I really don't want to hang up

Chapter 276 They Earn Too Much

It is not so much a note as a reminder.
It is precisely because of this sentence that the company's products will sell well.

However, on this topic, Albert did not pursue further questions.

In the past few years in the company, Albert has understood a lot of truths, especially people's pursuit of money.

As long as there is interest, someone will definitely do it.

In the words of Mr. Luden, the market and demand are there, he does not sell, some people sell.

It is better to let Mr. Luden earn this money than others.

The reason is very simple, Mr. Luden's eating looks better.

He will pay workers wages above the average level, or on a regular basis.

Mr. Luden's promise will always be fulfilled.

All kinds of products produced by the company are of high quality and cost-effective.

Take the leather whip as an example, the leather whip produced by the company is soaked in some kind of medicine for a period of time.

When the slave master beat the goblin with a leather whip, the scars left will be stained with some medicine, making other goblins unable to resist licking the wound.

And through the act of licking the wound, the pain of the beaten goblin further increased.

At the same time, the goblin's saliva has a certain anti-virus function, making the wound heal easier and prevent infection.

Based on this alone, the leather whip produced by the company is the best-selling leather whip on the market, and it can be called the standard equipment for slave owners!

Taking a step back, even if Mr. Luden cancels the leather whip product, slave owners will buy other leather whips, or use other things to whip goblins.

Even after understanding this truth, Albert was still troubled.

He's still pondering the question of why people are so frantically chasing yield, like a never-ending behemoth of greed.

Albert himself didn't know the answer.

Therefore, he chose another way to allow more people to think and find more answers.

He has been funding 'philosophers', 'thinkers' and 'writers'.

Although the vast majority of these people are mediocre, lazy, just to cheat food and drink.

However, Albert's generous salary and dividends are enough to support him to do whatever he wants.

The company is so profitable!
In the past few years of its establishment alone, the dividends on the book have exceeded 30 pounds!

Albert has a 15% stake in the company, out of which he took more than £5.

With only 1 pounds, he funded more than 100 such people, published all kinds of weird articles, and wrote weird research results.

As for the rest of the money, Albert invested in the company.

He has done several experiments with the control group, and Albert has to admit that investing in companies is the way to benefit the most!

He wants to save more people, solve more problems, and needs more money.

Only companies can do this.

If 1 pound is invested, it can become 1 pounds or even 2 pounds after 3 year!
And the money, whether it is used for relief or continued investment, is at Albert's discretion.

For Albert's experiment, Luden has always been a strong supporter, and even took the initiative to make suggestions.

The matter of funding philosophers was proposed by Luden.

Luden had good reason,

"People think about these problems only when they are full and have nothing to do. If you want great ideas, first fill his stomach and solve his worries."

Recalling his experience of looking for a job, Albert felt that what Mr. Luden said made sense.

This year's annual meeting is no different from previous years.

Their profits are very good, their cash flow is abundant, the company's various businesses are excellent, and their medical device products sell well both at home and abroad.

The company is the most dynamic existence in the entire fog city, and it is also the cake coveted by countless people.

There used to be different groups of people attacking the company, wanting to get a share of the company.

The funny thing is, before Mr. Luden could fight back, these people disappeared.

Albert knew why.

The secretary-general who holds the shares on behalf of the company, Count Dracula who has been serving the company
They have a royal background, a deep royal background.

As long as Mr. Luden is alive, the company is safe.

As for Mr. Luden after his death, Luden doesn't care.

Albert occasionally prayed, praying that Mr. Luden would live a long life and live well.

Only in this way can he spend more time on his own scientific research.

Mr. Luden is alive, many troubles are not troubles.

The annual meeting ended soon, and Albert never attended the dinner after that, because he had more important things to do.

He greeted Mr. Luden and prepared to return to his research institute.

Before boarding the carriage, a newsboy with a newspaper in his pocket ran over.

Albert subconsciously took out a shilling and prepared to buy a newspaper.

But the newsboy shouted first,
"Mr. Albert, only you can save him. He was caught in the mines."

There was a cry in the newsboy's voice, Albert frowned slightly, and immediately understood what the other party was talking about.

Without any change in his face, he got into the carriage and ordered,

"Go to the mine."

After a moment of hesitation, Albert added,
"Say hello to Mr. Luden."

Albert is the vice president of the company, more in the R&D area.

The medicine on the whip was developed by him at Luden's request.

The mine, this kind of production field, is managed by Mr. Luden, to be precise, Todd is in charge.

Albert knew that the other party might have stabbed him, so he went to scoop up people by himself, which was considered crossing the line in the company, so it was best to say hello in advance.

Albert's coachman was the young man who was at the Strange Bird Bookstore back then.

He was originally driving for Mr. Luden. After Todd came, he was unemployed, so he had to settle for the next best thing and drive for Albert.

The coachman drove the carriage, and said at the same time,
"Mr. Luden already knows."

Albert fell silent again.

After a long time, Albert asked,

"What's Mr. Luden's evaluation?"

The coachman gave the most accurate answer,
"Mr. Luden doesn't care."

Someone is making trouble at the mine?
Luden really didn't care.
Luden has experienced things more intense than this, and he has done it himself, no matter which side he is on.

For Luden, it is not uncommon to make trouble, but it would be a bit boring if there is no trouble.

If you really want Luden to evaluate, his suggestion is,
"The whole big one next time."

It's meaningless to make a fuss.

The carriage passed through the small half of the fog city and came to the outside of the mine.

In a dim interrogation room, Albert saw a scarred young man.

The young man had obviously been beaten severely. If he hadn't said that he knew Albert, he might have been beaten to death today.

He came to the mine and said inexplicable words to make people smash their jobs and so on.

Before the supervisors could make a move, the miners had already waved their fists and educated this ignorant young man.

The young man curled up in a corner showed a bleak smile when he saw Albert.

"Mr. Albert, I know why they treated me like this."

In other mines, young people have done the same thing, and many people responded to him. Although the final result may not be good, the process is still enjoyable.

At least after he made a fuss, the treatment in the mine will be improved visible to the naked eye.

But when he arrived at Mr. Luden's mine, he hit a wall.

Albert's expression didn't change, and he asked flatly,
"why?"

Although Albert was a patron of young people, he didn't know in advance that young people would come to the mine to do this kind of thing.

There was a trace of despair in the young man's expression, he shook his head and said the answer,
"They make too much money"

(End of this chapter)