"Isn't this... just an ordinary apartment?"
Looking at the ancient house built with black stone in front of him, the second prince didn't know what was strange.
There are similar houses all over London, so there is really nothing unusual about them.
The only thing that was a little surprising was the worker who took the stick of Hercules and was like a little giant, carrying furniture.
In the past, there was no magic potion like the Club of Hercules in London, and the magic potion had never been popularized. It had always been in the hands of the church. It was only in recent months that the arrival of Mavey broke the deadlock.
But this is not surprising at all!
The second prince had been mentally prepared for a long time. He invested in the Manstein Potion Company. In addition to competing for the throne, of course he also wanted to make money. If he wanted to make money, he had to do business. In business, there are contacts and sales. The magic potion will also cause a splash in the market....
This will happen more and more in the future, so what’s all the fuss about?
"Your Highness, do you know how many laborers are needed for a normal move?"
Without waiting for the second prince to answer, Ma Wei stretched out a palm: "At least five people. They have a clear division of labor. One person is guarding the goods outside, one person is responsible for disassembly, two people are responsible for transportation, and one person is responsible for the execution. In a regular small team, there will be There are four masters and one young apprentice..."
"Apprentice?" The second prince was a little confused. He had never cared about the lives of the people at the bottom: "Do I need to be taught when moving? Can't we just carry the sofa, wardrobe, etc. away?"
"Moving is also a science. Many workers who help people move only have a carriage. They need to consider the use of space and make the most perfect design based on the owner's home. Whether to move the sofa first or the wardrobe first, how to move within the limited time. It’s important to fit as much cargo as possible into the space.”
"In addition to the utilization of space, the disassembly and installation of many special items, such as stoves, is also a technical job."
The second prince nodded as if he understood: "So that's it... Nicholas, why are you telling me this?"
"Your Highness, please look at how many workers the owner of this household who is moving has hired?"
The second prince looked carefully and found that apart from the labor apprentices who were watching the cars on the street, there was only one man who had taken the stick of Hercules. A burly man came in and out. Whether it was a sofa or a wardrobe, he could lift it with one hand. Get started, effortlessly.
After only a few minutes of observation, pieces of furniture were loaded into the car. It looked like the move would be completed soon.
"Two people." The second prince said, "Only one person really contributed."
"Your Highness, follow me."
Ma Wei walked up to the apprentice responsible for guarding the car and said with a smile: "Sir, we are conducting market research and have a few questions. Can you please answer them for us?"
The young apprentice, who was only fifteen or sixteen years old, looked at Ma Wei warily, his face full of precautions.
This can't be blamed on him. The moving location is East London, which is full of thieves. Why should one person be left outside when moving?
Just because if no one is watching the goods, something will definitely be lost!
Before going out to work, the master also repeatedly warned the young apprentice not to talk to others, and not to answer when spoken to, otherwise he would be easily deceived.
"this is my name card."
Seeing that the young apprentice remained silent, Ma Wei took out a business card and handed it over. The young apprentice reached out to take it, stared at the business card for a long time, and then said: "I can't read..."
"Who are you?"
At this moment, the master who was responsible for moving the goods walked out of the house. Seeing Ma Wei and the other three chatting with the young apprentice, he quickly walked over with the wardrobe and blocked the young apprentice.
"Master, this gentleman told me what research he wanted to do and gave me a business card..."
The young apprentice handed the business card to the master. The master glanced at the business card. When he saw the words [Chairman of Manstein Potion Company] on the business card, he said with some shock: "You are Mr. Manstein von Nicholas." ?”
"Don't I look like that?"
"No, no, no... I just didn't expect someone like you to..."
The master waved his hand at a loss, and then remembered that this was on Flower Street, not far away was Manstein's Potion Grocery Store, and it was completely reasonable for Ma Wei to appear here.
"What kind of research do you want to do?"
"Just asking you a few simple questions." Ma Wei said with a smile: "Is Hercules' stick easy to use? Are there any side effects?"
"It's so useful! I've never seen such a powerful potion!" The master said excitedly: "You can lift anything! This is so convenient! As for the side effects, it means eating more. Everything else doesn’t matter!”
"Well, how much do you charge for helping someone move?"
"this...."
When it came to trade secrets, the master was a little hesitant, but considering that Ma Wei was the boss of a large company and would not compete with low-level people like him for jobs, he lowered his guard and said, "The price I want is 2 shillings and 3 pence. My job is to help people move their furniture to their new home, and I pay for all other expenses myself.”
"For this fee, after excluding the cost, how much can I get?"
The master counted on his fingers: "The cost of renting a car is 1 shilling per day, and the cost of the potion is 5 pence. Apart from these, I can get 10 pence, give 3 pence to the apprentice, and the remaining 7 pence is mine."
As he said this, the master smiled happily: "This is almost double the previous salary of 4 pence a day!"
"But after taking the stick of Hercules, you need to replenish a lot of energy. Doesn't it cost money to buy food?" the second prince asked curiously.
"I'm very fast!" The master showed off his muscles: "After taking the magic potion, I have great strength. I can move two houses in one hour! I earn 2 shillings a day!"
The previous salary of 4 pence per day has been increased to 2 shillings per day, which is a full six times increase. The span is not small.
Such huge profits can make many people forget their worries.
Even though this pitiful 2 shillings is only one-fifth of the daily salary of the monks of the Church of Truth, the workers are already satisfied.
"So, Hercules' stick actually improved your lives?"
"Absolutely!" the master said without hesitation: "We are very grateful to Mr. Manstein! He gave us the opportunity!"
Hearing this, the second prince fell silent. He didn't know what he was thinking. Ma Wei did not remain silent and continued to ask: "How much money can you make every day without Hercules' stick?"
"It's almost the same! I just have to share the profits with other companions, so I earn very little... almost 4 pence a day. If I'm lucky, I can earn 6 pence!"
"So, in fact, the price offered to you by the host has not changed much?"
"Yes!"
"I don't have any more questions. You can continue your work."
"okay!"
The master turned around and got into the house and continued to move the furniture. Ma Wei took a few steps back and looked at the second prince: "Your Highness, now do you know why I want to raise the price of potions?"
"knew...."
The second prince said faintly: "Although it seems that this master has made more money, in essence, the profit he made actually occupies part of the other companions. The work that could only be completed by the five people working together , now he can complete it alone, and there are obviously not hundreds of thousands of workers in London who need to move..."
Ma Wei nodded and said: "Yes, Your Highness, this is the importance of jobs. Sometimes, the economy seems to be growing rapidly, but the unemployment rate continues to rise. The fundamental reason is that productivity and the basic needs of the people have failed. Deviated."
"Just like this master, he no longer needs a companion, he can complete all the work alone. He made money, Manstein Potion Company also made money, and even the car rental company made money, except for others Several laborers who were supposed to be here lost their jobs.”
"Labourers who have lost their jobs will definitely buy Hercules' sticks in order to find a job. But after the appearance of Hercules's sticks, personal productivity suddenly increases, the market is approaching saturation, and so many laborers are no longer needed. There are more workers. Less work will inevitably lead to involution and malicious competition..."
Sighing, Ma Wei said solemnly: "When the market supply and demand relationship is destroyed, the country's economy will float on the surface and enter a stage of nothingness, and the people will complain. This is also the decline of a country when it is extremely prosperous. The reason... If you want to avoid this situation, while increasing productivity, you must find ways to add jobs, increase labor value, and cope with the impact of market saturation."
"It is impossible for the current government to increase the value of labor!" the second prince shouted: "Cheap labor is the foundation for rapid industrial development!"
"Is this a kind of oppression, Your Highness?" Ma Wei said word by word: "The emergence of Hercules' stick will accelerate this process and seriously damage the market economy. This is a mild poison. Under the appearance of glory and prosperity, , will breed countless darkness, and the government must restrict it and carry out macro-control of the market."
"Hmm... But if you do this, won't it reduce the efficiency of Manstein Potion Company?"
The second prince stared into Ma Wei's eyes and said, "Manstein, don't you want to make money?"
"Of course I want to make money, who can't live with money?" Ma Wei said plausibly: "Your Highness, why don't you propose these ideas in Congress? I mean, this can completely become your political achievements. ! As for the Manstein Potion Company, I plan to increase the selling price of Hercules Sticks to 4 shillings/bottle to stabilize the market. In this way, not only can I make money, but you too, Your Highness. Can get more political support!”
The second prince's eyes lit up and he pondered for a long time. He felt that Ma Wei was right and couldn't help but sigh: "Nicholas, you are really a born politician..."
"I am an unqualified politician." Ma Wei smiled: "A qualified politician will not restrict the sales of potions in advance, but will find ways to lower the price of potions in the early stage, occupy market share, and use his own Complete the monopoly of personal connections and political status. When the situation becomes extremely serious, he can make passionate remarks through Congress to win political chips and gain both fame and fortune... After this set of procedures is followed, he will become a prime minister at least. .”
"I will raise this matter at the next Congress." The second prince said: "As for the bank issue, I have sent people to negotiate. Thames Bank has agreed to cooperate with Manstein Potion Company. To start a magic potion micro-loan business, I also asked Donald Insurance Company to guarantee it... When will you go to see them?"
"I won't go."
Ma Wei shook his head: "Leave this matter to Freya, the company's financial director, and Stuer. They are all good things for the company to make profits. They are more suitable than me."
"Freya is really good at this kind of work, Nicholas, you should trust her..." The second prince rubbed his chin, thoughtfully: "If nothing happens, I will go back first. Your suggestion just now is very good. I have to go back and think about it..."
"Please."
Not long after, the second prince left Flower Street in a carriage. He seemed to have forgotten the purpose of coming here, and was completely immersed in his fantasy of shocking everyone in Congress and killing everyone.
After seeing off the second prince, Mavey was not idle and rushed to Canary Wharf with Yunia to meet with Kovalev and others.
"you are late."
In the dark warehouse, Fat Orange asked: "What happened?"
"No big deal."
Mawei pressed his hand to signal Kovalev and others who had stood up to sit down. He picked up the tea cup on the table and took a sip and said, "I have convinced Yugoklis to join the Church of Truth."
Kovalev and others cheered. Everyone knows how precious Yugoklis is. The value of this extraordinary existence that can be encountered but cannot be sought can no longer be measured by money!
"Secondly, Kovalev, you can't stay in Canary Wharf forever. I will release activity funds to you later. You can find a place to rent in London and settle down first. Remember, before you have a fixed identity, You can only live in East London, where the police rarely check your identity and pretend you are not at home when you are raided.”
"clear!"
"After you settle down, don't contact me. If something happens, I will let the Cat Legion contact you. Usually there is nothing. You can decide what to do on your own, whether it is staying at home or going out to work. In short, remember Live on one thing, never reveal your identity, and minimize your contact with the church!"
"As you command!"
After giving the instructions, Ma Wei looked at Fat Orange and mentioned another important matter: "According to the information provided by Muir, that is, the Yogkoris, Mr. Butler may have mastered the secret of alchemy technology..."
"Are you planning to close the net and catch him soon?" Fat Orange asked, "I can ask Xiao Hei to lure him out."
"No, he is a figure on the surface. Although he is very mysterious, he cannot withstand investigation. I feel that there is a big shot behind him. I want to use him as bait to fish out the big shot behind him!"
"Fishing? How to fish?"
"If Mr. Butler is the manager of a company, and the boss of the company orders him to reduce contact with himself, then under what circumstances will he find the boss?"
"you mean..."
The fat orange boy shrank:
"Destroy his underground laboratory?"
