The Secret Code of Monsters

Chapter 443 Ch.442 Teaching

Black Nose William.

Peggy was very disgusted with this man.

She doesn't need a flatterer, a sycophant with crooked ideas and no wisdom.

She thinks she can handle everything in Inns Town, and she can do it herself.

However, when she saw that there was no more black hemorrhoids on the visitor's nose, when she heard him say something.

Peggy stood up immediately, invited him to sit down, and asked the servant to bring him the best whiskey.

Of course, William is still ridiculously fat.

"...You said you killed those two ritualists?"

"Of course, otherwise they would have come to your door long ago, right?"

Paige tightened her shawl and raised her head slightly.

"But I'm not afraid of the second ring, or even the third ring. Sir, I am also a ritualist, and I know very well what kind of damage the low ring can cause - the entire miners in Inns Town are in my hands, how can they fight with flesh and blood? bullet?"

"What do you want?"

William stared at her.

This woman seemed to have lost her tenderness and become covered with spikes at such a speed that no one had time to react.

He saw something of Henry Street in her.

This is good.

"I'm not asking for credit, and I think what you said is completely correct - two low rings are indeed unable to fight against the guns of the entire town." William picked up the wine glass and thanked the servant in a low voice, "However, I am here to see you today. Talk to you about more important things.”

Peggy made a listening gesture - like him, she also picked up the whiskey, sniffed it for a while, and drank it in small sips.

"I come on behalf of the Most High Lady."

Crunch.

The woman on the sofa leaned forward solemnly and straightened her back.

William chuckled in his heart.

"You should know exactly what was found in the mine by now - but I have to say that Wigan Mine was not a godsend, nor was the Shelley family."

"Ms. Street, have you ever considered such a question?"

"Your brother, Henry Street, was once a devout believer in the Chloe family, and his relationship with that family is indestructible - otherwise there would be no three-ring ritualists who would obey the orders of each ring."

"But after you take the stage, will you continue this relationship?"

"You've 'solved' Henry Street, so you must deploy a large number of people and control the entire town more tightly than your brother."

"Would the Chloe family be happy?"

"Can't they discover what the white mine means?"

"They don't know how much wealth and future this shining mineral the size of a fingernail represents."

William took a sip of wine, looked at the woman whose expression was getting gloomier, and chuckled:

"Chloe has long wanted to get his things back - yes, they believe that the Wigan mines should belong to Chloe. Street? As a guardian of wealth, is the weekly salary too high?"

Peggy said solemnly: "The Wigan mine group belongs to the Street family."

"Oh, of course, that's the case in theory." William shrugged: "But in theory, the heir to the Street family should still be Henry Street, right?"

"You don't think that if you actually cause a 'slip and fall', you can stay out of the matter, do you? Do you know how much discussion this matter would cause if it were not for that person in London?"

Paige stopped talking.

"Not only that, when Chloe learned that the mine had changed owners, she found that the new successor was more harsh and controlling than the predecessor..."

"Their interests have become smaller, and the possibility of intervening and cannibalizing the mine has become smaller..."

William smiled: "Don't forget who the master of the Chloe family is in London - you also have a mentor, and you should understand the terror of the High Ring Ritualist."

"Hmm... How about Street's heiress who died in a car accident? The same 'accident' as your brother."

Paige put down her cup.

"Tell me, how do you want to 'help' me?" She was a little dissatisfied, and her words could not help but contain sarcasm: "I have never seen that the owner of the Shelley's coal shop is actually a ritualist - you are in the dark Protect that girl, right? The Shelley family has already planned to do this? "

William didn't take it seriously: "You have only one choice."

There's only one option to avoid facing Chloe alone.

Introduce third parties.

"That lady is not very satisfied with Chloe's recent behavior, including Hefer, and most of the families in the secret party. If you give out some shares, some people will be qualified to intervene."

"By then, you will have a more powerful ritualist by your side."

"And Chloe will first focus on the person who is fighting against him - after all, compared to the royal party, you are a 'neutral camp' that he can win over."

"Right?"

Paige thought about William's words.

indeed.

There were no ritualists around her.

She looked at the account book last night, the transaction between Street and Chloe - she couldn't allow it. Every year Street had to hand over a large sum of gold pounds to the 'stranger' in London. At the same time, he has to be bossed around by Chloe.

Maybe she has Chloe's last name in her blood.

But that was before.

Now, Peggy is the master of the Street family and the master of the town of Inns.

She doesn't allow anyone to covet what's hers.

"As long as one percent." William gave the fatal blow: "That one doesn't care about profits, madam, you should know that she lacks nothing - but she needs a reason to intervene in the mine."

"Hand over one percent of your shares, and from now on, you no longer have to worry about the ritualists hiding outside the window."

"I think it's a very good offer."

William is a good teacher.

His words reminded Paige of many things she hadn't thought of before.

She agrees.

but…

"The excavation of white mines will continue...right?"

William was surprised: "Do you want to stop?"

Paige hesitated.

She promised to give the miners a better life, so they supported her.

The white mine is obviously an extremely troublesome mine that has not yet exploded.

Paige did hesitate.

Ever since I went to the laboratory and listened to Mr. William's remarks, I became even more hesitant.

That's the future.

Power and money.

One day, we might even be able to be summoned by that person alone.

"I hesitated whether to continue digging, and I planned to improve their salary," Peggy confessed her thoughts, "increase the weekly salary by two pennies, or three. I discussed it with my colleagues, sir, and after counting the number of miners , the Street family can still afford this amount.”

William showed a slight expression of disbelief.

Then.

Replaced by a kind smile.

"I can understand your mood, madam." He heard the soft voice, but couldn't help but adopt an 'elderly' tone, "I understand you. To be honest, you are naive, but you should not be blamed."

Peggy shook her head: "I grew up in a mine, and I don't shy away from this."

"Of course, it's no big deal," William said, "but that's not what I want to remind you."

he told Paige.

Increasing the weekly salary is not a big deal. A pocket watch set with sapphire is enough to cover this small hole.

But he reminded Peggy that the real owner shouldn't do this.

"Because of human greed, ma'am."

he said.

People are greedy.

And how many coins will it take to fill these miners who 'helped' Peggy sit on the throne?

Three pennies?

Five?

Or, a shilling a week?

How many?

——Could it be that we helped you to gain such huge power and wealth, and you only deserve two more coppers per week?

Paige, Paige.

This is not good.

"It's like training a dog. It needs to be scolded, fisted, kicked and whipped. Let them know who is the master and whose orders are to be obeyed. Let them know that the crumbs in the soil are already a gift. If you ask for more, you will come face to face. It’s not meat, it’s a whip full of thorns.”

"This is the only time when the greed of the lower class is most apparent."

After William had said so much, he thought he might as well talk a little more to this innocent girl:

"You shouldn't put people who are close to you into the town police force. Have you ever thought about it? If one day they are not satisfied with the salary of ten thousand pounds a week, or the salary of one million pounds a week - there will always be a time when they will be dissatisfied. , right?”

“How are they going to tell your story then?”

"'If we hadn't helped, would that woman have become the master? Look, look how she treats us now.' I am not maliciously speculating, madam, it is just a kind reminder-for our cooperation."

William has been gone for a long time.

However, Paige still maintained her sitting posture, her expression changing.