Chapter 556 557. Business meeting
“Ah! My friend.”
The red-bearded dwarf walked towards Lan En worriedly, raised his head and shook hands with him.
"Hello, Siledon."
After Lan En said hello to the dwarf, the two sat on the chairs in the reception room.
"You know I'm back?"
After sitting firmly, Lan En asked the dwarf with a smile.
"Of course, you don't have to be too sensitive, Lan."
Sileden Giancardi nodded unabashedly.
He is worthy of being a dwarf with a background in banking and finance. He easily understood the subtext of the witcher and explained it.
"We spies from the Northern Kingdom of Humanity and the Southern Empire cannot bribe us. We still have large-scale business cooperation, and I am working for you. So I am also allowed to know by Ms. Margarita. The person who knows your whereabouts."
Sileton said carelessly, showing that he could be trusted.
Lan En nodded and accepted this statement.
"Then why are you coming to me at this time? The messenger said it was about the Valyrian Steel Chamber of Commerce. Is there something wrong with the Chamber of Commerce?"
"Whether the Chamber of Commerce will be affected by the war or not? There must be some influence.”
Siledon tugged at his somewhat tight neck collar and said.
“We are in the steel business, and the excellent performance of Valyrian steel must have attracted the military of various countries. Not to mention the north, which has the most convenient transportation and circulation, it was the one that defeated Manada this time. There must be Valyrian steel weapons we sell in the southern army."
"Don't even think about it, we buy and sell steel on a large scale. If you can't even accept this. , it’s better to open a small workshop and earn pension money. If you want to grow your business, you have to accept the impact of big business.”
“In recent days, Fuerte. Many people from St, as well as Redania, Aedirn, and Kaedwen, which is the Northern Kingdom anyway, came to the Chamber of Commerce with various royal emblems and noble seals to ask for an increase in shipments. , lower the unit price, and cut off trade with Nilfgaard."
Lan frowned upon hearing this.
"These requirements sound very harsh."
"Who says they are not?"
Thileton also sneered.
"Yes, you, Arethusa College, and Berengar. The shareholders of the Chamber of Commerce are all northerners. And we dwarves don't have a good impression of the Southern Empire. Help, yes. But There must be a charter for helping. Otherwise, if we accept all the conditions proposed by the Northern Kingdom, we will wait for the next wave of more excessive demands."
"To be honest, we are. I definitely want to help the Northern Kingdom, but we have to prevent those officials and nobles from getting greedy and eating us alive.”
Lann easily understood this concept.
Just like after the death of Emperor Chongzhen, the wealth of the wealthy families and high-ranking officials in the capital was still richer than the national treasury.
Those greedy scum don’t care about the situation, their country, or anything else. They will never hesitate to make a fortune, and they will not consider the consequences.
"You handle these things, I think you should have enough experience."
Lan authorized the direction of the Chamber of Commerce's actions to Siledon.
"Then just watch." The red-bearded dwarf agreed without hesitation.
“I have drawn up an agreement of intent with the four kingdoms: to reduce shipments to Nilfgaard in batches until the war ends or the shipments are cleared, and the four kingdoms will also Therefore, the Chamber of Commerce was given conveniences in customs duties and transportation as compensation and encouragement.”
Sileton seemed to have already made a plan, so he spoke with ease, naturally and confidently.
But after talking about the direction of action of the Chamber of Commerce in this war, he immediately changed the subject.
“Then the colleagues from the Chamber of Commerce have pretty much talked about it. The rest is a private matter of the shareholders. Belengar has something to tell you.”
Lan En frowned. "Why didn't he just come over if he had something to do?"
Sileton spread his hands with an expression like 'I can't understand even if you ask me'.
So the demon hunter could only nod helplessly and said that he would go find him later.
When leaving, the red-bearded dwarf also took away two talismans, which showed that his current mentality was indeed not tense and he was at ease.
The other party's performance of not forgetting to take advantage as always made Lan En feel a little relieved.
He couldn't help but laugh at his own mentality.
——
The clanging sound of iron seems to have become the unchanging tone of this iron foundry.
It is said that this workshop producing Valyrian steel works day and night.
The surrounding residents were already disturbed by the noise and even blocked Gos Willen's city hall to protest against the noise affecting their lives.
But the city hall doesn't care about this. This workshop alone can bring a huge amount of tax revenue to the city every day.
Is real money as important as residents’ protests?
However, for the sake of convenience and speed, most of the unskilled workers in the workshop are recruited from surrounding residents. So in terms of making money, the residents in the surrounding area actually earn a lot.
“So you came to me and said you had something to discuss, but the result was that you asked me to watch you strike iron?”
In this noisy and hot huge workshop, Lan sat and watched Berengar hammering on the red Valyrian steel in front of him.
Where he sat there were many armors and pieces of armor that had been forged into prototypes, so no one noticed his obviously extraordinary figure.
Berengar was very confused.
In the past, the master blacksmith among the demon hunters, the sound of striking iron ingots was clear and rhythmic.
But today, it is just noise. Just like other blacksmiths in this workshop who are not very skilled.
Lan En could see this, so he made him talk in a joking way.
Berengar therefore stopped what he was doing, took off his leather apron, and walked up to Lan En with only his naked and shiny upper body left.
After looking at the young man for a while, the old demon hunter spoke hesitantly.
"Are you going to the battlefield? To Cintra?"
Lan En's brows raised, but he did not avoid the topic.
"Yes, I definitely want to go there."
"I don't know what the style of Nilfgaard's army is and what their strategy is. But there is someone there who has a good relationship with me. Little guy, no matter what, I have to help her get out of the war."
He thought Berengar would dissuade her from this, but unexpectedly, the old demon hunter seemed to be relieved. .
"You have to go there yourself, not me."
He muttered, took out a pipe from his trouser pocket, and sat down next to Lan En. He lit his pipe with red-hot Valyrian steel and took a puff.
"You once wrote a few letters to a boy from the Wolf Faction, right?"
Berengar asked without turning his head.
"About that boy's destiny, a child in Cintra?"
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(End of this chapter)