Night, June 14, 1843.

Vienna, Lion Pride Hotel.

Solomon Rothschild sat back in a chaise longue as the man he once called "His Majesty," like a weathered old man, struggling to open his eyelids.

Solomon has been acquiring businesses all over Austria over the past year. At this time, Austria's economy was booming, and it was not difficult to make money.

But history always repeats itself, and one can stumble over the same stone once, or stumble over it countless times.

"Smart people" are always different from others, and most factory owners can only see the immediate benefits, either to expand production frantically, or to improve technology to reduce costs.

But Solomon felt that they were wrong, and that it was easier to maintain the scarcity of goods than to waste money on improving technology and expanding production.

And the advantage of this is that it will not be unjustly spent, after all, those investments in technology may not pay off, but the "financial innovations" he makes will definitely pay off.

After all, if you grasp the relationship between supply and demand, you can sit back and wait for the money to be divided by forming a price alliance. That's the benefit of monopolies.

But Solomon missed one person, and that was Franz.

Whenever he was about to succeed, or had already succeeded, the capital of the royal family would quickly enter the field.

Then there is the drastic change of the entire industry, new technologies, new models, new subjects, and new achievements will break the original framework, and establish a very solid new system at a very fast speed.

Also shattered is Solomon's heart, he doesn't know what he did wrong, and the royal family seems to be targeting him. Presumably this is the jealousy of talents, if you don't suppress yourself, I'm afraid those in power won't be able to feel at ease.

Solomon comforted himself in this way, but many things were actually unexpected, such as the war that should have happened and another war that should not have happened.

(He advised his nephew not to buy it, but he bought it frantically, losing more than the former.) ）

But Solomon was convinced that there was at least one thing in which he could not be wrong

At the same time, a young man of extraordinary bearing stepped into the Grizzly Lodge on Turn Street, accompanied by a noblewoman with a parasol, richly dressed and elegant.

The boss was a little stunned for a moment, and he couldn't figure out what the young man in front of him was going to do.

"Hello, sir. Is there anything I can do for you? ”

"You're the owner of this inn?" The young man asked politely.

"Yes, sir."

"With all due respect, how much money can you make in a month?"

"Now the economy is very prosperous, you know that Vienna is a place where every inch of land is valuable, and it is no problem to get 1,000 florins a month, but after deducting all kinds of taxes, plus labor and other expenses, there are only two or three hundred florins left."

Although it was only the first time they met, there was a temperament in the young man that was difficult to refuse, and the boss unconsciously talked a little too much.

The young man smiled, and so did the beautiful woman beside him, and the two seemed to have long been used to it. The young man spoke again.

"I'm willing to pay 1,500 florins to charter your hotel for a month, we want to be the only guest here."

The boss thought about it and said with great embarrassment.

"I'm afraid it won't work, sir. This inn was passed down to me by my father, and I will continue to do business in the future. ”

In fact, it is not uncommon to charter a hotel in this era, but this kind of family hotel rarely encounters this kind of thing, at least this owner has not encountered this kind of thing.

The young man seemed to have known his boss's answer for a long time, and he continued without hurrying.

"I'll pay 20,000 florins to buy your hotel."

This was a bit of a surprise to the innkeeper, and the price was just what he expected.

A quarter of an hour later, the owner of the Grizzly Bear Inn changed.

Soros and his wife sat by the window on the second floor of the inn and watched the rapidly growing city, and the noisy crowd of people being driven out downstairs did not disturb them.

"The city is nice and I love it. Dynamic and full of business opportunities. Ferona smiled, very charming, and then continued.

"It's a good choice to be the last stop on your newlywed trip, do you mean 'The Flying Dutchman'? Very good work, but it seems better to enjoy this opera in the Netherlands, after all, the author of this play, Mr. Wagner, is in the Netherlands. ”

Soros smiled and shook his head, Mr. Wagner is a great artist, but King Wilhelm II of the Netherlands is an idiot, and their performance is not worthy of our newlywed trip.

"Oh? What is that? Ferona asked curiously, her husband had a special pride that belonged only to Jews.

She was convinced that the Jews were the smartest race in the world, far superior to the other whites, and that her husband was the smartest of them all.

"With the whole Austrian Empire as the stage, and that clown is the Habsburg royal family, this is a big play that I directed." Soros confidently said that he would not allow himself to be planted in the same place twice.

Although the previous two times were one win and one draw, they didn't make the other party feel pain, which made him very dissatisfied.

Especially after knowing that his opponent was just a child, Soros was even more dissatisfied with how those pig-like nobles could be compared to the noble Jews.

In order not to let this matter become his demon in the future, Soros must watch the scandal of the country's dishonesty and collapse in order to make his thoughts clear.

That's right, tomorrow is the first anniversary of the establishment of the Austrian Royal Family Overseas Development Company, and it stands to reason that tomorrow should also be the day of dividends.

But this company is unlike any other company in the world, it has more than 4 million shareholders, and it may involve tens of millions of people.

Seeing the speed of development of the Austrian colony, Soros knew that the country must have invested a lot of money. This is not a problem from a commercial point of view, after all, the pre-colonial period requires a large amount of investment, which is the consensus of the business community.

But civilians don't understand this, and they don't want to understand it. Those people wanted real money and things, and the development of the colony at this time still needed a lot of financial support, unless the Austrian imperial government was crazy and would choose to pay dividends.

Even if they bite the bullet and pay dividends, how much? 20 million shares, more than 4 million shareholders, if there is only one florin per share, then these shareholders are bound to be dissatisfied.

If it is at the normal rate of 5% at this time, it should be 1.2 florins, but this does not help because the expectations of this company are too high.

The higher the expectations, the greater the disappointment, and it is not just the credibility of the Habsburgs that will be affected. Maybe it's going to be a French Revolution, so Soros needs a house in a civilian area.

He didn't want to get involved in the infighting of this group of idiots.

June 15, 1843.

Austria's Royal Overseas Development Corporation announced a dividend of five florins per share.

Yields per share are as high as 20.8%, compared to 100% for shareholders who initially bet on the price of five florins.

(End of chapter)