A certain someone spoke nicely, but he still asked about the Grand Warlock Saint and who he wanted to introduce.
Today, he didn't need to invest in other people's shares to intimidate others so that he could get things done easily. Ruan Wenyue had the same attitude. He could tolerate a mage with unique skills being on equal footing with him, but it did not mean that he would accept other collaborators.
It was a matter of discussion now. But in terms of actual actions, it was inevitable that there would be a dispute and a boss and a second boss. If someone who was not strong enough wanted to join this game, they would be eliminated in minutes.
Even if this Grand Warlock Saint wanted to join, he could only lower his status and become the leader of the research and development team. He was not qualified to be a collaborator. Because he did not have the core skills, he could not contribute as much as the Ruan family's investment.
However, Babak Abnahan's choice of candidates calmed everyone down. One of the 16 Grand Dukes of the Guevana Empire, Grand Duke Carvey, who was the closest to the Holy City of Estali.
"Grand Duke Carvey is one of the few men among the nobles of the empire that I am interested in. Although he is now far away from the central government and does not hold much power, you must not underestimate him. Not to mention other things, there are many mines in his dukedom. It is just that many of them have stopped mining now. If you can use those mines effectively and earn a sum of money, I believe he will be very interested. "
The reason why Ruan Wenyue could not do anything was that this Grand Duke Carvey was an old customer of the Ruan family's Jialong Chamber of Commerce. He wanted to transport the iron ore produced by the family's mines to the Holy City, so he could not avoid this Grand Duke's territory.
One must know that the chamber of commerce in the mystical land was actually very similar to the escort agencies in ancient China. In order to safely transport the goods, it was necessary to beat up the bandits in the mountains. The nobles in the Mystic Lands were legal bandits. If they didn't satisfy these people, they would be lucky if their goods weren't stolen. It would be normal for them to be robbed. It was normal for them to lose both their people and their wealth. Killing them would be the prelude to their own death.
Therefore, under such circumstances, if the Grand Duke really joined in, Ruan Wenyue would immediately become the third in line. He would only be able to watch the mage and the Grand Duke fight for first and second place, while he would not be able to fight for anything.
But as for the Grand Warlock Saint wanting to introduce such a Grand Duke to the business of manufacturing cars, Lin just smiled. He had seen too many situations where young people went to those landlords with good ideas to invest, but were humiliated to the point that they wanted to dig a hole to bury themselves.
Although the Grand Duke might not be such a person, the Grand Warlock Saint was not a young man with no hair on his face. Grand Warlock Saint did not have too much hope. It wasn't that he was afraid of being disappointed, but regardless of whether the Grand Duke joined or not, or whether this person from the Ruan Family really wanted to join, the matter of building a car was just a casual move to him.
His goal was nothing more than the car parked outside. What he wanted to do now was to make the car more complete so that it would be more convenient for him to travel. The idea of making a big business out of selling cars had long faded away.
............... to..... to.. In this era, it was not only a matter of money to build one's own magic tower.
A building that was three to five stories tall and entirely made out of magical materials would require far more materials than a magic sword or a full set of magic armor. The difficulty was that one might not be able to buy such a large amount of materials even if one had the money!
The reason why the mage families or inheritances who had accumulated enough wealth to build the tower in the end was not because they were accumulating the wealth they needed, but because they relied on the efforts of generations to collect the materials they needed.
Otherwise, to be honest, all the money saved from the forum designed by a certain someone might not be enough to buy the materials to build a three-story Magic Tower, but at least one or two stories would not be a problem. But even if one really saved so much money, the reality was that there was no place to spend it.
If one was in a hurry to buy a specific product in the market, it would be strange if such a person was not taken advantage of on Earth. The Magic Tower was not much better in this aspect. Even if one was not taken advantage of, no one would hoard the materials to build a Magic Tower. They would have to be transported from afar. The transportation cost could not be absorbed by the Chamber of Commerce, so it would naturally be added to the price.
Even if one wanted to build a Magic Tower in an ownerless land, the materials needed to be transported to the construction site and people to help build it. If it was a mage with a shallow foundation and someone stumbled in the process, not to mention building a Magic Tower, it would be a problem whether he could return to the civilized world alive.
In other words, if there was no powerful person to support his Magic Tower, even if he collected the money he needed in this lifetime, he would still be looking at a pile of gold coins.
As for using that money to fight for the inheritance of the ownerless Magic Tower? According to some unknown news, Guebrach Tripwood had been blacklisted by the Society of Sorcerers. The inheritance of the Magic Tower would never fall to him. The Tower of the Great Sage was unsolvable, so these people were full of wariness.
In any case, there were no certain rules about the choice of inheritance. It all depended on who the local branch assigned to, and who would inherit. It was very difficult to find a Magic Tower like the original Tower of the Great Sage in the Magic Tower, which had been empty for a few years and hated by people and ghosts. The chances of picking it up again were slim.
Perhaps the end of his life was in the Holy City of Estali. Someone thought so.
After wandering for a few years, he finally confirmed one thing: he was an otaku. The life of "the world is so big, I want to see it everywhere" was not suitable for him.
But now was not the time for someone to let his imagination run wild. After Ruan Wenyue decided to join the automotive industry, he had already begun to negotiate with Lin about the preliminary plan. He would actively do this, which could be considered as preparing for a rainy day.
Although Grand Duke Carvey had a good reputation, he himself was indeed a person who did not care about anything. But how could a duke's family not cultivate shrewd and capable assistants to become stewards, deacons, and people who took care of the family property? Those people were sent out to do business, and their skills were also on the level of big shots.
If Grand Duke Carvey was really interested in the automotive industry, before the grand duke officially joined, he would first discuss some conditions with the mage in front of him, decide on the distribution of benefits, and even start the plan. This could be considered a natural alliance to fight against the powerful figure who had suddenly joined.
It would not be to the extent that the grand duke could dominate everything as soon as he showed up, swallow all the benefits, and only end up working for nothing. Because before any changes to the arrangements that had already been started, one had to first consider whether or not it would destroy the established plan and cause overall losses. Not to mention using violent methods to intervene, which would only provoke public anger.
Of course, the mages present could see through such thoughts. Even Ruan Wenyue would more or less reveal the intention of roping him in in his words. Lin did not comment on this. In any case, it was just a casual move. As long as he was not kicked out with nothing, he did not care too much about how far he could go.
On the other hand, the two Ruan brothers, once business negotiations began, the two of them played the role of good cop and bad cop perfectly. Presumably, this was not the first time this kind of thing had happened. The most commendable thing was that while there was pressure in the conversation, it was not to the extent of disgust.
If it were an ordinary person, they would probably be coaxed into a daze by this series of attacks. But for Lin, he did not have the patience to invest too much effort in this anyway. If he wanted the other party to do more, it was understandable that he would give them some benefits.
But the key part, he still had to control what he should control. There was no such thing as a free lunch in this world. If he only thought about paying money and not putting in effort, and did not care about anything else, and just waited to collect money, he would be eaten clean sooner or later.
When the first round of negotiations came to an end, it was also time for the banquet to end. After all, the pace of life in the mysterious land was not as hurried as in the advanced metropolises on Earth. Except for some research that could not be interrupted, no one would burn the midnight oil for work. So after Ruan Wenyue agreed to visit at home tomorrow to discuss the follow-up, everyone left for the day.
On the way back, of course, a certain someone still drove the semi-finished car. Under the envious gazes of a group of young people, he stepped on the accelerator and left.
The magician who was invited to the banquet came alone, so he came and went like the wind. The others brought their families. When they said they were leaving, the servants in charge of driving the cars were busy. The horses were brought out from the stable and tied to the car. Then according to the order of status, whoever could get on the car and leave first would have to wait a little longer. But although it was busy, there was still order in the chaos.
Whether it was Warlock Saint Babak Abnahan, his friends, students, or the members of the Ruan family of the Jialong Chamber of Commerce, they all had a place to stay in the Sacred City. They borrowed this aristocratic mansion just to hold the banquet.
As the helmsman of one of the branches of the Ruan family, Ruan Wenyue and his brother Ruan Wenzhao sat in the same carriage and left. Outside the carriage, there were two rows of guards with guns on their backs. The two brothers sat firmly in the middle.
When the carriage left the aristocratic mansion, Ruan Wenzhao, who had been holding back his words, finally opened his mouth and asked, "Big brother, why didn't you insist on setting the center near our mine?"
"What's the reason for insisting on doing so?"
"In our territory, we have the final say. If that magician is not convinced, we can just kick him out. He's just a magician, what right does he have to negotiate with us? "
"If he only had the technology of cars, I would consider doing the same thing as you. But have you ever thought about what else he has? Airships, swords, printing machines, and even the technology of transforming magic towers. Each of these has considerable benefits. If we do what you do, it's the same as cutting off the possibility of other cooperation, isn't it? "
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