The gods crowned her [Famous Book]

This is undoubtedly a more fatal blow to the opponents.

Their plight was compounded by watching Wellesley's business boom and sales skyrocket while their own factory ground to a halt.

After two days and two nights of negotiation, they had to propose a compromise to the workers, and signed a salary increase contract with pain.Although the amount is small, it is enough to satisfy the poor.

At this point, the group of workers was victorious, and they all rejoiced, and the taverns in the alleys were revived. Gropp called his brothers to drink and celebrate the end of the struggle. The figure of the down-and-out but intelligent and passionate young man.

He seems to have retired after a successful career, like a wise man bestowed by the gods in the world, and quickly retreated after providing a guiding light.

"That Mr. Rick shouldn't be some nobleman who came to help us out of pity, right? I don't think there is any pauper with his insight, at least he must have received an elite education." Several big men raised their heads and sighed. With strong wine in the glass, he shook his head to express regret.

"I don't think so. How can a nobleman pretend to be a poor man so realistically? Look at his behavior, which feature doesn't match his background in a slum? Have you ever seen a rich man rubbing his sleeves while drinking?"

"You're pretending, so you can't fake it to the end? Maybe Rick's name is fake." Gropp said, "But anyway, he is our benefactor, at least none of us has a brain Comparable to him, only we may never see him again."

Frederick had indeed left Paris and was sent back to London by Ivy.

She sent him and Lord Campbell to hand over the work, report the income of the jam factory, make detailed statistics of the data, and submit the accounts item by item.

I have to say that this is indeed a good knife, but the edge of the blade has leaked poison, and there will be unexpected dangers if you are not careful.

But of course Ivy will only aim the knife at the heart of the target. If she can't cut through the tough chest, she will choose to kill with one knife without hesitation.

She didn't like to hear her opponents panting, so when those companies were gradually resuming production, the latter all discovered a fatal fact——

Already accounting for more than half of Paris' wine market, Wellesley is quietly expanding her food business.

Because of the unique import and export privileges, the products of her jam factory in London are also sold in Paris, and are widely welcomed by consumers.

Her ambition has become like a wolf walking in the night, taking advantage of the dark night to spread its sharp claws, unscrupulously reaching for the flesh of its prey.

Maybe just wait for a dawn, and the sleeping poisonous snake will wake up, and she will wrap it around her blood vessels, turning the venom into flowing blood.

Ivy just likes to destroy the hopes of her opponents getting back on track when they see the light of day. A fish trapped in sewage is more interesting than a dying fish in a dry rut.

She began to recruit a large number of technical talents from their factories, and poached them with three times the salary, no matter how angry they were, it didn't help.

People in that era did not realize the importance of labor contracts at all. All workers were hired immediately, and many even worked in a family business for several generations. Salaries and hours were basically agreed upon. Bound by the terms of the contract.

Therefore, Ivy can easily get the workers to switch to her with only a promise of high remuneration. It's just a little more gold coins. If you don't give up some bait, how can you catch a tempting big fish.

In just three months, several factories have begun to experience slow sales.Although some workers have left, the cost of maintaining daily expenses continues.As a result, they are living beyond their means and cannot make up the shortfall with their turnover.

In desperation, they could only turn to the National Bank of France for help.But the latter thinks that they have no ability to repay, and the borrowed francs will just go to waste and never repay.So they were rejected with no room for maneuver.

In desperation, a small secured loan company suddenly emerged in the market, as long as a certain guarantee is provided, a sum of money can be obtained.Although the amount is not large, it is enough for temporary turnover.

The interest rate is very low, and the procedures are very simple. You only need to sign a contract and press your fingerprints to take the cash and leave.

It was like a ray of hope in the dark, a piece of pie suddenly fell from the sky, and the factory owners thought it was the order of the first ruler, and it was cheap and not in vain.

Even if someone suspects that it is a scam, but at this stage, there is really no other way to save it except to sell the ancestral house or reduce the scale. They are reluctant to do both, so they can only choose expedient measures to borrow money.

So they rushed into the gate and saw that the manager sitting in the lobby was a young man with crazy curly hair. From a distance, he looked like a black poodle. Deep dark circles under the eyes, the whole person exudes a tired look.

But when he saw so many customers, his tired eyes suddenly burst into light, and he became energetic again, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Gentlemen, if you need loan business, just fill out this contract."

Standing next to him was a young man, wearing a pair of clean and simple overalls and a classic newsboy hat, who took money from a box next to him and distributed them to the customers in line one by one. Make sure that the contract is in duplicate, the signature is complete and clear, and the sharp edge flashes through the seemingly simple and honest eyes.

Someone looked into the mysterious leather case out of curiosity, and found that it was full of stacked franc notes, and there were even several identical boxes piled up at the guy's feet.

Even though this group of people had seen the big scene, they still couldn't help but gasp - there is no doubt that they met a great philanthropist who is rare in a thousand years.

Although the loan has to be repaid, they are confident that they can earn it back quickly with the funds.

When the group of people left with the money in their hands, the curly-haired manager looked at their retreating figures, and suddenly there was a little sympathy in his eyes.

Lighting a cigarette: "I can only rejoice that I am with you, otherwise it would be pitiful to be your opponent."

The little guy next to him closed the empty box and burst into laughter: "It's an honor to be the opposite of me. Paris is so small that I still feel crowded."

After the box was locked, the boy pulled the mustache on his lower lip and threw it to the ground, adjusted his huge black-rimmed glasses, and squeezed his chin happily: "My dear Abel, listen I have a piece of advice, unless it is the property left to you by your ancestors, the so-called gifts of other people have already marked the price, waiting for you to pay ten times and a hundred times the price."

The factory owners who got the funds happily filled the capital chain, and even signed a covenant to defeat the witch Wellesley. Just when they were about to work together to make a grand plan, they discovered a serious fact.

Wellesley's status is already hard to shake.

Taking advantage of this period of suspension of the opposite company, she has developed five new products in a row.They even snatched away all the shares that originally belonged to them.

Her popularity has risen rapidly in the hearts of the public. The baked honey sea salt cake is delicious and sweet, and you can enjoy a day of happiness with only three sous. Before that, no one could think why bread products are so delicious with salt and sugar.

Not only does it appear in the tea party living room of the upper class, but even beggar children walking around the streets hold it in their hands.

Although it can be seen everywhere in dessert shops in modern times, it was a delicious delicacy that was born out of nowhere at that time.

The factory owners of the trade association are already powerless to curb her development momentum, and have nothing to do with her territory expansion.

However, their own profits were still half-dead, and the repayment period agreed in the contract was gradually approaching. It was only when the lending company started door-to-door to collect money that they realized that they had been cheated.

The "big philanthropist" played a cunning word game. The "guarantee" in the terms added a restriction. All collaterals worth less than 100 million francs are mortgages, and the final interpretation is subject to the company.

The remaining value of their nearly bankrupt factory is probably only the land, and the machines that have been used for at least two generations, and some extremely cheap labor force, and the sales volume is better than nothing, that is to say, according to the contract, they have worked hard for dozens of years. Years of industry will belong to that ghost company that popped up out of nowhere.

At this critical moment, Ivy suddenly published in the newspaper announcing that she welcomes the acquisition and is willing to lend a helping hand to this group of entrepreneurs.

No matter how contemptuous and unwilling these stubborn men are, they have to admit a fact: it is more cost-effective to sell their factory that is on the verge of bankruptcy to this girl, and they can also occupy the position of a shareholder, and pay off the loan after getting the money , It is important to keep your family's reputation and ancestral home.

The gentlemen and nobles of that era regarded reputation as their life.If the National Bank and the Bourse de France were to declare themselves bankrupt, they thought it better to throw themselves from the banks of the Seine at once, so as not to tarnish their noble names and their innocence.

Ivy has a clear grasp of their psychology.Therefore, he acquired all the companies that came to him without any hesitation, and took all the brands that they had lasted for several generations into his own hands.

During this period, a middle-aged man with small eyes and high hairline appeared in her living room, who came to visit her specially and promised to bring her huge economic benefits.

Of course Ivy was interested, but when she heard him sign up for the house, her pupils couldn't help dilated.

"Good morning, madam, my name is Felix Grandet, and I come from the province of Somme."

She couldn't help taking a closer look at this well-known miser, and almost said the words Jiu Yang, shook hands with him, and asked politely, "What do you mean by economic benefits?"

Grandet looked quite confident, with shrewdness from every pore of his body to the few remaining strands of hair.Although just looking at his demeanor, he looks like an honest cooper.

"Miss Wellesley, your name is very famous in Paris. But I don't think you will be satisfied with it. France is so big, and your career has just begun."

Hearing this, Ai Wei had no choice but to express her appreciation in her heart. She is indeed the only businessman in the history of literature, and her vision is really different.

But she remained calm, staring at every subtle change on his face from the corner of her eye, and said, "But this is not something I can succeed if I want to."

"Ah..." Grandet said, "there is an opportunity in front of you now. I also have quite good wine plantations in other provinces, but I suffer from lack of financial support.

If you are willing to invest, I will not disappoint you.Your territory will expand the entire Gaul, the people of all France will remember your name, and your family's reputation will be louder than the Rothschild family. "

The author has something to say:

The heroine will always be bad and ruthless, no one can change her.