Chapter 207
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"One hundred times? Two hundred times?"
Everyone was shocked by his words. They stared at George for a long time. A dignified lady couldn't help but ask: "Mr. George, are you sure that such a textile machine exists?" "Yes.
George looked at her and smiled: "There is no doubt about the production efficiency of the new textile machine. I have contacted the three inventors of the 'Temple of Elements'. They are building it in secret. What we need to consider now is how to quickly occupy the market and monopolize the textile industry before the other consortiums can react."
Everyone looked at each other. Although they felt it was incredible, they still believed George's words. After all, it was meaningless to deceive them. One of the middle-aged men thought for a moment: "We should contact the textile mills as soon as possible and receive all the orders as soon as possible."
"Yes." Someone immediately agreed.
"I think the 'Temple of Elements' should award us with the credit of the invention when the new textile machine is launched. The civilians will know that we invented it and will trust us." Another old man said.
George looked at him and shook his head: "The invention rights are not in our hands."
Everyone was stunned as they looked at him in doubt.
"Recently there has been a new consortium called New World consortium. I believe you have heard of it." George slowly said: "This new textile machine was invented by the New World Consortium. They should have submitted the invention application to the 'Temple of Elements'. At present, we are the first to get the news about this new textile machine. Therefore, we must grab the market before the New World Consortium has the ability to swallow it!" George slowly said.
Everyone looked at each other as they heard this. There was a hint of understanding in their eyes.
"Mr. Rudolph, I heard that your daughter is very familiar with the New World consortium. Isn't the New World consortium in a cooperative relationship with us?" A middle-aged man suddenly asked.
Rudolph's face changed: "My daughter has nothing to do with the New World consortium. Don't be misled by the newspapers of other consortiums. He is a hunter recruited by the New World consortium. He helped my daughter a little. My daughter went to visit him when she learned that he was released from prison. It's just a matter between two children. You don't need to think about it."
The middle-aged man showed a look of understanding, but he shook his head and said, "Although it's a child's matter, our various consortiums are keeping an eye on each other. If the other consortiums mistakenly think that we are cooperating with the New World Financial Group, it will cause some adverse reactions."
Rudolph frowned. His face was gloomy.
Someone saw that the atmosphere was a bit stiff: "Since we have no intention to cooperate with the New World consortium, it is better to cut off their finances and completely collapse them. I don't know what Old Fulin is thinking. Does he want to lead the Ryan family back to the glory of the past?"
"Old Fulin is indeed greedy."
"What a pity."
The others all had different attitudes.
George said. "The New World Consortium has received a lot of textile orders with the new textile machine. We have sent people to snatch these orders. They can only get some deposits at most. After we stabilize the market, we will slowly chew the New World Consortium."
"The Scott Financial Group has been keeping a close eye on us. If we promote it without restraint, it'll attract their attention," someone said.
George said, "That's why I've gathered all of you here to discuss how to deal with it."
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Ryan Castle. That night.
The carriage arrived and entered the manor.
Old Fulin got off the carriage with the help of servants. He saw Dudian sitting in the hall and winked at him.
Dudian nodded slightly.
At the moment, everyone in the castle was waiting for Old Fulin to come back for dinner. Old Fulin took off his hat and coat.
Old Fulin and Dudian went back to his study after dinner.
"How was it?" Dudian asked.
Old Fulin slowly sat down at the desk. There was a smile on his face: "They agreed. Originally they asked for 20%, but in the afternoon they seemed to have received some news. So they loosened their mouth."
Dudian was relieved: "That's good. Didn't they propose to pay 100,000 gold coins?"
"No." Old Fulin shook his head: "Even a big consortium like the Scott Financial Group would have to hold a board meeting to discuss about it. So they proposed a division. Moreover they seem to have considered the market saturation problem. So they didn't give too high a price. Tomorrow they will send people to learn how to use it. I've given them the blueprints you gave me. I think they will start to manufacture it overnight."
Dudian nodded: "Time is money. If their intelligence is good enough then they should know that the Mellon Consortium is in control of it."
"Yes." Old Fulin's face showed a fox-like smile: "I intentionally or unintentionally revealed hints in this aspect during the negotiations. So they didn't have time to think about it. Today they signed the contract on the spot."
Dudian smiled: "The older the ginger, the more spicier it is. How much initial capital did they give this time?"
"Ten thousand gold coins." Old Fulin smiled: "Including the compensation of thirty thousand gold coins and the money earned from the shops in Yard street and other small towns, as well as the textile orders we received, the total amount is close to fifty thousand gold coins!"
Dudian nodded. It was almost the same as he had expected. Although the matches were sold to the Scott Financial Group, but they would have to wait for the settlement of the property next month. As for the sales of the Ryan Castle shops, even if the business was booming, the amount of gold coins earned was very small. After all, there weren't many shops and they were located in remote towns. Moreover the matches were cheap so they could only rely on small profits and long-term use to make money. It would take time to ferment.
"Now the shares of textiles and matches will come out next month. Let's see how much we can get next month." Dudian said.
Old Fulin laughed: "According to my estimation, if the sales of the Scott family's property are good, we can raise the money in three months or at most half a year."
Dudian sighed. He urgently needed to improve his strength in case the Mellon family would send assassins again. Although the other senior hunter was a knight, but his combat ability was stronger than the assassins. Under the absolute power crushing, the assassins didn't need to wait until they were defenseless to sneak in and assassinate them. They only needed to find the time when there were fewer people.
"I'll leave these things to you. I should also practice my skills." Dudian said. His archery level was still at the primary hunter level. Unfortunately, the Ryan family was too poor. Now they were in the stage of saving money. They didn't have the money to hire a hunter instructor to guide them. Hunting skills were passed down by word of mouth. There were very few records in books. They could only spend a lot of money to hire an instructor.
"Leave it to me. Don't continue to be distracted." Old Fulin said as he looked at Dudian with worry. Although they could rent the passage outside the giant wall soon, but Dudian was the only hunter in the family. If something happened outside the giant wall, the Ryan family would be completely finished.
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