Chapter 563 Cleveland Magic Communications Company
Aslan holds 20% of the shares of Cleveland Magic Communications Company, the Royal Academy of Magic holds 15%, the Duke of Durandal holds 15%, the regent and the young emperor each hold 5%, and the remaining
Fifty percent was divided among other nobles.
Among them, the Sala family accounts for 4% and the Balal family accounts for 5%.
Although Aslan is the majority shareholder, the management of Cleveland Magic Communications Company is in the hands of Duke Durandal.
After sending everyone away, Duke Durandal immediately contacted Aslan.
"Marquis Aslan, it went more smoothly than I expected. Relying on the efficiency of the nobles, I believe that within half a year, the magic phone will be able to reach Kyoto." Duke Durandal said with a happy face.
At least in the first round of financing, he got 800,000 gold coins for nothing, and coupled with millions of working capital, the actual benefits gained were enough to make his mouth water.
"It is my honor to have such a reliable business partner as Duke Durandal. Next, I will send a construction team to build the magic wave signal tower. You only need to plan the construction location in advance and prepare the construction materials."
Aslan held the magic phone, his eyes sparkling.
In fact, Aslan hopes more than anyone else that the magic phone can be popularized, even at a loss. When the magic phone becomes popular among the nobility, monitoring the entire Kyoto aristocratic circle will be as easy as drinking water.
But no one is a fool. If Aslan builds these things for nothing, those nobles will worry about Aslan's conspiracy.
However, after the joint-stock company was established and all the nobles and royal families were able to join, the attitude was completely different. Not only was it given the green light for construction, but it was also possible to promote the magic phone as quickly as possible.
At the same time, because the nobles and royal families also participated in the construction, they felt a lot more relieved. After all, it was built under their noses and within the monitoring scope of their territory. If Aslan had any conspiracy, these nobles were confident that they could wipe it out in time.
As for wanting to monopolize this business, Aslan never considered it. There are hundreds of reasons for the great nobles in various regions to prevent the magic phone from entering the country.
To put it simply, this area can earn 100,000 gold coins a year. After sharing part of the profits, it can also earn 20,000 gold coins. However, if it refuses to share the profits, it will not earn even 20,000 gold coins.
At the same time, it will also arouse the common hatred of the noble groups in the kingdom. In the future, not only the 20,000 gold coins in this region will be lost, but also countless regions and provinces, which contain how many 20,000 gold coins.
"No problem, Marquis Aslan, the number of seeds you provided is a bit small! This makes me change how to plant on a large scale." Duke Durandal changed the subject and asked.
"Yeah!" Aslan was stunned for a moment, and instantly understood that it was originally just an experimental seed given to Duke Durandal on a few acres, but judging from his current attitude, it should have been planted.
After all, in this world, in addition to the elves who are born natural magicians, the human race also has natural magicians, but their affinity with natural magic is not as high as that of the elves.
"I'm not lying to you! Those are high-yield food crops I found from the Asian subcontinent." Aslan began to brag to Duke Durandal.
Duke Durandal also cooperated in complimenting each other.
"It's really shocking. If that crop had been planted a few years earlier, there wouldn't be the famine we are experiencing now."
Aslan secretly cursed the old fox in his mind, because he wanted to test how long he could plant Merlot No. 1 seeds and how much grain he had stored.
"Yes, it would have been better if it had been discovered earlier. This is why I am eager to promote it, so that no one in the kingdom will starve to death again."
"Marquis Aslan really loves his people like a son, and is a good lord that is rare in the kingdom for a century."
"I wonder how many seeds your Excellency Duke Durandal needs? I can support you with a batch in the early stage, but not later. I also need to ensure that the farmland in the territory can produce." Aslan said unhurriedly.
When Duke Durandal heard this, he almost scolded Aslan for being shameless.
This means taking the seeds and raising the price.
Aslan would not engage in the business of selling seeds. His purpose was to increase the share of grain purchases.
"I hope to acquire 60% of the grain produced by the Duke of Durandal." Aslan's words made the Duke of Durandal breathe a sigh of relief.
"Yes, I can even help you promote seeds and fertilizers to the entire kingdom, but I want to become the kingdom's fertilizer agent." Duke Durandal is very aware of the importance of chemical fertilizers. Even ordinary seeds can increase their yield after adding chemical fertilizers.
The most important thing is that the land can maintain fertility without leaving it fallow.
This is the real trump card for increasing food production.
Aslan looked at the report on the table thoughtfully and couldn't help but stand up.
"Okay! I will sell it to you at the price of Merlot City. As for how you sell it, it's up to you." Aslan said with a smile.
Duke Durandal laughed.
"Then it's settled. I'll visit you in the next few days and bring the contract with me."
"We are waiting for you!"
Aslan hung up the phone, Nomeli put a snack on the table and asked in confusion.
"Master! I don't understand why you want to hand over so much business to Duke Durandal as your agent?"
"The so-called kingdom, before centralization of power, was just a chain of interests that bound each other. When they were united, they gained the most, and the nobles naturally recognized the dominance of the royal family." Aslan used a fork to break a piece of butter.
Put the cake into your mouth, taste it carefully and then say.
"Let me tell you a story! A group of aristocratic pigs representing capital and power are feasting on the dining table, but the chef next to them is constantly delivering dishes, and the dishes are made with things in the house. There are countless pigs running under the table.
The kitten is waiting for the noble pig to eat the leftover scraps.”
Nomeili blinked and looked at Aslan without knowing why.
"As the noble pigs eat without restraint, the decoration of the house is eaten up first, then the furniture, and finally the walls are not spared. When the last pillars and roof cannot be demolished, these noble pigs have nothing left.
It’s okay to eat, what do you think they should do?”
Nomiri said thoughtfully: "They will eat kittens."
Aslan nodded and continued: "They began to prey on kittens. The noble pigs used their interlocking profit chains to force the kittens to jump into their traps and become their new food. In this life and death crisis, a certain
In order to survive, kittens eventually began to prey on their own kind, and eventually evolved into tigers.”