My Empire

Dianes said that these incomes and total assets, but there is no slightest false report. These are real prices that have been estimated. Ceres is producing all kinds of machinery in large quantities and selling these machinery to the market.

Now, as long as you come to Seris and spend enough money, you can buy many production equipment, including wood processing equipment and various textile equipment, so these equipment are basically clearly marked.

It is not difficult for a monarch to lay down a part of the benefits, and it is also simple for a monarch to give three points a thin face, provided that they have the same size. The Longtaite family has always been proud of their wealth, but they never imagined that in Ailan Hill, Desaier spent a year and a half to turn millions of gold coins into billions of gold coins. …

And the people of Longtaite family have never thought that what they are going to divide up is not a few million gold coins or tens of millions of gold coins, but a huge amount of money several times more than the gold coins they have seen.

Why can Chris and Dessell be able to multiply the gold coins in their hands hundreds of times in such a short period of time? This has to say about the magic of the "Mifu Voucher" system. With the support of this system, more than half of the factory expansions do not see money at all. They just used "vouchers" as non-circulating currencies to complete their own capital accumulation.

In this way, relying on the leverage effect of modern finance, Ailan Hill can hold 1 million gold coins and directly do the work of 10 million gold coins. For the entire Principality, injecting 10 million funds in one go can bury most of the funds. The flow is wrong.

Coupled with the industrialization of Ailan Hill, the efficiency of these gold coins is added: the machinery they produce is a good thing with a price but no market, so the technology price overflow is very serious.

So when they invested 10 million gold coins and started building factories, these factories actually earned 100 million or more gold coins for them. It is a pity that these gold coins do not actually exist. They are just the numbers on the voucher, which can only be used by investors to continue to expand the factory investment infrastructure.

After that, countless materials produced became roads, houses, furniture, and living materials inside. People who consume these things naturally have to give up their own income.

When the people's income was insufficient, Chris' modern financial institutions began to provide low-interest loans to these "modern workers" who were destined to have stable jobs to improve their quality of life.

You see, the workers got a white paper contract with loan; this white paper contract is aggregated into a large voucher, so that real estate companies can go to other factories to buy construction materials; each of those who get hungry these vouchers The factory took these vouchers to the mine controlled by Chris to purchase raw materials to maintain production. Chris recovered the vouchers and put them into low-interest loans to roughly complete the cycle, but there was not much money flowing.

The snowball that rolls out like this is of course bigger than it looks. Calculating the "war hidden benefits" brought about by the increase in the efficiency of War Machine, what Chris is holding now is really billions of gold coins!

It is ridiculous that some people are coming to take over such a huge financial snowball with dozens of guards now. They don't even know how complicated and fragile they are facing a modern financial bubble.

Even Chris has to walk on thin ice while playing this financial cycle. Desaier, who is also economically minded, is frightened when he sees this new financial model that he has never seen before. Someone wanted this hot potato, Chris thought it was ridiculous.

Looking at the idiots who were so scared by the sheer numbers that they couldn't speak, Chris didn't even have any interest in watching jokes. He snorted contemptuously, and said: "Forgot to say, although there are billions of assets here, there are almost the same billions of debt... I don't know, are you willing to take them together?"

"No! Let's not!" A steward of the Longtaite family who reacted first shook his head and waved his hand. He has only one thought now, and that is to leave this terrible place quickly and never come back.

Are you kidding me? Is there really someone in this world who is willing to take billions of gold coins to share with others? You don't have to think about it and know that the purpose of the other party's coming here is definitely not for the delivery of those assets.

What they can do now is to quickly appease each other, and then leave this **** place, return to the territory of the Longtaite family, and then make long-term plans. As for Dessel, who cares about Dessel?

Since Dessell can help Alan Hill save such a family property, then Grand Duke Alan Hill will definitely not hand over Dessell. So catching Desaier back turned into a joke, a complete joke.

"Yes! Yes! No! We don't need anything!" Another steward responded, and followed by proving his innocence: "I have always supported Master Desaier, and I have always disapproved of the delisting of the Longtaite family. Master Desai!"

If he didn't react at this time, Mr. White would not belong to the Longtaite family. Of course he was also aware of the danger, so he immediately opened his mouth and said in a terrified tone: "We will leave at once! We will leave at once..."

Chris stood up and nodded: "Well, since you really don't want it, then I have nothing to say."

He shrugged, as if he had missed some big business, and walked out the door with someone. When he was at the door, he suddenly stopped, causing everyone in the room to jump with horror again.

But he didn't say anything, just stopped to look at everyone in the room, then he laughed, and then walked down the stairs without looking back. He left the hotel for foreign guests and got into his carriage.

Then, the Grand Duke of Ailan Hill said to Desaier who had been sitting in the car and had not left: "It seems that there is really no one that can be used. This matter is your family affair, how to deal with it. I respect your opinion."

"I'm not a bad guy, Your Majesty." Dessier thought about it all the way in the car, and it was the dream of saving mortals that was buried deep in his heart that finally made him make up his mind.

He looked at Chris, spoke word by word, and sentenced his relatives to death: "If you are willing to follow me, you will naturally follow me... If you don’t want to follow me, you don’t deserve to use the surname Long Tate anymore. !"

"Okay!" Chris nodded, then looked outside the carriage, and said to the captain of the guard who was standing there waiting for the final order: "Take it all away! There is no need to stay alive!"

"Yes!" The captain of the guard made a fist with his right hand and pressed it on his chest. After returning the gift, he gave a gesture to the men who were waiting for the order behind him. Immediately afterwards, the subordinates nodded gently, and silently drew their pistols from their waists.

"We are the guards of the Dragon Tate family! What are you doing?" Seeing a group of guards who didn't even wear armor rushed into this building, the private troops of the Dragon Tate family guarding the stairs immediately shouted vigilantly. Ask.

"Bah!" The answer to him was a gunshot that made Frentzberg outside the door palpitating. Immediately afterwards, dense gunfire echoed in this small building, accompanied by screams and begging for mercy, and the dull sound of corpses hitting the floor.

Only a few minutes later, a soldier of Chris's Guards came over with a pistol, stood behind Chris' captain of the guard, and reported softly: "It's all solved."

The captain nodded, then took a step forward and reported to Chris in the carriage: "Your Majesty! It's all done."

In that kind of cramped environment, if the Guards soldiers equipped with pistols still couldn't beat a group of swordsman rangers, it would be a **** of a ghost. So Chris didn't worry about the tricks of these Dragon Tate family fools, he just stayed by Desaier's side and waited for a result.

Desaier barely squeezed out a smile and thanked him: "This was originally my own business, and I have to trouble you to help. It's really..."

"Now we have lifted the table, Dessell... We have no way back, we can only move forward." With a smile on his face, Chris comforted Dessell: "If you really want to save you Family, then you should cheer up, right?"

After speaking, he leaned on the seat back of the carriage and said: "Arant has been mobilizing troops frequently recently. I think their war against the Dothan Empire has already been decided."

"The news from our intelligence agents seems that the Arrant Empire’s offensive on Dothan’s side is not going well..." Desaier, who raised serious matters, became serious and looked at Chris and said, "It’s better than ours. It may be more complicated than imagined."

"Although the red cannon is not as powerful as our artillery, it can be regarded as a leap forward in this world. I couldn't win the war even with the red cannon in my hand. Did I underestimate the hero of the world?" Chris wrinkled Brow opened and analyzed.

Frenzberg, who was standing outside the carriage door, spoke at this time and interjected to Chris: "Your Majesty... It is possible that it is the Holy Demon Empire, who has intervened in the war between the Arrant Empire and the Dothan Empire."

"That's easy to explain..." Chris nodded and figured out the key point: "Only with the red cannon, it is indeed impossible to defeat the Holy Demon Empire with the Dragon Knight."

He thought for a while, and said: "Things are developing in the most dangerous direction, and soon we will become the thorn in the eyes of the Holy Demon Empire! Assemble troops! Go to the border! The war may have begun!"