Chapter 665 Banquet·Part 1
In a luxury hotel in Belloberg City, a cocktail party was being held.
This is a very high-level cocktail party. Those who can be invited to attend are all rich and noble people. Although their wealth and power have been affected to a certain extent due to moving to the north, they are still very influential. big shot.
Not to mention that the host of this reception was the Brandlis family, which was related to the distribution of benefits of the air battleship project.
The high-ranking nobles, businessmen, and factory owners in the city all tried their best to get an invitation or participate in the reception in order to get a share of the pie.
So much so that everyone at the reception now has a net worth of at least one million pounds, or has a noble title of hereditary baronet or above.
However, even so, the venue was still crowded and overcrowded.
"The hotels in the north are still too small. If it were in Langton, the venue for this banquet would have to be at least twice as big! There isn't even a garden here." A nobleman complained, obviously not satisfied with the slightly crowded venue. The environment was very dissatisfying.
However, another noble next to him said without hesitation: "If you feel crowded, you can leave, no one will stop you."
Obviously, no one will leave at this time. Even if his wife dies at home, she still has to stay here to grab her share of the cake.
If you lose your wife, you can get it again. If you are absent when sharing the cake, the whole family will really be ruined.
"Whose property is this hotel? Why did you choose to hold the banquet here? I remember that the Earl has a luxury flying yacht. Why not hold this cocktail party on the yacht?" At this time, a person dressed as a businessman He walked over and chimed in.
At this time, someone familiar with the matter heard this question and said casually: "This hotel is called Brandless Hotel. Whose property do you think it belongs to? Although the Brandless family is not a direct relative of Earl Brandless , but as collaterals, they can still talk to the countess
By the way, this is already the largest hotel in Belloberg, but there are so many people here today!
Even in Langton, it is very difficult to find a hotel that can accommodate so many people to hold a banquet of this size. ”
"The Brandless family's property? I don't know if they will accept investment. The scale of this hotel is really not suitable for such a grand occasion. If it is like this every time in the future, it will still be somewhat disappointing. Countess Brandlis's face was smeared. "The first thing that came to the businessman's mind was how to find ways to establish a relationship with the Earl.
However, when the noble next to him heard his words, he sneered disdainfully: "You have a beautiful idea! Or do you think that countess will be short of money? If she is willing, she can even cover the entire Beloberg with gold. The streets!
Don’t forget, that person is the most famous alchemist in the world, and she has the Philosopher’s Stone in her hand! ”
At this point, everyone suddenly realized that the aura around the countess was too dazzling, but the most dazzling thing among them was her identity as an alchemist.
The ability to turn stone into gold is precisely the most praised legend of alchemists.
"Speaking of which, I heard someone say that the countess doesn't actually need anyone to serve her. There is an alchemy factory owned by the countess in the north. There are not even any workers in it. It only needs the machinery itself to operate." Maybe. Wanting to get closer to some nobles, the businessman took the initiative to talk about some rumors he had heard.
Upon hearing this rumor, the nobles did not sneer as before. Instead, they all showed expressions of interest: "Is this true? Has the countess really mastered the technology to operate the factory without workers? ?”
If the factory no longer needs workers, it will undoubtedly save a lot of costs. After all, paying workers is also a huge expense. Especially when the policy implemented in the North includes a minimum wage standard, no one can ignore the 'mercy' of the Countess of the North.
Once you do this and are found out... the idiot who was turned into gold by Purficott is still standing as a sculpture in front of his factory! His whole body was turned into golden gold.
According to Purficott, if you like money so much, then turn it into gold.
For someone who hasn't lived enough, turning into gold is not a graceful way to die.
But if factories could run on their own without workers, then they wouldn't have to pay workers anymore, right?
"The thing is true, but..." The businessman hesitated, but still explained: "According to what I heard, it seems that the Earl is considering things like employment rate and poverty rate, so he does not intend to disclose this matter. technology to avoid massive unemployment of workers and causing serious social problems.”
"Oh, the 'merciful' Countess Brandlis, when will she be able to invest her 'mercy' on poor people like us?" Someone joked in an aria-like tone.
This is also the most popular joke among the Langton nobles who have migrated to the north. They feel that Perficott pays too much attention to the lower class people and shows them his kindness, but is particularly harsh on the nobles. and cruelty.
Many people think this statement makes sense. After all, Purficott is really very strict with nobles, businessmen or the powerful class. Anything that goes against her will and the laws of the north will result in quite severe punishment.
This undoubtedly made many Langton nobles feel uncomfortable, but they had no way to resist Perficott.
After all, the North is Perficott's fiefdom. She can do whatever she wants in her fiefdom, as long as it doesn't violate the laws of the empire.
As for the imperial laws... I'm sorry, they were written by others.
Even if there wasn't one before, her power is enough to guarantee that she can write one now.
Whether it is the National Assembly or the cabinet, they will give the Earl of the North this face.
"It is estimated that when she feels that those common people can live a decent life, she will consider us gentlemen, right?" Someone spread his hands helplessly.
"That countess, isn't she...a communist?" Someone made an unfounded guess.
However, as soon as these words were spoken, everyone around them immediately distanced themselves away, showing expressions of not wanting to have anything to do with this person.
"Idiot, can you say such things casually?" Someone cursed and immediately walked away without looking back. Suddenly, there was a small open space in the crowded venue.
(End of chapter)