After presenting the gift and chatting with the Axe Knight, Luther took the opportunity to tell him about the temporary storage of Pompeii wine in the Sabretooth Mercenary Corps’ base.

The Axe Knight agreed readily.

Now that the work is done, it is natural to move on to the next destination.

After Luther left the Sabretooth Mercenaries, he immediately rushed to the office of Chelsea Publicity Company with several of his knights.

The Pompeii family now has a certain reputation throughout Orange. As long as you tell their name, they can enjoy basic treatment.

But if you can't even get through the door, then there's no point.

If Luther wanted to find an agent in Golden City, he had to look for those powerful top wealthy people, but he himself had no connections in Golden City.

In such situations, publicity companies come in handy again.

The location of Chelsea Publicity Company's office is very good, and the company's decoration is also very high-end. But when Luther came in, he was not panicked at all.

This is not.

After Luther gave his name, the person who was responsible for entertaining him changed from an ordinary employee to a professional lady.

The professional lady brought Luther to the office in Al, Libya. As soon as Luther entered the office and sat down, an ordinary employee came in with a cup of coffee. The professional lady placed the coffee on the coffee table next to the chair.

The professional girl bent down and apologized, "I am Al, Mr. Libya's secretary. I have sent someone to ask Mr. Al, please wait a moment."

"Luther, Pompey."

alive.

The topic of Orange Springs Resort has been brewing and has become very popular. The rich people often talk about what the top service and top enjoyment are.

Correspondingly, the reputation of the Pompeii family also increased.

This was the first time that the secretary met a living member of the Pompeii family, and he was the next generation of Pompeii Knights of the Pompeii family.

Naturally I was a little excited.

"Okay." Luther nodded with a smile and took a sip of coffee. Just like drinking alcohol, Luther could drink coffee, but he couldn't tell whether it was good or bad.

It can be drunk as a beverage.

I had just finished a cup of coffee when we arrived in Libya.

It should not take more than ten minutes.

Obviously, this Al, Libya, member of the Libya family, also attaches great importance to Luther and Pompey.

"Hello, Mr. Luther."

When Mr. Al arrived at the office, he winked at his secretary, signaling her to go make some coffee. Then, he extended his hand enthusiastically to shake hands with Luther.

"Hello, Mr. Al." Luther stretched out his hand and shook hands with Mr. Al.

After the meeting, Mr. Al first asked Luther to sit down, and then he sat down himself. He said with emotion: "After receiving the letter from Kuba Brown, I knew that the Pompeii family would surely prosper, but I didn't expect it to happen so soon. A family headed by a great knight will surely become the first-class family in Orange."

After a textbook compliment, Mr. Al asked, "Did you come to Golden City this time to further promote the Orange Springs Resort?"

At this time, the female secretary came in with two cups of coffee and placed them next to Luther and Mr. Al respectively.

Under normal circumstances, Mr. Al would have exchanged glances with his female secretary for a while, but at this time his interest was focused on Luther, so he did not make any unnecessary moves.

Luther, Pompeii.

An excellent lord who is good at managing territory and doing business.

And he has the ambition to expand the Pompeii family politically.

Mr. Al felt that this next generation of Pompeii Knight would become a big figure in Orange and even the entire Kingdom of Prussia in the future.

Of course, the prerequisite is that this next generation of Pompeii Knight can become a great knight like his father.

Because he attached great importance to Luther Pompey, Mr. Al was still sleeping in not long ago, but he arrived at the company in just ten minutes.

As for Luther's purpose, Mr. Al could only guess that the Orange Group was going to conduct further publicity bombardment on the hot spring resort.

There is no way, because although Pompeii is currently in its heyday, the only business it can offer is this hot spring resort.

"I came to the Golden City this time to expand the market for this Pompeii wine." Luther lifted his coat, took out a small porcelain bottle from his pocket, stood up and handed the small porcelain bottle to Mr. Al.

"liquor?"

Mr. Al was delighted at first. Recently, the Count of Libya issued a decree on the wine business to protect the property rights of wine. If the Pompeii family could have the technology to create an excellent wine, then the market would be huge.

If new high-end wines want to open up the market, they must be famous.

We have to find someone like him to do the publicity.

Mr. Al thought that money was rolling in, so he was delighted. But when Luther took out the Pompeii wine, his expression was stunned for a moment.

"This is?"

The small transparent bottle contained colorless Pompeii wine. Mr. Al pulled out the cork and smelled it. A smell of wine he had never smelled before hit his nose.

"Ale?"

Mr. Al said a little uncertainly.

"Please try a drink." Luther invited with a smile.

Mr. Al hesitated for a moment because he didn't like beer, but he asked the secretary to bring a glass, poured out some Pompeii and took a sip.

Mr. Al's face instantly turned red, and his breathing became a little faster. He took a moment to calm himself down. Then he looked up at Luther and said in a tactful tone: "Mr. Luther, please forgive me for being frank. I have never seen this kind of wine before. It seems to be a new wine that has been newly researched. But it is impossible to open up the wine market in Golden City with this kind of wine. Unless you price this wine as cheap as beer."

Everyone knew that ale was cheap and profit was extremely low.

The price of wine is extremely high and the profit is extremely high.

In terms of sales, wine and beer are incomparable. But in terms of profit, the profit of wine and beer is very different.

Because wine is aimed at the nobility, and beer is aimed at the common people.

It is obviously impossible for a family like the Pompeii family to do business with civilians.

Mr. Al dared to conclude that if the Pompeii family wanted to enter the aristocratic market with this kind of wine, it would not end in failure, but at least they would not be able to open up a large market.

Drinking wine is not just about drinking alcohol, it is also about drinking elegance and culture.

The nobles would only serve wine at banquets, not this Pompeii wine.

Anyway, Mr. Al was not optimistic about the Pompeii family's business this time.

(End of this chapter)