Eagle’s Glory

"Sir, what do you need me to do now? Just tell me."

Because there are only two people now, Bowang no longer holds back, and his expression and tone are a bit more flattering. If ordinary people put on this look, it might be annoying, but Bowang has long been able to I have practiced this skill to perfection, and I have just grasped the scale, which can make the other party feel respected without being annoying.

This man with a simple and honest appearance is sparing no effort to show his affinity and wants to leave a good impression in front of the earl.

From Edmond Dantès's point of view, he was a little flattered.

He has become a noble, and has slowly adapted to his status, but deep down in his heart, he has not completely gotten rid of the shadow of the little sailor in the past, and has not yet adapted to the days of being treated with respect - especially this. Mr. Bowang was obviously an assistant to a big banker and a social elite, which made him even more guilty.

However, he still had the courage after all, deliberately keeping a straight face and hiding his guilty conscience with a serious face.

"Sir, you just said that I can have an advance account, so I would like to know, what is the limit of this account?"

As soon as he heard the other party talking about money, Bowang became even more enthusiastic. Without thinking, he immediately replied to the other party, "Sir, we are a reputable and large-scale bank. We dare and can lend a large amount of money. This aspect is well received by our customers - generally speaking, the limit we open to important customers is one million, which can be advanced in advance and withdrawn at any time."

"One million?" This number immediately frightened Edmund.

Now that he has seen the world, the figure of one million francs alone will not scare him, but this can be "advanced", which means that you can spend money first and then pay back the debt. This is just an "important customer" "That's all. There should be many important customers like him. In other words, the loan amount of Poncena Bank alone is already astronomical.

He couldn't help but be secretly amazed at the strength of this group of people.

However, Edmund's reaction made Bowang a little surprised. He thought that the number he proposed could not meet the needs of the earl, so he hesitated for a moment, and then added in a low voice.

"Count, if you feel that one million is not enough, as Mr. Poncena's close assistant, I can provide you with special care. If you need a higher amount of funds, just tell me and I will try my best. We’ll get it done for you as quickly as possible.”

Edmond Dantès was even more surprised now.

He could clearly see that Mr. Bowang was more enthusiastic about him than his boss, and even hinted that he could provide unlimited funds.

Poncena respects him because of the kindness of Prince Lucien back then. What does Bowang do for that?

He was trying to please me - it only took a moment for Edmund to realize that fact.

But for a nobleman who came from Italy to travel to Paris, is he really worthy of being so flattered by him?

Edmund immediately thought that this person should have discovered some clues from the performance of his boss and himself just now, and might even have guessed that he was the agent sent to Paris by His Majesty.

And in just a short meeting, he seemed to have made the decision to please himself.

This guy is indeed a powerful person. In a meeting that lasted only ten minutes, he had already clearly judged the situation and made a decision... No wonder he was so valued by Poncena and became an important cadre in the bank.

However, Edmond Dantès did not dare to take it lightly. He had never met Bowen before, nor had any dealings with him, so it was impossible to trust him now, let alone reveal everything to him.

Since everyone was pretending to be confused at the beginning, they might as well continue to pretend to be confused.

"I'm really touched that you trust my financial strength so much." He smiled calmly and remained as reserved as he should be.

If it weren't for the people behind you, who would trust your strength... Bo Wang was secretly amused in his heart, but on the surface he looked frightened.

"You are a friend of His Highness the Prince. He specially introduced you to our boss, which shows that we have a deep friendship with you. Prince Lucien is highly respected. I have been a well-known figure in France since I was a child. I am also full of respect for him, so his Friends, we must treat you with the highest standards and must not neglect anything."

Perhaps because he decided that saying this was not explicit enough, he simply went on to add more emphasis, "In addition, sir, my youth was spent in the era of the empire. I still remember everything about the empire with great nostalgia. , I am full of admiration for the Bonaparte family. From this point of view, being able to help Prince Lucien is simply a great joy in my life, which is enough to comfort me for the rest of my life."

Beauvain's words were spoken with great emotion and full of emotion. Although Edmund could not completely believe it, he could feel his closeness to the Bonaparte family.

Now the words have basically been made clear - he wants to provide investment for the business of His Majesty and the Bonaparte family.

What an unexpected bonus! When Edmond Dantès came here at first, he just wanted to make a show first and then slowly convince Poncena. Unexpectedly, although Poncena was hesitant as expected, he unexpectedly had a Bo. Wang took the initiative and asked for cooperation.

Life is really full of surprises.

For such a harvest, Edmond Dantès would of course not refuse anyone who came. He believed that His Majesty would also be happy to get the help of a banker. Although it is difficult to say how much help Bowen can provide now, at least there is already one. The professionals are on their side.

"I am very grateful for your love for the Bonaparte family. People often say that true love can only be seen in difficult times. Now that the Bonaparte family has been forced to leave France, many people are still pouring money on them in order to seek glory. Dirty water, under such circumstances, there are still people who can remember the contributions it has made for the country. It is really commendable." Since it was at this point, Edmund simply made his words more explicit, "Although I am only Prince Lucien. friends, but I also hope that their entire family will receive the fair evaluation they deserve..."

With a smile on his face, he reached into his pocket and said, "Mr. Bowang, I am very satisfied with your respect for me. I have decided that from now on, Poncena Bank will be my designated institution for deposits and withdrawals. I will I leave this to you, I hope you can keep it safe."

Bo Wang wondered as he reached out and took the bag.

Then he opened it and found several gems inside.

As a veteran in the industry, just a few glances were enough for him to confirm that the gems were genuine and valuable.

These few gems alone are enough to prove the count's net worth.

It can be seen that he is very well prepared - and this also proves that the young man has indeed invested a lot of money in his cronies.

This means that the count is a key chess piece of the Bonaparte family, not even one of them.

Undoubtedly, if he went to inform him now and kidnapped the earl, he would definitely receive a large bounty from the royal government, but a mere bounty meant nothing to him at all - he wanted to invest, invest for his future. .

He immediately put away the bag, then picked up a pen and paper from his desk, and meticulously wrote out bills for the gems the Earl had stored here.

"Earl, your gems are very valuable. With this collateral, I believe you have fully proved your strength. You can withdraw funds from us at will. I am willing to provide you with all the services I can provide."

In fact, he didn't care about "collateral", because compared to the funds he planned to provide, the collateral the Earl could provide was really nothing.

Of course, this is not the first time that their bank has done this. They have always provided financial assistance - or sponsorship - to certain "important customers".

For a loan of this scale, there will definitely be a lot of bad debts that cannot be recovered, but they are still carrying out this business. Part of these funds are "protection fees" and part are political investments, but in any case, these are necessary costs. After all, Only by making friends with important people can we build a large enough protective umbrella for the bank so that it can be successful in all business operations.

In terms of trading, this is definitely a big money loss, but strategically, this is a real money-making business.

Today's investment was decided by Bowang himself. He had made up his mind to meet the needs of that "customer" at all costs.

From a young man from another province to a senior bank executive, his history of struggle is a history of risky choices and perseverance. Because of this, he knows even more how precious the opportunities in life are.

This may be the best opportunity in his life to get in touch with the country's supreme power, and he definitely doesn't want to let it go.

Besides, what if it doesn’t succeed? All he did was cost the bank a lot of money, which he was confident he could make back elsewhere.

Looking at Bowen's piercing eyes, Edmond Dantès also understood something in his heart.

"Well, it seems that there is no dispute between us. I hope we can cooperate happily." So he extended his hand to the other party in a friendly manner.

"It's a pleasure to cooperate." Bowang smiled with a smile on his face, and then held the earl's hand tightly.

"What a pity, we don't have a wine glass to celebrate here." After shaking hands, Bowang sighed slightly disappointedly, "Earl, if you are free in the future, can I invite you to my home? My wife will definitely be very happy. I am happy to entertain distinguished guests like you, where we can not only have a drink, but also talk about any business topic freely——"

Bowang took the initiative to invite the other party to his home, and naturally wanted to establish a personal relationship with the count.

Because he was focused on his career, he got married very late. His only son Maurice is only three years old now, and he spends very little time with his wife and children. For him, family is just a place to rest temporarily after a busy work day.

He married the daughter of a run-down nobleman. On the one hand, it was to satisfy the vanity of this young man from another province after his success, and on the other hand, in order to further enhance his own status, he left his living room to his wife to take care of, whenever he had free time. When the time came, they would hold a big banquet and entertain various celebrities in society.

Although with the power of money, he has attracted a large number of unsuccessful politicians and intellectuals to support him, but unfortunately, because of their humble family background, those truly powerful people never come (even though many of them still owe This arrogant attitude accumulated resentment in Bowang's heart and made him extremely eager to continue to advance on the social ladder.

He secretly vowed that one day he would wave the magic wand of money and make those pretentious and famous families come to worship him as respectfully as they worship the God of Wealth.

He believes that he can do this, but he just lacks the right opportunity - and now, isn't it the right time?

Seeing Bowen's expectant eyes, Edmond Dantès certainly didn't want to dampen his enthusiasm and immediately nodded, "I am very happy to visit you, sir. But..."

"Do you have any concerns or special preferences? Just mention it." Bowang asked diligently.

"I never like to show off, and I don't like to be pointed out in front of others." Edmond Dantès replied.

"It doesn't matter. Don't worry. Our living room will be open only for you. You can feel as comfortable as if you were at your own home." Bowang immediately agreed. To be honest, this little quirk didn't bother him at all. Not a problem.

"Then I will accept your kindness first." Edmond Dantès nodded.

Bowang was still smiling all over his face, carefully flattering the count, but deep down in his heart, he had some vague thoughts, as if he felt something was wrong.

He always had a good memory and was very meticulous in his business, so when he felt like this, he couldn't help but think hard.

Finally, he had an idea and thought of something very important.

gem!

"Sir, can you answer a question for me?" Bowang suddenly spoke.

"Please ask." Edmund was a little surprised but still agreed.

"Have you or your friends ever sold gemstones in Paris before?" Bowang stared at the count, and then asked cautiously, "To be honest with you, a batch of gemstones have been circulated in Paris before, and the quality is the same as the one you are storing this time. The ones we have here are just as good, and the color and workmanship are also similar..."

While observing Edmund's reaction, he continued, "This batch of gems came from Tanglar Bank. I have to admit that he made a good deal and made a lot of money. I bought them all." I gave a piece to my wife..."

Then, he looked at the count, as if asking whether he had any special relationship with his colleague Tanglar.

When he heard the name Tanglar, Edmund's heart was suddenly shocked, and he finally pretended that nothing happened.

"Your memory is indeed very admirable." He sneered, "Yes, we did sell gems to Tanglar before, but this person's character was average, so we never cooperated again."

Hearing this answer, Bowang breathed a sigh of relief. After all, it is always a good thing to have less peers competing for "investment".

"That guy is really small-minded and has no courage. Although he seems smart, he can't do anything big. That's all he has." He said with a slight disdain, trying to make the other party continue to have a bad impression of Tanglar. “He compares to us like a tadpole to a shark, and you made a wise choice by choosing us.”

"That's true, I think so too." Edmond Dantès nodded, "Then if I want to know the business conditions of Danglars..."

"I can give you the details right away, or later." Although he didn't know the count's intention, Bowang answered with a smile.