novelraw Chapter 209 The World of Western Classics 22
Chapter 209 The World of Western Classics 22
Sir Jones is about to vomit blood, and he himself has lost more than 40 pounds. Who can ask for reason.
You lose money because you are stupid, you deserve to be used as a stepping stone by those two!
But he couldn't say that, he was already injured, and he couldn't have any more accidents.
These two were the most beneficial allies who supported him in raising funds and monopolizing the raw materials of the textile industry. If he offended them and asked them to go out and talk nonsense, those people would really come to him.
If they all came to get back the money they had invested, it would be the end of the Jones family.
Thinking of such a terrible future, Sir Jones simply stopped pretending, "Why are you so anxious? If you lose money there, you can earn it back. You should take this as a way to make friends with those two. Presumably, after this event, they will treat you very well." Feel guilty, as long as you take the initiative to come to the door and express that you don't mind, they will give you a lot of benefits in the future."
The two were out of breath, "It's easy for you to say, of course I know that making friends with them is beneficial, but we are already facing a desperate situation, so what's the use of having more benefits in the future."
"That is to say, earn it back, you can give us a try to earn it back. That is not a small sum, what kind of business can you earn so much?"
Sir Jones sneered, "We still have raw materials, as long as we can buy all the raw materials, then the price will not be up to us."
That batch of raw materials is not a small amount. As long as the price is increased by two layers and sold, it will be able to make up for my previous shares in the mine.
Only in this way, my own reputation...
That's all, for the benefit of the Jones family, a little reputation is nothing!
When he recovers this time, he will definitely make Darcy look good, so as to wash away his shame of raising the Jones family.
Sir Jones made up his mind, but the two of them didn't understand what he was doing, "Aren't you thinking too much? The owners of the textile mills are afraid to buy it at the current price, and they will still buy it if the price is raised again." ?”
"If you don't buy it, then go bankrupt." Sir Jones sneered, as long as those textile factories can no longer buy raw materials, they have to buy it if they don't buy it.
The two looked at each other, both were shocked by the ruthlessness in Jones' words, but immediately, their eyes were filled with enthusiasm.
That's right, monopoly is the most profitable. As long as they cut off all sources of raw materials, those factory owners can only buy their high-priced raw materials.
"But, on our own, it seems that we can't do it..."
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Sir Jones, "Don't worry about this, I will take care of it myself, you just wait for the money."
The two wanted to talk again, but Sir Jones didn't want to listen any more, and forcefully asked the housekeeper to send them out.
Such a powerful Sir Jones made the two of them very dissatisfied, but thinking that their hope of making a fortune was still in his hands, they could only leave angrily.
The housekeeper sent the man back, and stood at the door of the study room waiting for orders.
He was not kept long, Sir Jones was packed, and the two went to visit a customs officer.
After that, rumors spread that if you want to buy raw materials in the future, you can only go to Sir Jones, otherwise, you will not be able to buy them at all, and even if you do, you will not be able to bring them in.
At first, everyone didn't care about it, thinking it was a rumor, but as the inventory in the factory was exhausted, they still couldn't find any way to buy raw materials, so they had to panic.
Someone hurriedly approached Sir Jones and expressed willingness to pay a high price to buy it, but when Sir Jones opened his mouth, the price was three or four times the previous price.
When the factory owners heard this, they went crazy, it was too cruel.
Then they left one after another, looking for other ways.
There are also smarter ones who thought of buying overseas, but the money was spent and the raw materials were shipped in, but they were held up at the customs.
It is said that because prohibited items were found, they had to be temporarily sealed, and they could only be picked up after the investigation was clear.
As for how long it should be sealed up, it is a matter of opinion. It is possible to wait until the raw materials rot in the customs warehouse.
At this moment, what everyone still doesn't understand is that Sir Jones and the customs officials have joined forces to monopolize the market for raw materials.
That's all for a monopoly, but Sir Jones is really a lion, and the price has been raised so much all at once, how can they accept it?
The owners of the textile mills were very dissatisfied and protested one after another, and some even filed a complaint to the House of Lords.
But no matter how violent they were, the government did not respond, not to mention the House of Lords, and no one from the customs side came out to give an explanation.
There's nothing else I don't understand.
The owners of these textile factories represent new forces, which are fast-growing but weak-founded new forces, and Sir Jones has obviously taken care of those old nobles, so they are very concerned about Sir Jones' behavior of pulling wool. Open one eye and close one eye.
And their reasons are very high-sounding, even at such a price, will they lose money?
No, just earn much less than before.
You can't take it for granted just because you made more money before, right?
The low price of raw materials in the past exploited the interests of farmers, and you have earned enough. Have you improved the treatment of farmers?
As soon as this statement came out, more people supported the old nobles, and even some newspapers praised Sir Jones' righteous deeds, thinking that he was fighting for the benefit of poor peasants.
People who don't know the truth, after reading the newspapers, accused those textile factory owners of not doing it.
They watched those people make a lot of money in a short period of time. Whether it was out of hatred for the rich or because they were really misled, they felt that they had seen the truth.
This is actually true. In recent years, this group of people have been able to get rich, and they must be exploited.
However, the so-called righteous man Sir Jones they support is only a member of exploitation, and the money will never reach the pockets of farmers.
Even because of his monopolistic behavior, it may make them and the workers suffer even more!
After all, the money is in Sir Jones' pocket, and the factory owners have nothing to do, so can't they deal with those helpless civilians?
It's just that they can't see it.
After the factory owners quarreled, they found that no one supported them, and some even encouraged the workers in their factories to go on strike.
In desperation, they could only grit their teeth and buy high-priced raw materials from Sir Jones to resume production as soon as possible.
Otherwise, after a long time, the factory will stop working, and the workers will all run away.
Sir Jones happily took a sip of red wine, looking at the factory owners who were aggrieved but had to smile at him, his heart was almost overflowing with pride.
The two businessmen behind him who had come to settle accounts with him before also forgot their resentment towards Sir Jones, and instead looked flattering.
After this, although they still lost a little, they didn't lose much.
The point is, Sir Jones made them see hope, the hope that money would flow in like flowing water.
As long as they continue to do this in the future, they don't need to work hard to do business, they just need to wait for the pound to come in.
Sir Jones thought the same way. He always knew that a monopoly would make money, but he didn't know how to make money in this way, and he had restrained himself for the sake of a so-called good reputation.
Now think about it, why bother, it would be nice to have money.
Even if those rich people hate themselves, they have to smile at themselves.If you have money, you don't have to curry favor with the so-called big shots, but sit on an equal footing with them.
Thinking of those people who cheated him before and made him feel aggrieved, Sir Jones' desire for revenge grew infinitely.
Darcy, Earl William, Duke...
Hehe, wait for me!
Darcy's face was gloomy when he saw the latest news.
He wanted to deal with Sir Jones, but he didn't intend to deal with other textile mill owners. Now that Sir Jones did this, he would make a lot of money himself, and the others would be in trouble.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help feeling a little regretful, because his actions had caused others to suffer.
Bingley's complexion is also not good. He is a businessman. Although he is a bit silly and sweet on weekdays, he still has the acumen of a businessman.
Because it is too profitable, there are always people who do it for profit.Unless the government can introduce a bill to curb the occurrence of monopoly.But obviously, the entire government is as quiet as a chicken. It's not that no one sees the disadvantages of monopoly, it's just in their interests.At some point, they did it themselves.
Those who are willing to give up this part of their interests have become a minority, such as Darcy.
"You can't let them do such nonsense," Darcy said firmly.
Bingley nodded and agreed with Darcy's words. Once such a trend is formed, their life will be difficult.
Colonel Fitzwilliam frowned tightly, "But there are only a few people who support us. I have been traveling outside these days, and most of the people I have met are jealous of Sir Jones. It is almost impossible for them to give up this big cake."
It was like opening a Pandora's box!
Anxi frowned, and smiled softly, "There is no way, it depends on which side you represent."
"What do you mean?" Colonel Fitzwilliam turned his head and looked at Anxi.
"Old aristocratic conservatives, aristocrats with new thinking, new aristocrats, businessmen, or...workers."
Anse stared closely at Colonel Fitzwilliam as he spoke the last two words.
"At the beginning, our plan was to pull Sir Jones off the horse, and then you get on top. But now, you have a new choice, and it depends on whether you want to choose."
Colonel Fitzwilliam was startled, and muttered to himself, "A new choice!"
Darcy frowned, his heart moved slightly, and his eyes became sharper looking at Anxi.
Anxi smiled at him, "Just treat me as loving."
Darcy lowered his eyes, quietly thinking about the pros and cons, and then, with a look of expectation, he looked at Colonel Fitzwilliam.
Colonel Fitzwilliam was startled, and yelled, "Hey, hey, what are you looking at, you can't do it, you can't do it, don't count on me, I can't do it."
Anxi and Darcy looked at each other, and they both saw the light in each other's eyes, which became brighter and hotter.
Colonel Fitzwilliam wailed, and his whole body collapsed on the sofa, "What evil did I do, knowing you two scourges, I will be kicked out of the house, absolutely!"