Malfoy and Flint watched this scene indifferently.
When Dobby was about to faint, Flint said with a grin.
"Oh, I thought I could find the living room so I wouldn't let him lead the way. You asked him to punish myself for what he did. You're too irritable, Malfoy."
"Stop Dobby." Malfoy waved his hand, causing Dobby to step back, his face covered in blood. Dobby's eyes were black, not daring to use Phantom migration, and he staggered and bowed out of the garden.
"We have a common enemy, Flint, this time, and I hope you don't make any extravagances."
"Of course I would not dear Malfoy, I have always been your solid and reliable ally." Flint said as intimately as Malfoy's brother.
Malfoy didn't answer his words, turned and led the way towards the living room.
In the living room of Malfoy’s house, the sofas and previous tables and chairs here have been emptied, and the surrounding windows are also covered by heavy dark curtains. The whole room looks very dark, only a small piece of light is illuminated by the faint candlelight. space.
There is a huge long table in the middle of the living room. On both sides of the long table is full of wizards and witches of all ages. There is a cup of steaming tea in front of them. Malfoy looks like when he leaves. No one is talking, everyone is waiting silently.
Flint walked in, still with that charming smile.
"Everyone came so early, oh, Mrs. Selwyn, you are still so beautiful, and you are in Jax, I feel like you have gained a lot, and it seems that the recent food is not good... "
He babbled and said hello to the ten people in the seat, but no one responded to him. Even many people frowned and looked at this little noble master.
"Earl Flint, you should sit down."
Sitting in the second row at the front of the long table is a lady with a black veil on her face. She is wearing a retro dress. Her hair is combed into a hairstyle that European ladies often comb. The exposed eyes are beautiful. The thrilling golden yellow looks dignified and elegant, which perfectly embodies everything a lady should have.
After the witch spoke, Flint's pupils shrank slightly, and his licentiousness was also put away. He coughed, and sternly reached the opposite side of the lady, which was the position on the right side of the second row of the long table.
Malfoy watched Flint's performance coldly after entering the door, and after seeing someone stopping him, he went to the top of the long table and did it.
After a brief silence, Malfoy's voice opened the curtain of the meeting.
"Today is rare. All the sixteen helms of our family gathered here. This should have been celebrated with a grand ball, but because of the tight time, all this meeting seemed so simple. I hope you can forgive me. "
The other sixteen people present, including Flint, nodded slightly and didn't care about it.
"Everyone should have met in private with the man from the German Magic Investment Company. Their appearance has had a great impact on the magic business in the UK. They did not consider losses and consequences in order to occupy and occupy them. The extremely low price base has basically taken away our domestic market. If this continues, all of us in the UK industry will declare bankruptcy."
The sixteen wizards sitting here are all the helms of sixteen families that control the British magical market. Their industries cover all aspects of the British magical world, and almost 70% of them are on the British Isles. The market is monopolized by them.
"Why don't you ask the people of the Ministry of Magic to do it. They have so violently invaded the commercial market of the British magic circle. This is already a diplomatic incident." Someone made a suggestion.
But Malfoy soon rejected it.
"Don't forget the original intention of the Ministry of Magic. At that time, we restricted their power to intervene in business for our own convenience. Now they cannot do anything unless we give this power to them for reasons."
Most people shook their heads. They are pure businessmen, and businessmen are of course the most sensitive to interests.
If you lose money, you can earn again, but if the power to make money is handed over, then they are all pigs in a group of pigsty. After being fattened up, the Ministry of Magic can send a butcher to slaughter them.
Therefore, they would rather go bankrupt than give up the power to control business.
Flint sneered, and sneered at those who shook their heads.
"You old stubbornness is really ridiculous. At this time, you are not willing to lose both money and power. The most greedy group is your group of vampires."
The people who are doing are all mature and sophisticated, and of course they will not get angry easily for Flint with a word or two. One of the old people asked calmly with a blank expression on his face.
"Then I don't know what opinion Earl Flint has?"
"Me? What can I have? Anyway, I'm not interested in running those family businesses. When the Germans come, I will sell all my assets to them, turn them into Jin Jialong, and hold large sums of money. Isn't it fun to mess around?"
"Then how will your children and grandchildren live in the future?" Someone said coldly, "Will they starve to death after sitting in the sky?"
Flint leaned on the back of his chair, with Erlang's legs tilted up, in a daunting manner.
"Descendants? My illegitimate children are out there? I don't know which one you are talking about?"
His appearance made everyone speechless This guy is a typical dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water and is hopeless.
Everyone at the long table calmed down, and they really didn't have any countermeasures under the brainless money of the Germans to fight the price war.
"Tell me about the request they made. I haven't been in the UK before, so I don't know much about it." Just in silence, sitting on Malfoy's left hand, the one who suppressed Flint at first Mrs. Rolle asked gently.
Although the sixteen people who are doing business are all big businessmen in the British magical world, they also have the size of the industry, which can be distinguished by the order of seats. Among these people, the properties of the Malfoy, Flint, and Rolls maximum.
The sizes of the three of them were equal, and Malfoy was able to sit on the main seat only because it was his home.
In other words, if you really make any decisions about this matter in the end, you must all nod their heads.
And the contemporary Patriarch of the Flint family is a waste of only eating, drinking, and gambling, so now the only real masters are the Roer family and the Malfoy family.
As far as the family industry in the UK is concerned, the Malfoys and the Rolls are similar, but the Rolls moved to the moldy country as early as the end of the nineteenth century. They mainly developed in the moldy country and stayed in the British industry. They are all entrusted to relatives at home to take care of them.
And the Mrs. Rolle who came to the meeting today is the current Patriarch of the Rolle family who has traveled from the mold country all the way.
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