Prince Charles is a typical realist. No matter what he does, he first considers the pros and cons.
Helping the fourth prince become the president of the Educators Association would not do him any good, and would even cost him a lot. In the short term, it was completely meaningless.
"You are doing this for the Kingdom of Windsor." Arthur said, "Why do you want benefits?"
"Because I'm not a king."
The eldest prince Charles leaned back and said in a joking tone: "Arthur, it's you who want to be the president of the Educators Association, not me. Don't use the reason of the Kingdom of Windsor to prevaricate me. I support you as the president. , I need my people to compete with the Liberal Party in Parliament, and it is my father’s business to support you, and it has nothing to do with me.”
Arthur frowned: "Haven't you seen what Nicholas and the others want to do?"
"What do they want to do?"
Grabbing the Times newspaper on the table, Arthur pointed to the news above and said: "Nicholas called on the Kingdom to establish an Educators Association in the newspaper. The purpose behind it is to open up the school market! Yinton College, Oxbridge and other schools The well-known school is where countless nobles once studied, and their children, including your son Charles, are among them!"
"These people will be the main consumers of potions in the future! Nicholas will use this incident to build momentum and increase the stock price of Manstein's Potion Company!"
"Why are your vision limited to cooperation with the church? Magic potions are consumables and are destined to enter the sinking market in the future. If you don't take action now, it will be too late later!"
After Arthur finished speaking, the eldest prince Charles gradually straightened his back and sat upright, and his expression changed from the initial joking to a bit more serious. He could hear the emotions in Arthur's tone, which were full and rich, not like lying.
In fact, the eldest prince also felt that what Arthur said was reasonable. He knew yesterday about Ma Wei's donation of 20,000 pounds to Yinton College, but he didn't take it to heart. There were many nobles who donated to Yinton College. Jonas attends Yington College. Is there any problem with donating?
However, if the news of Ma Wei's donation to Yinton School is combined with his call for the Kingdom to establish an Educators Association in the Times Daily, the situation has changed subtly.
Ma Wei's donation to Yinton School is probably just a stepping stone. The Educators Association to be established later may be his real purpose!
"After the stock exchange opens today, the stock price of Manstein Potion Company will definitely rise." Arthur said with a straight face: "Charles, you have no talent for business, and you are already lagging behind in this matter. If Shukri and the others continue to remain indifferent, the London potion market may be dominated by the Manstein family in the future."
The eldest prince Charles felt that Arthur was speaking too hard. Even if he allowed Ma Wei to establish the Educators Association, he would not be completely defeated in the potion competition, but...
There is a saying that goes well, what the enemy wants to do is what you want to stop.
Since Ma Wei wants to establish an Educators Association, he should go one step faster and compete with them!
No matter what Ma Wei wants to do, he can't succeed!
Thinking of this, the eldest prince Charles said: "I will support you in running for the president of the Educators Association in the next Congress, but... Arthur, I helped you today, and you will also help me in the future."
"as you wish."
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Yinton School.
In class, while listening to the instructor's lecture on the stage, Daniel yawned boredly and turned to look out the window. Unlike London, which was shrouded in smog, the small town of Windsor where Yinton College is located was sunny and without a trace of pollution. The sky is blue, with a few white clouds floating in the sky, and it is warm and cozy.
Snapped!
Just when Daniel was enjoying the sunshine, a ball of paper suddenly hit his head. Daniel turned his head and bent down to pick up the ball of paper on the ground. As soon as he opened it, he heard instructor Wilmer on the stage say: "Jonas !stand up!"
Daniel stood up and looked at Tutor Wilmer walking towards him, holding a ruler in his hand. This is a prop used by schools to punish disobedient children. Every school has methods of corporal punishment for children, but Yinton College is different. The students who take classes here are all from aristocratic families, and are either rich or noble. The principal has repeatedly ordered instructors not to punish students corporally. At most, they will give verbal warnings or punish students to write a letter of repentance.
The ruler in Instructor Wilmer's hand could only act as a deterrent. Even if Daniel really stretched out his hand for him to hit, he would not dare to swing it.
"As a transfer student, you are already behind the schedule of the course and are not paying attention to the lectures!" Tutor Wilmer sternly reprimanded: "Your brother, Mr. Nicholas, worked hard to send you to Yinton College. It’s so heartbreaking! Can’t you be more upbeat?”
Ma Wei is worried about himself?
Hearing this, Daniel burst out laughing and couldn't hold it back any longer.
Ma Wei was worried about him for sure, but saying that he put in all the effort and hoped that he would study hard to be more successful... was pure nonsense.
Doesn’t Daniel know what Mavi’s temper is like?
Ma Wei sent him to Yinton College because he was not meant to have a good class!
"You can still laugh?!" Instructor Wilmer raised his eyebrows and looked at the paper ball in Daniel's hand: "Read the content on the paper ball out loud! Let all the students listen!"
"Teacher, are you sure?"
"Read quickly!"
Daniel shrugged, picked up the paper ball, and read loudly: "Jonas, I heard that your eldest brother donated 20,000 pounds to Yinton College? I overheard it when I passed by the office door yesterday. The principal criticized it yesterday Where is Tutor Wilmer? He said he was too strict with his students and it was allowed for students to send gifts to each other... And last night, Tutor Wilmer stepped on a piece of dog poop while walking, which made him angry. He cursed loudly and greeted the dog owner’s family, but in fact the poop was caused by the golden retriever dog raised by the principal’s wife…”
After reading this, Daniel paused for a moment, looked at Wilmer, whose face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and asked tentatively: "Teacher, do I want to continue reading?"
"....Read it!" Instructor Wilmer said through gritted teeth.
"Okay, this is what you asked for." Daniel cleared his throat: "Speaking of which, Tutor Wilmer's wife was talking and laughing with a young baron at the opening ceremony the day before yesterday, and they had a very happy conversation. Jonas, do you think Master Wilmer’s wife will..."
"Enough! Enough!
! "
Instructor Wilmer suddenly broke out, yelled hysterically, took the ball of paper from Daniel’s hand and tore it into pieces: “What have you been doing all day!
! Anton is Lisette’s cousin! They are cousins!
! "
Anton is the name of the young baron, and Lisette is naturally the wife of mentor Wilmer.
The content on the paper ball was too gossipy to be gossipy, but Daniel knew clearly that they deliberately let Teacher Wilmer discover this paper ball. After two days of getting familiar with it, he knew that these weird students wanted to whisper something. Put the ball of paper into the pen, and then pass the ball of paper around as if borrowing the pen. Never throw it away blatantly.
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Instructor Wilmer's character is something that the students who get along with him day and night simply cannot understand anymore. He is very strict, has a hard time with his eyes, and is good at face, but privately a little weak. If the other party is stronger, he will lose his position and dare not speak out. own opinions.
Once he discovers that students are passing small notes to each other in class, he will definitely ask the students to read them out in public. Several similar things happened last semester.
His chest was violently bullied, his Adam's apple was rising and falling, and his nose was opening and closing like a vomited goldfish. Teacher Wilmer was very angry at this group of disobedient and rebellious students. He had never been so angry as he was today. He was already very unhappy when he was reprimanded by the principal yesterday, and today he was humiliated by the students again...
It is tolerable, but what is unbearable!
"Jonas! Go out and stand for punishment! Stand all morning!"
Daniel, who just didn't want to sit in class, turned around and left the classroom. Of course, he wouldn't just stand at the door. The weather outside was so nice, why not go out and have fun?
After going down the stairs, Daniel came to the lawn next to the artificial lake on campus. He saw several female students sitting on the lawn basking in the sun. He rolled his eyes and ran straight to the dormitory. After a while, he ran down with a bag of things. .
"Hey, beautiful ladies, I have some gifts for you!"
"What's this?"
Several female students were not afraid of Daniel at all. Seeing him holding the bag, they all came over curiously.
"Sleep Toast! A product of Manstein's Potions Grocery Store! Archbishop Brandon gave it a very high rating! It is the most sought-after item in the upper class right now!"
Hearing that sleep toast is very popular in the upper class, the female students became even more curious. They sat on the lawn and ate the sliced toast in their hands as if on an outing, and soon fell into their own fantasies.
While Daniel was waiting for them to wake up, Mentor Wilmer's roar suddenly sounded from upstairs: "Jonas!
! You're handing out stuff like this in school again!
! "
Daniel ran away and disappeared in a puff of smoke.
"Principal! Take a look!"
After class, Instructor Wilmer angrily opened the door to the principal's office and shouted to the principal who was standing in front of the window: "Jonas is disobedient! He keeps handing out sleepy toast on campus! This is a serious violation of discipline! He must be punished!"
"Wilmer...."
The principal turned around, holding a half-eaten piece of toast in his hand: "Have you ever tasted sleepy toast yourself?"
"Principal, you..."
"I have it here, you can try it." The principal opened the drawer and took out a small bag of toast wrapped in oil paper.
On the oil paper tape, there is a big-horned elk image of Manstein Potion Company clearly printed on it.
Now Ma Wei has even made the company logo.
"Principal! How come you even take this kind of thing!" Teacher Wilmer said excitedly: "This is a magic potion! It will be addictive if you eat it!"
"Wilmer, I heard you like meat, right?"
The principal sat on the leather chair, put down the toast in his hand, and looked into Wilmer's eyes: "Eating meat is an addiction to you. Is it harmful to the body? I think it is minimal. With the health goddess Wilmer With virtue, nothing can harm us.”
"I'm not worried about the harm that sleepy toast will cause to the body, nor do I question the power of the health goddess Wilder, but..." Wilmer sighed: "Sleeping toast will corrode people's will! This is worse than the physical harm. It’s much more serious!”
"Sleep toast has no effect on people with strong willpower." The principal said indifferently: "The reason why people are fascinated by sleep toast is because they have weak willpower and need to use sleep toast to satisfy their fantasies. , but in fact, sleepy toast is no different from cigarettes or sugar, and there won’t even be a physiological withdrawal reaction!”
"Principal, you have to believe me!"
"I believe more in authoritative judgments." The principal threw a document on his desk: "This is a joint test of sleepy toast by professors from the Department of Biology and Chemistry of Oxford University. Through animal experiments, we have determined Toast to sleep is not harmful to the human body, and at the same time, people with strong willpower will not be affected by toast."
"A joint report issued by authoritative professors?" Wilmer's eyes widened: "Has Nicholas already begun to control major laboratories?!"
The principal's face darkened: "Wilmer, you have to understand what you are talking about. If you question the authority of this report, you can provide evidence! I believe that Manstein Potion Company alone cannot Manipulate those authoritative professors!"
"But...the second prince is behind the Manstein Potion Company! As the Duke of Oxford, he..."
"The situation of Manstein Potion Company is not something we can decide, but you have to understand that even the second prince cannot cover the sky with one hand." The principal's tone softened slightly: "If the second prince controls the major laboratories to give out If it proves harmless, will the eldest prince and the third prince remain indifferent? Most of the people who consume these potion products are nobles and gentry. Who dares to tamper with this?"
"Besides...it's the prince and the others who asked the major laboratories to test whether the sleeping toast contains harmful ingredients. Your speculation is simply not true."
The principal said earnestly: "My teacher, Professor James of Oxford University, also believes that sleepy toast is harmless to the human body. I trust his judgment, so you should stop worrying about the potion."
Wilmer couldn't help but said: "Even if it's harmless, we can't let it circulate on campus! Principal, if students are addicted to sleepy toast, how can the school still have classes?"
"First of all, as I just said, Sleepy Toast is not physically addictive. You can quit at any time if you want to."
The principal knocked on the table: "Secondly, the students at Yinton College are all children of nobles. Even if they don't have sleepy toast, they will take drugs such as cocaine and marijuana. According to certificates issued by major laboratories, they will become sleepy. Toast is much less harmful than drugs like cocaine and marijuana!”
"...."
Wilmer was speechless. He knew that the principal was right. The preferences of the nobles were far more terrifying than sleepy toast. If sleepy toast could keep them calm for a while, how many people could be given to them? Bring peace.
He was a little mentor who couldn't even control drugs, so how could he interfere with potions?
Some things, from the very beginning, were destined not to be something he could contend with.
