Chapter 188 The Earl is a dog-skin plaster (first update, please subscribe)



Chapter 188 The Earl is a dog-skin plaster (first update, please subscribe)

Not forgotten!

But something big happened!

It was not that Elizabeth and Maria became pregnant one after another, nor was it that Liu Kunpeng sold ten "ironclad ships" to the Heavenly Kingdom and then made Lord Li willingly pay one million taels of silver to buy the ironclad ships. As for whether he could buy it, it all depended on Zhu Xianhai's mood.

These things are not a big deal, what is the real big deal?

Buffett is being targeted!

"what is going on?"

Zhu Xianhai frowned and looked at Buffett's telegram, and began to wonder in his heart. His telegram consisted of only a few simple sentences.

"The money has been received, someone has taken note!"

The money is in hand.

What this sentence means is that Britain and France have successively invested huge sums of money to purchase stocks of the Atlantic Telegraph Company. A small goal has been achieved, even if it is francs... the francs in those days were also very valuable.

What does it mean when someone remembers it?

Who the hell dares to think about our small goals? We don’t know if that money will be of great use to us.

Zhu Xianhai began to have doubts in his heart.

"What a fool Buffett is! Doesn't he know that the telegraph company belongs to us? It won't kill you if you type a few more words!"

After thinking about it, he gave instructions to people.

"Send a telegram back to Buffett with just one word: '? '"

Although the telegram was sent, Zhu Xianhai still felt a little uneasy and wondered whether he should send some bodyguards. But Buffett also has bodyguards!

Besides, with his current identity and status, how could anyone target him?

In fact, Buffett is also very depressed!

Once again, he was stopped at the door of the hotel by none other than Count Philipp von Bruno, who led the Russian delegation to the London World Expo.

"Mr. Brino, we meet again!"

Standing in front of Buffett, Count Philip von Bruno acted as if he had just gone out.

"You live here too?"

Buffett glanced at the room behind the earl. He didn't live in the embassy, ​​so why was he squeezing into the hotel?

"Yeah, isn't it a coincidence!"

Looking at Buffett with a smile, Count Philip von Bruno said.

"It's time for afternoon tea now. Mr. Brino is going to have afternoon tea, right? We can go together."

What is dog skin plaster?

In the past, Buffett didn't know what this sentence meant. Now, after meeting Count Philip von Bruno at the expo two days ago, he finally knew what it meant.

This guy is a dog-skin plaster!

His originally good mood became a little uncomfortable because of the appearance of Count Bruno. He never thought that one day he would be blocked by a Russian count.

Russia? What the hell does it have to do with him?

Where is Russia?

Buffett certainly knew that Russia was there, but he really didn't want to have anything to do with Russia, especially the advice given by the other party.

"Mr. Brino, what do you think of the suggestion I made last time?"

Once again, on the hotel's lawn, Count Philip von Bruno smiled as he enjoyed the snacks provided by the hotel.

"You have to know that this business is definitely a very profitable one for the American Company. God can testify that it will only take ten years at most for you to recover all your investment!"

Even though he was a count, Count Philip von Bruno's words were full of flattery when facing Mr. Buffett Bruno. The reason was that he was rich!

It's not that this guy is rich, it's the American company behind him that is rich!

Count Philip von Bruno, head of the Russian delegation, had just arrived in London and heard of his name.

One hundred million francs!

Britain and France paid 100 million francs to the Amerian Company to acquire 50% of the shares of the Atlantic Telegraph Company.

That's 100 million francs in cash.

Not to mention that company, even a country may not be able to come up with so much cash at once!

This is definitely a company that is rich enough to rival a country!

While marveling at the wealth of this company, Count Philip von Bruno couldn't help but have another idea in his mind. He found that this American company was simply a "trading partner" that came right to his doorstep!

They have 100 million francs!

Definitely rich!

So rich!

Things will be easier if you have money!

Just trick them into agreeing.

So, he immediately took the initiative to visit the famous Mr. Buffett Brinno. However, he never expected that as soon as he put forward the "business proposal", the other party rejected it directly and even looked at him as if he was a fool. That expression and eyes.

Well, just like now.

The cup was in the air, and Buffett looked at Count Philip von Bruno as if he were a fool. At that moment, the milk tea in the cup was no longer fragrant. His mood even became worse. For a moment, he even wanted to yell.

"Hey, you bastard, this is Britain. Do you know that I am friends with the Prime Minister of Britain and a guest of the French Emperor? You are a little Russian count, and you still want to bully others by taking advantage of your power?"

Buffett could have shouted loudly and not given any face to Count Philip von Bruno. After all, a few years ago, Russia was defeated by the British and French forces in Crimea, and the empire was stripped down to its underwear. Even their Tsar died of an unexpected "stroke" not long after.

Buffett is not sure whether it was a "stroke" or not, but one thing is certain: if this country loses the war, there will be casualties, either generals and marshals will die, or the czar will have a stroke.

But Buffett is a businessman. He doesn't want to offend others. Harmony brings wealth!

"Your Excellency."

After a pause, Buffett said.

"You should know that as a businessman, we need to consider the rate of return for any investment we make. To be honest, I don't see any rate of return on your proposal. It will take ten years to recover the investment..."

Buffett looked at Count Philip von Bruno with contempt in his eyes.

Do you think I'm a fool?

I don't believe you. There's not even a single punctuation mark in what you said.

"It will take ten years to get back the investment. If the profit is really that high, why did you find me? Lord Earl, America Company is rich, but you must know that for a commercial company, any investment we make must follow one principle - to be profitable!"

After thinking about it, Buffett emphasized again.

"I think, even if it's you, you won't do business at a loss!"

(End of this chapter)

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