The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

Before noon, the news that Newcomen was promoted to the five permanent members spread throughout Abetus. Besides, another name was known to more people.

Henrik.

A young man who was favored by Duke Dressel and Appleyard at the same time.

Various rumors are flying about his investigation and his identity.

"What nonsense!" Princess Charlotte in the room put down the information collected in her hands angrily.

"They thought Sigmund and I were..."

"What's the matter?" Duke Dressel smiled, "In Abetus, in the whole of Elam, there should be no peers who are more outstanding than him."

"Even if you look at the Western Continent, counting the saints trained by the church, Sigmund is considered the best of the few, and this is not counting his talent in the field of creation. Such a young man is barely worthy of it." To our princess of Elam." The duke joked.

"But I don't think it's funny at all!" Charlotte said with a straight face, "Do you think it's funny? You can see for yourself." She said and handed the information in her hand to the Duke.

"There is only one guess for me. More people think... that Sigmund is your illegitimate child!"

"Really?" The Duke just smiled and didn't seem to care.

"No matter who it is, with such an outstanding son, they should wake up with a smile."

"Are you not angry?"

"Why should I be angry?" He handed the information back to Charlotte.

"It should be Sigmund who is troubled. This guess may be made into some kind of fact by those people. In the next period of time, his life in Abetus will not be easy."

"But I didn't expect that Appleyard would come to see me specially for Sigmund. It seems that we still underestimated Sigmund's talent in the creative field."

"How did you make Mr. Appleyard give up Sigmund?" Charlotte asked curiously.

"It's very simple." Duke Dressel sighed, "I told him that we don't have time."

"Go, send someone to send a formal invitation card, and invite Sigmund to come here for dinner in the evening."

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Elm Street, apartment.

"To be honest, Rebecca, I know you are rich, but I didn't expect you to be so rich." Sigmund sat on the sofa, and at this moment, he felt that Rebecca sitting opposite was radiating of.

The light of money.

"This is all my savings. If I want to make up the money, except for the apartment we live in now and the old house left to me by my mother, the rest of the property needs to be sold."

"What about Liam?" Sigmund asked.

"The real estate there can't be sold for much, and it's far from being comparable to Abetus, so I didn't count it. In addition... there are many memories of us there. I want to keep a souvenir. Maybe we have a chance to go back get there."

Seeing what you said, it seems that we really did something there, Sigmund muttered, and quickly turned his attention to the string of numbers on the paper.

50,000 gold pounds.

This is all of Rebecca's fortune.

In this era, a copper coin is equivalent to four or five yuan in RMB, but this is only a rough idea. Considering the purchasing power and the huge gap between the social economy, the money in this world is obviously more valuable.

If you convert it... =_=

Uh... Anyway, a lot of money really.

"Although I have great confidence, but to be honest, nothing in this world is absolute." Sigmund said.

"I trust my own judgment, but I actually took advantage of you." Rebecca said.

"I don't understand the mechanism of the telephone, but if it's really like what you said, even if it only lays the line in Abetus, the ability of this telephone company to make money will shock everyone."

"This is a real monopoly and the biggest profiteering."

"Well, the establishment and operation of the company will be left to you and Ashley. Although 50,000 gold pounds is a lot of money, it is obviously impossible to spread the lines throughout Abetus, so In the beginning we had to plan as well as possible…”

Sigmund nodded, and relayed some of his understanding of the telephone business and subsequent business philosophy to Rebecca.

In essence, this newly established Henrik Telephone Company is just a means for Sigmund to strengthen his own strength, not the main tool for making money.

What he considered was not profit, but expanding influence as much as possible. He believed that Louis had always been obsessed with transforming Abetus, not just because of his status as a prince.

He understands the strength of the enemy, and knows that nothing can be changed by his own efforts. In this regard, Sigmund is also willing to try.

With Appleyard's approval and Duke Dressel's support, Sigmund's telephone business will not be disturbed in the Kingdom of Elam.

In return, he discussed with Newcomen and handed over the design drawing of the mechanical steam engine to Dressel. Whether it is used to equip warships or expand production, after a period of development, the new steam engine will definitely give the whole The kingdom has made a big difference.

The duke didn't let Sigmund be in a hurry, he paid part of the profits from the steam engine directly to Sigmund, plus Rebecca's start-up capital and bank loans, Sigmund planned to use the steam engine as soon as possible. Telephone lines run all over Abetus.

"The seats in the House of Lords are firmly held by nobles and key officials. We have no chance at the moment. Take your time. With the rise of the telephone business, we still have a chance to fight for the qualifications for the House of Commons."

In addition to the development of the telephone company, Sigmund also planned a new direction for Rebecca.

"I'm going to talk to Nancy's father about the bank loan." Rebecca quickly entered the role.

Nancy was the protagonist in the Nightmare on Elm Street incident they experienced not long ago. Her father was a powerful banker, and the last time Nancy held a mysterious ceremony, the purpose was to pray for her father.

At the time her father was campaigning for a seat in the House of Commons.

When Sigmund was in Liam City, he discovered that Rebecca had a good business acumen. As for Ashley, as a legendary assassin, their organization in London was naturally inseparable from business activities and support.

London at the end of the 19th century was a time when business was booming, and Ashley had also accumulated a lot of experience under the influence of her ears and eyes. They had complementary personalities and cooperated tacitly, making them the best partners.

In this way, in an ordinary apartment on Elm Street, the Henrik Telephone Company was established in the communication of three people.

Not long after the conversation was over, someone from the Duke's Palace sent an invitation.

Taking advantage of the free time in the afternoon, the three of Sigmund registered the telephone company.

"Sigmon, what position do you plan to give me in the company?" Rebecca asked curiously when she walked to the street.

"You?" He looked Rebecca up and down a few times. The lawyer lady was wearing a light blue pleated skirt and a hat of the same color, looking pure and lovely in the afternoon sun.

"Look at your performance." Sigmund smiled.

"What do you mean, I have helped my mother manage accounts since I was a child, and I am a lawyer..." Rebecca was a little annoyed.

"Got it, got it." Sigmund interrupted Rebecca with a wave of his hand.

"Looking at our relationship, why don't you start as an assistant to the president?"

"President?" Rebecca's eyes widened. This is an unfamiliar word. "What does an assistant do?"

Sigmund smiled without saying a word.

Assistants can do a lot.