"Wonderful, this is exactly the hedging policy I want, it seems that the son of the Fogel family really has two brushes!" Roland got up and asked Maynard, "Can you contact Anthony Fogel now?" I want to see him. ”

"Of course, I have his address here, and I will send someone to inform him to come to the Cabinet Mansion to meet you." Maynard rang the bell, and a secretary hurried in, took the card with Anthony's address from him, and hurried away.

In fact, Roland also knows where Anthony lives, in fact, the villa where Anthony lives now is the one he helped rent, for which Anthony also invited him to dinner to thank him, but he was too busy before, and he didn't have time to take care of the little gentleman of the tax-inclusive merchant, and today I read Anthony's letter to Maynard, but there are quite a lot of people who are not able to look good, and their impression of Anthony has greatly improved.

Roland said goodbye to Maynard, went back to his office and sat down for a cup of tea, and the strange feeling in his heart grew stronger as he reflected on his conversation with the Secretary of Justice.

Maynard asked him to talk about legislation as a normal work contact, but it was a bit unusual to turn the conversation to Anthony Fogel. Anthony, as an official appointed by the Imperial Cabinet, came to the Far East to collect taxes and directly triggered a vigorous revolution, which changed the color of the country and changed hands, how much responsibility should he bear?

Even if the Fogel family has the hands and eyes of the sky and can help Anthony suppress this turmoil, Anthony should return to the Holy City as soon as possible after gaining freedom, what does it mean to stay in Krasbourg? I heard Maynard say that this kid also submitted an application to the Club of the Awakened and was willing to donate a large amount of activity funds to the club, plus he wrote to Maynard to point out the policy loopholes, making it clear that he wanted to use Maynard, an old senior, as a pedal to seek an opportunity to advance. Roland was willing to give Anthony the opportunity to meet out of appreciation for his talent in the field of taxation, but he couldn't figure out why he had sharpened his head and burrowed into the upper echelons of Krasbourg. If he used this drill camp strength to use the social circle of the upper class of the Imperial Holy City, with his family background, why couldn't he soar.

"Anthony, I've known you for a long time, and I don't need to mention the misunderstanding in the past, but I'm curious, what are you trying to do in Krasburg?"

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Anthony Fogel arrived at Roland's office on time for an appointment. The leather shoes and well-groomed hairstyle are black and shiny, the white face is complemented by the same white shirt, and the bow tie is also like a dog, and it does not look out of place when walking in the cabinet residence, and he looks like a young and ambitious first-class secretary.

"Your Highness Roland, this question is hard to explain, I will bring a bottle of cherry brandy and a small snack with wine, if you don't mind, you can drink some wine with me, and talk while eating...... That's not a bribe, is it? The young former tax commissioner sat in the armchair across from Roland's desk with his legs crossed, shaking his head and looking around, not at all thinking of himself as an outsider.

Roland was secretly amused, and said lightly: "I can only give you twenty minutes, if you don't know how to cherish time, this will be the last time we will meet alone." ”

Anthony whistled, "Twenty minutes? You are so generous. He set up the two goblets himself, took out his own corkscrew, uncorked them, and poured pale pink froth into the glasses.

"Cheers to our enemies."

"I'm afraid it's a little early." Roland said coldly.

"Cheers to peace, then." Anthony smiled and changed his words.

Roland gave him a deep look and raised his glass in response, "Cheers to peace." ”

The cherry brandy has a subtle sweet aroma, but it is quite intense in the mouth, and the spicy taste extends from the tip of the tongue to the throat.

Anthony tore open the snack box, picked up a pretzel dotted with cheese crumbs and threw it into his mouth and chewed it.

Roland also served biscuits with wine, and pointed to the pocket watch on the desk, signaling to Anthony that he had fifteen minutes left.

Anthony took another sip of wine, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "To be honest, since the outbreak of the revolution in the Far East, I have been used as a scapegoat by the Imperial Cabinet, not only lost my errand, but also almost suffered a lawsuit, and my family paid a lot of money up and down, which finally saved me from prison, but this does not change the fact that I have become a laughing stock in the social circles of the Holy City, and the official career has also closed the door to me, rather than return to the Holy City to be ridiculed, I would rather be in Krasbourg, looking for an opportunity to start a new business." ”

"Cheers to aspiring youth." Roland raised his glass, "The Kingdom of Kolas has not yet been recognized by the imperial authorities, and the two sides are in a de facto hostile state, so you are not afraid of being regarded as a traitor if you stay here?" ”

"It is true that there is this criticism in the social circles of the Holy City, but I have resigned from public office, and I have not done anything sorry for the motherland, I dare to say that I have a clear conscience, so why bother with what the flies are shouting." Anthony looked smuffled.

"So did you find an opportunity to start a business in Krasbourg?" Roland then asked.

"Krasbourg is a large city with a population of one million, and the pilgrimage boom has led to an unprecedented boom in commercial activity...... Have you read the article that recently appeared in the newspaper, Liszt Keynes's "The Economics of Pilgrimage"? ”

"It's a bit impressive." Roland smiled.

"I fully agree with Mr. Liszt Keynes that if the authorities properly guide the pilgrimage, it will transform from a momentary craze into a cyclical social activity, accompanied by the exchange of commodities and the circulation of money, which will give a sustained impetus to the development of commerce in the Far East, which is always inevitably linked to the business of finance and accounting, and this is my specialty, and with a little support from my family, I can always find a bowl of food." Anthony shook his glass, full of ambition for his career prospects.

"So you want to set up a semicolon of the Fogel Bank in Krasbourg?"

"There is indeed a plan." Anthony admits it frankly.

"It's not surprising that bankers like to bet on multiple sides, and as long as they can make money, who cares about borders." Roland suddenly remembered the wise saying: capital knows no borders.

"That being said, the reality is also that my father would not have given me a copper plate if I could not ensure a steady return on my investment in the Far East." Anthony sighed, "The premise of stable income is to have a stable social order, and this is the biggest uncertainty in the Far East at the moment, to be honest, my father does not believe that the Kolas regime can survive for long, and I am trying to prove him wrong, so I have to come up with enough convincing evidence for this." ”

"What kind of evidence would convince an imperial financial tycoon that the Far Eastern government is capable of maintaining long-term peace and stability?" Roland asked curiously.