My Empire

Two noble merchants, look at me, and I look at you. They sat opposite in the bedroom specially prepared for them.

"What to do? Buying these **** is much harder than buying those city guards back then. They have good manners and pickets, and there are spies from the guards..." a businessman asked helplessly.

"It has nothing to do with those... This is their battlefield. Of course they prayed to their gods on the battlefield." Another businessman shook his head and said, "Think about how you look like in the stock exchange. Right."

At that time, the two of them were also sincerely praying to their god, Chris, the **** of wealth, that they would dedicate their souls, just to see another daily limit!

"Well, if His Majesty doesn't stop us from making a fortune this time, I might still be a loyal believer." The businessman laughed at himself and lit a cigarette, which was dispelled by the smell of cigarettes. The faint smell of corpses around.

There is no shortage of electricity here. After all, there are magic spar and the like as an energy supplement, and there is a large amount of diesel fuel, and lighting and other electricity can be guaranteed.

The lights in the room are stable, without the slightest flicker, and the air purifier is constantly working to provide purer air for the people in the room.

"What we have to think about now is to let the emperor change his mind." The businessman leaned on the chair and said very annoyed.

It is obviously not an easy task for his emperor to change his mind. This emperor is the founding emperor, full of prestige and accustomed to power. In this case, to make such an emperor change his mind, the only way to change the emperor's mind is slowly.

"I'm going to walk around with Lord Powell, maybe he can talk to Lord Norak..." After thinking about it, he continued to mutter to himself somewhat unwillingly.

In fact, he also knew that the Lord Powell in his mouth was just his patron, and this patron was simply not worth mentioning in front of an adult named Norak.

And this Lord Norak, who sounds like his hands and eyes, is not even qualified to raise his hand to ask questions during a meeting, and to talk to Mr. Gurlo, the boss of the business department who presided over the meeting...

And people like Gurluo, the tycoon of the business department, are the ones who can discuss issues with the emperor. If they can influence the emperor, they need to be a higher level.

Countless examples throughout the ages have proved that the most influential emperors are the women who can blow the pillow breeze like the imperial concubines and queens.

But this method is a bit unworkable for Chris: the concubines of the emperor's majesty are either princesses dedicated to the army, or elves who do not eat fireworks and great magicians.

Jessica, the only civilian princess who seems to be able to buy, is now the super rich man who controls the public opinion of the empire. The star, who is as beautiful as a flower, is worth not much lower than the wealth of wealth on the Ailan Hill rich list.

"This kind of thing, how can we young people talk to the big people with hands and eyes..." another businessman complained.

He knows what level he is. In a small place, he might be able to cover the sky with one hand, but in front of the real dragon robbing, he can't even count as a ground snake.

It's a little too overwhelming to reluctantly find those big shots. It's as if Deans brought tens of thousands of gold coins to see Clark, the prime minister of the Arante Empire, and he was simply insulting himself.

"Or, let's walk around on the military side? If we provide the army with some canned sausages for free... You said that Master Medias of the Expeditionary Army, can you see us?" Finally, he still thought about it. He suggested some ways.

Some of the money can be given directly to individuals, and some can be used directly on the surface.

There are many ways to raise funds in the Ailan Hill Empire. Investing a sum of money into the war will generally get a good return.

In addition to fundraising, some capitalists will purchase additional materials to transport to the front line to improve the supply of frontline troops. In this case, the army is also willing to provide some convenience for these capitalists.

For example, when fighting, some fields or farms will be protected as much as possible, and some valuable ancient buildings will be left behind to reduce civilian casualties as much as possible.

In this way, business people will save a lot of time and it will be more convenient to restore the local economy. They will earn more, so they are more willing to provide a lot of help to the troops.

This is why when they started, they thought they would give some things to the troops, and the troops would think about it and leave some demons for them.

But this time, their wishful thinking fell through, and the army did not dare to be sloppy on His Majesty's orders, and the demons were not the same as those of civilians.

"I don't think so, he must be disdain to have a relationship with people like us. But I heard that the general named Heidi Cannon from Norma is a nobleman, maybe we can walk through the door..." Another nobleman The businessman suggested.

His companion nodded and agreed: "You can try it from him. If it works, you can leave a good destiny on the military side, and you can speak better in the future."

In their view, if a bill is spent, there will always be a return. If you don’t return here, you will return in other ways.

"Or, we can...look forward to the imperial emperor...what will happen to you during this cruise visit..." Lowered his voice, a businessman said in a voice that only two people could hear.

"Wow." Hearing these words, another businessman trembled with fright. He bounced from his position and yelled with a trembling voice: "You, what are you talking nonsense... I didn't hear anything." , I heard nothing!"

The timid people even trembled in their calves when they heard the topic about the accident of the emperor's majesty.

At least in his opinion, this topic of talking about the safety of the emperor is itself a kind of suicide or, in other words, an uncomfortable suicide method.

"Hush!" The other person was also taken aback, and quickly made a silent gesture: "I heard too! Bastard! Don't be so surprised!"

"You idiot!" The businessman who jumped up from the chair pointed to the other's nose: "Even you have heard that these people who want to be against your Majesty, where their ancestors are buried, may be investigated. Clear!"