My British Empire

Feeling that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, Bowen immediately reacted and wanted to end this embarrassing scene.

"Hurry up, please? I'm in a hurry!"

Hearing the prompt sound from the customer, the salesperson was taken aback for a moment, and then he reacted, smiled quickly, and said:

"Sorry, sir, please forgive my rudeness!" The young salesperson apologized quickly, and immediately ordered the people beside him to get things, smiling softly.

"Please wait a moment, because the quantity you requested is a bit large, let us go find it!"

The gentlemen around him glanced at him lightly, smiled contemptuously, and left on their own.

It's not worth staying for a stranger, their time is still precious.

Helpless, after people said so, he could only helplessly sit on the waiting chair and wait slowly.

Furthermore, I heard that the investors behind the "noble" exchange include the royal family and the Duke of Norfolk. As a new small businessman, he can't afford to offend him.

In this way, after waiting for a while, Bowen handed a check from the Bank of England marked as £1,000 to the salesman through the window.

After some inspections, Bowen finally got a stack of beautiful white paper coupons, more than 50 coupons, about the thickness of a palm, with special patterns on the edges of the paper, which looked very high-end.

"Bowen, are you ready?" His cousin Richard came over nervously, looked at the paper in Bowen's hand, and said in surprise.

Richard never imagined that one thousand pounds could be exchanged for a stack of papers, which is too exaggerated!

"Let's go! In a few days, I'm going to get rich!"

Bowen took his cousin Richard and left the exchange. As soon as he came out, he sighed with joy.

"But--"

"It's nothing to worry about. You don't understand this stuff now, but you'll understand it in a few days!" Bowen seemed to know what he was going to ask, interrupted his cousin's question, and said with a smile.

Seeing his cousin leading the way ahead, Richard followed behind and asked suspiciously:

"Why don't you make a car when you go back?"

Hearing this, Bowen immediately turned his head and slapped him on the back of the head, and the crisp sound resounded immediately.

"You boy, don't you need money to rent a car? I'll go back in a public carriage later!"

Richard looked at his cousin walking ahead contentedly, with a look of grievance on his face, didn't his cousin get rich? Why are you so stingy.

Bowen was walking in front, watching the gorgeous carriages passing by from the corner of the eye, he couldn't help casting envious eyes.

"Fortunately, my friend works in the Dark Blade, and by spending some silver coins, I can get the information a little earlier. It seems that reselling bonds is the real way to get rich!"

At this moment, Bowen made up his mind.

With the development of the United Kingdom's economy, more and more people began to pay attention to the new bond trading, and their desire to get rich overnight made them flock to it.

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When Bowen heard the news, Knight Guy Ham of the Dark Blade rushed to the palace with a hint of joy, his steps were a little frivolous and unsteady.

"Please report to His Majesty the King, just say that I have something important to report! It is very urgent!"

As soon as he saw the expression on the secretary's face, Guy Ham knew what he was going to say, so he interrupted him quickly and said quickly.

Hearing this, the secretary frowned, and held back the reprimand that he had blurted out. After all, the one in front of him was the leader of Dark Blade, one of the kingdom's two major intelligence organizations.

Great power, very different from those officials and ordinary nobles.

"Please wait a moment, I will report to His Majesty right now!"

The secretary glanced at him, said angrily, then turned and left.

Guy Ham looked at the secretary's attitude, frowned slightly, and then calmed down again.

Years of self-restraint made him calm down. After all, the secretary in front of him was always by the king's side, and it was better not to offend him as much as possible.

Soon, the secretary walked in front of him, his expression relaxed, and he said:

"Your Majesty, please come in!"

"Thank you!" Guy Ham said softly before walking in.

"Your Majesty!" Guy Ham knocked on the door.

"Come in!" A crisp and tired voice sounded beside Guy Ham's ears.

"Let's talk, there is something important that needs to be reported personally by you, the leader!

Hope is good news! "

In front of him, a young man in his twenties had his legs resting on the desk, his back leaning against the seat, and the voice came from his mouth.

Guy Ham looked up and saw that the king in front of him had a pair of deep blue eyes, like a deep blue spring, bottomless, possessing the magic power to tempt people to explore.

A head of long brown hair was casually draped behind his head, with a short beard on his lips, a high nose bridge, and a face like a crown jade, with a handsome appearance.

Seeing his tired look, Guy Ham didn't care at all, and still said calmly:

"Your Majesty, there is news from France that the 'Operation Scarlet' has been successfully completed!"

Looking at the head of the intelligence agency in front of him, His Majesty Edward squinted his eyes, looked at his long gray hair, and his slightly stooped body, feeling a little embarrassed in his heart.

"This is indeed good news!" The young king immediately stood up and said a little excitedly.

Edward approached the map on the wall, staring at the yellow map of France, closely staring at the Normandy and Brittany regions.

He stretched out his hand and painted Brittany and Normandy in red, which belonged to the United Kingdom, and painted the western coastal area of ​​France in red. His Majesty the King nodded proudly.

As long as the French coastal area is occupied, then everything will be a matter of course!

Cutting off the territory of the French Atlantic coast is equivalent to cutting off the French colonial road.

In this way, France can only accompany the Ottoman Empire and swim in the Mediterranean Sea!

"Hahaha!" Thinking of the beauty, the young king couldn't help laughing.

"Monsieur Knight!" said His Majesty the King.

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Guy Ham quickly replied.

"Please use the dark blade's transmission channel to send a message to Knight Alexander. Don't act rashly, and don't care about any agreements. Maintaining the interests of the kingdom is the most important thing!"

Looking at Guy Ham, His Majesty the King said shamelessly, without any blush.

In the eyes of the king, the so-called agreement signed with the French Huguenots was nothing more than a temporary combination of interests.

Now that the Duke of Guise has been assassinated and killed, the strength of the Catholic League has been greatly reduced, and it is even very likely that they will be oppressed by the Huguenots.

In this way, the agreement has no meaning of existence, and the interest relationship has ended.

Next, what the United Kingdom needs to consider is how to face the complicated political situation in France.