Release that Witch

"Company..." Roland whispered.

"What?" Victor glimpsed. "If you have doubts about where, I can explain it again."

"No," he waved. "This is really an interesting plan. At least it looks like nothing. How long will it take to get the money in place?"

Victor’s eyes suddenly brightened. “I know that you can understand it and please forgive me. If you are a businessman, you will never be under any big business!”

This metaphor seems to lower the identity of the king, but placing the other party at the top of his profession is a highly recognized way of expressing aristocratic etiquette, and it can be regarded as an undisguised flattery.

At the moment, Roland’s heart is completely another idea: Isn’t this the big industrial company of the later generations?

With technology to set up, spontaneous recruitment, organization of production and marketing, independent profit and loss ... He did not expect to hear such a complete concept in a contemporary population. The biggest difference with the Chamber of Commerce is that the plan combines production and sales, which can be said to be the prototype of modern private enterprises.

This may be an excellent opportunity.

In the past four years, his territory has achieved considerable development, but it has gradually revealed the inadequacies. That is, the Executive Office has almost everything. Any project requires an administrative department to control, from the number of people to the budget, these complicated work regulations take up most of the officials. As the scale of the project continues to expand, it will inevitably lead to more bloated institutions and lower administrative efficiency.

This can be regarded as a common problem of "state-owned enterprises". Profits and losses Once it has nothing to do with the participants, stability becomes everything. It has the advantage of not being rewarded and determined by the upper will. It can quickly meet the demand in the early stage, and can also be used to overcome the risky strategic projects in the later stage, but it does not mean that it can do anything.

This is also one of the reasons why Roland has made great efforts to develop heavy industry and agriculture without the winter city. Light industry has little regard for it. In addition to the limited labor force, the Executive Office has not been able to get as many officials to deal with the expansion of the industry.

After all, the order is simple, but it is a one-word thing, but it really needs to be implemented. Even if it is to build a steam engine assembly plant, it needs a whole set of people to support it.

Now, he has a new choice.

The means of attracting investment have not yet been made, and some people took the initiative to send him in front of him. Roland naturally did not easily refuse the truth.

Although this "company" has the background of a foreign family, it will inevitably lead to a certain golden dragon outflow after the profit, but as long as its production department is in the gray fort, it is not enough.

After reaching the initial intention, Roland personally sent Victor to the gate of the castle. "After you are ready, I think the new cotton seeds should also be cultivated. But one thing I have to explain in advance, if there are other businessmen planning in the future. To follow your example, the Executive Office will sell the seeds to the market at the same price. The richer the products on the market, the more affordable the price. You should be clearer than I am."

"Of course, Your Majesty," Victor showed in his eyes a confident look. "Dawn merchants never fear competition. My father always said that from the moment we were born, competition has begun."

When he was about to retire, Roland suddenly stopped him. "Right, I want to ask you a question. My minister found that you had a record of paying taxes to the long song fortress six years ago. Why? If you want to save this amount at that time, it should be a breeze for you?"

Victor nodded. "But the lord at the time promised that as long as he paid the tax in quantity, he would provide some convenience and protection for the caravans between Bentham and Changge. He did do that at that time. This cost can at least save the threat of beasts and the attacks of peers. I always feel that it is a good thing for businessmen to pay a little price to get a stable and orderly rule. Unfortunately, there are many People prefer to invest large sums of money on unworthy goods and are not willing to treat the rules as one of the costs."

Sure enough, it was a funny person. Looking at the back of the businessman, Roland couldn’t help but think. If there is such a person to do the example, the "private enterprise" of Gray Fort should also usher in a fast and full of development period.

Just as he was going back to the office, the anxious voice of the nightingale suddenly rang in his ear. "Your, lightning comes back, she seems to be in trouble."

"What is the situation?" Roland asked.

"It's not clear... I just received a message from Sylvie. After she was brought back by McMug, she was sent directly to the hospital!"

His heart suddenly sinks. "She is hurt? Take me to see it now!"

"Yes," the nightingale reached out and grabbed him, and then the two broke into the fog together.

......

After arriving at the medical center in the west of the city, Roland saw the little girl lying on the hospital bed.

At the moment when the door was opened, the fear in his heart was dispelled. Many lightnings looked intact, and there were no obvious scars or blood on his face. The chest was still ups and downs, which meant that she would not have any problems. . Even if the investigation was really dangerous, it is now safe.

However, he soon found out something wrong.

Nana Wah did not complete the feeling of relaxation after the treatment, but frowned, looked down at her hands, a confused look.

McMug was nervously squatting on the bed, wiping the forehead of the lightning with his hand, and when he saw Roland, he shrank his neck into his clothes, and he looked at the wrong thing. There was constant sweat on the other's face, and the slightly open lips and teeth were emitting shallow shackles, as if immersed in a nightmare.

"What happened?" Roland looked at Nana V. "Where is the lightning hurt?"

The latter looked up and slowly pointed to his chest.

"nightingale."

"Yes." The nightingale went up, carefully picked up the lightning, helped her take off the special windbreaker, and then untied the lining a little. Just as she faded to the collarbone, she couldn't help but stop her hand. "Your Majesty, this is"

Roland approached the bed and found a thumb-sized wound at the **** below the lightning neck. Compared with the surrounding white skin, this scar is particularly eye-catching, but if you look closely, it does not even hurt the muscle layer, just breaking the epidermis, belonging to the kind of small injury that will not heal itself.

It stands to reason that healing such a wound is nothing but a small thing that can be done in the blink of an eye.

But her next sentence made Roland in the same place.

"I can't cure her..." Nanawa muttered. "No matter how you drive the magic, you can't let the wound disappear, just like my ability has failed."