Chapter 209
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"Patriarch, are you looking for me?" Dudian came in front of Old Fulin and bowed slightly.
Old Fulin smiled: "Mr. Charles from the Scott family wants to chat with you about the new textile machine."
Dean had expected this. He turned to the middle-aged man next to him: "Dean has seen Mr. Charles."
Charles stroked the emerald ring on his finger: "I have heard that Mr. Dean is not old. I didn't expect you to be so young. You are really an outstanding young talent!"
"You are overpraising me." Dudian replied modestly. He didn't have an extra good impression of him because of the praise.
Charles laughed: "Mr. Dean, your new textile machine and the invention of the 'match' are extremely great creations. Especially the new textile machine. It is really great! The reason I'm here today is to discuss our future cooperation. "
"Cooperation?" Dudian asked: "Do you mean?"
Charles smiled: "From now on, our Scott consortium is willing to buy all of your other inventions. The price is absolutely higher than the price offered by other consortia. So I hope that you can contact us as soon as possible if you have any inventions."
Dudian understood that the Scott consortium had tasted the sweetness of the match and the new textile machine. So they wanted to transplant the money tree to their own manor. Although the inspiration of inventors would dry up, and sometimes they would only create one or two famous works, there was still a very low possibility of creating a new invention with great commercial value, and this probability was worth it for them to send someone to personally recruit him.
Dudian thought for a moment and humbly said: "You think too highly of me. I'm just a hunter. Inventions are just my sideline or a little hobby. It was pure luck that I was able to come up with these two things."
Charles laughed: "Mr. Dean is too modest. If the people from the 'Temple of Elements' were to hear this, wouldn't they be so angry that they would vomit blood? It's just a sideline but the inventions are so great. In the future, there will be a statue of your honor in the 'Temple of Elements'. It will be immortal! "
Dean heard his exaggerated words and knew that he was flattering him. He might not believe what he said. He laughed: "You really overestimate me. I can't make a decision by myself. I want to think about it again."
Charles's face was full of smile, but there was a trace of anger in the depths of his eyes. He slowly said: "Mr. Dean, we have cooperated twice. Don't you trust our Scott consortium? Old Fulin knows that we are the most trustworthy."
Old Fulin smiled: "We naturally won't question the credibility of your Scott consortium. Otherwise, we wouldn't be the first to cooperate with you."
Charles looked at him. He knew that it would be difficult to win over the old fox. But he didn't expect that the boy would be unmoved. He had read a lot of people. How could he not see that the smile on Dudian's face was just polite? In the end, they had to talk about the most practical thing, money.
"Alright." Charles pondered: "I'll give you 5000 gold coins for the invention. It will be the sincerity of our Scott consortium. What do you think?"
Dudian looked at Old Fulin as he saw that Old Fulin was finally talking about the money. They had been together for many days so they knew each other's thoughts. Dudian slowly said: "Five thousand gold coins is enough to show the sincerity of the Scott consortium. But no one can say for sure whether the invention will be successful or not. So taking money for no reason is a bit unreasonable."
Charles didn't expect that Dudian wouldn't be moved. His face slightly changed: "Mr. Dean, what do you mean?"
Dudian didn't open his mouth but looked at Old Fulin.
Old Fulin looked at Charles: "Mr. Charles, since you are so sincere then we can't refuse. But we are short of money. Why don't you buy out the follow-up costs of the match? What do you think?"
"One buyout for you?" Charles was startled. He shook his head: "The matches are still on sale. We can't estimate the future market or estimate the cost of the buyout."
Old Fulin smiled: "We won't ask for too much. Fifty thousand gold coins. We won't ask for a share in the future. Moreover, our New World Consortium will no longer operate the match business. What do you think?"
Charles was startled. 50,000 gold coins wasn't much. Based on the current value of the matches, the profits they could earn would be far more than 50,000 gold coins. The longer the time, the more money they could earn. It was a commodity that would never fade. It was the same as the status of the fire sickle.
As for whether the New World Consortium would sell matches or not, he didn't think about it. Although it was a consortium, in fact, the Ryan Family was a lone commander. Relying on the few shops under the Ryan Family, they wouldn't be able to sell them for 1000 gold coins in ten years.
"I need to go back and discuss this matter." Charles was silent for a moment. He looked at Old Fulin: "But the family should agree. So I hope you will seriously consider it."
Old Fulin smiled: "I'll wait for your news."
Charles looked at him and then at Dudian. He didn't say anything more. He got up: "In that case, I'll go back first. See you." Then he turned and left the hall.
Dudian and Old Fulin watched Charles get on the carriage and leave. After the carriage disappeared down the hillside, Old Fulin slowly recovered his eyes. He looked at Dudian: "They should agree. This is a profitable business."
Dudian nodded: "They are in such a hurry. They should be worried that other consortia will come to us."
"They aren't the only ones who can see the gold." Old Fulin laughed.
As Dudian and Old Fulin expected, another giant consortium also sent people over at 9 o 'clock. It was the Green consortium. The price they offered was almost the same as what Charles had said. Old Fulin sent them back on the grounds that he would consider it.
After the Green Consortium, a few other consortiums came one after another, but they all returned with regrets.
"Only the military and the Mellon consortium didn't send people over. It seems that the Mellon consortium is self-aware." Old Fulin smiled at Dudian: "You are now a popular person in the aristocratic circle. You are an inventor with a bright future. Every aristocrat wants to cooperate with you. But in front of these consortia, the aristocrats know their own ability."
Dudian didn't show any joy. Whether it was a hunter or an inventor, people only cared about the benefits he could create.
The next day.
Charles of the Scott consortium came to the Ryan Castle. He brought a contract and 50,000 gold coins.
"Old Fulin, Mr. Dean, this is the buyout money for the matches. Please check it." There was an elegant smile on Charles' face as he handed over the contract: "The family values Mr. Dean's talent very much. I mentioned it yesterday and it was directly approved. If there is no problem with the contract, then I wish us a happy cooperation."
Old Fulin and Dudian looked at each other. They knew that the news of other consortia's visit had spread to the Scott consortium. Otherwise, the current market for matches would definitely be affected. If the contract was directly approved, then it was estimated that the contract would have been handed over before noon yesterday.
Old Fulin took out a magnifying glass and looked at the contract: "No problem. In the future, the New World Consortium will look for Mr. Dean's inventions. The first person we will look for will be the Scott consortium. Please rest assured."
Charles nodded. He wasn't worried about Old Fulin's fraud. Aristocrats had credibility. Moreover, they would send people to keep an eye on the Ryan family.
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