I'm the Dauphin in France

Chapter 585: Routines Follow Routines (Requesting Double Monthly Tickets)
Heyman hesitated.

He worked hard to give his family a better life, and gaslighting could obviously greatly improve the quality of life.

He looked at his wife and asked, "How much savings do we have?"

"Eleven pounds," the woman said hopefully. "That's enough."

Heyman gave a handsome smile: "Okay, let's buy a gas lamp."

The most charming moment for a man is when he says "buy, buy, buy".

His wife happily stood on tiptoe and gave him a big kiss on the face. Then she hesitated and said, "Jim, you say... this isn't a scam, is it?"

No wonder she was worried. There were more scams in this era than rain in London, and people had become accustomed to being on guard against everything.

"Don't worry about that." Heyman hugged his wife and smiled, "The gas street lights at the city hall have been put into use. I saw it with my own eyes. The mayor even gave a speech..."

Brooke's house across the street.

"I was right behind the mayor, surrounded by reporters." Stephen Brooke put a piece of beef into his mouth and said to his father, Old Brooke, across the table, "This is a project that the whole of London and even the whole of Britain are watching. There can be no mistakes."

The little boy on the left side of the dining table was concentrating on folding a paper boat using the Lightning Company's flyers.

Brooke's wife immediately added, "Dad, the newspaper said the distillery has been built. That's the most difficult and expensive part of the project."

Old Brook nodded. "Eight pounds isn't too expensive, if it's really as good as the advertisement says."

He then looked at his son who was a minor official at the city hall. "There is one thing that concerns me. Why did the Lightning Company install the gas pipeline for free? They could have made a profit from the 10 pounds."

Brooke laughed and said, “Because their project is overdue.

"This unlucky company first had its chief technician run away to the United States due to debt. Then a body was dug up at the construction site and it was involved in a murder case.

"In May their coal storehouse was set on fire by a mad woman...

“So they failed to deliver on time and now face a hefty fine.

“In order to appease shareholders who didn’t make money, the company had to think of other solutions, such as selling gas lamps, and they had to sell a lot of them to make their financial statements look good.

"If you want to increase sales, you can only increase the discount."

He naturally heard these words from his colleagues at City Hall, and the copy was written by Mesmer.

In order to deceive everyone in London, Mesmer and Kalona had already taken all the doubts into consideration and patched all the loopholes.

Even if Sherlock Holmes was born in London at that time, he would probably buy a gas lamp.

In the office of the general manager of Lightning Company.

Styler handed the sales list to Kalona and said with some disappointment: "We only sold more than 1600 lamps. We spent more than 4 pounds on advertising, and after deducting the cost of the gas generator, we only made more than 20 francs."

"It's only been a week since we started selling them." Kalona looked relaxed. "If you want to sell them faster, raise the price of the gas lamps to 8 pounds 10 shillings. Then spread the word that it will go up again next month."

He waved his hand and said, "And the main way we make money is never selling these gas lamps."

Styler was surprised and asked, "Are there other ways to make money?" "That's right, Mr. General Manager. Right now Mesmer, oh, Baron Kevin Watson, should be doing a 'big deal'."

A high-end cocktail party is being held in a classical-style villa on Kensington Street.

Those present were all celebrities or wealthy businessmen, and in the corner on the west side of the party, Baron Watson was obviously a little tipsy.

He was no longer the upstart he had been in Austria. He was calm and capable, with elegant manners. With his beard and glasses, no one would recognize him even if he returned to Vienna.

"Baron Watson, please tell me some information." A man in his thirties with handsome blue eyes followed behind him and begged, "Even for my sister's sake."

When Mesmer mentioned his sister, his expression finally changed. Well, he had spent the night with Miss Helen Elvis last night.

"You know everything?"

"Yes, I see. Helen likes you, and I approve of what you are doing. So, we are a family now."

"Okay, Sir Elvis." Mesmer showed a helpless look, "You must not tell anyone else."

"Don't worry, my mouth is as tight as the cork on the bottle."

Mesmer put down his glass, glanced around cautiously, motioned him to come closer, and whispered, "Lightning Company will issue a high-interest bond through the Commercial Credit Bank, with an interest rate of up to 35%."

"The returns are so high?!" Elvis said in surprise.

"Yes." Mesmer said as if it was a matter of course, "You may not know that Lightning Company will be awarded gas street lighting projects in Birmingham, Manchester, Liverpool and other cities because of its outstanding performance in the London gas street lighting project.

"Oh, according to reliable information, even the gas street lights in Lille, France will be built by them."

"Really?" Elvis' eyes widened. "So many cities are going to install gas street lamps?!"

"Yes, our Prime Minister does not want to be outdone by the French. Paris installed gas street lamps earlier, so we want to install gas street lamps in more cities."

"Why would Lille allow..."

"Ha, as long as you take care of the greedy officials, nothing will happen." Mesmer said, "But launching so many projects one after another requires a lot of financial support. And Lightning Company is unwilling to share projects with other companies, so it can only choose to issue bonds."

Elvis thought of the hot gas lamp sales in London in recent days. He had no doubt about the strength of Lightning Company and nodded immediately: "I have some money on hand, maybe I can invest some..."

Mesmer waved his hand: "You can't buy it yourself. Such a high return is only sold internally."

Elvis was so anxious that he grabbed him and said, "You must help me."

Mesmer was pestered by him and finally sighed and said, "Well, we are a family after all. If there is a chance, I will introduce you to Mr. Goldmid."

The Commercial Credit Bank was Goldmid's property in the UK. Joseph had promised him some business benefits, which he now realized in the Lightning Company's bond business.

"Thank you so much!" Elvis was very excited. "It is the greatest luck in Helen's life to meet you!"

Sir Elvis is by no means a fool with a lot of money. On the contrary, he has earned a very large fortune and is definitely a shrewd businessman.

The next day he rushed to Birmingham to learn about the gas street lighting project there.

(End of this chapter)