The two aristocratic businessmen looked at me and I looked at you, sitting opposite each other a little helplessly in the bedroom specially prepared for them.
"What should I do? It's much harder to bribe these bastards than it was to bribe the city guards back then. They have disciplinary guards and spies from the Guards..." A businessman asked helplessly.
"It has nothing to do with those... This is their battlefield, and of course they pray devoutly to their gods on the battlefield." Another businessman shook his head and said, "Think of yourself in the stock exchange.
Bar."
At that time, the two of them were also sincerely praying to their god, Chris, the god of wealth. They were willing to sacrifice their souls just to see another daily limit!
"Well, if His Majesty the Emperor doesn't stop us from getting rich this time, I might still be a loyal believer now." The businessman smiled mockingly, lit a cigarette casually, and used the smell of the cigarette to disperse it.
There was a faint smell of corpse smell all around.
The electricity consumption here is not tight. After all, there are things like magic crystals as energy supplements, and there is also a large supply of diesel, lighting and other electricity needs can be guaranteed.
The lights in the room are stable without flickering, and the air purifier is working continuously to provide purer air for the people in the room.
"What we want to do now is to get His Majesty the Emperor to change his mind." The businessman leaned on his chair and said in annoyance.
It is obviously not an easy thing to make your Majesty the Emperor change his mind. This emperor is the founding emperor, full of prestige and accustomed to power. In this case, the only way to make such an emperor change his mind is to slowly change this
The emperor thought this way.
"I'll go and walk around with Mr. Powell. Maybe he can talk to Mr. Norak..." After thinking about it, he continued to talk to himself unwillingly.
In fact, he also knew that the Lord Powell in his mouth was just his patron, and this patron was simply not worth mentioning in front of the Lord Norak.
And this Lord Norak, who sounds like he has great hands and eyes, was not even qualified to raise his hand to ask a question during the meeting, or talk to Mr. Gurlo, the big boss of the Ministry of Commerce, who was presiding over the meeting...
People like Gurlo, the boss of the Ministry of Commerce, are the ones who can discuss issues with His Majesty the Emperor. If they can influence His Majesty the Emperor, then they have to be at a higher level.
Countless examples throughout the ages have proven that the most profound influence on emperors was the concubines and empresses, women who could blow their pillows.
However, this method is a bit unworkable for Chris: several of the emperor's concubines are either princesses who focus on the army, or they are otherworldly elves and great magicians.
Jessica, the only commoner princess who seems to be able to be bribed, is now also a super rich man who controls the public opinion of the empire. This star, who is as beautiful as a flower, is not much lower than those gods of wealth on the Eiland Hill rich list.
"How can we, the little guys, talk to those big shots with their hands and eyes about this kind of thing..." another businessman complained.
He knows what level of person he is. In a small place, he may be able to cover the sky with one hand, but in the face of a real dragon-snatching, he is not even a local snake.
Reluctantly going to find those big shots is a bit overestimating one's capabilities. This is just like when Deans brought tens of thousands of gold coins to ask for a meeting with Clark, the Prime Minister of the Arant Empire. It is simply humiliating oneself.
"How about we walk around the military side? If we provide the army with some canned sausages for free... Do you think Lord Medias of the expeditionary force can meet us?" Finally, he thought of it.
After trying some methods, he opened his mouth to suggest something.
Money opens the way, some can be given directly to individuals, and some can be directly taken out and used openly.
The Elanshir Empire has many ways to raise donations. If you invest a sum of money into the war, you will generally get good returns.
In addition to raising donations, there are also some capitalists who will purchase additional materials to transport to the front line to improve the supplies of frontline troops. In this case, the army is also willing to provide some conveniences to these capitalists.
For example, when fighting, we will try our best to protect some fields or farms, leave some valuable ancient buildings, and reduce civilian casualties as much as possible.
In this way, businessmen will save a lot of time, and it will be more convenient to restore the local economy. They will make more, so they will be more willing to provide a lot of help to the troops.
This is why they initially thought that if they sent something to the troops, the troops would consider it and leave some demons for them.
But this time, their wishful thinking failed. The army did not dare to be careless about His Majesty's orders, and the demons were not the same as those civilians.
"I don't think so. He must disdain to have anything to do with people like us. But I heard that the general from Norma named Heidikanon is a noble. Maybe we can find a way..." Another noble
The businessman suggested.
His companion nodded and agreed: "You can give it a try from him. If it works, it will leave a good relationship with the military, and you will be able to talk more easily in the future."
In their view, when a sum of money is spent, there will always be rewards. If it is not rewarded here, it will be rewarded in other ways.
"Or, we can... hope that His Majesty the Emperor of the Empire... will have some accidents during this tour..." Lowering his voice, a businessman said in a voice that only two people could hear.
"Wow." Hearing this, another businessman trembled with fright, jumped up from his position, and scolded in a trembling voice: "You, what nonsense are you talking about... I didn't hear anything.
, I didn’t hear anything!”
Even timid people would tremble in their calves when they heard about the topic that His Majesty the Emperor would have an accident.
At least in his opinion, talking about His Majesty the Emperor's safety is itself a form of suicide or, in other words, an uncomfortable method of suicide.
"Shh!" The other person was also startled and quickly made a silence gesture: "I heard that too! Bastard! Don't be so surprised!"
"You idiot!" The businessman who jumped up from his chair pointed at the other person's nose: "Even you have heard that these people who want to do harm to His Majesty may be investigated wherever their ancestors are buried.