Durin's Diary

Chapter 699 Fireworks
Du Lin's question went unanswered, and his brother sighed, "I'm heartbroken. Don't they understand that if the Sidney Grain Group wins, the cost of living for every commoner in this land—whether they're farmers, commoners, city guards, or small vendors—will be raised to a terrifying level."

"Why should they understand this, my brother? In their eyes, these people are not human at all. The shareholders of Sidney Grain Group are the real people. They are aristocrats, big businessmen, and a collection of capital." Du Lin said, looking at Xia Li with a smile: "Don't read the left side, Xia Li, you tell me about the right side."

"Okay, master." Xia Li said and walked around to the other side.

The first affirmative opinion Xia Li read was Wisdom Daily.

Its front-page headline made a lot of sense - even gamblers know that they have to accept the consequences of their losses, so why don't the people at Sidney Grain Group understand this?

Poole nodded. "Wisdom Daily is right. Even gamblers know this, so why don't the people at the Sidney Grain Group understand it?"

"That's normal, because they're nobles. They instinctively don't want to admit defeat. If they follow the procedures, most of them will go bankrupt. But they haven't considered how many families will be ruined if they win."

"Du Lin, you're right. I thought too highly of them. I thought nobles like them would at least behave like gentlemen."

"You can't be blamed for this. We were just too efficient. Faced with life and death, many of them simply didn't want to die."

Having said that, the business world is like a battlefield. Just because you don’t want to die doesn’t mean you won’t die.

Having said that, Du Lin smiled and gestured for Xia Li to continue.

"Next is the Alessano National Liberal Newspaper. As usual, it's a review written by the Duke of Alessano's eldest son himself." Xia Li said.

"tell me the story."

Duke Alessano has been very honest recently. He has completed several commissions from Northernism on time and never delays in paying taxes. No one can find any fault with him.

And what the eldest Duke's son said this time was also very interesting - I did some calculations for everyone. If it weren't for the big capitalist Durin and his Eastern Grain Trust, as the Sidney people called them, the Sidney Grain Group would have made everyone in this land pay a heavy price.

This is quite interesting. Du Lin listened happily to Xia Li's reading - according to this young man's writing, if there was no Du Lin, people in every region would face the dilemma of rising cost of living.

The Great Wasteland, Farol, Great Woodland, Austria-Switzerland, and the Eastern Elven Territory have agreed to a maximum increase of 30%, while the cost of living in the Sidney Union, the Northern Kingdoms, the Elven Isles, and some other places will increase by 50% or even more.

At the end of the newspaper, the young man said that although tens of thousands of shareholders of the Sidney Grain Group were now on the verge of collapse, Lord Durin defeated them, destroyed their families, and ultimately saved countless mortals.

"What has the eldest son of Duke Alessano been doing recently?" Du Lin asked curiously.

"He's studying economics with me," Poole replied.

Good boy, you have obtained the true scriptures.

Du Lin sighed and asked Xia Li to continue.

The second was Notre Dame des Twins—the Paris branch of Notre Dame des Twins had a skylight, but everything they wanted to say was filled out in newspapers elsewhere.

This is Du Lin’s real family.

The front-page headline was well written—"The Chosen One, Durin, considers the interests of all living beings. He uses his enemies' spears to attack their shields, defeating the Sidney Grain Corporation and ending its oppression of mortals." The Twin Mothers' Newspaper was far more powerful than the Duke of Alessano's eldest son. They possessed the most professional analysts. After Durin handed his data to the Church of the Twin Mothers, the Twin Mothers' Newspaper, as a church newspaper, naturally knew everything.

Faced with such a horrific thing, of course they couldn't help but speak up for Du Lin.

"You see, this is professionalism. Your apprentice still needs to learn more." Du Lin said to Poole with a smile.

"Of course. He's only been studying with me for three months. Not bad at all."

The conversation between the brothers ended, and Du Lin asked Xia Li to continue.

The third newspaper was the Copenhagen Art Progress, whose view was simple - our Mr. Dühring and his Eastern Grain Trust had defeated the real big capitalists.

The Copenhagen Progress is a new newspaper published by the Academy of Arts. As Turin's alma mater, although the Academy of Arts is also full of aristocrats, it is still too difficult for the aristocrats of the Northern Kingdom to get along with the aristocrats of Sidney.

Even the old Duke of Alkin made an exception and praised his grandson-in-law in the newspaper, saying that Dulin was worthy of being the chosen one of the Twin Mother Goddesses. His actions protected countless farmers and prevented them from being oppressed and harmed by unethical businessmen.

"Duke Alkin has made great progress," Poole said. "I used to know Tanya. How is she doing lately?"

"Very good," Du Lin replied. "By the way, what do you think of the data from the Copenhagen Art Progress News? I haven't revealed it to you."

"Their calculations are good, but there's one thing, Dulin. Do we really need to push all the shareholders of Sidney Grain Group into a desperate situation? With so many people, perhaps we should offer them an installment payment plan."

Du Lin smiled and looked at Xia Li: "Remember, your Master Poole is the most benevolent master in the world. I can't be that kind."

"Master, you are talking nonsense. You are also very kind." Xia Li meowed, sounding very unconvinced.

Du Lin stood up and sat down next to Poole. "My brother, have you ever thought about how many people in this land would lose everything if we failed to stop them? Think about it, what would they do with the money they made?"

"More wealth, larger-scale hoarding, more terrifying quantities, until one day... no one can resist their exploitation." Although Poole is indecisive and overflowing with kindness, he is very professional in analysis.

"So we defeated these ambitious people this time. What does their life or death have to do with us? We defeated them in a free market, using free means." Du Lin paused and looked at his brother. "Pool, do you think our victory was dishonorable?"

"No, our victory was impeccable," Poole replied.

"Then what are you worried about? Do you think the goddess of wealth will really stand on their side?" Du Lin continued to ask.

Poole thought for a moment. "I can't believe in a future where she's on their side. It's just stupid, isn't it?"

"Yes, it's too stupid." Du Lin laughed.

But have you ever thought about it, my brother, those people are her believers, what if she hesitated.

But it doesn’t matter. If she really hesitated, you and I would be able to see divine fireworks lighting up the entire Western Continent.

(End of this chapter)