Chapter 6: Bigger Venues
In the early summer afternoon, the weather is a little hot and dry, and it always makes people feel lazy and don't want to move.
At this time, if you can stay at home peacefully and take a nap comfortably with the cool breeze blowing from the magic air conditioner, it is definitely the most satisfying enjoyment in the hearts of many people.
However, Bilier couldn't take advantage of this time as usual today, at this time, in addition to the scorching and strong midday sun, he also had to bear the huge roar of a dozen magic cars in front of him, which was definitely not enjoyable.
"Fuck, Xu Yi, this bastard, if you have to toss this so-called sound wave system, it's just noisy. Listening to the noisy roar of these magic cars as if they were racing, Bilier couldn't help but curse in his heart.
Although it is true that the engine sound of the fire-powered magic car is much louder than that of the wind-powered magic car, it is not so exaggerated.
However, in order to distinguish it from ordinary family magic cars and magic cars used for racing, Xu Yi deliberately added this so-called "racing sound system" to the latest magic cars.
It doesn't really do anything, it's just a little louder and louder than the usual family magic car engine during the start and drive of the magic car.
Of course, Bilier has to admit that with the addition of this racing sound system, it does sound blood-pumping and exciting, perfect for the thrill of driving a car.
So since the new flying chamber of commerce withdrew from this new system, although the price of the new flying brand magic car labeled as a professional racing car is fully double that of ordinary family magic cars, it is still popular with countless young aristocrats who love racing.
Just in Wimbledon. As far as Billier knows. It's only been more than three months since the new Flying Chamber launched this new magic car with a racing sound system. He, the new flying company's magic locomotive dealer in Wimbledon, had already sold a full 273 of them.
This may not seem like a lot, but if you combine the average selling price of 3,800 gold coins per magic car, it means that in the past three months, the Bilier Magic Locomotive Comptoir has made a staggering 1030,000 gold sales just by relying on the magic car!
According to the agreement signed between Bilier and the New Flying Chamber of Commerce, he will receive a 5% profit share for every magic locomotive sold, which means that he will receive a 5% profit share during these three months. Just by selling the magic car, he made a huge profit of more than 50,000 gold coins.
So despite the exhaustion, Billier remained highly enthusiastic and actively continued to organize this magic car race, which was already quite famous in the aristocratic circles of Wimbledon.
Today's race was booked half a month ago, and the participants were all selected through a series of racing competitions organized by Billier, which was considered an elite event, so in addition to a total of thirteen elite participants, it also attracted a large number of young nobles and businessmen who were interested in this event.
"Hey, brothers, are you all ready?" shouted Billier with his arms raised.
The crowd of onlookers on both sides of the track erupted in deafening cheers at the same time. The thirteen taels of ready-to-go magic cars also roared together as an echo.
"Very well, then everyone should enjoy this game!"
Billier roared. Turning around, he nodded to the beautiful woman who was in charge of announcing the start of the game and stepped aside.
A moment later, as the beauty waved the flag in her hand, the thirteen magic cars sped off like arrows from a string, and disappeared into the far corner of the track in the blink of an eye.
Billier stared at the corner in the distance, looked down at the track that wasn't quite flat, and stamped his foot hard, frowning slightly.
The race track was built in the private estate of a minor nobleman in Wimbledon, nearly a hundred kilometres away, and it was not a very suitable venue.
However, the mainstream aristocratic circles of Wimbledon are not very receptive to such things as racing cars at the moment, and most of the people who participate in it are only the young children of some aristocratic families and the descendants of merchants.
These people have money, but they don't have a say and can't decide too many things.
Being able to find such an empty site and secretly pull the construction team of the Amrley Chamber of Commerce in to build such a road is already the limit of what these people can do at present, but it is still far from the goal of Xu Yi handing over to Bilier to promote the magic locomotive to the entire Candela Empire.
When Bilier first took on the task given by Xu Yi, he only had the mentality of trying, and when he came to the Candela Empire for almost a year, now that he had laid a solid foundation here and reaped a lot of benefits from it, he had already secretly decided in his heart to take this as his real career.
And based on his observations of the aristocratic circles in Wimbledon, he can be sure that the magic cars, magic cars, and even the entire magic locomotives have a lot to offer in the Candela Empire.
If he can really do a good job and promote this racing competition, he will definitely become a powerful and influential figure in the future, and in any case it is much better than staying in the Lampari Kingdom and being a little nobleman with his tail between his legs.
"Maybe I should find time to meet Prince Frank again?" Billier thought to himself, retreating into the shadows beside the track.
Moments later, thirteen magic cars had already made a lap around the track, returning to the starting point and flying past Billyl.
Seeing that the drivers of the thirteen magic cars still had the leisure to wave hello to the spectators on both sides of the track, and even threw flying kisses, Billier pursed his lips with a smile of disdain on his face.
In the Lampari Kingdom and the Duchy of Stantin, I saw a lot of the magic racing competitions organized by the Xinfei Chamber of Commerce before, and compared to them, the expressions of these guys in front of me were really ...... Amateur.
Not to mention that they are on a par with super riders like Camila Magister and Elder Lisanya that are beyond the comprehension of mortals, and they are not allowed to compete with those orc, elven and dwarven riders, who are even much inferior to the human riders who participate in the races organized by the New Flying Chamber of Commerce.
There is still time to wave to the audience like this, but it will definitely not occur in the competition organized by the Xinfei Chamber of Commerce.
Of course, after all, the competition here has only just begun, and it is normal for it to be compared to the Xinfei Racing Competition, which has a history of more than two years and close to three years.
The first few cars raced over, kicking up a puff of dust that sent Billier back into the shadows behind him again.
He had just taken two steps back when he suddenly felt a hand tapped twice on his shoulder.
Billier looked back in shock, a hint of surprise on his face.
"Director Rons, why are you here?"
His face was stern, and he looked like a standard butler in terms of dress and expression, but in fact it was indeed an official who made a boo gesture to Billyl, signaling him to come with him.
Billier understood, explained to his subordinates, and quietly withdrew from the edge of the track after Rons, coming to the side of the track Some distance from the track, but because of the high terrain, it was easier to see the overall situation of the track on the high platform.
"Your Highness Frank, why are you free today?"
Now that he has met Prince Frank's most trusted butler of Rons, it is not surprising to meet Prince Frank here.
But he was still very surprised that Prince Frank would suddenly appear here today.
In the past, he had sent countless invitations to Prince Frank, but none of them had been answered.
He just sent out another invitation for this competition as usual, and he didn't expect him to come, but he didn't expect him to come.
"Hey, dear Billier, I haven't seen you in a while, and I notice that you're a lot darker than the last time I saw you. Prince Frank gave Billier a close smile and looked him up and down with a smile. "Is it because you've been organizing competitions these days, so you're tanned by the sun?"
Billier laughed, first saluted Prince Frank according to the rules, and then sat down beside him unceremoniously, wiping the sweat from his forehead.
"Well, I'm so busy worrying about this game these days. ”
Prince Frank glanced at the first batch of magic cars that had already run to the other side of the track in the distance, and smiled: "Actually, you don't think this kind of race is boring, do you?"
Billier was stunned: "Why do you say that?"
Prince Frank shook his head, his face disdainful: "What's the point of playing in such a closed field, compared to that, I prefer to gallop freely on the wider road outside." Not only is it wider, but the road conditions are also more varied, and of course it is more fun to race. ”
Billier suddenly smiled bitterly: "I know this without you saying it." But these magic cars couldn't run on those broken dirt roads, and there was no suitable place to run. At this, Billier sighed. "Anyway...... Frank, how long will it take for that road in the Southwestern Province to be repaired? It's been more than a year, and it's not finished yet?"
"This is a matter that the Governor's Office of the Southwest Province should be in charge of, and I can't control it. Prince Frank replied lightly.
"I know that, too, but ......" Billier opened his mouth to say something, and after a pause, he waved his hand and smiled bitterly: "Forget it, it's useless to talk about it now." ”
"No, it works. Prince Frank suddenly smiled lightly, turned his head to stare at Billyl, and asked, "Billyl, what do you say...... If I could convert all the roads on my private territory into roads, wouldn't these guys have more space to run around?"
Billier's eyes widened and he looked at Prince Frank in surprise.
Could it be ...... Prince Frank is finally tempted by this? (To be continued......