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Chapter 632: A Sure-fire Investment

The sky in Londinium is always gloomy in winter, with snowflakes falling from time to time. A thin layer of ice forms on the road in the morning, and newsboys fall down from time to time.

This winter in the city of Londinium, a fire was ignited, warming the hearts of countless people.

Local newspapers often reprint stories about the overnight wealth of the Duchy of Wessen, and now it is the turn of the city of Londinium.

There was a black van parked in front of the telegraph office. It was the director's private car. The door was wide open. The driver was sitting in the driver's seat, holding a hand warmer, his eyes never leaving the door where the postman came in and out.

A lot of people gathered on both sides of the door. The cold weather made them breathe into their hands and stamp their feet from time to time.

Suddenly, the door opened and a postman walked out slowly. People on both sides were happy at first, but seeing his slow pace, they thought he was delivering a letter to somewhere else and didn't pay much attention.

The postman walked past the anxiously waiting crowd, suddenly accelerated, jumped into the van, and slammed the door shut.

The van started quickly and sped away before the people could react.

The people near the door were stamping their feet in anger, and some didn't even have time to think and ran towards the destination of the van.

There was a crowd of people in front of the apartment Anna rented. They were all small businessmen making a living at the bottom of society. The rich and powerful had already entered the apartment and were anxiously waiting in the living room, dining room, tea room, and dance hall, enjoying the heating and drinking tea.

"A telegram has arrived!"

Someone shouted, and the people outside the door made way for the van to stop. The newcomer stood there stupidly and was immediately pulled away.

The postman opened the door and jumped out without waiting for the car to stop. Just like when he delivered telegrams in the past, he shouted in front of the gate: "Mrs. Meyer, there's a telegram from Mr. Meyer!"

The whole apartment suddenly became bustling, whether it was the small businessmen outside the door or the big shots drinking tea inside, all of them swarmed into the hallway.

There was a huge map hanging in the entrance hall, which showed the noble territories of all sizes in the central region of the Isle of Anglan, accurate to the level of knight.

The maid at the door took the postman to the study, and everyone made way for him, as if the king had arrived.

After more than ten minutes, Anna came down from upstairs and instantly attracted the attention of countless people.

She wasn't wearing a skirt today, but a suit, just like the businessmen.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Anna took out the telegram that had just been delivered. This moment reminded her of herself issuing an edict in the palace.

"Sir Riddle's territory, first-class coal, average thickness 4 meters."

There was a sudden roar in the entire hallway, and someone immediately estimated the coal reserves and value based on the area, and several people quickly left.

On the map in the hall, Sir Riddle's territory was soon painted black except for his name, and now half of the county was black.

No one had ever imagined that half of the county lay on a large coal field, and with Mr. Meyer's exploration, it is likely that the entire county will be covered with coal.

At this time, the voice of the director of the telegraph office came from outside the door: "Mrs. Meyer, Grand Duke Wessen sent a telegram!"

Everyone in the hall was silent at first, and then there was a louder roar.

People made way for the telegraph director to come in.

The director is fat and has not done much exercise in the past two years. After translating the telegram just now, he found that the van had left. He had to ride his bicycle to deliver the letter himself, and he was so tired that he was out of breath.

Anna stood on the stairs to sign for the telegram. After reading it, she curled her lips slightly, handed the telegram to the director and said, "Please announce this good news to everyone." The director wiped his hands on his clothes, took the telegram and read it carefully first.

Everyone was looking at him. Grand Duke Wessen's opinion on the coal mine would determine its fate.

The director cleared his throat and read aloud: "Didn't you say you were going to Deer Harbor? Why did you end up in Anglais? I hope you can get used to the food there. I was scared by the eel pie. The apple pie is good. You and your wife can try it."

Everyone was talking about it. From this passage, it can be seen that Grand Duke Wessen actually knew Mr. Meyer and they had a good relationship.

The director continued: "I have learned about the coal mine incident and my reply is as follows:"

"First, I will buy as much coal as is available."

The merchants suddenly became excited. It was not enough to just dig out the coal, they had to sell it.

Now that Grand Duke Wesson has said that he can consume as much of the goods as possible, there is no need to worry about sales or having a lot of goods on hand.

"Secondly, I suggest that we jointly invest in the establishment of a general coal mining and sales chamber of commerce, so that the mining equipment can be purchased at wholesale prices. I have already contacted the relevant factories."

"Third, after consultation, the local transportation conditions are not ideal. We can consider building a railway to reach the port under the framework of the Coal Mining and Sales Chamber of Commerce to transport coal and assist local economic development."

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"Fourth, if necessary, we can return to Weisenberg City to recruit relevant professional teams."

"In addition, after investigation, it was found that the bill of exchange was a mistake made by the bank staff and was not cancelled in time. I have approved that it is still valid. Since it is in your hands, you can use it first. Do I not trust your character?"

"The two places have been at war since this year. The war is far from over and the cost is huge. I am afraid that I will not be able to buy your shares. I expect that I will only be able to hold 30% of the shares. The rest of the shares can be sold locally."

"Finally, I heard there's a kind of delicious butter biscuits over there. Bring me some when you come back."

The content of this telegram instantly set off the entire Kingdom of Anglia. Almost every family and every tavern was discussing this matter. Those small and medium-sized families that were not qualified to participate in the World Expo rushed to the city of Londinium despite the freezing weather.

Everyone finally understood who owned the money on the bill of exchange for 100,000 pounds, and they all sighed that Grand Duke Wesson was really rich. The bank made an operational error and gave such a large sum of money to someone else, and he actually let that person take it so casually.

Everyone is guessing about Mr. Meyer's identity. He is very familiar with Grand Duke Wesson and trusts him deeply. He should be their playmate since childhood.

More news came that the royal family of the Osmaga Empire sent a telegram expressing its intention to purchase 20% of the shares.

Old Louis also sent a telegram expressing his desire to buy some shares, but Anna, persuaded by the locals, especially King Edward, who had been lying in bed and not taking care of government affairs for many years, finally agreed to put the Gauls' request on hold indefinitely.

Edward invited Anna to the palace for afternoon tea, and Anna took the opportunity to donate 5% of the shares to the Anglo-German royal family.

There are still 45% of shares left, part of which are held by local lords in the form of mining rights, and the rest is enough to make people pay for it.

This is an investment that is sure to make money. Someone has calculated the price of coal imports from the Principality of Wessen, and the return on investment is very high.

Countless people asked Anna to meet with them to discuss investment.

But Anna declined all investment requests. On the one hand, the overall reserves were not yet clear, and on the other hand, she needed the support of the Kingdom of Sardinia, the Sami Union, the Green Island Kingdom and others to drive up the price.

In the north, Frederick shivered as he pulled the Luoyang shovel out of the ground. It had snowed today and there was a strong wind, and he was almost frozen to death.

(End of this chapter)