My Empire

"It's really ironic." In the financial trading center of Serris, the capital of the Ailanhill Empire, when a little-known man waved the credentials in his hand in excitement, he was far from the tallest magic tower in Galenok, the capital of Grecken Inside, Alves looked at a report in front of him, dumbfounding.

Just now, while waiting for the voting result of the magician representatives, he received a data report from a media investigation.

Within seven days of Greaken’s announcement of the Alanhill Empire news, all of Greaken’s domestic civil industrial companies’ stocks had soared threefold!

Gricken is no better than Ailan Hill. Many industries in the Ailan Hill Empire are free, and stocks can be bought and sold freely.

But Grecan is different. Grecan followed the example of Allan Hill and insisted that stocks can be bought and sold freely. As a result, the people did not buy it. Everyone had a negative and fearful attitude towards this fundraising method.

As a result, the stock trading system that imitated the Lanhill Empire established two years ago simply couldn't be maintained.

In the end, Alves, who had no choice but to grit his teeth, announced the "national reform" of these enterprises.

The method of reform is to use the national treasury reserves to purchase some of the stocks of these factories by means of compulsory purchase.

At the same time, in order to take the lead, Alves and more than half of the consuls, parliamentarians, and senior magicians have subscribed for a batch of factory stocks out of their pockets.

Then, after half a year, these factories began to make a lot of profits, and Yalves turned from the respected chief executive officer of Gricken to the richest man in Gricken...

Now, in the past few days, as the news of the Alanhill Empire attached to Grycon has become tumultuous, Alves' worth has soared three times in one go!

Yes, he is making money now, not much slower than printing money! If he sells his stock now, the cash in his hand is estimated to be an astronomical figure!

"Master Archon... In this case, if... I mean if... the affairs of our Alanhill Empire are cancelled..." A confidant swallowed a mouthful of saliva and looked at Alves. Said a little timidly.

After a pause, he said the result he feared most: "Those who have already benefited, those who want benefit...I'm afraid it's not going to be crazy..."

It is also a terrible thing to think about: most of the consuls have smiled on their faces in the past few days. You don't need to ask for the reason. They have made money!

But now, if you tell them that the plan with the Alanhill Empire inside is cancelled, what will happen next?

The stock market will be frustrated by bad news, and their money will shrink. The most terrible thing is that those who have recently bought stocks at a high price will naturally not give up.

At that time, it will not be as simple as the financial tsunami. He will be responsible for the shrinking of the entire Grecan Empire's industry!

An angry person will certainly not listen to his explanation, or he does not have the ability to explain, even he himself does not quite understand why, overnight, a textile factory with a market value of more than 200 million gold coins will become a capital of 2 million. Can't sell...

Everyone would just throw their grievances on him, the poor chief archon, when he was covered in mouth and couldn't explain it clearly.

"This is really a thing full of irony! Is this world crazy, or am I crazy?" Alves sighed with emotion, and he could only shook his head at this private investigation report.

He was forced to be helpless and barely became the richest man in Gricken, and then he was confused and tripled his worth...

What makes him even more ridiculous is that now, the magicians who were determined not to buy stocks are cutting their heads and squeezing in the stock exchange center in Galenok, wanting to buy stocks that some people have sold.

And the person who bought the stock, because of the current situation, turned out to be the most steadfast supporter of Allan Hill within Greken.

Thinking about it, it makes people think that something like stocks is a big hole dug by the Ailan Hill Empire!

"My lord, it's too late to say anything. The council is voting. If we can join Ailan Hill, everything is happy, but if we cancel the included plan, you have to think about how to appease those Crazy person." The confidant bowed his head slightly and told Alves what he thought.

"My lord! My lord!" Outside the door, a magician waved the result of the vote in his hand, and rushed over quickly, his palm slapped on the door, yelling in a hurry.

Alves was taken aback, then looked at the door and said: "Come in! Give me the result!"

He knew that it was a blessing, not a curse, but a truth that could not be avoided. The immediate result has already come out, and what is going on can only be admitted and cannot be changed.

After all, he is not the emperor of the Greaken Empire, he is just a great consul.

If speaking of prestige, he can put forward a major direction of governance, and everyone will not object to it, and he can discuss it seriously.

But if he was allowed to make a decision with one word, it would be a bit difficult for him. Chris can do this, Andrea can do it, Albert can do it, even the emperor of the eternal empire can do it... But he, even the late Archon, Lonsad Lai, you can't do it!

"577 members of the Magic Council voted, 211 were against, 293 were in favor, and the rest of the magicians abstained..." When he saw the content of the vote, Alves felt that he was going to collapse.

He really didn't want to see a result he didn't want to see, and the fact was not joking with him, he tremblingly found a seat and sat down, and then let out a long sigh.

"Huh...Finally, it's safe to go ashore." Alves discovered at this time that his slightly dry palm was still trembling slightly at this moment.

He handed the result in his hand to his confidant, then grabbed a water glass on the table and took a sip of water to suppress his nervousness.

When he stood up again, Alves returned to the majesty of his Archon. He coughed, looked at his confidant who was already crying with joy, and pointed to the door of the room: "Let's go! It's time for us to implement this result..."

"Yes! Your lord." With this result, Alves' confidant bowed his head slightly, the excited expression on his face could no longer be restrained. Alves became the deputy prime minister of the Ailan Hill Empire. His confidant, the tide has risen, and he naturally has a brighter future!

The future has never been better! At this moment, he felt that the sun outside the window was so bright.