My hotel is full of emperors throughout history.

(The previous dynasties are all parallel worlds, which will only affect the unearthed cultural relics and will not change reality, otherwise there would definitely be a time paradox.)

"Registered capital...paid-in capital...capital verification report...company articles of association...and a commercial registered address?"

Liu Che rubbed his temples, looking puzzled.

"I... I just wanted to open a trading company to exchange goods and services, why is it more difficult than deploying troops?"

"Your rules for later generations are truly meticulous."

Chen Mo parked the car and turned around to explain.

"This is called a society governed by the rule of law and a market economy access system."

"To prevent shell companies from deceiving people and to protect transaction security."

Chen Mo walked to the back door, but before he could open it, he heard sounds coming from the courtyard.

"One two!"

"I don't want to!"

Chen Mo's lips twitched, and he yanked open the back door.

Then, they saw Li Shimin, Zhu Di, Zhu Yuanzhang, and Ying Zheng sitting in the courtyard playing cards.

Chen Mo: ? ? ?

"Seriously, are all of you emperors that idle?"

Chen Mo looked at Li Shimin, who had just launched the bomb.

"Didn't you just leave at noon? Why are you here again now?"

"War is imminent; is it appropriate for the emperor to be away from the court?"

"One three."

Li Shimin played a card, looked at Chen Mo who walked in, and had a self-righteous expression on his face.

"I have just dispatched Li Jing, Hou Junji and others to lead an expedition against Tuyuhun. The provisions and weapons have been delivered and the strategy has been decided."

"The generals will make decisions on the front lines, and I will keep an eye on the overall situation from the rear."

"The court has its own people keeping things stable. Compared to that, isn't it more important for me to study future ingenuity to prepare for unforeseen circumstances?"

"This is... a well-thought-out plan!"

Chen Mo's lips twitched violently.

Their gazes turned to Old Zhu and the other two.

"And what about you guys? I remember the history books describe you as workaholics who wished you could spend twenty-five hours a day on government affairs! Especially you, Old Zhu!"

"I have made all the arrangements. With Meng Yi here, there is nothing to worry about."

"Me too, anyway, with the boss around, the court won't collapse even without me."

Zhu Di looked completely unconcerned.

"Tsk—"

Zhu Yuanzhang then threw out a pair of twos and pursed his lips.

"We had no choice back then! Those bastards under us were all cunning and lazy, their memorials were long and tedious, and they required our personal approval for even the smallest things!"

"Working like crazy, and still so inefficient!"

"But after I looked up your methods on my phone a few days ago, things like performance management and bottom-ranking elimination."

"Let's go back and give it a try. In addition, let's set up our own cabinet, which you mentioned to us before."

"Plus the cameras we bought from you, we'll have someone keep a close watch on them."

"Anyone who dares to slack off will have their pay docked."

"As for policy matters, let's have the cabinet categorize the memorials according to their importance and urgency, and draft proposed solutions."

"We only need to focus on the key points and set the direction!"

"Hey, guess what?"

Old Zhu had a smile on his face.

"That saves us a lot of trouble! With that time left, we can focus on some really important things—like the anti-counterfeiting measures for the paper money you mentioned, or researching the steam engine..."

Chen Mo looked at the four people who were still playing cards and his lips twitched again.

"So you came here to do some research, but after all that, you just ended up playing cards here?"

"How can you call our emperor's affairs playing cards?"

Zhu Di retorted with dissatisfaction.

"That's called a work-life balance! Don't you understand, kid?"

"Exactly! If you weren't here, would we be playing cards here?"

"that is!"

Zhu Yuanzhang muttered something to himself, then casually tossed out a bomb, making the cards on the table jump, displaying great power.

"And another thing, those anti-counterfeit banknotes you mentioned, and those shiny glassware and mirrors—we still haven't seen a trace of them!"

"We're getting impatient...we're almost losing it!"

"The Ministry of Public Works is eagerly waiting!"

"We're preoccupied with important matters, so we came to check on the progress and, incidentally... well, to relax a bit. Isn't that perfectly normal?"

He glanced at Chen Mo.

"And what do you do? You come back and immediately accuse us of being idle!"

"That's right, the car I ordered still hasn't arrived!"

Li Shimin also spoke up.

"I……"

Chen Mo opened his mouth.

"The glass products you requested are all custom-made and take time. And what can I do about the car if they haven't called?"

"I'm not Doraemon, I don't have a four-dimensional pocket!"

"What kind of dream?"

Zhu Yuanzhang didn't hear clearly.

"It's nothing, it's just a robot cat. It has a pocket that can produce anything."

"Then hurry up and change!"

Old Zhu looked impatient.

Do you know how short of money we are right now?

Chen Mo: ...

Seeing this, Li Lizhi stepped forward at the opportune moment, gave a graceful bow to the emperors, and spoke in a clear and gentle voice.

"Manager Chen has been running around all afternoon. He took my father to take care of important matters in the morning, and then took us to the hospital in the afternoon. He must be exhausted by now."

"We will definitely notify you all as soon as we arrive."

Seeing this, Old Zhu felt embarrassed to ask any further questions.

Seeing Li Lizhi speaking up for Chen Mo, Li Shimin said with a hint of sourness.

"Didn't I go for a check-up this afternoon?"

"Why are you only getting back now? It's almost evening."

Chen Mo sat down in the chair and answered.

"Oh, after reading that, I took Lao Liu to register a company, but it didn't work out..."

"Register a company?"

Everyone immediately became interested.

They even stopped playing cards.

Ying Zheng looked at the three people who had discarded their cards, then at the cards in his own hand, and said anxiously.

"No, I'm almost out of cards! Are you guys getting rid of the game?"

"We've won so many rounds, it's finally my turn, and then you guys..."

Ying Zheng was indignant.

"Is it because you can't accept defeat?"

"Hey Chen, what kind of company were you talking about earlier?"

Old Zhu and the other two pretended not to hear and asked Chen Mo with great interest.

Chen Mo sighed.

"A company is like a business in your area. With the government's permission, it can engage in all kinds of buying and selling and transactions."

Chen Mo's gaze swept over the crowd.

As soon as Chen Mo finished speaking, the eyes of all the emperors lit up.

"If that's the case, then if we start a company, wouldn't we be able to purchase large quantities of goods from you and ship them back to the Ming Dynasty?"

Old Zhu pondered for a moment, then, as if suddenly remembering something, hurriedly asked.

"Then could we open an arms company and buy weapons from you to send back to the Ming Dynasty?"

"No!"

Chen Mo rejected the idea expressionlessly.

"Why!"

Old Zhu was still somewhat unwilling.

He had originally planned to acquire the technology and manufacture it himself, but the rebar made him give up on the idea.

Although it's possible to manufacture them, they certainly won't be as good as modern ones.

"All arms-related companies are state-owned enterprises; private individuals shouldn't even think about it!"

"Don't even think about it here, at least not here!"

joke!

If you're a private individual running an arms company here, who are you planning to sell to?

"Is there really no way at all?"

Old Zhu still wouldn't give up.

"At least I didn't!"

Chen Mo shrugged.

"Forget it, old man, if we can't buy it, we can't buy it! It's good enough to buy more modern stuff and ship it back!"

Zhu Di kept comforting him.

"Shut up! Did we give you permission to speak?"

Old Zhu turned around and glared fiercely at Zhu Di.

Seeing this, Zhu Biao stepped forward.

"Father, it's really not Manager Chen's fault."

"Hey! Biao'er's right, we really can't blame that kid!"

Old Zhu was silent for a moment, then sighed.

Zhu Di: ? ? ?

Damn it!

He was comforting someone who was being scolded, but his older brother's comforting words were actually correct?

Zhu Di's face darkened.

Old Zhu didn't care about him at all, and instead stared at Chen Mo and asked.

"Then let me ask you, what are the requirements for registering that company?"