Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 979 961. The capital chain is broken

Lan En looked at the hesitant steps of the dwarf financier, whom he was familiar with and could even be considered a partner, and the intelligence chief sitting across from him with an amused smile on his face.

An unpleasant feeling suddenly came over me.

"You just said, mine"

The wine glass in Lan En's hand was still raised in the air, but his face, which looked like a fine piece of art, turned his head and looked at Taller with a dull expression.

"Savings?"

As if to hide his smile, Taller raised the large wooden cup containing Redania beer and covered his face with a drinking motion.

However, the stifled laughter of "吭哧吭哧" still couldn't be concealed, and the spilled cold Redanian beer also wetted his collar.

And even though the dwarf's legs were short, and Siledon's steps were as hesitant as if he was about to go to the gallows, he still had enough time to grind from the door of the guest room to the table.

The dwarf's short, stocky body should have been like an iron pillar, or an oak barrel for wine.

But Sileden is now as wilted as an eggplant beaten by frost, and his chin is almost touching his chest.

This angle looks more like a meat ball.

He sighed and walked to the table where Lan En was sitting. His short legs jumped and his butt hit the bench.

"If you smile again for me, I will hammer your front teeth into your buttocks!"

Siloden Giancardi, a dwarf financier who has been in human society for a long time, now choked and cursed at the intelligence chief across the table.

After he finished cursing, he faced the demon hunter beside him with an apologetic and regretful expression.

The lips covered by a thick red beard were pouting.

"That's it. Well, how should I put it?"

His eyes were wandering around under Lan En's gaze.

And the more he behaved like this, the worse Lan En felt.

Taller, who was next to him, seemed to have just realized the etiquette he should have as the first person to sit down at this table.

He raised his hand to greet Gatis to serve some plates of food and drinks. Gatis saw three people at the table, so he put three silver forks on the plates.

The standard of the tavern in this village is approaching that of the wealthy businessmen's clubs in the big cities.

"I'll just tell you."

Seeing that Siledon was dragging his feet and couldn't beat him with three sticks, Taller intervened from the side.

But he was immediately interrupted by the red-bearded dwarf.

"Shut up!"

Siledon took a deep breath, mustered up the courage to look up at Lan En, who was blinking, and seemed to finally accept his fate.

"Lan En, I...I invested in your personal account, which caused a problem in the capital chain."

After saying that, Siledon let out a long sigh of relief, as if he had accepted his fate, let go of the heavy burden in his heart, and seemed to have relieved himself of his anger.

The whole person felt exhausted.

He lowered his head and muttered: "I don't have anything to say about what you want to do with me. But if you give me some time, I will help you make up for it even if you borrow money from home."

Silodun had been hanging out in human society for a long time. In order to socialize, the dwarves 'I' had changed a lot of my oral habits.

But now, he was upset and kept talking about 'I'.

"No." Lan En had roughly guessed what the problem was, and he opened his mouth, "Sileden, you are talking about my personal fund? What happened?"

"I, I ran that personal fund too hard."

Now that he was discouraged, Siledon simply gave up on himself and continued talking.

His hands pulled his fiery red beard into a mess.

"You also know how excited investors are about a foundation that can run as they please."

"I used that fund to invest everywhere, buying assets and shares, including shares in a shipping company in Novigrad, a ferry company on the Pontar River, and..."

Shillerton named many companies and assets in succession.

All sounds good.

"But didn't I tell you that you don't need to care about the rate of return?"

But Lan En didn't care much about money in the first place, or he didn't care much about money ever since he got over his initial embarrassment.

Taller responded to Lan while holding a silver fork and eating newly arrived cheese slices and ham slices.

"Even if a financier is not greedy, you can't expect him to be able to refrain from investing when he has a lot of liquid funds, right?"

"Yes, I couldn't help it." Siledon lowered his head and admitted his mistake, "I unknowingly made the stall too big and too fast."

"The source of that person's fund is very easy to find out. He is also the manager of the Valyrian Steel Chamber of Commerce, and he is already a person of concern."

Taller nodded at Siloton with the silver fork in his hand while adding information other than finance to Lan.

"When everyone knows that this is your personal fund, the operation of this fund is almost smooth in terms of policies, and the speed of circulation is much faster than other funds. Do you understand?"

Thaler emphasizes the emphasis on the word ‘your’.

Of course Lan En understands that his prestige and intimidation on the battlefield of Sodden Mountain can still not be forgotten by anyone who knows about it.

And giving the green light to his own personal fund is a kind of goodwill that is not even considered deliberate.

The fund operates among several northern countries. Documents that usually take ten days and a half to be approved may be obtained on the same day of application in Siledon's hands.

Just like passionate and technical battles fascinate Lan En, this fast-moving financial circulation also fascinates Siledon as the controller.

Then, with the constant success and constant stimulation, Lan En forgot what he said at the beginning, "I don't care about the rate of return."

If Siloton was not a man with ambitions in the financial field, he would not have left Giancardi Bank to serve as the steward of the Valyrian Steel Chamber of Commerce.

With a 'bang' sound, Siledon lifted the account book of his personal fund onto the table and pushed it to Lan En beside him without saying a word.

The witcher began to look through the pages quickly.

He is not an accountant, just a liberal arts student.

But with the biochemical brain in the brain now unlocking the computing power of the [People's Union-Junior High School] level, the difficulty of analyzing this ledger is not even higher than simply writing it down.

Just like turning the pages of a book, the pages of the ledger flew past.

A moment later, Lan En already knew what happened to his personal fund from the most intuitive record, the ledger.

It is indeed what Sillerton said frankly at the beginning - the capital chain is broken.

When a large amount of assets is taken care of, appreciation is almost natural. If there is no intervention from other people's financial operations.

In the traces of Siledon's capital operations, Lan En could feel the process of him becoming happier and letting his guard down more and more.

From the beginning, I invested cautiously, but gradually I was led away by the pleasure of successful investment and rapid asset growth.

Once an investment is successful, it’s time to move on to the next project.

Even the equity and assets obtained from the previous project were mortgaged to the bank for loans, and then invested in the next investment.

It would be fine if profits continued, but this ideal situation is completely elusive.

A slight loss is okay. As long as the loan ratio is not high, the operation of the fund itself will be fine.

Even this kind of operation can enhance the activity of funds.

But it seems that Silerton's investment behavior was a bit too radical later on.

As a result, during the operation of the capital chain, an invested company went bankrupt, and subsequent funds were stuck.

Strictly speaking, Lan En's funds and assets are still there. But if no new funds enter the flow process and the capital chain is revitalized, these things will eventually disappear.

This is one of the reasons why many companies are operating well one day and declare bankruptcy the next.

"You've been cheated."

Lan En closed the account book and said helplessly with his lips curled up.

"The flaws in your character were caught by others, and they set a long series of traps to lead you to this point."

The previous series of investment successes are like grains of wheat sprinkled on the road to lure the rooster into a trap.

"ah?"

Siledon raised his head from his depressed state and looked at Lan En blankly.

As a person who was led into a trap by taking advantage of his character shortcomings, that is, his love for petty gains, Siledon is the one who can't see clearly right now.

The dwarf jumped off the stool dully, took the account book, and said in a deep voice.

"Only 32,000 Oren coins are missing! Only 32,000 Oren coins are missing and I can make use of this asset!"

It's not like Schileton has never encountered investment failure, or even larger-scale investment failure. But this time, he put in the funds of his friend Lan En.

This made him look embarrassed.

In fact, managing the affairs of the Valyrian Steel Chamber of Commerce is his main business.

For the Valyrian Steel Chamber of Commerce, which is significantly expanding its market share, this amount of money is simply the size of a fingernail.

But he still came to see Lan En in person, wanting to explain his mistake face to face.

"I will borrow money from my hometown and revitalize it anyway. You don't have to worry, man."

At this time, Siledon patted Lan En's arm and comforted him.

At the end of the sentence, the red-bearded dwarf pursed his lips.

"After I sort out this mess, you can find a fund manager."

"No, it won't happen, Siloton."

Lann patted the dwarf on the shoulder.

"You were just deceived. There is nothing wrong with the ledger."

"But I have no shame in taking care of your personal fund anymore." Siledon shook his head unmoved.

"Besides, maybe people do have their limits. Taking into account both the Chamber of Commerce and the personal fund is beyond my own control. Just like you said, I was deceived by someone. That was because I didn't react because I didn't have enough energy. It’s because of my bad habits that I fell into the trap.”

"Sorry, Lan En. It seems that I am really not suitable to manage your personal fund anymore."

After saying that, the red-bearded dwarf sighed and walked back to the guest room.

But halfway through, he turned back with a tangled brow.

Gritting his teeth, he put the silver fork that had just been tucked into his sleeves and should have been placed beside the plate, and pressed it heavily on the table.