheng… it’s not exactly unexpected, as Wang Yunxiao had heard of the upcoming marriage alliance between the Cheng Family and the Yang Family.
Since Cheng Xuefei is here, then these bodyguards…
Wang Yunxiao turned his gaze back to the face of the person in front of him: “Are you guys from the Yang Family?”
The bodyguard’s leader’s expression changed slightly; just those few words made him realize that this young man in front of him wasn’t a nobody, and his previous attitude might have been a bit excessive.
He wondered how to apologize and ease the atmosphere without losing face for his master when Wang Yunxiao said, “You’re not local Yang Family members, right? Daring to talk to me like this?”
Where did you get the courage?
“Yang Er, stand down.”
At this time, the young man in the suit in the shop finally turned around, his sharp gaze sweeping over Wang Yunxiao, discreetly sizing him up.
“I don’t know, sir…”
“Do you also want to die?”
Wang Yunxiao interrupted him unceremoniously, leaned in, and shouted inside, “Captain Cheng, is this your fiancé? Just came from abroad?”
A sharp look flashed in the young man’s eyes, just as he was about to speak, Cheng Xuefei, wearing a wedding dress, quickly stepped out from the fitting room, raised a hand to stop him, and turned to Wang Yunxiao, her gaze falling on his military uniform, stupefied.
“Section Chief Wang, you’re…”
“I’ve been transferred to the Navy side now.”
“I really didn’t know, just heard my brother mention you a few days ago. It’s all a misunderstanding, no need to be so tense.”
Cheng Xuefei quickly understood what was going on and hurried to mediate.
“Let me introduce you; this is my fiancé, Yang Jian, just returned from overseas, not familiar with our special situations here. Don’t take it personally.”
Yang Jian?
Yang Jian?
What a tough nickname.
Just returned from overseas… no wonder, such a temper.
The look in Wang Yunxiao’s eyes at Cheng Xuefei became meaningful. You haven’t even told your handsome fiancé the basic common sense of local life; this relationship truly is subtle.