Chapter 989
My Empire Chapter 989
2020-11-03
Chapter 989 991 You are not qualifiedTherefore, the nobles who are still struggling with real estate and labor exploitation by Demon Realm are actually some The pattern is not large, and there are not many superficial people with strategic vision.
They are far from being the mainstay of the empire, nor are they a group that Chris values. It is only because at this stage that they can still provide a good tax to the empire, so the empire reluctantly tolerates the greed of these people.
"Your Excellency... This will affect the enthusiasm of many nobles and consortiums to invest in Demon Realm." The official boldly explained.
"Investment is inherently risky...Are these people first-day businessmen?" Dez frowned slightly, looking towards the other person for the first time.
"If every investor in the war can make money, do you think these investment rounds will get those people who are looking for you as lobbyists now?" Dez continued to ask before the other party could speak. .
"..." The prime minister asked two questions in this tone, and in the eyes of some people, this official of the Ministry of Commerce, who was already in the sky, didn't even dare to say a word.
After all, his boss, Lord Cruz, who had just taken the top spot in the Commerce Department, had to think carefully about his words in front of the Prime Minister in front of him.
"However, it is indeed a purpose of the empire to protect the power of every businessman. So, what are the requirements of these people, let's hear it." Just when this little official was desperate, he was going to find a When the opportunity retreated and left, Dez opened his mouth and gave the other party a chance to defend.
After all, Dez is also a businessman, and he represents the vast bourgeoisie in this empire. Even the bourgeoisie using slave labor is the bourgeoisie, isn't it?
So Dez also hopes to understand the thoughts of these people, and make the best use of the situation to make these people serve the Alanhill Empire to the greatest extent possible.
"Sir... You are so enlightened, it is really the gospel of the business consortium..." Almost subconsciously, the official hurriedly sent a flattery, which was a praise for the merits of his immediate superior, and then again. Alleviate his embarrassment.
Then, he continued to report: "Those merchants and representatives of the consortium hope that they can state their requirements to Your Majesty face to face, and hope that Your Majesty can make these subjects who revere and look up to him. , to bathe in the favor of the Imperial Family."
He is cautiously, and even some words are not used properly, which makes people sound a bit nauseous. But he probably meant it clearly, no doubt about that.
"Why are such little things sent here? Don't bother our emperor Your Majesty with these little things next time." After listening to Dez, he gave his judgment : "Your Majesty has so many things to deal with every day, how can anyone who wants to see Your Majesty see you?"
"But, if Marshal Valgeron gives such an order...as Your Majesty Majesty's courtier, I should report this matter to Your Majesty..." Perhaps Dez's tone gave the official a little more courage, and he hurriedly defended when he heard Dez's refusal.
"Every people of the Alanhill Empire is the people of Your Majesty... I hope you remember this." Dez adjusted his tone slightly, so that the other party could hear the dissatisfaction in his voice: "Your Majesty. Majesty is responsible for his subjects!"
"Of course I remember... but there are people who cooperate with us on the devil's side... At times like this, if something like this happens... it will be detrimental to both parties. Cooperation..." The official hurriedly continued to explain.
Dez was stunned for a moment, as if he had heard something funny: "If you don't cooperate? If you don't cooperate, let them die! As a servant of Your Majesty, when you ask such a question, is it true? Are you kidding me?"
As the prime minister, he stared at each other with sharp eyes: "What you are asking is the prime minister of this empire! I can tell you responsibly, and I am willing to acknowledge allegiance to the empire. , acknowledge allegiance to Your Majesty or something, then go on living...if they don't want to acknowledge allegiance...do I need to go on?"
"I... I see!" The minister bowed his head slightly, wanting to argue, but finally gave up. He saw dissatisfaction in the prime minister's eyes, and he also heard anger in the prime minister's voice.
If he is forced to speak at this time, it is estimated that he may not be sitting in this position for a long time. Losing the black gauze hat is a small thing, but losing a little life is a big thing.
"It's time to meet." At the door, Dez's secretary knocked on the door and made a gesture of please.
The official quickly stood up straight, bowed and stepped out.
Dez suddenly stopped the other party: "Right! Remember that! You are Your Majesty's servant, think more about sharing your worries for Your Majesty. Don't ask for any cat or dog. Take care of yourself...and...if you take too much, go to the discipline inspection department to make it clear, and if you take less, return it by yourself...don't do it to yourself, and don't make trouble for me."
He thought for a while, and then added something he wanted to say: "The former head of your department, Gurlo Old Master, is Your Majesty's best friend. He is seriously ill in bed now, you better not give it to him. Smeared on your face."
"Your Majesty's been in a bad mood lately...if you let him know that some of you have lost the face of Old Master Gurlo...the scene may be ugly...really It's very, difficult, to see! Do you understand?" After he finished speaking, he waved his hand in the direction of the door, indicating that the other party could leave.
The officer once again seeped sweat on his forehead, hurriedly bowed deeply, and quickly walked out of the office.
In the corridor, he dared to lower his head and wipe his sweat. He took out a handkerchief from the inner pocket of his clothes, wiped his forehead, and then straightened up slightly.
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Chris was sitting on the sofa, staring at Demon King Aresia, who hurried over from Demon Realm, watching her sit awkwardly across from him, Her beautiful face turned red.
"Just tell me if you have something. My time is very precious, and I believe your time is also very valuable." Chris said, taking a glass of water from Andrea's hand.
No matter how delicious Elf Race's aged wines are, Chris doesn't want to start drinking wine cup by cup in broad daylight to quench his thirst - he's far from the point of arrogance, even if He's only recently had some sort of super-friendly relationship with Andrea.
In fact, in the current Alanhill Empire, the nobles began to drink the trend of drinking. Sweeter beverages such as cola and iced black tea are popular, and Elf Race also favors green tea.
But Chris still likes to drink water, heated and sterilized water. This is a good habit and it is very helpful for your health.
As an emperor, Chris's personal eating habits, as well as his work and rest habits are monitored by a personal doctor. Even if he is an emperor, a great emperor, he cannot waste his body arbitrarily-because his life belongs to the entire empire.
Being an emperor often fails to act wilfully. An emperor can enjoy the delicacy of the world but not overeating; he can have 3,000 beauties but he can't be extravagant; he can control the world's wealth but can't squander it...
So the emperor is just a job, and the benefits are good But often working overtime, a lot of privileges but not many opportunities to break the law.
It's relieved to think about it this way, after all, even the female protagonists in the novel now know that marrying a prince is more reliable, and more comfortable than marrying an emperor.
"I know that this time some idiots in Demon Race made a mistake...but you are also out of breath...why are you still holding on to it?" Aggrieved and asked.
Being able to push Your Majesty, a arrogant queen who likes war, to this point shows how many times she has hit a wall before.
In fact, on the first day that the Alanhill Empire began to reject the demon's surrender, Aresia made a request to meet Chris.
It's just that this request has not been able to pass for a long time, it has been suppressed, and she didn't see Chris until today.
As a result, she didn't see each other for a month, and she found that she really had a love-hate relationship with the man in front of her.
She likes this outrageous, unreasonable style. Likes the imposing manner and majesty of being a powerhouse. But she felt a little aggrieved in the face of Chris's strength - the kind of grievance that is exclusive to women.
The translation can be completely understood as: "You can be strong and arrogant and unreasonable, but can't you be an exception to me?"
Of course, for a steel straight man like Chris, For men - no.
No way, our protagonist Chris is the kind of stupid man who is passively pushed by women, the kind of idiot with negative emotional intelligence who has a strong desire to survive and resolutely avoid any crab gods.
Therefore, Irisia still has a long and long way to go backwards. Andrea, who is standing opposite her, is ridiculed. She has come here and knows what kind of virtue her stupid man is. .
You have to say that he is a straight man of steel. There are several women of exquisite beauty in the family, and he can't count on one hand - but to say that he is a scumbag who likes to flirt with girls, it seems that Not quite.
It seems that it will take a while for the Airessia in front of her to enter the Imperial Family genealogy of the Alanhill Empire...
But Andrea is too lazy to take care of Alanhill. Resia's nostalgia, all she can think about now is the upcoming trip to the Temple of the Moon that will make her very excited.
Chris is going to take her to the Temple of the Moon, which is what happened to Elf Race's queen yearn for something even in dreams. In the last ages, countless senior martyrs of Elf Race have not been able to do it, and she will soon! How could this keep her from getting excited?
"In order to remind all Demon Races! I am your master! What I give you is yours, I don't give it, you are not qualified to take it!" Sure enough, the steel straight man Chris Answered Aressia with an answer in line with his usual style.
(end of this chapter)