After the waiter brought the coffee and tea, Eren Bernoulli, who had entered middle age, was still tirelessly introducing Swiss attractions to guests from Norway, especially the young, beautiful and heroic "Madame Knartsky". He talked about the ski resorts in the Alps from the swans on the shore of Lake Geneva. If he didn't know his identity, he would probably think he was a tour guide.

"Ahem..." Lynn finally couldn't help but interrupt the guy's flattery and closeness to his newlywed wife. He held the coffee cup and crossed his legs. After the other party turned his gaze, he said slowly: "As a knowledgeable person like Mr. Bernoulli, he must have contact with all industries! In your opinion, this war has just ended, and that kind of business is the most profitable?"

"Business? Yes, smart businessmen need to have very keen insight!" Bernoulli said as he turned to Dinah's side.

Perhaps it was out of basic etiquette, or perhaps because Bernoulli's introduction just now was really exciting. Dinah lightly picked up the exquisite porcelain tea cup, tasted the British milk tea gently, and faced Bernoulli with a smile from time to time.

"The six-year war has been too long and cruel. It suppresses human nature and has left civilians in various belligerent countries in a long-term situation of tension and shortage of materials. Now that the war is over, these repressions will be like springs!" Speaking of this, Bernoulli imitated spring expansion and contraction with gestures, and mysteriously inferred: "If unexpectedly, in the second half of this year, the sales of chocolate and candy markets will at least double compared with the first half of the year, and there will be a shortage of supply, and by next year, this trend will continue to grow rapidly! Therefore, we are preparing to increase investment in this area, adding two chocolate production lines and a brand new colored fruit candy production line in northern Switzerland, and at the same time, expanding the import of raw materials by more than four times."

If you don’t judge whether you are right or wrong, what Lynn really is not looking for a fast-profit industry - even if you misappropriate funds and make yourself rich in a short period of time, it is just a pursuit of selfish desires. While making personal profits, it will completely ruin the hope of the empire’s resurgence. Since God has given himself a second life, why bother to devote himself to this materialistic money society, rather than doing a career that will make him proud forever?

"Mr. Shawford and I are old friends. If not, I would definitely not disclose business information to outsiders. Just by storing raw materials in advance, I would probably earn 200,000 pounds, at least!" Eren Bernoulli said proudly. As for Baron Pat's face, or the desire to show that the beautiful woman in front of me is enough, it is not difficult for anyone with a discerning eye to see.

Everyone here knows what a huge profit of £200,000, but only Baron Pat exclaimed: "Tsk tsk, I just said that Mr. Bernoulli is a genius in the business world, which is indeed admirable!"

Bernoulli smiled and took out a single cigar, slowly peeled off the outer packaging, and then took out the cigar cutters, trimmed it carefully and patiently like a manicure, took out a silver shell with a lighter with a relief on it, and asked the lady "Is it OK?" After getting a definite reply, he lit it handsomely and said:

"The market is like a battlefield, and a lot of information is written in the newspaper. The key is whether you can find the key points from it."

Lynn didn't want to sit here and smoke second-hand cigarettes, so he took out his cigarettes and started smoking. As a must-have prop for gentlemen, the cigarettes they carried were arranged when they were transferring in Norway. The British brand sells for 1.5 pounds per box, which is already considered a high-end cigarette, but it is even worse than the South American cigar that looks good at first sight.

"If everyone is investing in chocolate candies in a few years,"

Bernoulli put his elbow on the chair frame, and slammed the cigar with his fingers and said, "Hey, I'm right. In a few years, the price of chocolate candy will naturally drop sharply, and this is the first reason why we have not invested in expanding production lines. Now that supply and demand are increasing, we only need to hire more workers and work in three shifts to produce, and the output will be basically met! So, foreign capital entering this industry is only a short-term benefit, and it is not cost-effective in the long run. Why are we... we have been working for many years, and the factory and machinery have already earned back the cost. If there is a suitable price next year, we will take action as appropriate."

With such a shrewd businessman's eyes and face, Lin Neng was disgusted but could not refute it. He asked tentatively: "What does Mr. Bernoulli think of the prospects of the metal industry?"

Bernoulli flicked the ash and raised his head slightly and said, "What Mr. Knatsky wants to ask is ore smelting, steel forging or scrap metal recycling?"

A young businessman who pretended to be half-understand and didn't understand, Lynn smoked, saying, "We all have these three industries, and after the war, the machinery manufacturing and shipbuilding industries will enter a trough period, and the demand for steel will inevitably decrease, so we are considering reducing existing investments and concentrating funds in a certain direction with the best prospects."

Bernoulli thought for a while: "The war left behind a lot of abandoned military supplies. Including the cost of dismantling and transportation, the cost of recycling these scrap steel and refining is actually not obvious than using ore raw materials. To be honest, I am not optimistic about the development of the metal industry in the next ten years. During the war, countries spent a lot of resources to make cars, aircraft engines, warships, ships, and once the war ended, many military supplies became redundant. Many cars, aircraft and ships will be converted to civilians. The governments and people of the participating countries were exhausted during the war, and even suffered heavy debt burdens. The overall trend of international trade will be a rough U-shaped, and will only recover after a period of decline."

Lynn knew that in general, Bernoulli's analysis was in line with historical laws, and the more unprofitable it was, the more difficult it was to win over normal businessmen into a pessimistic industry in a normal way.

Of course, this just refers to "normal circumstances".

"I wonder how many companies are currently owning important shares of Mr. Bernoulli?" Lynn asked.

Hearing the other party throwing such questions in a calm and calm tone, Bernoulli's eyes changed significantly, but the expression on his face remained in the high posture just now. He looked at Baron Pat and smiled and said, "Mr. Shawford is very familiar with me. I don't have many equity shares in my personal name, and I mainly control the company through family management."

Lynn nodded twitchingly, as if this guy had no cooperative value.

At this time, Baron Pat spoke: "I heard that Mr. Bernoulli had sold his equity worth hundreds of thousands of pounds before. If he had not increased his investment in China, he would have had a new goal abroad."

Bernoulli smiled upwards, pointed at Baron Pat with his finger holding a cigar, and inadvertently glanced at Dinah who didn't say a word on the business topic. Then, he lowered his voice: "Okay, this is a truly extraordinary business information. My cousins ​​and I are going to join forces to acquire a foreign company mainly engaged in machinery manufacturing, but not a full acquisition, but to strive for an advantageous equity. If you are interested in this, maybe we can talk in Brewer next time."

This is vague enough. After the war, many machinery manufacturing companies in Europe and the United States alone were unable to brake due to the reduction and cancellation of government military purchase orders, and they fell into the capital chain dilemma. Although the destructiveness of this situation is not as good as an economic crisis, it is a rare opportunity for investors.

"Is it a British or French enterprise?" Baron Pat asked tentatively.

Bernoulli just laughed and didn't comment on it.

"Old friends for many years, this needs to be kept secret?" Baron Pat said deliberately, but Bernoulli was not fooled.

Lynn, who was sitting by the side, did not intend to pry out what he called a business secret from the Swiss businessman at this time, but got important inspiration from it: perhaps it is better to look up to a reliable and honest partner here than to look for a reliable and honest partner here. It is obviously much easier to search for companies that were once prominent but currently in business difficulties in Europe and the Americas. It is obvious that behind-the-scenes negotiations with down-and-out entrepreneurs are negotiated with down-and-out entrepreneurs. At that time, only secret investment is required, and these familiar faces are still carrying the flag in front of the Taiwan Strait, and the danger of being discovered will be greatly reduced.

"The weather is so good today. Do you guys, are we going to sit here and wait for the sun to set?" Bernoulli suggested with a smile, "If you can be lucky enough to get a horse with Mr. Knatsky and Mrs. Knatsky, no matter the winner, I will hold a banquet tonight. During the meal, we may be able to further exchange business experiences and information. What do you think?"

"No!" Lynn smiled and rejected Eren Bernoulli's proposal. He bent his arms and waited for Dinah to skillfully pull him up. He then said politely: "We have made an appointment with someone to meet at 10 o'clock, and it's almost time to leave!"

"Oh, that's a pity!" Bernoulli looked at Lynn and the beauty beside him with regret, then stretched out his right hand: "Mr. Shawford's friend is my friend. Welcome to come to me at any time, as long as I can help and be happy to serve."

It's too late to regret the arrogant attitude just now. Lynn thought happily in his heart, and a natural and easy-going smile appeared on his face: "Okay, there will be a time later, Mr. Bernoulli!"

"Beautiful and elegant lady, such an ordinary day will be more ordinary because of the honor of seeing you!" When he said goodbye, Bernoulli praised him with great praise, but no matter how he showed off his wealth and talent, Dinah left him with a courteous and calm smile.

When Lynn and his wife left, Baron Pat was still chatting with Bernoulli for a short time, not knowing what he was saying. When he walked out of the teahouse and waited for the waiter to bring the horses, Lynn turned his head and asked Dinah in a low voice: "When you were in Denmark before, were you so eye-catching everywhere?"

Dinah leaned against Lynn's earlobe and said, "How could it be! Until I was fifteen or sixteen years old, I was still just a clumsy ugly duckling!"

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Chapter completed!