Volume One, The Wizarding World Chapter Fifteen, Contracts and Reports
Then, the following two things looked familiar to him. One was a handwritten lease contract. Although the content was rough, the basic terms were quite good.
Riley Company rented the building of the Parade Flower Street Almshouse and transformed it into a new trading place within three years. After the transformation was completed, the company had the right to use the trading place for 70 years.
The other was a scrawled analysis report. The report briefly quoted the future plans disclosed by an important official in private. The authorities were preparing to clean up Appleton's poor city appearance and planned to plan a new commercial venue to eliminate illegal activities.
The chaotic and disorderly ancient commercial street Bangzi Street.
The author gives a huge and vague figure, pointing out the huge profits that this trading place may bring after replacing the traditional commercial street Bangzi Street; it also has a huge impact on existing stakeholders, these complex
The combined force will form an unimaginable undercurrent that will overwhelm all those who promote the implementation of this decree, and the target of the attack will be Riley Corporation and the shareholders of the company behind it.
“Sure enough, money and silk can move people’s hearts!”
After reading it, the whole thing suddenly became clear. These information supported his previous conjecture-Kandra most likely ended up personally because of this trading place.
Given his status as a priest, if he wants to make money, he must have a white-glove partner or lackey.
I have to say that the numbers given in the report are indeed thrilling and mouth-watering. Ian drooled after reading them.
Overall, the entire analysis is well-founded and highly credible. Besides, Tommy and the others have no reason to lie about this kind of thing.
No matter what happens, they can just not mention it. There is no need to cause trouble.
"Very good. You two are really capable. I'm very satisfied."
Since the money was cleared and the results were satisfactory, Ian did not hesitate to praise them.
Tommy plucked his hair and said modestly, embarrassedly: "Ha... you have to be worthy of your job!"
Tuppence, on the other hand, seemed much bolder, accepting all of Ian's compliments and feeling proud of herself.
She saw the joy in Ian's eyes and understood that this customer was very interested in Willie Catherine. She knew that this was another lucrative and thrilling business that could be explored.
The detective wanted to take the initiative, so Tuppence zeroed in on the target and seduced in a provocative tone: "If Mr. Wood is interested in Sir Willy, we can help with an in-depth investigation. The price is fair and the information is accurate."
After thinking that Ian had finished digesting her words, he asked again: "Do we make a deal, sir?"
Of course not.
Ian kept a polite smile, said a few casual words, and then quickly left with the document bag...
Only Tuppence and Tommy were left with disappointed faces.
Half a moment.
"It's all your fault, Tommy, we missed another opportunity to make a fortune... What a great opportunity, why don't you try harder and act like a mute!"
"It's all your fault!"
Tommy:…
He returned to the church about ten minutes later. Roger seemed to be out today. The apprentices in the church were doing their own thing. They all knew that Ian and Jasmine were Roger's guests, so they respected them.
Ian could also see that these apprentices truly respected Roger, which was a rare thing for a wizard. This showed that Roger had some tricks.
He knocked directly on Jasmine's door. This was the first time he took the initiative to do something, or in other words, he was gradually changing the image of "Ian Hyde".
After all, if he was asked to suppress his true nature and pretend to be someone else his whole life, he couldn't do it.
"Miss Jasmine, do you like gold coins? Or do you want to make money?"
Before Jasmine could speak, Ian asked directly with an expressionless face.
Jasmine gave him a cold look in return, and the smile on her lips disappeared.
When the son of an earl said these words to the noble marquise, it already represented a kind of contempt and teasing, and must be punished.
For all noble ladies, if you ask her about her attitude towards flower arrangement, tea art or literature, they will pick up their skirts and discuss with you enthusiastically all day long, from getting up in the morning to when the stars disappear, without stopping for a moment.
This is definitely their area of expertise.
Or if you meet someone who is enthusiastic and unrestrained, they are also willing to answer your questions. Their bold and fiery words make you unable to help but continue to explore. On the hillside, in the garden, or on the cruise ship, their fierce and suffocating movements will tell you.
The answer, enjoy their beautiful talent, makes you want to ask it once, twice, countless times every day.
But if you ask her if she likes gold coins and if she wants to make money, it will definitely lead to a lot of unwarranted anger and abuse.
Because this is an insult to your daughter's reputation, it means that you believe that she is a vulgar woman who does not deserve the right to love and be loved.
Naturally, Jasmine's eyes gradually became dangerous.
What is this guy crazy about?
"Ahem, seriously, there is a way to make a fortune now. Do you want to work together? Wizards need money too."
Seeing that Jasmine's face was getting more and more ugly, Ian quickly finished the rest of his words to prevent the other party from getting angry. He raised the document bag in his hand and looked away from her cold eyes. He felt a cold feeling on his forehead and was frightened.
Not light.
"make money?"
Seeing that Ian was not making fun of herself, her attitude softened, a decent smile appeared on her lips again, and she asked questions while taking the bag.
The look in his eyes was so cold that Ian subconsciously wiped his sweat away, but later he realized that it was all an illusion.
"That's right, do you remember the last time we went to the detective to check on Willy? Yesterday Willy said that he might be plotted because of business. This should be true. Condra either wanted to stop Willy's company's project, or
I just want to embezzle his company, well, you should take a look first and then say..."
He remembered that Jasmine hadn't looked at anything yet, saying that it was meaningless, so he urged her to open the bag and take a look.
The silence created awkwardness, so Ian decided to say something.
"Miss Jasmine, do you know how much the Earl of Camelot earns from his territory in a year?"
"Why do you ask?" Jasmine glanced at him, then continued to look down at the information composed of newspaper fragments, files and handwritten notes: "The earl next to my father's territory has an annual income of about 3,000 pounds. In that case, your father's
The income is about the same range. But if there is a port in your family's territory, the income should be more, probably 4,000 pounds."
In this era, only 5 pounds was enough for a peasant family of three to live comfortably for a year, and 10 pounds was almost enough for city residents. Therefore, the life of the nobles could definitely be said to be like living in paradise.
"Ha, then do you know how much their annual expenses are?"
"This...can only be more than that!" Jasmine couldn't give an exact number, so she could only say vaguely.
Luxury is common among nobles, and it is a common phenomenon that they cannot make ends meet. Their debt ratio is always high, and they borrow money again and again just relying on their noble name. Jasmine also knows this.
"Is your family's support for you still there?" Ian asked again.
Jasmine's expression did not change. She seemed to be tired of this kind of question and answer. She closed the document with a snap, stared at Ian and said seriously: "Okay, don't play this kind of question and answer game. Just be more direct about what you want to say."
Well, Ian didn't expect her to react like this, and he was very embarrassed.
But he also likes to be straightforward, so he simply stated his thoughts: "Entering the monastery means that we are destined not to inherit the family's industry. Although we can still enjoy the support of the family's resources now, after our brothers and sisters succeed to the throne,
, are you sure they will let us continue to have these rights?
No, it won't.
The "Inheritance Law" and the "Nobility Law" have clearly stipulated this. When the time comes, we will only be able to live with the little bit of family property we have been allocated, and there will be no dignity.
But now, we have a way to make a lot of money in front of us, and Willy has given us a chance, a chance to regain everything, are you going to give up?"
Here, he did not tell the complete truth, and his inheritance rights still existed, but in order to arouse resonance, he played a trick in his words. Jasmine knew the loopholes in his language, but did not expose them.
Because whether she is a noblewoman or a wizard, she needs money, a lot of money, to support her luxurious life and expensive research career.
"What do you think?"
Ian stood up, took a pen, and pulled out the scrawled piece of paper in her hand. The number on it was heavily circled by him, which was extremely eye-catching and made Jasmine's mind sway.
The eyes of the noble marquis and beautiful wizard with unlimited future shine brightly, shining with a kind of desire called greed: "The question is, how are you going to make this stubborn gentleman give in to what Condra has not done?
?”
Ian laughed, showing full confidence, and inadvertently infected the other person: "There is nothing to worry about. Condra wants to take everything from him and leave him with nothing. Desperate people naturally refuse to surrender; but
We are on the contrary. Your and my resources can bring a new leap to his business, so why do you think he refuses an opportunity to take off?"
"you……"
Jasmine looked at Ian from head to toe, and she realized that the son of an earl, who used to be inconspicuous in the past, had changed a lot in the past few days, and his inherent image had been completely subverted in just a few days.
With the keenness of the falcon, the cruelty of the snow wolf, and the immeasurable talent for magic, this son of Hyde from the port city next door is another rising star.
"What, Miss Jasmine?" Ian pretended to be confused, but in fact he was shocked and thought something was wrong: Could it be that Jasmine is suspicious?
Jasmine smiled brightly, looked away and said vaguely: "It's nothing, your foresight is admirable."
Needless to say, this made me shocked, you stupid woman.