Cosma Empire

v1 Chapter 97: king

People are always talking about how successful people are. It seems that successful people are born with something amazing to come to this world, but this is not the case. The so-called personality charm and savvy mind are actually based on the recognition of money by society. We often say that a certain entrepreneur is very brave, but we neglect that there are still ninety-nine former entrepreneurs who are just as brave and need to go to the streets to find food.

We recognize this successful entrepreneur-the number that represents status and money behind it. The larger the number, the more firm we are in his affirmation.

So no matter what Du Lin said, in the eyes of those who don't have as many numbers as he is, he is right, because he succeeded, we always convince the winner, because we have not succeeded.

This is the goal, this is the role model!

私 Batches of private wine were packed, bound in strong wooden boards into wooden boxes, and delivered to trucks. The truck carried Mercedes wine on the roads of the city, and buckets of low-alcohol poured down, but the banknotes flowed out. More and more low-alcohols gathered here, and more and more banknotes entered. Du Lin was in the bank's account.

不得不 Here I have to talk about a little anecdote. Some people have been reminding Du Lin that the Imperial Central Bank cannot be trusted because it is a bank opened by the Ogdin. He should hide his money in the cellar.

Well, this is a joke.

A large number of high-quality private wines have successfully hit the market, making the other two guys have a bad life.

There are only six people in the quiet restaurant, two attendants, two bodyguards, and two tycoons.

Ernst sat elegantly at one end of the long table, and elegantly and easily divided the steaks in the dinner plate, the best steaks, and those who were not good at eating. Cattle are cheap, but there are also expensive luxury breeds that specialize in supplying nobles and capitalists. These cattle eat far better than some middle-family meals, and in order to allow fat to be perfectly dispersed in the muscles, not one by one, each high-quality Wagley cattle has a team of at least three people To feed.

They will feed this cow to eat some expensive fruits, and they will also eat some other quality beef for them-doing so can increase the amino acid content in the beef and increase the beef's deliciousness. They also regularly massage these cows, crushing the excess fat that may be produced and filling it evenly into the meat. Of course, each cow also needs to exercise. Their daily life is properly served by people like the aristocratic masters, and they will not operate on it until they are needed to become the food on the plate.

Such an almost perfect steak costs about sixty to seventy yuan per pound. If it is the top-level special portion of beef, the price will be up to hundreds.

Ernst, like a gourmet, patiently and carefully cut a piece of outer layer slightly burnt, and some pink beef pieces were cut from the whole. A silver fork was inserted into the beef pieces, and a hint of pink juice Squeezed out. He leaned forward cautiously, stretched his neck, wrapped the beef in his mouth, nodded, and chewed with his cheeks. He looked up at the guy across the table, swallowed the beef in his mouth, and raised the knife and fork in Yang's hand. "Don't you try it? Very fresh, only slaughtered this morning."

Carul's upper lips twitched twice to make him look a little funny, his expression was serious and stern, and his eyes were filled with appalling luster. He glanced down, glanced at the seductive steaks on the plate, and held the napkin in a ball and dropped it on the table.

"I don't understand how you can eat, don't you know that our market share is shrinking continuously? Every day's revenue is constantly decreasing. We should stop that lunatic, at least not let him mess up!"

What Carroll said is that there are problems with the price reduction of Snow Elves and First Love on the market recently. The price of each bottle is not much lower, only 50% lower, but these 50% allow more bars to sell at a high level. When drinking alcohol, I am more willing to promote these two types of alcohol. On the one hand, the high-end quality and the purchase price are at the low-end, on the other hand, the reputation of customers is rapidly fermenting.

More and more bars have fallen-bars are cash cows, and bar owners don't care about any hidden rules. What they need is profit and market. The other ones don't care.

Because of his complicated background, Ernst didn't care much about the gains and losses of personal wine, or he could maintain his grace because he had the confidence to stand to the end. But Carroll did not. Recently, the income has been declining while the expenses have been increasing sharply. Someone has warned him in a joke way. If the contribution should be reduced, he will consider another person to support it.

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Facing Carroll's question, Ernst shrugged his shoulders. He lowered his knife and fork and looked at Carul seriously. "Do you know how many rulers the city has welcomed and sent away since its establishment?" Before waiting for Carroll to answer, Ernst asked himself and answered. He gestured, turned his wrists and raised his hand. "Uncountable, yes, uncountable. Successful ones will leave names and fail. Those who have left their bones, nothing remains the same. We have replaced some people in the past and may be replaced by some people in the future. This is history, dear Carroll. "

"No, it's different. I don't allow anyone to take everything I have now, absolutely!" When he was about to stand up and leave, some noise came from behind him, and the quiet restaurant became a little bit The door was noisy, and the door that was not allowed to be disturbed was pushed open. Before the two attendants had time to say anything, they straightened their bodies-each man had a sharp long knife on his neck.

挺 A tall boy in a white suit walked in with his head raised. He took off his hat and handed it to the people around him, striding towards the dining table. At this time, Carroll's bodyguards were preparing to stop these less "educated" intruders, but they were held up by a gun.

The guy in the white suit drew a chair from one side and placed it in the middle of the long table. He slammed a finger, and a servant was pushed back, and slumped back to his side.

"Give me a cooked steak, thank you!", The teenager nodded with a smile, then supported the table with both hands, and set his eyes on Ernst and Ka in a stance full of aggressiveness and oppression. Ruhr, "Allow me to introduce myself!"

He smiled and said, "My name is Du Lin!"