Chapter 980 962 Bankruptcy! ?

Chapter 980 962. Bankruptcy! ?

Xileton lowered his head and walked into the guest room in a low voice.

"Look." Tal wiped the beer foam on his lips and exclaimed. "This is called learning from failure."

As he said, the intelligence chief put the silver fork that Xileton had just taken away habitually and then turned back and slammed on the table back on the plate.

Tal raised his glass to Lan En.

"Cheers to this dwarf who was cheated."

"Cheers." The demon hunter withdrew his eyes from Xileton's door and raised his glass to touch it. "This friend who was cheated but still loyal."

"Huh~" Lan En shook his head helplessly after exhaling a breath of cold air.

"It seems that you don't blame him."

"Blame him? What do you blame?" The demon hunter asked Tal En curiously.

"Investment is risky. If you enter the market and lose money, you have to accept it. Xileton's strategy is a bit radical, but he didn't tamper with the account book. The investment failed because we were both cheated, not because he cheated me."

"I just think it's a bit troublesome. I wanted to make a large purchase."

The demon hunter thought that he should prepare a space backpack for the flannel ball this time.

Although it is expensive, it should be worth the money.

After all, the alchemical leather bag on his back waist now has insufficient space.

In addition, this time [Turbid Stream·Destruction] directly "ate" the spiral sword wreckage he threw in it.

Although it was later discovered that it was a good thing, the wreckage of the spiral sword gave the giant sword [Ember], but who knows if good things will happen next time?

The probability of bad things happening is always greater than good things.

This is just the bulk of the expenses that were originally planned to be spent this time, and the remaining scattered potion replenishment, alchemical bomb preparation, and his biochemical experiment expenses

Originally, I thought that after returning, these things should go smoothly naturally. But the sudden changes in the financial market still taught the demon hunter a good lesson.

How can there be a guaranteed profit?

But then again. The problem that Xileton is struggling with now is just a little "annoying" to Lan En.

"If you need help." Lan En hadn't said a word yet, and Taler on the opposite side spoke up naturally.

"Remember the promise Foltest made to you? In order to investigate you and send spies here, other countries have given Temeria a lot of tariff preferential policies. You have a share of the profit here, as long as you ask."

The intelligence chief said this carelessly, as if he was not talking about hundreds of thousands or hundreds of thousands of gold coins of Oren, but just a plate of cheese slices on the table.

For an individual who once showed a dominant deterrent power on the battlefield, Lan En never had to worry about what to do if he ran out of money.

When countless wealthy businessmen and nobles heard this news, their first reaction would be: Can I be the one to send money?

And if this world is so absurd that no one comes to send "warmth" to the "poor" Lan En.

Then the most panicked person at that time will definitely not be Lan En himself.

So Lan En was not at a loss when he faced the situation that Xileton had made a mistake in operating his personal fund and the capital chain was broken.

He was just a little surprised that he could actually encounter such a thing.

He even felt that this matter itself was not as uncomfortable as Xileton's refusal to continue to manage his personal assets.

Facing Tal's speech on behalf of Foltest, Lan En picked up a piece of ham with a silver fork and put it in his mouth while speaking.

"Forget it, Tal."

"Although I am on the verge of bankruptcy. Tsk, this is really the first time I have encountered this. But I don't want to be involved with the royal family, nobles, etc. because of this economic problem."

If it is really a gap of hundreds of thousands of orens, that's another matter. But according to what Xileton said just now, the gap of the broken capital chain is only 32,000.

Although 32,000 orens is a lot even for a noble with an independent castle.

This is equivalent to more than 100 sets of full knight plate armor, and including war horses and horse armor, it is equivalent to the complete equipment of more than 50 knights.

It was not difficult for Lan En to collect this money in his current network of relationships.

Compared with this, it was still Xi Leton's resignation that gave Lan En a headache.

After all, even if this money was injected into the capital flow, Xi Leton's already built fund framework would start to operate.

Who would manage this business and industry?

Lan En thought about it and confirmed that there seemed to be no such person with an excellent business mind in his social circle.

But thinking about it, the matter was not urgent.

Lan En put the cup in his hand on the table, making a light sound of wood blocks hitting each other.

Tal's eyes, which had originally drifted to the side and observed another tavern customer, immediately turned back to Lan En.

"You are collecting intelligence here openly, and I am doing my own thing."

The demon hunter smiled at the intelligence chief.

"I am very satisfied with maintaining the current status quo."

Many times, there is no need to say it clearly.

Tal nodded immediately, and even reached into his collar and scratched his neck, looking relaxed and natural.

"Of course, what the hell can I say?"

Since the other party doesn't need it, just keep your distance as usual.

Reducing the involvement of interests and leaving only pure relationships, this model may be more sensible in Tal's opinion.

Otherwise, if other countries knew that Lan En was receiving financial support from Temeria, it would be hard to say how the situation would evolve.

It may be calm on the outside, but behind the scenes, a lot of blood may be shed.

Seeing that the smart man opposite understood what he meant, Lan En smiled relaxedly.

"Have you found out who tricked Siledon? This method seems to be very skillful."

The demon hunter and the intelligence chief resumed their chatting rhythm.

"Don't pretend to me, you guys will definitely check it out."

If an ordinary businessman is cheated by competitors or fraud gangs in market activities, basically no one will care about the cause and effect.

Everyone is very busy, and the market is changing rapidly. Isn’t it normal for some people to become rich and others to jump into the river?

But Sillerton's situation is different this time, because the personal fund he manages and runs belongs to a special person.

Anyone who knows this news cannot fail to investigate.

In front of Lan En's smile, Taller raised his hands as if surrendering.

"Okay, okay." He said helplessly, swearing along the way. "Yeah, who can fucking sit still knowing this news?"

"We did check it, but how do we say it?"

"Not ideal?"

"Yes, it's not ideal at all."

Taller tilted his head and spat on the floor next to him.

"At the end of our investigation, we found out that this is a group of financial fraudsters. Do you understand? They are just five or six brokers who pretend to be fake, and then they still have powerful market information in their hands."

"They presented the information and development status of the selected companies to Siledon in a roundabout way. Of course, for the sake of credibility, the news was half good and half bad, but the bad part was probably irrelevant, and the good part was probably important. "

"Then our loyal dwarf friends fell into the trap."

"Use a few companies that are developing really well to arouse interest, and finally take away the biggest sum. This is not even a scam, but making money based on information differences."

Lan En calmly listened to the process of his money being stolen, and even found it a bit interesting.

"That's it? This group of scammers and brokers with the sharpest sense of smell just focus on a fund that is obviously not right?"

"So far, we have only found this step. Finance, equity, company ownership. These things are very complicated."

Taller said helplessly.

"Just like the group of brokers I'm telling you about now, I only know of their existence, but I don't know their specific identities and looks. I guess Siledon didn't even notice their existence."

The intelligence chief took another sip of Redanian beer and sighed.

"Playing in finance is called stabbing behind the scenes, without even showing your face."

"Aretusa is also looking into the matter of your personal fund. If you still have doubts, you can ask your people there after you return to Gos Velen."

Taller was outspoken and even suggested that Lan go to Aretuza Academy for an intelligence reconciliation.

"I will, thank you." Lan En nodded. "By the way, there's something else I forgot to ask."

"What?"

"How come Siledon is in the Dark Water?" Lan En expressed his confusion. "Why did he come to this village? Just waiting for me?"

"Probably so." Taller replied nonchalantly. "He is here to hold a meeting with the local blacksmiths' guild in Vizima this time. It is a Valyrian steel business."

"I came here three days ago and opened a guest room here."

Three days ago.

Lan En thought calmly.

It should be that Margarita observed the tidal changes in the magic power of Chaos, and then told Siloden that she was coming back soon.

So the red-bearded dwarf could wait for him exactly here.

Since studying the information about the convergence of the celestial spheres through the elf beacon, both Margarita and Tisaya seem to have gained something.

After taking the last sip to drain away the remaining Nilfgaardian limoncello in the glass, Lan put the glass on the table and stood up.

"Do you want me to please?"

Taller called out with a teasing voice.

And Lan En didn't show any pretense, waving his hand without looking back as he walked out.

"Then thank you for your generosity in helping a poor and poor bankrupt demon hunter."

"Willing to serve you."

Taller, with his funny voice and strange aura, was finally left behind by Lan En.

The demon hunter who walked out of the tavern came to the village and found Fluffy Ball and Qilin who were having fun in the wild.

The calico kitten was holding a large package and standing on Qilin's back. Its horse-like body structure prevented Qilin from eating the green flowers and grass that popped out of the package.

The unicorn jumped up and down, but the flannel ball relied on the [Light Body Technique] given to it by Lan En to stand firmly on the unicorn's back as if it was stained with glue.

"The boss is back, meow!"

The velvet ball jumped down with a big package in his hands and walked towards Lan En in a blink of an eye.

Qilin stretched his neck, trying to put his head into the package from above.

But before it could succeed, Lan En grabbed the pale horn on Qilin's head that was like a crystal cone.

Lift Qilin's head and speak to it seriously.

"I'm broke, Qilin."

Gu Long was full of questions.

"Xi, Xilulu?"