After the meeting, the distinguished guests dispersed to have lunch in various rooms of the Empire Grand Hall.
Viscount Peart also specially invited the best chef in Catrons to cook. Unfortunately, the guests did not bother to eat at this time. They only took a few bites and then gathered in small groups to discuss it in a deserted place.
In the largest reception room on the third floor, the Grand Duke of Titans, Marquis Dean Luke, and the son of Marquis Xiao Jie, the head of Angel Wheel, gathered together with their respective business agents.
The three young masters play well every day because of their parents, so they are now summarizing the bids for later.
"You two, how much will we pay later?" West, the youngest son of Marquis Dean Luke, asked the two of them.
"It's better to be higher!" said Gamitov, the eldest son of the Grand Duke of Titans.
"How high should it be?" asked Sinok, the second son of Marquis Xiao Jie.
"Two hundred dollars, if you give him an increase of ten times, it will be alright, right?" Gamitov said.
"Yeah, almost." West nodded.
"Okay." Sinok also nodded and agreed: "It sounds nice, but even if it can produce so much coal, it is impossible for the Imperial City to digest it all. It's a bit exaggerated."
"That's right, they are bound to lose money this year. It's hard to say what will happen next year. Most people can only pay for it with a hundred dollars." West slapped his thigh and said: "We can pay for it by ten times.
Oh my gosh, there must be no problem."
"It's almost the same. In the end, the deal was only 100 US dollars."
"Okay, it's settled!" Gamitov put down the goblet in his hand, stood up and said, "We all pay two hundred dollars, and no one is allowed to change."
"Who becomes the Guelph Dog of Lake Victoria!"
"good!"
"Ok, deal."
After the three people negotiated, they took everyone back to their respective rooms for a lunch break. In fact, it was just a small meeting.
………………
Gamitov returned to his room and just sat down on the sofa. He couldn't wait to ask the old housekeeper of the family: "Uncle Solderin, can we just pay two hundred dollars?"
"It's safe to say at least two hundred and fifty dollars." Solderin gritted his teeth in frustration.
"Ah, so many?" Gamitov was startled.
"Master Linda sounds nice, but this 'open bidding' is actually very insidious. I even suspect that Master Linda is not a magician, but a senior commercial agent who has been in business for decades."
Solderin sighed and explained to the young master:
"This kind of bidding that never ends is the worst. Even if everyone joins forces to get a low price, as long as Master Linda arranges a guarantee to ensure that the price is at the price they want, others can only buy at that price honestly.
"
After hearing this, Gamitov was silent for a while. Before he came, he got his father's instructions and listened to Solderin's instructions for this trip. What he said in the reception room just now was just parroting.
“So what price do we need to give?”
Solderin sighed helplessly and said: "The old slave just counted, today there are more than 400 people from the local area and about a hundred from other places. The stocks available for sale are only 50,000 shares. On average, each family can only buy one.
Hundred shares, this kind of profitable business, would anyone be equal to you?"
"That's right." Gamitov sat upright and said, "I see that there are many people who take hundreds of thousands of dollars for it, which is just like playing."
"This is exactly the truth." Solderin nodded and said: "Only the person with the highest bid can buy the stock. Master, how should I bid?"
"As long as you can afford it, you will definitely get the highest price." Gamitov understood, and took a breath and said, "Master Linda is so shady, forcing everyone to pay the highest price."
"Yes, Master Linda is not only good at magic research, but also very good at business. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to turn an investment of hundreds of thousands of dollars into a big business worth tens of millions or even hundreds of millions."
Although Solderin was angry, he still admired Linda in his heart.
I just felt that the other party's business methods were unprecedented in my life.
"Fortunately, the imperial family's kerosene and gas production has increased significantly. Everyone still has some concerns. If we pay two hundred and fifty dollars, it should be no problem."
Two hundred and fifty dollars was the largest authorization given to him by the Grand Duke of Titans.
"Even if the deal ends up being sold at this price, we still make a profit."
In the reception room arranged by Viscount Peart, Linda was preparing to meditate and relax.
After reacting, Viscount Peart licked his face and asked: "Master Linda, is fifty thousand shares too few? Do you want me to take out some too?"
After all, the recent acquisitions of abandoned coal mines were all made with real money. If it weren't for the cash cow of briquettes, he would have gone bankrupt long ago. He is now continuing to replenish cash.
Linda glanced at him and said nonchalantly: "If you're not afraid of a sharp rise then, just sell it!"
Viscount Peart immediately cheered up.
Linda said unhurriedly: "As the business of Imperial Kerosene and Gas Group Co., Ltd. gets better and better, the stock price will only get higher and higher. This time I took out 50,000 shares just to test the waters. If I can achieve the expected goal
, the price of the next free transaction will be higher.”
Viscount Peart became thoughtful.
"I see."
"Grand Magister William asked someone to give you a letter."
Linda took the letter, opened it, looked at it a few times, and smiled coldly.
"Fortunately, he is still a great mage, with such magnanimity and ability."
Grand Magister William's letter was to remind Linda of the competition, and at the same time show off his latest achievements, sarcastically saying that Linda would never be able to beat him.
This is already the third letter from Grand Magister William, and this is the letter that Viscount Peart only came out after he dared to finish the serious conversation.
Nine times out of ten, it's the kind of annoying content.
Viscount Peart asked cautiously: "Master Linda, where is the competition?"
"Don't worry, I will arrange it."
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The bidding in the afternoon was still held in the large dance hall, and each house put the written envelopes into the wooden box in turn.
After the bidding ended, Mondeo, Focus, and Viscount Peart started counting on the spot.
Mondeo and Focus are responsible for opening the envelope.
In front of all the distinguished guests, they opened more than 600 envelopes and took out the quotations inside.
Then stick each quotation on a small rectangular wooden sign, and hang the small wooden sign on the original shelf.
After each piece of Mondeo was glued, Fox handed it to Viscount Peart, who glued it on the white board in order according to the quoted amount.
The whole process was unusually quiet, and the distinguished guests were breathless and nervously stared at the increasing amount of money on the whiteboard.
The number on the top block was constantly being refreshed, and there was an outrageous quote for purchasing 3,000 shares at a price of 500 Canadian dollars per share.
Although there is only a number on the wooden sign and no name, it is enough for everyone to guess, which rich man is going to eat so much at once?