The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

In the luxurious carriage, Thomas Scaled took a sip of the coffee on the table. Thomas is the youngest son of the second chancellor of the exchequer. He has shown amazing business talent and sense of smell since he was a child. Although he is only in his early 20s now, But he has become an excellent financial officer.

He was handsome, with blond hair neatly groomed, sitting in the carriage without a coat, only a white shirt and a black vest were exposed.

The time has come to September. September in Abetus is the hottest season of the year, but at this time in the sealed carriage, the air is cool, and the temperature here is actually very pleasant.

Sitting opposite him was the somewhat reserved Master Rafik. He was Rebecca's older brother. For the sake of the family's business, the entire Snow family had completely surrendered to the Scarlet family not long ago.

"Mr. Thomas, we haven't found any specific information about Rebecca's friend, but we have investigated the background of the Henrik Telephone Communication Company. The company's shares are not complicated. The company with the highest shareholding ratio is a Henrik's man, followed by Mr Newcomen of the Royal Academy of Engineering."

"And finally my sister Rebecca."

"Mr. Newcomen is a real big shot. I heard...his student Henrik is one of the inventors of the telephone. Will we cause any trouble if we do this now?" Rafiq asked cautiously road.

"Don't worry." Thomas waved his hand, "Everything you do now is legal, this is Abetus, not a place where you can have the right to speak by brute force, not to mention Mr. Newcomen, even Princess Charlotte, even our Majesty the King, will not have any questions!"

Thomas looked confident, "The extraordinary belongs to the extraordinary, and the realistic belongs to the real. This is the rule set down by our King himself, and we are now implementing this creed." He continued.

"Banks are not charitable organizations. Large loans require collateral. This telephone company has just been established and has no substantial assets to sell. In this case, due to risk considerations, banks are unwilling to provide large loans or delay Is there any problem with the approval process?!"

"No problem!" he said to himself.

"I've thought about everything you said. That Henrik may really have some background, and he can be regarded as a genius in the extraordinary world, but so what? In the world of money, the Scarlet family is the only one. A real master."

"There are our rules here, even if Mr. Newcomen is standing in front of me, I dare to answer like this." He looked complacent, "This is the foundation of this country, the boundary between the extraordinary and the real, each has its own rules, It cannot be broken!"

Glancing at Rafiq with a half-smile, Thomas finally concluded: "Only by mastering the right to speak in formulating rules can one become a real master."

"But I heard..." Rafik was still a little hesitant, "More than a month ago, at the internal communication meeting of the Royal Academy of Engineering, in addition to being recommended by Newcomen, that Henryk was also recommended by Mr. Appleyard's appreciation."

"He also mentioned that this Henrik is trusted by the Duke." Obviously, in the hearts of Rafik and others, Duke Dressel is obviously a person who is above the rules.

"I've heard similar news." Thomas nodded. "Some people even think that this Henryk is the illegitimate son of Duke Dressel."

"Haha!" He couldn't help laughing, "I've checked, and it's all fake news, and haven't you noticed? We haven't heard any news about that Henrik in the past month or so. .”

"This is very abnormal." Thomas tapped lightly on the table, "Duke Dressel is very generous to those he values, but this time, he didn't respond to that Henryk."

"So it is necessary for us to doubt the authenticity of this news."

"Well, even if this Henryk is indeed valued by the Duke, before he grows up, he is not qualified to deal with the Scaled family. For such a trivial matter, I don't believe the Duke will personally end it."

"After all, what we want to buy is Rebecca's shares. What does it have to do with Henrik, Mr. Newcomen, and the princess and duke who may exist behind it?"

"At this time, business is just business." Talking about his field of expertise, Thomas' young face showed a maturity and confidence that did not match his current age.

"I see, sir." Rafiq nodded.

"What you need to do now is to put pressure on your sister through various methods to let her sell the shares in her hand to me. The moment the signing is signed, the kingdom's laws will take effect, and no one will be able to change all of this." Thomas exhorted.

"After probing so many times, no one else came forward. It seems that the relationship between those big shots and this company is not as close as we imagined." Rafiq was also convinced.

In fact, they did consider many possible influences, so they restrained themselves in the first few contacts, and then slowly tested the bottom line, until they used all means in these two days.

"Mr. Thomas, you seem to be very concerned about this phone company, and even risked offending several big shots to get involved in this business." Rafiq asked with some doubts.

The news about the telephone company has been spread in Abetus for more than a month, and everyone is still extremely curious about new things, and some businessmen have shown great enthusiasm for this business.

However, Rebecca was unwilling to agree to a small-scale investment, and wanted to have a certain right to speak for a larger amount of funds, so even after more than a month, no businessman could join the company.

"You don't understand, there are too many things you can do if you master this channel." Thomas smiled half-smile, "Increasing wealth doesn't mean much to us anymore, what we care more about is a kind of communication." The monopoly and mastery of the method." He seemed very excited, and said some information that he rarely communicated on weekdays.

"When a certain fast and fast way of communication is only in your own hands, as your competitors, their life will not be easy." Thomas said his real purpose.

"It should be a qualification, a status symbol, like... only nobles can have it."

At this moment, someone knocked on the car window, and then a letter was handed in. After glancing at the badge imprint on the letter, Rafiq's breathing immediately became rapid.

Thomas slowly opened the envelope, folded the letter paper and put it away after reading it. He smiled and looked at Rafik who was sitting opposite.

"Sir... this letter, this is a letter from Admiral Garcia, right? What did he say in the letter?" Rafiq asked expectantly.

"Uncle agreed." Thomas nodded, "Your family's goods can go to sea at the designated port, and then be sent to Akkad through a safe channel."

"Great!" Rafiq clenched his fists and couldn't help thanking, "Thank you, Mr. Thomas, thank you so much!"

Just when the atmosphere in the carriage was harmonious, a hurried voice interrupted their conversation.

"Sir, there was an accident upstairs."

"The people brought by Miss Mariana clashed with them!"