Chapter 276 They make too much money

It's more of a reminder than a note.

It is precisely because of this sentence that the company's products are selling well.

However, Albert did not continue to ask any further questions on this topic.

In the past few years of staying in the company, Albert has understood a lot of truths, especially people's pursuit of money.

As long as there is interest, someone will definitely do it.

In Mr. Ludden's words, the market and demand are there. He doesn't sell them, but people do.

It is better to let Mr. Luden make this money than to make it by anyone else.

The reason is very simple. Mr. Luden looks better when he eats.

He will give workers wages above the average level and pay them on time.

Mr. Luden's promise will always be fulfilled.

The various products produced by the company are of average quality and very cost-effective.

Take leather whips as an example. The leather whips produced by the company are soaked in a certain chemical for a period of time.

When a slave owner beats a goblin with a whip, the scars left behind will be stained with some medicine, making other goblins unable to help but lick the wounds.

And through the act of licking the wound, the pain of the whipped goblin further increased.

At the same time, goblin saliva has a certain anti-virus function, making it easier for wounds to heal and prevent infection.

Based on this alone, the whips produced by the company are the best-selling whips on the market and can be called the standard equipment for slave owners!

To take a step back, even if Mr. Luden cancels the whip product, slave owners will buy other whips or use other things to whip goblins.

Even though he understood this truth, Albert was still troubled.

He is still thinking about that question, why people are so crazy in pursuit of profits, like a greedy beast that never stops.

Albert himself didn't know the answer.

Therefore, he chose another way to let more people think and find more answers.

He has been sponsoring 'philosophers', 'thinkers', and 'writers'.

Although the vast majority of these people are mediocre people who are lazy and just want to eat and drink.

However, Albert's generous salary and dividends are enough to support him in doing anything he wants to do.

The company is so profitable!

In the few years since its establishment alone, the dividends on the books have exceeded 300,000 pounds!

Albert owned 15% of the company and took over £50,000 from it.

With only 10,000 pounds, he funded more than 100 such people, published all kinds of weird articles, and wrote weird research results.

As for the rest of the money, Albert invested it in the company.

He had conducted several control group experiments, and Albert had to admit that investing in companies was the most beneficial approach!

He wants to save more people and solve more problems, which requires more money.

Only companies can do this.

If you invest 1 pound, it will become 2 pounds or even 3 pounds in one year!

And this money, whether it is used for relief or continued investment, is at Albert's discretion.

Luden has always been a strong supporter of Albert's experiments, and even took the initiative to make suggestions.

The matter of funding philosophers was proposed by Luden.

Luden's reasons are very good,

"People only think about these issues when they have enough to eat and have nothing to do. If you want great ideas, you should first fill your stomach and solve your worries."

Recalling his experience of finding a job, Albert felt that what Mr. Luden said made sense.

This year's annual meeting is no different from previous years.

Their profits are very good, their cash flow is abundant, all the company's businesses are excellent, and their medical device products sell well at home and abroad.

The company is the most dynamic existence in the entire fog city, and it is also a cake coveted by countless people.

There used to be different groups of people who challenged the company and wanted to get a piece of the company's pie.

The funny thing is, these people disappeared before Mr. Luden could fight back.

Albert knew why.

The secretary-general who holds shares on behalf of the company, Count Dracula, who has been serving the company

They have a royal background, a very deep royal background.

As long as Mr. Luden lives, the company will be safe.

Luden didn't care about Mr. Luden's death.

Albert would occasionally pray, praying that Mr. Ludden would live long and live well.

Only in this way can he spend more time on his scientific research.

As long as Mr. Luden is alive, many troubles are no longer troubles.

The annual meeting ended soon, and Albert did not attend the dinner that followed. He had more important things to be busy with.

He greeted Mr. Luden and prepared to return to his research institute.

Before boarding the carriage, a newsboy with a newspaper in his pocket ran over.

Albert subconsciously took out a shilling and prepared to buy a newspaper.

The newsboy shouted first,

"Mr. Albert, only you can save him. He was caught in the mine."

There was a cry in the newsboy's voice, and Albert's brows arched slightly, and he immediately understood what the other person was talking about.

His expression didn't change at all, he got into the carriage and ordered,

"Go to the mines."

After hesitating for a moment, Albert added,

"Say hello to Mr. Luden."

Albert is the vice president of the company, more in the research and development area.

The drug on the whip was developed by him at Luden's request.

In the mine and this kind of production area, Mr. Luden is in charge. To be precise, Todd is in charge.

Albert knew that the other party might be cheating on him, and going to get him by himself would be considered crossing the line within the company. It was best to say hello in advance.

Albert's coachman was the young man who worked at the Strange Bird Bookstore back then.

He originally drove for Mr. Ludden. After Todd came, he lost his job and had to settle for the next best thing, driving for Albert.

The driver drove the carriage and replied at the same time,

"Mr. Luden already knows."

Albert fell silent again.

After a long time, Albert asked,

"What do you think of Mr. Ludden?"

The coachman gave the most accurate answer,

"Mr. Ludden doesn't care."

Someone is causing trouble in the mine?

Luden really didn't care.

Luden has experienced things more intense than this, and has done it himself, no matter which side he is on.

For Luden, it was not unusual to cause trouble, but it would be a bit boring if it didn't happen.

If Luden really wants to evaluate, his suggestion is,

"The whole thing will be bigger next time."

It's boring to have a little fight.

The carriage passed through half of the foggy city and arrived outside the mine.

In a dark interrogation room, Albert saw a scarred young man.

The young man had obviously been severely beaten. If he hadn't said that he knew Albert, he might have been beaten to death today.

He came to the mine, said incomprehensible words, and made people smash their jobs.
To be continued...