"A bit tired!" Zhu Wencong returned to the resting area, facing the elderly gentlemen.
Louis was massaging Zhu Wencong's shoulders, determined to learn politics and stratagems himself, to surpass Zhu Wencong's achievements completely!
The principal of Hamburg University, Marco, poured red wine into Zhu Wencong's glass, thinking that Easterners couldn't dance, only to be amazed.
Raising his glass, Zhu Wencong said, "Mr. Klaut! I hope you can expand the scale of the academy and attract more students.
The future will surely belong to the industrial era, where there will be a severe shortage of technical workers.
I believe that soon the three major academies will merge into one, which I've mentioned before as the Royal Berlin Institute of Technology.
His Majesty the King already has this intention; the only issue is funding, which just happens to not be an issue."
