Chapter 239: The Penniless Flynn
Gustavo Flynn beat his servant severely.
Because this person was responsible for sending the invitation letters, and Isabel's letter was also sent by him, but he didn't even tell me Isabel's address.
Of course, it wasn't his fault, because many invitations were sent out and Gustavo Flin never asked where these people lived.
This time he was beaten entirely because his master was holding a grudge in his heart.
But knowing that he was wronged, the servant could only admit his mistake loudly, hoping that his master would forgive him.
Gustavo Flynn was so tired that he was sweating profusely before he put down the whip.
"Prepare a carriage for me, and then go get treated yourself."
Since the opponent is that lich, there is nothing to talk about.
He knew this old guy too well. Even if the Prince of Lies took action himself, he would not be able to convince the other party with words.
As soon as the carriage stopped, Gustavo Fring couldn't wait to get on.
The driver quickly asked, "Master, where are we going?"
Gustavo Flynn said in a very somber tone, "To the Goblin Bank."
Because the Dwarf Kingdom implements a policy of equality among all races, races that are hunted as monsters in many places can live in this kingdom. Even goblins can live in this country.
The Goblin Bank is a financial institution unique to the Dwarf Kingdom.
Most goblins are dirty, stupid, bloodthirsty monsters, but a few elite goblins will awaken unparalleled wisdom, and are especially good at mathematics. Therefore, these elite goblins are able to understand finance, and with the help of the gold advantage of the Dwarf Kingdom, they have gained countless benefits from other countries in peacetime.
These goblins were also very sensible and provided a lot of benefits to the Dwarf Kingdom every year. The Dwarf Kingdom had no shortage of gold, so these goblins tried their best to find those rare treasures from various countries on the continent and sent them to the Kingdom.
Therefore, this Goblin Bank is like a semi-official bank and has a very good reputation in the Dwarf Kingdom.
If there was any other choice, Gustavo Flynn didn't want to deal with the goblins. No matter how smart the goblins were, they were still evil and greedy, and they sucked more blood than vampires.
But he had no choice, because the only way to convince Amber to support him was to give him money, and not just a little bit. The appetite of this lich might be bigger than that of all the goblins combined.
My family assets have been almost used up, and now the only way to make money is to take out a loan.
Gustavo Flynn was quite confident about the loan. After all, he was a legendary alchemist. With some patented formula as collateral, he should be able to get a large sum of money.
Everything will be fine once he becomes the president.
However, when he saw the goblin wearing gold-rimmed half-moon glasses, the other party's reply made him furious.
Gustavo Flynn stared at the other party with sharp eyes and said in a deep voice: "One million gold coins? Can I understand this as an insult from your bank?"
The wrinkled green goblin seemed to be used to being yelled at. He took off his glasses leisurely and wiped the saliva off them as if nothing had happened. Then he said to the angry alchemist, "Master Flynn, according to our understanding, you seem to still owe a lot of money to the nobles. The total debt is about 6 to 7 million gold coins."
Gustavo Flynn said disdainfully: "Do you think I can't pay back this little gold coin?"
The green-skinned goblin put his glasses back on and said seriously, "If it was in the past, this little money would certainly not be a problem. But Master Flynn, the past is the past, and this is the present. Not only do you owe millions of gold coins, but you haven't used the money to rebuild your alchemy laboratory, but you've spent it on the election of the Alchemist Council."
"You guys have investigated it quite thoroughly." Gustavo Flynn snorted coldly.
"Of course, in our line of work, we must keep abreast of the movements of various important figures. Please forgive my directness, Master Flynn, you have placed all your bets on the election. If you fail, can you bear the blow?"
Gustavo Fring said confidently: "I can't lose."
"Haha, Master Flynn, you are one of the smartest people in the world, but I am not a fool. The one you are competing with is our court alchemist, who has an advantage over you in terms of background and personal status.
"So in our bank's judgment, there is a high chance that you will fail. And if you fail to become the president, what will you do? Let me assume that you will not be willing to be suppressed by Master Baker, so you will most likely choose to change places and start over. Then will you delay your trip because of these debts?"
The green goblin's meaning was very clear. If he failed in the election, Gustavo Flynn would flee and leave the sphere of influence of the Dwarf Kingdom. He was definitely too lazy to pay back the millions of gold coins owed, and those small nobles had no way to collect them across borders anyway.
Precisely because of this danger, the Goblin Bank set Gustavo Flynn's credit rating very low. The limit of one million gold coins was given because of the word "legend", otherwise they would not lend a single gold coin.
Gustavo Flynn did not refute the question of running away, but asked in return: "Have you ever calculated how much you can gain if I succeed?"
The green goblin crossed his hands on his knees, leaned back in his chair, and said with a smile: "Our bank has many profitable businesses, and the risks are not big. There is no need to take this kind of risk. You know, our money is also the depositors' money. We always have to consider our customers, right?"
Gustavo Flynn stood up, looked down at the goblin, and said in a very serious tone: "So what you mean is that there is nothing to talk about?"
The green goblin still maintained a polite smile and said to the angry alchemist, "Of course it's not that we don't have money. Master Flynn, you are very valuable. We just don't have any guarantees, so we can't lend you money. As long as you can provide sufficient collateral, we can discuss how much money you want to borrow."
Gustavo Fring said: "I can pledge a few of my recipes."
The green-skinned goblin shook his head and said, "It's useless for us to have a legendary formula, and... our dwarven kingdom has very loose restrictions on alchemy patents. You should know that this is no longer the kingdom of alchemists."
Gustala Flynn gritted her teeth. This was exactly why she had to re-establish the Alchemist Council.
The Dwarf Kingdom does not have loose patent management at all. It is clear that there is no law in this regard at all.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
However, only Alchemy City and Silvermoon High Court have so-called patent laws in the entire continent. Even Ryan only gives corresponding rewards instead of letting you live off the patent for the rest of your life.
The alchemy of the Dwarf Kingdom does not need to worry about copyright issues at all. As long as the effect of your potion is good, it is the real thing and can be sold freely.
This reason is also related to the former city of alchemy. This kingdom monopolized too many alchemy patents. If other kingdoms did not want to use pirated products, they would have to pay a terrifying amount of money every year to buy genuine drugs.
The cost was so high that even the Dwarf Kingdom felt heartbroken, so other kingdoms used pirated potions in large quantities, and occasionally spent some money to buy genuine products and make imitations. In other words, the technical barriers of the Alchemy City were high enough that sometimes your imitations were more expensive than the originals, forcing others to buy them.
Now the Alchemy City is gone. The Dwarf Kingdom was not so merciful when it occupied this land. Many alchemy factories were forcibly acquired by the Dwarf Kingdom, and many alchemy formulas were also obtained.
In this case, if Gustavo Flynn wanted to use the alchemy formula as collateral, the Goblin Bank would definitely not agree. This thing has no copyright protection. What's the use of just a piece of paper? When this piece of paper is seen by others, it has no value.
Because all the employees in the Goblin Bank who have seen this formula will copy it without hesitation and sell it, and everyone will know about it within three days.
Don't say they didn't do a good job of keeping secrets. All the rules of conduct of the Goblin Bank were tailored according to the laws of the Dwarf Kingdom. The patented formula is not protected, so it is "legal" for them to copy it a few times because the originals are still in the bank. This is not called stealing.
If the Dwarf Kingdom does not protect the privacy of depositors, they will sell the information of all depositors without hesitation. Unfortunately, many ministers of the kingdom have deposited money in this bank, so keeping customer privacy confidential is written in the law.
If the formula is worthless, then Gustavo Fring really has nothing to offer.
"In that case, I won't waste your time."
After saying this, Gustavo Flynn was about to leave the bank, but the green goblin stopped him and said, "Master Flynn, don't be so anxious. Ordinary alchemy formulas are not valuable, but some are still very valuable. We know that you have a very valuable knowledge in your hands. As long as you are willing to give it to us, we can provide an interest-free loan of 100 million gold coins."
Gustavo Flynn had a bad feeling and asked quickly, "What are you talking about?"
The green-skinned goblin smiled and said, "The truth behind the disappearance of the Alchemy City, the magic circle buried in the sewer, I believe you, Master Flynn, must be very familiar with it, right?"
Gustavo Flynn frowned and asked, "How did you know?"
"Haha, the Dwarf Kingdom also has fortune tellers. Although they are not as good as the legendary prophecy wizard and cannot accurately predict the future, it is still easy to predict what has happened. Our bank is very interested in your plan to turn mortals into gods."
Gustavo Flynn stared at the green-skinned goblin and asked, "This is not something that ordinary people can know. What is your position in this bank?"
The green goblin raised his glasses and said slowly, "I am the president of this bank, Donald Grandet. Master Fran, we are really sincere in wanting to cooperate with you. What do you think?"
(End of this chapter)