There is only such a big place in the British magic world, and there are only these wizards.

The market is all so big, and only sixteen businesses can be called big businessmen.

Even if the investment company there looks very safe, there is a possibility of problems.

If something goes wrong, then Malfoy and his twelve individual industries will be trapped, and then the commercial market in the entire British magic world will be dominated by these four companies.

So Malfoy made a request to the investment company to bring these four companies together. If everyone makes money, then the Malfoy family will still be the boss. If they all lose money, no one will escape.

This is not just Lucius Malfoy's idea, but the other eleven people also thought the same.

There are ones here who count the other, and everyone must be grasshoppers on a rope!

Among the remaining four pure blood families, the other three turned their heads and looked at Mrs. Roll.

They actually want to join in their hearts. After all, no matter how they look at this kind of thing, they will make sure to make a profit. And even if they are unwilling to join, then where will they have their place in the British magic world in the future?

The twelve pure-blooded magic families, plus the Cross-Ring Dragon from Germany, can't beat the remaining four families at all.

Among the four of them, the Luoer family has the largest assets. She should make the first decision whether to join the market or fight to the end.

Malfoy's living room fell into silence, no one spoke without urging, all the tea on the table was cold and no one had moved. In this dark space, there were only a few faint candlelights beating gently.

"I can promise you to work with that group of Germans to join the British industry in the form of original capital to the company they are preparing to form."

Mrs. Roll's answer was not beyond the expectations of others.

Because although this matter was not a small matter for her, it was not a big matter.

Don't listen to what she said nicely, always think that she is a British wizard. After a century of development, most of the main industries of the Krool family have been transferred to the territory of the moldy country. Even if these in the UK are not small, even if they are all lost, they will only be damaged. Unlike other families, they will be completely wiped out.

Besides, this is basically a sure profit and loss deal.

After Mrs. Roll made her statement, the atmosphere on the long table became gentler. In fact, the three of them also expressed that they had money to make money together, and thanked Malfoy with a smile for the opportunity they provided to them, but only they knew the lyb they scolded in their hearts.

Just as we were discussing everyone's bright futures on the long table, and even preparing to stay at Malfoy's house for a snack, Mrs. Roll suddenly spoke up and said something.

"Since everyone is here now, I want to discuss something with you all taking this opportunity."

She glanced at all the wizards sitting on the long table with her shining eyes: "Mr. Malfoy, Earl of Flint, and ten other Hogwarts School of Magic, have you considered selling the school seats in your hands?"

The atmosphere on the long table was quiet again, and no one spoke but looked at each other's people.

They have now discovered that not only the big merchants in the British magic circle, but also the only three European magic academy, and the twelve school directors of Hogwarts Magic Academy are also listed!

......

Silter Magic Avenue, Berlin, Germany.

The location here is similar to Diagon Alley in the UK, and it is the largest magic commercial center in the German magic world.

And in the deepest part of this street, there is an alley independent of the street, which is completely enclosed and dead, and no one can find this place except through a specific fireplace,

There is only one of the narrow alleys that can only accommodate a total of buildings.

It was a three-story building with a slightly dilapidated appearance, and there was a paint-deleted door sign on the roof - John Magic Investment Company.

There is no door to the building, and through the only few windows, you can only see that it is empty inside. Not to mention people, there is not even a chair.

But in fact, after entering this building, you will find a lively scene inside.

"Bobby, give me the annual report of the swept company last year. There seems to be a little problem with the data they gave us."

"According to our calculations, the market of Lungarde Magic Materials Company can continue to expand to the Americas, which will bring us more profits."

"The general manager said that he would turn down all his original arrangements in the afternoon and he would go to Switzerland."

"Chris! Give me a copy of the information you have in your hand."

Hundreds of male, witches and witches kept shuttled between the buildings. This place was much larger than what you saw from outside, and it was far more than three floors. If an unknown wizard mistakenly entered this place, he would even have the illusion of which small country's Ministry of Magic was here.

But in fact, even if the German Ministry of Magic came to poach people, no one here would be willing to be a "civil servant" because the salary given by the Ministry of Magic was not even more than half of what it was here.

This magic investment company based in Germany looks very inconspicuous from the outside, and its controllable financial resources and assets are truly rich and worthy of the country!

"I'll go to the general manager once you ask me for help."

A witch led a witch with light blond hair with golden eyes and a unruly temperament through the office area on the first floor, and then stopped in front of the innermost row of walls.

There are five doors here, and the four doors represent four different floors behind them, and one goes directly to the general manager's office on the top floor.

The witch took Flint to open the door of the general manager's office and then turned sideways to invite him in.

Flint had no fear of the bastard temperament of the Malfoy family, who had no fear of being a bastard here, nodded to the witch who led the way and walked into the office.

In the office, Old John was looking at a thick document with reading glasses. When he saw Flint walking in, he raised his head, not at all the kindness he had when he met Lynn, and asked in a serious voice.

"How is your progress?"

Flint's identity here is like a subordinate of Old John, with a serious report.

"Those pure blood families are very happy to cooperate with us. After all, the pressure we put on them before was large enough, and the conditions given later were generous enough, so they had no reason to refuse."

"That's it basically has been negotiated?"

"Yes."
Chapter completed!