Chapter 1018
My Empire Chapter 1018
2020-11-03
Chapter 1018 1020 SoaringThis kind of advantage of obtaining national policies in advance has given them businessmen no advantage. Just a rumor is enough for them to make a steady profit without losing money. If they can get some real inside information, it is not difficult to earn ten or eight times.
The empire has expanded rapidly in recent years, and countless businessmen have made a fortune in this way. In fact, the Emperor Your Majesty himself is the biggest beneficiary, in fact, the Prime Minister, and then the bureaucratic and military groups...
In short, almost everyone made a fortune in the war, including the lowest level The common people also became rich by subscribing to war bonds.
In this environment, there is no right and wrong. As long as the person above is caught, it will kill whoever is caught; if the person above turns a blind eye, then the person below can make a few more years of fortune.
To put it bluntly, everyone is on the edge of a knife licking blood, betting on their own life and wealth for a bright future.
Whoever got on the ship first was already worth billions - look at Dez, look at Deans...even Alves, which one is not rich?
So now everyone is crowding on the boat, many people are crowded into the boat, many people feel that they have been crowded into the boat, and many people have fallen into the water.
Seeing that both of his most trusted confidants had already remembered what they were going to do according to their orders, the old man was very relieved, and then looked towards Robert, who had just adjusted his throat.
"Tea is not bad, right?" The old man didn't realize that his tea art was not pure. In fact, he didn't have any spare time to study the so-called tea art.
After all, this empire has grown to the point where it has never appeared since ancient times, and every imperial official has to manage affairs thousands or even tens of thousands of times in the past.
In this state, every official should not only do his job well as much as possible, strive for promotion or keep his position, but also quickly contact his relatives or some obedient subordinates in the morning, as soon as possible. to make money to expand their power.
It seems like the rough expansion and annexation of the American West era, creating a group of ferocious predators - it is harder to count on these predators to cultivate their self-cultivation and morale than to challenge the giant dragon...
"I'm a rough man... The tea you gave must be excellent..." Robert hurriedly leaned forward, put on a very respectful look, and replied.
The old man was very satisfied with Robert's answer, so he continued to say: "I will invest 300 million in Old Fourth... If he turns positive next year and becomes a consul, we will be in the local area. The voice can be louder."
This Robert is the one who is responsible for doing this kind of unclean work.
People like Robert also know how to settle down, so they cooperate with ease: "Understood!"
Similar to this kind of secret operation, investing huge sums of money in someone The matter of a local consul's political achievements is actually on the verge of legality, to put it bluntly. People do not raise officials and do not investigate, and everyone often does this.
But once you get it on the surface, the problem can be big or small. After all, the Alanhill Empire is not a democracy, it is an empire, a real, complete empire!
Chris's own preferences can determine the fate of an official. He is the will of this empire, and no one dares to go against it!
"I heard, Your Majesty has gone south?" An old man turned in his hands, two huge gems like two rounded dove eggs. A ruby, a sapphire, looks bright and beautiful, absolutely worth a lot of money.
"Yes, although the specific itinerary cannot be known due to safety reasons, but the matter of going south has been confirmed." The old man headed him poured another cup of hot tea and blew it gently. Blow said.
"This... If Your Majesty really left Ireland Cyrus... Then wouldn't this place..." The old man eyebrows raised with two gems in his hand and said.
"Alan Sirius is monolithic, even if Your Majesty goes to the moon, what kind of trouble can happen here?" The old man in the lead sneered dismissively.
"Elves, dwarves, including Dragon Clan... and Demon Realm's demons, begin to stir magician... If this is a little fire star, maybe peng sound, it will explode... ..." The other old man said with a sharp light in his eyes.
Robert felt his back soaked with cold sweat, but he heard a group of people talking about the civil strife in the Alanhill Empire - if this was known by the Imperial Family Guards Special Missions Department, but To plunder the family and exterminate!
He is also a small nobleman with a head and face! He is also a millionaire with billions of dollars! is this okay? Is it really good to play like this? Do you want to go out and turn yourself in? Who can give me an answer! Online wait, hurry!
"Dynamite barrels? Are you serious?" The old man in the lead was even more dismissive: "If you really think that Your Majesty leaving Ireland is an opportunity, I'll deal with you first. It’s more appropriate to drop it.”
He poured the still steaming cup of tea into the tea tray, without any hesitation: “Do you think Your Majesty is an eagle leaving the nest? Egg's time to eat?"
While speaking, the old man pointed to the top of his head: "Your Majesty is sanctification, you have already escaped from the mundane world!"
"You, what do you mean?" Hearing that the leading old man suppressed his words, Robert, such as the amnesty, hurriedly asked.
The old man glanced at Robert, and suddenly felt that this middle-aged aristocrat who was full of awe and had already sweated coldly was a good candidate. At least, he is better than these two old stupid pigs who only know how to make a fortune.
Then, the old man glanced coldly at the two stupid subordinates on the left and right, and continued to explain: "Your Majesty, the emperor who can create this victory with one hand, sits on the moon and smashes the entire Ailan. And what about Cyrus?"
His voice sharpened, with a deep sense of warning: "Didn't Your Majesty destroy Alan Cyrus' power? He didn't rebuild love Is Lanciris capable?"
The two old men wiped the sweat from their foreheads, unable to answer a word.
The old man stretched out his hand and clicked in front of both of them: "And you? Do you have the ability to destroy the star ring, destroy the staff of Heavenly God, destroy all nuclear weapons, and destroy the moon?"
>Then, Robert heard a sentence that he would never forget in his life, the old man at the head looked up to the sky almost in a pilgrimage attitude: "What you see is an emperor flying to the moon on a rocket, in fact That's a god, ascending!"
(end of chapter)