People in Terra, governing a bizarre little country

He had no choice but to come, just as Ernst had warned Amiya not long ago: Rhodes Island was no longer the ordinary medical company it used to be.

To put it simply, given the current mess in Lontinem, would an ordinary company really dare to wade into it without some background or strength?

Governor Lancawood is no ordinary man; he has a wide network of informants. Anyone with a modicum of sense knows that Lontinim urgently needs a large quantity of medicine. So why, apart from donations from other nations, hasn't any company in the Terran countries dared to openly sell their products? Is it because they think it's unprofitable?

Putting aside other things, why haven't large corporations like Trimont in Colombia, such as beach umbrellas and Rhine Life, taken any action?

They were afraid! They were all afraid!

Some things, if you reach out for them, you might actually lose them!

Even companies like Rhine Life Sciences, which are practically branded with Ernst's name, didn't dare to get involved without Ernst's authorization. Levi always referred to himself in a personal capacity, never mentioning his position as "head of a department at Rhine Life Sciences."

But Rhodes Island did it.

Not only did they do it, they did it with complete impunity!

Not only did they act with utter impunity, but the Grand Dukes didn't even say anything! Victoria didn't even do anything! Those who were still observing didn't even utter a sound!

He also had an alumnus in the Colombian Ministry of Defense who privately told him that the Colombian Ministry of Defense intended to use this opportunity to infiltrate the "autonomous" Londinium. But after Rhodes Island's arrival, he never mentioned this again, and whenever he brought up the topic, he would put on a cryptic expression.

The governor of Lankawood dared not think too deeply about the true value behind this.

Therefore, he had to come.

He arrived, and made a grand entrance. Even if Rhodes Island really was just a clueless newbie, he had at least demystified himself.

But he didn't expect that even though he had prepared himself mentally, when he actually saw the mainlanders coming down from Rhodes Island, he almost fell to his knees with a "thud"!

"Mr. Ernst!"

Are you kidding me? Didn't anyone tell him that Ernst was coming to Bluecardwood?

It's one thing for him to come—after all, the Führer had given orders that Ernst was a friend of Columbia and could go wherever he wanted in Columbia. But he actually came by Rhode Island plane!

This company is even more people-oriented now.

Governor Lancawood's forehead was already beaded with cold sweat. He forced a slightly obsequious smile and walked towards Ernst, extending his hand halfway there:

"Mr. Ernst, why didn't you inform us of your upcoming arrival? We would have been happy to welcome you in advance!"

Ernst was also a little embarrassed.

Having a high social status can sometimes be quite troublesome.

His trip to Colombia was, of course, reported to Mark Max. Although it wasn't exactly a diplomatic visit, it involved Agor, the World Summit, and the prehistoric civilization, so Mark Max had a legitimate right to know.

But he didn't say he would come to Bluecard Dock first.

After all, he was only staying here for a day and a half, just out of curiosity as the original author about the adaptation of his work. He came to this "Hollywood" of Terra and really didn't want to cause too much of a commotion.

If he could, he wouldn't even bother the governor of Bluecardwood.

But to everyone's surprise, the other person showed up on their own and recognized him immediately!

Ernst was wearing a mask and a hat!

"This gentleman"

“I am Claudi, Claudi Jefferson, Governor of Bluewood.”

Claudi introduced himself.

"Mr. Claudi, it's a pleasure to meet you. How did you recognize me?"

Claudi 1 returned Ernst Zero a puzzled look, as if trying to determine whether Ernst Zero was making fun of him, or wondering if there was any real meaning behind his words.

But he really couldn't come up with anything, so he could only say:

"Mr. Ernst, your physical characteristics are probably known to everyone in Terra's political circles now, except for the chieftain Sargon who grins at the Adakris slaves and the Rembito businessman whose eyes are filled with Originium mines, right?"

"Your tail, with its smooth, fluffy, and beautiful fur, and the few spots on it, the shades of each spot, are so distinct that many people could probably recite them by heart."

Ernst opened his mouth.

Not surprised.

It's a bit disgusting.

However, you don't need to go into such detail; it has a strong Nantong flavor.

However, Claudi did remind Ernst of something. His disguise methods from his previous life would probably be useless in Terra, since a tail is a very difficult feature to conceal, especially for someone like him with a thick tail.

His fluffy tail can be cuddled for warmth and stroked gently, but it also makes him instantly recognizable to many people.

"Alright, thank you for clearing up my doubts, Mr. Claudi."

Ernst clicked his tongue, suddenly feeling a little ashamed.

No wonder Horhaiya and Vina looked at him so strangely when he talked about "going on an incognito visit" before.

If foreigners are like this, what about the Sherag people? Ernst wanted to go on a secret visit, but what's the difference between that and burying your head in the sand, or wearing the emperor's new clothes in the street?

One is outwardly ashamed but inwardly confident. The other is inwardly confident but is actually running naked.

He didn't want to continue the topic and quickly changed the subject:

“Mr. Claudie, there’s no need for you to go to such lengths. I’ve come to Lancawood simply to see how my film adaptation is going.”

"Adapted into a movie?"

Claudi was slightly taken aback, but quickly realized what he meant.

"The Legend of King Arthur?"

"You know?"

Claudio~ZHUaNQuN:jiusibaer》:sansanlin. nodded naturally:

"of course."

Everything about celebrities gets noticed, especially in Colombia.

This is the biggest difference between Colombia and other Terran countries like Victoria – Colombia has truly reached the level of social development of Ernst's previous life in some areas, and even surpassed it in some high-tech fields!

For example, the Preservator—at least in Ernst's previous life, space carriers only appeared in movies. However, this is also largely due to the different development paths of air power chosen by the two worlds. Terra focused on aerial carriers, while Earth emphasized speed, stealth capabilities, and miniaturization.

Of course, just like the development of Columbia, the Preservator also contained a great deal of pre-civilizational elements, as everyone knows.

As civilization progresses, the issue of privacy is receiving increasing attention, yet it is also being increasingly neglected. Because prying into someone else's private affairs could mean discovering a business opportunity that others might miss.

Moreover, Ernst wrote a book that was to be adapted into a movie, and that was a different matter in the eyes of Victorians and Colombians.

Victorians would pay attention to whether there were any political allusions in it.

Colombians, on the other hand, are more concerned with whether there are any benefits involved.

The former is only of interest to politicians, but the latter could be of great interest to even ordinary small vendors—they might even make some pirated merchandise to capitalize on the hype and make money.

Capitalizing and profiting from everything is a prominent feature of capitalist values.

"I have been following the filming of this movie!"

The governor of Bluewood boasted,

"Whether it's the original work you wrote yourself, or the script that was later adapted for drama, including the special effects, casting, scene action, lighting effects, and so on, everything is top-notch!"

"Believe me, Mr. Ernst, this film will be a masterpiece!"

"To be honest, this movie is about to wrap up filming. I've already arranged a premiere and press conference, inviting celebrities from the political and business worlds, famous directors, film critics, and more to come and see it for themselves!"

"Mr. Ernst, you've come at just the right time!"

Ernst was completely dumbfounded.

He was bewildered by Claudi's enthusiasm, but it's hard to believe he was bewildered by Claudi's enthusiasm.

To be more precise, Ernst had seen this level of flattery and enthusiasm before. But Claudi's tone of voice really made him feel like he was from another era.

He even considered asking Claudi if he had prepared gift boxes of local specialties or something to test the cadres.

He glanced at Claudi with some suspicion. Claudi's smile was genuine, as genuine as could be.

Did he really prepare so many things?

In fact, there is no such thing.

He did prepare a premiere, but it was Beatrice Swire, the investor of "The Legend of King Arthur," who personally approached him to apply for it. He wasn't the organizer; he was just invited to attend.

Lancashire is a movie city, and Governor Claude is quite capable. He doesn't care at all about things like promoting movies, which old-fashioned politicians in Victoria and Letania would disdain. All he knows is that it can boost popularity, promote development, improve his performance record, and make him profit!

If there's profit to be made, who cares about saving face? Even if he really wanted to sell the rope to hang himself, he'd have to ask for a price ten thousand times higher!

But now, he's changed his mind!

Since Ernst values ​​the film adaptation of his book so much, why not go along with it and curry favor with Ernst?

He didn't know what benefit this would bring him. But it certainly wouldn't do him any harm! 3~30

No one who was on good terms with Ernst had ever suffered misfortune! This young man was a lucky charm!

After personally arranging accommodations for Ernst at the top-tier hotel near Terra Studios, Claudi returned to his governor's office and immediately began making phone calls:

"Hello, is this President Wilson?"

"Old Joestar, haha, yeah, it's been a long time. Working at the Department of Defense must be tough... What? We just met three days ago? Let me tell you..."

"Ken, listen to me, have your people contact some of the film critics we usually work with."

After contacting people in China, he still felt it wasn't enough, so he started scrolling through his contacts:

"Hello, Your Excellency Venice, how's the rain in Syracuse? Haha, damp weather isn't good for the elderly. I happen to have a movie showing here; would you be interested in coming to see it?"

"What do you mean? Nothing, it's just that Mr. Ernst Shivaesh came to my Blue Cardwood. Who knows, there might be an international film festival soon? Hmm? Hey, hey? The old man hung up pretty quickly."

Claudi put down his phone, smiling as he continued scrolling through his contacts, his speech already rehearsed in his mind.

[International Film Festival], that's really what he thought.

If we have international music festivals and world expositions, why can't film, which is also one of the seven arts, have its own film festival?

He's quick-witted. Even if he can't convince Ernst to hold an international film festival at the World Film Summit, he can organize it himself! He doesn't need the World Film brand; the Lancawood Film Festival, the Claudie Film Festival, or the Jefferson Film Festival would all work!

Mr. Ernst's mere presence is a windfall of attention; and if he handles this matter well, it will be an enormous political achievement!

At that time, let alone becoming governor, he would be willing to eat luxury cars, drive mansions, and live in gourmet food!

Perhaps he could even use this to run for the next vice president.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but laugh out loud:

"Jie Jie"

Meanwhile, Ernst had just put down his bag at the hotel when he received a call from Swire.

When the call connected, Swire got straight to the point:

"Mr. Ernst, did you sell hooks to that greedy governor?"

After saying that, she seemed to realize it was a bit disparaging of Ernst, so she quickly corrected herself.

"Did that governor sell you a hook?"

Chapter 894 Swire: If Ensiodis knew, wouldn't he be angry?

It's getting late.

Swire rang the doorbell of the Ernst Hotel alone, her face flushed with an unusual blush.

Footsteps came from behind the door and quickly stopped in front of it. Ernst opened the door, peeked out, looked around and saw no one else, then stepped aside to let Swire into the room.

Shih Huai-ya seemed a little awkward and embarrassed.

The moment Ernst closed the door, she apologized:

“Mr. Ernst, I didn’t mean to. Please don’t worry about it.”

Ernst's face darkened.

To be fair, he's not someone who can't take a joke, but the phone call from Swire still made him freeze for several seconds.

If Shih Huai-ya hadn't explained it later, he really wouldn't have known what had happened, what he had done, or when Bluewood had published a "Red Wine Report."

Now that Swire has brought this up again, even though it's an apology, Ernst is still speechless.

"Governor Claude just wants to use my identity to his advantage and gain some popularity. Miss Swire, you're overreacting."

Shih Huai-ya was somewhat speechless.