One Thousand and Twenty Liters

This advantage of getting the national policy in advance has made businessmen like them invincible. Just any rumor is enough for them to make a steady profit. If they can get some real inside information, then it will not be difficult to earn ten or eight times.

The empire has expanded rapidly in recent years, and there are countless businessmen who have made national fortunes like this. In fact, His Majesty the Emperor himself is the biggest beneficiary, actually the prime minister, and then the bureaucratic group and the military group...

In short, almost everyone made a fortune in the war, including the most grassroots people, who also became rich because of subscribing to war bonds.

In this environment, there is no right or wrong. As long as the people above arrest them, they will be arrested and killed; if the people above turn a blind eye, then the people below can make a fortune for a few more years.

To put it bluntly, everyone is licking blood on the knife edge, betting their wealth and life on a prosperous future.

Those who boarded the boat first were already worth hundreds of millions. Look at Des, look at Deans...or even look at Alves, which one is not rich?

So now everyone is crowding into the boat, many people are crowded into the boat, many people feel that they have already been crowded into the boat, and many people have already fallen into the water.

Seeing that his two most trusted confidants had memorized what he was going to do according to his instructions, the old man nodded with great satisfaction, and then looked at Robert, who had just adjusted his throat.

"Isn't the tea not bad?" The old man didn't realize that his tea art was not perfect. In fact, he didn't have much spare time to study the so-called tea art.

After all, this empire has grown to such an extent that it has never been seen in ancient times, and every official of the empire has to manage affairs thousands or even tens of thousands of times in the past.

In this state, every official must not only do his best to do his job well, strive for promotion or keep his position, but also quickly contact his relatives or good-morning subordinates to earn money as soon as possible to expand his power .

It is as if the rough expansion and annexation of the western United States has created a group of ferocious predators. It is more difficult for them to cultivate their morality than to let them challenge the dragon...

"I'm a rough man... The tea you gave must be very good..." Robert quickly leaned forward, put on a very respectful look, and replied.

The old man was very satisfied with Robert's answer, so he continued to say, "Put another 300 million to the fourth brother... If he becomes a regular next year and becomes a consul, our local voice can be louder." .”

This Robert is one of them in charge of this unclean work,

It's safe to use and easy to dispose of.

People like Robert also know how they live and work, so they are very familiar with cooperating: "Understood!"

Similar to this kind of secret operation, investing huge sums of money to boost the political achievements of a local governor, in fact, it is also on the verge of legality, and people often do this.

But once it is really brought to the surface, the problem can be big or small. After all, the Alan Hill Empire is not a democratic country, it is an empire, a complete empire in the true sense!

Chris alone can decide the fate of an official, he is the will of the empire, the will that no one dares to disobey!

"I heard that His Majesty has gone south?" What an old man was turning in his hands were two rounded gemstones as big as two pigeon eggs. A ruby ​​and a sapphire look bright and beautiful, and they are definitely worth a lot.

"Yes, although the specific itinerary cannot be known due to safety reasons, the matter of going south has been confirmed." The old man in the lead poured himself another cup of hot tea and said softly.

"This... If His Majesty really left Elanciris... then wouldn't it be here..." The old man who was playing with two gems raised his eyebrows and said.

"Alan Sirius is monolithic, even if His Majesty went to the moon, what kind of trouble can happen here?" The leader old man sneered dismissively.

"It doesn't matter if it's elves or dwarves, including dragons... and demons from the devil world, magicians who are just about to move... If there is a spark, maybe it will explode with a bang..." Another old man's eyes shone sharply. of light, opened his mouth and said.

Robert felt his back was drenched in cold sweat, but he heard a group of people talking about the civil strife in the Alan Hill Empire. If people from the Special Mission Department of the Royal Guard knew about this, they would ransack their homes and exterminate their families!

He is also a little nobleman with a head and face! He is also a billionaire with billions of wealth! is this okay? Is it really good to play your life like this? Do you want to surrender yourself when you go out? Who can give me an answer! Wait online, hurry up!

"Dynamite barrels? Are you serious?" The old man in charge became even more dismissive: "If you really think it is an opportunity for His Majesty to leave Alan Siris, I'd better get rid of you first."

He poured the steaming cup of tea into the tea tray without the slightest bit of stinginess: "Do you think your Majesty is an eagle leaving the nest? Did you give the egg-stealer a chance?"

While talking, the old man pointed to the top of his head: "Your Majesty, that is ascended to become a saint, and he has escaped from the secular world!"

"You, what do you mean?" Hearing the leader's old man put down his words, Robert quickly asked as if he had been pardoned.

The old man glanced at Robert, and suddenly felt that this middle-aged nobleman who was full of awe and was already sweating coldly was a good candidate. At least, he's better than these two old fools who only know how to get rich.

So, the old man cast a cold glance at the two stupid subordinates on the left and right, and continued to explain: "What if His Majesty the Emperor, who can single-handedly create such a victory, sits on the moon and smashes the whole of Elanciris?"

His voice became sharper, with a deep sense of warning: "Doesn't His Majesty have the ability to destroy Alan Siris? Doesn't he have the ability to rebuild Alan Siris?"

The two old men wiped the sweat from their foreheads, but couldn't answer a word.

The old man reached out and nodded in front of both of them: "And what about you? Do you have the ability to destroy the star ring, destroy the scepter of the gods, destroy all nuclear weapons, and destroy the moon?"

Then, Robert heard a sentence that he will never forget in his life. The old man in the head looked up to the sky almost in a pilgrimage: "What you saw was an emperor flying to the moon on a rocket, but in fact it was a god. , is ascending!"