"I heard that Her Royal Highness will be back soon."
A full month has passed since Elizabeth got the big sword.
In a club next to London City Avenue, several gentlemen were smoking and playing chess while chatting.
"Of course, Mist, I read the paper."
The gentleman with a mustache sitting opposite Mist put down the pipe in his mouth and handed him the newspaper in his hand.
Mr. Mister, who had his hair slicked back, took the newspaper, and then he realized that it was several days worth of newspapers rolled together.
But they only have front page content.
"A traitor from the royal family appears in Glasgow!"
"An unexplainable national stain approaches Edinburgh Harbour!"
"The despicable traitor asks for peace from the French!"
"Elizabeth Arthur Alexandra Mary Windsor fought off the French!"
"Elizabeth, the leader of the Knights of the Protectorate, defended the honor of England!"
"The great and outstanding leader of the Protectorate Knights and Her Royal Highness the Princess are about to arrive in her loyal London!"
Putting down the newspaper, Mist shrugged, "So that innocent princess is coming back as a hero?"
"Of course, and it's today." The gentleman with a mustache across from him puffed on his pipe, "Do you want to make an early investment?"
"I can't care about that kind of thing. I just want to know if those idiots are still on strike."
Mist sighed, "I am already the most benevolent factory owner in London. I allow them to work only twelve hours a day, and they can have ten minutes of tea time in the afternoon. Even tea can be provided. They also
Any dissatisfaction?
"The factory under your name works seventeen hours a day without anyone making any trouble."
"Because they don't have that much free time." The gentleman with the mustache laughed at his friend across from him, "When you show your kindness, they will push for more. And you give them too much leisure time.
"Once they take a break long enough, they start thinking about this and that."
"Yeah, but I don't care anymore." Mist shrugged, "Let them go, I don't care."
"Oh?" The mustachioed gentleman opposite was a little curious, "You even rejected the new apprentice from the workhouse because you found some substitute?"
We are all businessmen and it is impossible not to make money.
There is only one reason for the other party to do this, and that is to find a lower-cost substitute.
"Let me guess, cheap labor from India?"
"Of course not." Mist smiled with a sense of superiority, "He is a black-haired mysterious businessman. He brought technology, or in other words, machines."
He waved his hands and began to tell what he had seen.
He liked seeing the shock and disbelief on his friends' faces, just like he had before.
"Those machines can work 24 hours a day. They don't need workers, they don't need to rest, and they don't need to provide food. Although they are very expensive, there are no subsequent expenses. Overall, they are still profitable."
He took out his pocket watch from his chest pocket, opened it and looked at the time. Mist stood up, picked up his cane and put on his top hat, "Please allow me to go to the appointment. Of course, if there are no problems, I will inform you later."
He took off his hat and bent slightly, like a complete gentleman, "Parliament passed the workers' subsidy bill, and the money to compensate the factory for hiring more workers to prevent them from losing their jobs can be used to buy those machines."
"Well, then I will wait for your good news, my dear Sir Mist."
After saying goodbye to his friends, Sir Mist went out and got into the carriage and returned to his factory.
After waiting in the office for almost twenty minutes, he found the handsome black-haired gentleman.
"Dear Sir Mist, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."
The gentleman opposite took off his hat and held out his hand.
Mist took off his gloves and shook hands with the other person, very enthusiastically, "It doesn't matter, I just arrived. So, my dear Mr. Infino, what good news did you bring me?"
"Oh, of course it's good news."
Opposite him, Infino, also known as Wang Quan, smiled gently, "This is the first-hand information I got from Edinburgh, mainly the attitude of Her Highness Elizabeth, and the truth of some things."
"oh......"
Mist sat up straight, "It seems that there is something inside that I don't know about."
He rang the handbell, and a butler opened the door and walked in with a silver plate.
Of course there is no WIFI password on the silver tray, and Wang Quan is not interested in other people's WIFI.
Of course, I am not interested in other people's wives either.
On the silver tray were two small glasses and a bottle of amber transparent wine.
After the butler left, Mist picked up the wine bottle and poured two small glasses, "Infino, would you like a glass of sherry?"
"Of course." Wang Quan took the wine glass and took a sip.
"That knight princess does not count as defeating France. There is an agreement between them."
"Agreement..." Sir Mist frowned his thick eyebrows.
"Hmm, what kind of person do you think Her Royal Highness is?" Wang Quan asked next.
"Innocent, kind, simple, straight-tempered, and perseverant." Mist told the truth.
Wang Quan nodded, "In other words, he is stupid, foolish, easy to deceive, brainless, and stubborn. He can easily get over it."
Mister took a sip of his wine happily, then shrugged, "That's what you said, I never thought so."
In fact, that's what he thought.
"Then here's the question." Wang Quan put down his wine glass and leaned forward slightly, "What do you think would happen if a girl as stupid and stubborn as she is exposed to the new ideas of France?"
Mist raised the glass shot glass to his lips and paused slightly.
Then he put it on the wine glass and began to think about the words, "Indeed, that kind of concept... is very tempting."
Even he was affected.
But it's not recognition, it's fear.
Because of his in-depth understanding, he better understands the temptation of that idea to the people at the bottom.
That's why he reduced the workload of his factory workers.
This is prevention.
He is afraid of comparison in everything. Compared with other factories, his factory is already very good.
That's why he urgently needs Infino's machines.
As long as all the workers are replaced, everything will be fine.
He didn't want to be hung up from a street lamp by his workers in the future.
Especially what Infino said, that stupid princess has already contacted France.
"How dare he!"
But he still found it unbelievable, "She is the first heir to the imperial royal family! Doesn't she know that the royal family is the largest factory owner in England!"
Yes, England is different from France ten years ago.
The aristocratic gentlemen here embraced industrialization early.
Factory owners are also nobles. For example, Mist is a lord.
"That's why she is stupid." Wang Quan suddenly laughed, "But she is also stupid and cute."
Mist suddenly raised his head, "What did you say?"
However, the black-haired gentleman opposite him did not answer his question.
The last thing he saw in his life was a pair of red eyes on a black background.