I control the AI ​​empire thanks to the geniuses in my group.

Boss, you're a bit short-tempered.

However, it must be said that Su Zhou agrees with Newton's statement.

In the past, when Su Zhou saw the words "counterfeit coins were rampant during the period of major reminting," he treated it as casually as reading "an event occurred in a certain year," and simply flipped over it.

And now, this history has come back to life.

Dockworkers, washerwomen, peddlers, apprentices—these people toiled day and night for a few dozen pence, only to end up with a pile of silver-plated scrap metal.

Charona himself, however, sat in a parliamentary chair dressed in respectable clothes and spoke eloquently.

Junior high school students don't usually have so many complicated ideas, Su Zhou clenched his fists.

Yes, we must get Charona to the gallows as soon as possible!

Newton and Su Zhou rushed to the mint.

When I pushed open the factory gate, it was completely empty inside.

There wasn't a soul in the corridor, only the distant cooing of pigeons.

"What time is it now?" Su Zhou asked.

Newton took out his pocket watch and glanced at it: "Seven o'clock."

"What are your normal working hours?"

"Eight o'clock."

Well, apart from the patrolmen, there are only the two of them in the entire mint. How are they supposed to get anything done?

Newton was clearly aware of the problem, but his approach to it was very Newtonian.

He strode into his office, grabbed the brass bell on the table, and shook it vigorously like a commander about to charge into battle.

The crisp, piercing ring of the bell instantly rang throughout the silent corridor, and the patrolmen, upon hearing it, quickly jogged over.

Newton slammed the bell on the table and roared down the corridor, "Someone! Go to the Mint Street dormitory and drag those bookkeepers over here immediately! Bring me all the mint's inventory ledgers for the past three years, furnace loss records, and even the expense reports for every single screw!"

The patrolmen were dumbfounded.

After a long pause to realize what Newton had said, he could only stammer, "Mr. Newton... it's only seven o'clock..."

"I know what time it is."

"But the bookkeepers probably haven't..."

"Then go and drag them out of bed."

"If they don't show up here within twenty minutes, tell them their termination papers will arrive before them."

The guard shuddered and ran away.

Fifteen minutes later, seven sleepy-eyed and disheveled employees squeezed into the mint's office.

They lined up, and the oldest bookkeeper finally mustered the courage to mutter softly, "Sir, our working hours are from eight in the morning to the afternoon..."

"Starting today, at seven o'clock in the morning."

"Varied--"

"If you have any objections, you can write your resignation, and I will approve it immediately." Newton sat behind the table, not even bothering to lift his eyelids at them.

The entire office fell silent instantly.

Several employees exchanged horrified glances.

Although Newton was strict in the past, he at least maintained some dignity.

What's wrong with me today?

Not only do they drag people out of bed early in the morning, but they also push their work start time forward by an hour?

But no one dared to mention resigning.

The reason is simple: their annual salary at the Royal Mint was £55, which was a very generous wage in London in 1697.

An ordinary worker only earns a dozen pounds a year. If he loses the lucrative job at the mint, where can he find such a good job?

Newton knew it perfectly well.

He knew perfectly well that these people wouldn't want to leave.

"Account book".

Newton held out his hand: "Starting from 1694, every single one, without fail."

The oldest bookkeeper resigned himself to his fate and turned to move the account books with his men.

Su Zhou watched the whole thing from the corner and deeply understood what the originator of workplace PUA was.

But in order to solve the problem of rampant counterfeit currency as soon as possible, this is the only way to do it.

Over the next few days, the Royal Mint experienced its most intense work cycle since its founding.

Newton personally oversaw the work, arriving at his office promptly at six o'clock every morning and working until late at night.

He had all the accounts from the past three years broken down and reorganized, and every entry and exit record had to be cross-checked with the original vouchers. The metal purity test data had to be accurate to three decimal places.

Some data was missing, so the bookkeepers had to go to various departments to get the data. To ensure that nothing was wrong, Su Zhou was sent by Newton to accompany them.

Once all the data was confirmed to be correct, Su Zhou was responsible for organizing it into visual charts.

The workload is just too much!

The restless Newton took the initiative to ask Su Zhou to guide him in drawing a part of it.

Su Zhou taught Newton to use bar graphs to show the changing trends of coin production, to use line graphs to track fluctuations in metal loss rates, and to use contrasting color blocks to mark the distribution range of abnormal data.

These things are commonplace for a modern person who has studied junior high school mathematics, but for Newton, it was like opening a new door.

But this person's learning ability is also terrifyingly outrageous.

Su Zhou only demonstrated how to draw a bar graph once, and Newton mastered it completely.

Not only did he master it, but he also figured out a more precise method of scale marking, controlling the error to the limit that is visible to the naked eye.

By the second day, he no longer needed Su Zhou's guidance; he could independently complete the entire process from screening to charting, starting from the raw data.

On the third day, he began to offer advice to Su Zhou instead.

"The scale of this vertical axis is incorrect; a logarithmic scale should be used to more clearly show the differences in the low-value range."

Su Zhou was petrified on the spot.

Logarithmic scale?

You were using logarithmic coordinate axes in the 17th century?

He suddenly remembered a fact: the concept of logarithms was something that Newton and his generation had already figured out.

In addition to preparing the data, Newton did something else.

Following Su Zhou's suggestion, he found the booklet written by Charona, predicted the anti-counterfeiting scheme that Charona might present at the hearing, and then conducted a series of rigorous comparative experiments using the existing equipment at the mint.

For every alloy composition that Charonna might propose, he personally smelted samples and tested their hardness, ductility, and wear resistance.

He used mathematical models to calculate the feasibility of each possible improvement to the embossing process, and then rejected them one by one based on experimental results.

All of this was prepared in just five days!

Su Zhou wanted to report that Newton was the one who had cheated.

By the evening of the fifth day, all the materials were finally organized.

On Newton's desk were three thick stacks of documents, each neatly bound, with page numbers and a table of contents, and labeled with different colored tags for quick retrieval.

There's a stack of operational reports and charts, a stack of experimental data and falsification schemes, and a stack of legal provisions and precedents.

Su Zhou put the last document away and let out a long sigh of relief.

Just then, there was a knock on the office door.

A messenger hurried in and handed over a letter stamped with sealing wax.

Newton opened the letter, glanced at it, and handed it to Su Zhou expressionlessly.

Su Zhou took it and looked at it...

Formal notification from the House of Commons Mint Inquiry Committee!

A hearing will be held two days later.

The Royal Mint Director, Isaac Newton, and his newly nominated Overseer, Su Zhou, were required to attend.

Su Zhou read the letter twice to make sure he hadn't misread his name.

"Wait, am I supposed to attend too?"

This was completely unexpected.

In Su Zhou's memory, only Newton attended this hearing.

He has no place in history at all!