Chapter 731 Spiritual Point, No Loss of Points
The morning light is dim, and the iron sign sways in the wind.
The mahogany bar at the old Eddie Cafe is glowing with an ash-like sheen under the fluorescent lamp.
This fluorescent lamp is a new high-end product in the Shengji Court recently. The light is soft, bright and stable, much better than any ordinary oil lamp or candle.
Originally, the waiter cannot drive the fluorescent lamp without magic power.
But he could soak the fluorescent stone in the newly condensed water of light produced by Longyu Alchemy University, which could also have the effect of lighting-
The citizens of Rapids had long lost their previous fear of alchemy products.
Because according to theological theory of the Holy Tathagata, love is life, and it is allowed by the Holy Father.
The sages are taking the lead in using it, why can't it be? The Holy Father is so weird that there is a Holy Grandson who is holding on.
In front of the L-shaped bar counter, twelve copper bar stools were nailed to the floor, and each stool was sunken with the buttocks of previous customers.
The walls were covered with yellowed ship insurance policies, and the soaked and air-dried papers were curling slightly with the humid air of the port.
Eddie Crawford, senior partner of Megdi Chamber of Commerce and owner of the old Eddie Cafe, placed the silver spoon on the edge of the coffee cup and silently watched the rising mist.
The oil film in the cup shattered into gold foil under the light, which always reminded him of the days when he wrote a cargo order to a merchant ship twenty years ago.
At that time, he was just a small document, and his life was even more bitter than the coffee grounds settled in the cup.
Now he is already an insurance tycoon in Rapids City, and even in Lowervo and Kasha.
The insurance industry has been around for a long time in the windmill area. The essence is that the navigation technology is too poor and the cost is too high. If an accident occurs, the whole family will fly.
So a group of citizens came up with a good idea in the beer hall, and whoever wants to go to sea will pay them a sum of 10% of the value of the goods.
If the ship capsizes, then the full compensation will be paid. If the ship does not capsize, then the previous payment will not be returned to you.
As long as 100 ships can come back more than 90 ships, there will be some profits.
The geographical factors of Thousand River Valley bring extremely high shipping demand, which also creates insurance exchanges like Old Eddie Cafe.
"Good morning, Old Eddie." Brandon Reins, a partner in the lottery industry of Megdi Chamber of Commerce, swept the ashes on the stool without hesitation and sat down.
This businessman in his early thirties has a baby face. He opens the collar on his chest and wraps the gilded pocket watch chain between his fingers, making him look like a slutty guy in his early twenties.
This style is naturally related to his background. Brandon was previously the manager of the gambling house of the Megdi Chamber of Commerce.
It was just that in order to respond to the civilization campaign initiated by the City Hall, the Megdi Chamber of Commerce banned all "legally operated" casinos and technical institutes and completely cut off this business.
Although there are still small gambling houses and small tech institutes nowadays, they will not have a large-scale climate as before.
Compared with other colleagues, Brandon's brains quickly turned the lottery game that he had taken the lead Monday into a lottery.
Of course, there must be a reason Brandon can turn the mini-games in the casino into lottery for the public.
The most critical point is that he introduced alchemy materials from the Holy Mechanic Court as anti-counterfeiting label. Otherwise, what should I do if the lottery ticket is counterfeited?
Brandon's lottery career was able to expand rapidly because Catherine was using Brandon's lottery to raise funds to rebuild the Rapids.
The gambler rudely picked up the coffee from the waiter, put it in front of him, added sugar with teaspoon, and asked the waiter to add hot milk.
Eddie glanced at the clock in the corner of the wall, and the sound of the brass gear biting reminded him of the torture instruments in the Chika interrogation room.
"What time is the appointment with the Crown?"
"Nine o'clock in the morning." Brandon deliberately took out a gilded pocket watch from his arms. He raised it a little, and even his voice became sharper. "It's only eight o'clock!"
As stirred up the blue-slurry coffee that gradually changed from blue to green, Old Eddie deliberately did not go to see Brandon: "Do we go?"
"It's early." Brandon blew the heat on the coffee, "Besides, what if he waited for a few minutes? Am I still afraid of him?"
Old Eddie stirred the coffee unknowingly faster: "Aren't you afraid of him?"
"Are you afraid?" Brandon was still blowing the mist on the coffee. "Who said I'm afraid?" "Saint Sun is quite scary, are you not afraid of this?"
"You are not afraid of you, what am I afraid of?"
"Okay, then we're not afraid, be more energetic!"
"Yes, not afraid!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the teaspoon in Old Eddie's hand flew out, and Brandon blew most of the coffee overflowed out of the cup.
"This teaspoon is too light."
"Your coffee is too full."
As the two of them said, they picked up teaspoons and wiped the table. "This saint grandson, who is a farmer, just went to the money." As the coffee stirred, Old Eddie coughed, "Send him a few times and he will be honest." "You don't have such jealousy. The rabbit caught it and cooked the hunting dog?" Brandon echoed, "How many days have we made?"
No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6-9, one book, one bar, one!
"However, we respect the status of the Saint Sun. What he said must be important, otherwise what should we do?" Old Eddie coughed, "What, Brother Brandon, you are well-informed. Is there any special news?"
"Yes, especially." Brandon took a sip of coffee, "What, don't you?"
"Yes, I'm very special, I just want to make sure you have it." Old Eddie looked relieved, "I thought you didn't. Since you have it, I don't need to say it."
"Oh..."
"Um..."
"Um..."
Swallowed the coffee that was almost scalding off his tongue into his stomach, Brandon looked at Old Eddie who was still alive, but was a little anxious.
"Then Farmer Horn is born without etiquette. You and I are both civilized people, but we can't be without etiquette." Brandon looked at his pocket watch and it was already eight:15.
Old Eddie slowly finished her last sip of coffee, wiped the coffee stains on her chin, cheeks and neck, and then said concisely: "Well, it's time to leave."
The two of them picked up their canes, took a few bodyguards calmly, and walked towards the Rose Mansion where Horn was located on the other side of the river.
Walking through the statue of the treasure-shouying beast with only the base left beside the porch, counting the thirty-seven steps, the two of them arrived at the third floor.
The two bedrooms that were originally facing each other were converted into Horn's office, and the other one opposite had been demolished with a wall and was converted into a waiting living room.
On the dark oak bench, five representatives of the textile industry who arrived first were silent like damp wool, while two representatives of the Consultative Yuan’s farmer were squeaking in difficult dialects.
Sitting on the second row of benches and taking the registration list of monks with gray robes, Brandon tried to clip two bonds in, but was pulled out by the monks with gray robes to return them. "It is said that the representatives of the wool textile industry in Nanmande County met with him!"
The five representatives quickly stood up and walked into the study under the guidance of the gray-robed monk. Not long after, they walked out with a sad face.
"Tell me the farmers' representatives from Ruifo County to meet!"
The two farmers walked in timidly. This time, they walked out with a smile on their faces.
Finally, the gray-robed monk looked through the registration form and stood by the door: "Come on Megdi Chamber of Commerce partners Eddie Crawford and Brandon Reins to meet!"
"Old Eddie, we are all decent people and must be civilized."
"Stand firmly, be more energetic, don't let the Saint-Sun underestimate us!"
The two took a deep breath, put on a calm expression without being humble or arrogant, and walked into this small office.
"You..." Horn raised his head and looked straight at the two of them with a cold look.
"Plop!"
(The end of this chapter)