Chapter 881
My Empire Chapter 881
2020-11-03
Chapter 881 883 Irony Sunshine"It's ironic." Just inside the financial trading center of Serris, the capital of the Alanhill Empire, an unknown When the legendary man waved his credentials in excitement, far away in the tallest magic tower in Galenok, the capital of Greiken, Alves didn't know whether to cry or laugh looking at a report in front of him.
Just now, waiting for the results of the magician representatives to vote, he received a data report from a media survey.
Within seven days of the news of the Alanhill Empire in Grecon, the stocks of all domestic civil industrial companies in Gracon have tripled!
Grecon is no better than Alanhill. Many industries in the Alanhill Empire are free, and stocks can be bought and sold freely.
However, Grecon is different. Gracon originally followed Alanhill's example and insisted that stocks could be bought and sold freely. As a result, people did not buy it. Everyone held a negative and fearful attitude towards this fundraising method.
As a result, the stock trading system established two years ago in imitation of the ** Lanhill Empire simply could not be maintained.
In the end, the Archon of Alves, who had no choice, could only grit his teeth and announced a "national reform" for these enterprises.
The way of reform is to use the state treasury reserves to purchase some of the shares of these factories in the form of compulsory purchase.
At the same time, in order to take the lead, Alves and more than half of the consuls, parliamentarians, and high-level magicians all subscribed for a batch of factory shares out of their own pockets.
Then, after half a year, these factories began to make a lot of profits, and Alves turned from the respected chief executive of Grecon to the richest man in Grecon...
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Now, in the past few days, with the rumors of the Alanhill Empire attached to Gricken, Alves' worth has tripled in one go!
Yes, he is making money now, not much slower than printing money! If he sells his stocks now, the cash in his hand is estimated to be an astronomical amount!
"Your Excellency Archon... In this case, if... I mean if... our attachment to the Alanhill Empire is cancelled..." A confidant swallowed and looked at Alanhill. Elvis said timidly.
He paused, and then said what he feared the most: "Those who have already received benefits, those who want benefits...I'm afraid they're not going crazy..."
Thinking about it is also a terrifying thing: most of the consuls have smiles on their faces in recent days, and you don't need to ask why, they made money!
But now, if they were told that the plans with the Alanhill Empire were cancelled, what would happen next?
The stock market will be frustrated by bad news, and the money in their hands will shrink. The most terrible thing is that those who have recently bought into stocks at high prices will naturally not give up.
When the time comes, it's not as simple as the financial tsunami. He is responsible for the shrinkage of the entire Grecon Empire's industry!
Angry people will definitely not listen to his explanation, or he has no ability to explain - even he himself doesn't quite understand why overnight, a company with a market value of more than 200 million gold coins The textile factory will become unsellable for 2 million yuan...
Everyone will just throw their grievances on him, the poor grand consul, when the time comes he is full of mouths and says Not clear.
"This is really a matter of irony! Is this world crazy, or am I crazy?" Alves sighed, and he could only look at this folk investigation report. head .
He was forced to be helpless, barely became the richest man in Greiken, and then he tripled his worth in a confused way...
It made him feel even more The funny thing is that now, the magicians who were determined not to buy stocks at the time are cutting their heads and crowding the stock exchange in Galenoke, wanting to buy stocks that some people are selling.
And the person who bought the stock, because of the current situation, has become the most staunch supporter of Alanhill attached to Gricken.
Thinking about it makes people think that this thing in stock is a big hole dug by the Alanhill empire!
"My lord, it's too late to say anything. The council is calling the ballots, and if we can join Alanhill, it'll be great, but if we cancel the included plan, you need to think about it, How can I appease those crazy people?" The confidant bowed his head slightly and said his thoughts to Alves.
"My lord! My lord!" Outside the door, a magician waved the result of the roll call in his hand and rushed over quickly, slapping his palm on the door, shouting in a hurried tone.
Alves was stunned for a moment, then looked towards the door instructed: "Come in! Give me the results!"
He knew that it was a blessing or a curse, and there was no way to avoid it. reason. The immediate results have already come out, and what it is, we can only admit it and cannot change it.
After all, he is not the emperor of the Greken Empire, he is just a grand consul.
In terms of prestige, he can put forward a general direction of governance, and no one will object to it, and he can discuss it seriously.
But it would be a bit difficult for him to make a decision. This kind of thing, Chris can do it, Andrea can do it, Albert can do it, even the Emperor of the Eternal Empire can do it... But he, even the late Archon Lonsard Lay, you can't do it!
"577 members of the Magic Council voted, 211 were against, 293 were in favor, and the rest of the magicians abstained..." When he saw the content of the voting results, Alves felt that he To collapse.
He really didn't want to see a result he didn't want to see, and the fact didn't joke with him, he found a seat tremblingly and sat down, and then let out a long breath. .
"Phew...Finally, it's safe to land." Only at this moment did Alves realize that his slightly dry palm was still trembling slightly at this moment.
He handed the result in his hand to his confidant, then grabbed a water glass on the table and took a sip of water to suppress his nervousness.
When he stood up again, Alves returned to his grand consul's majesty. He coughed, looked at his confidant who was already crying with joy, and pointed to the door of the room: "Let's go! It's time for us to implement this result..."
"Yes! Your Excellency." Take this As a result, Alves' confidant bowed his head slightly, and the excited expression on his face could not be restrained. Alves became the deputy prime minister of the Alanhill Empire. His confidant, as the tide rises, the boat floats, naturally has a brighter future!
The future has never been better! At this moment, he felt that the sunlight outside the window was so bright.
(end of this chapter)