"Of course we still want it," Qu Jianlei answered firmly. "Just note down any similar information. Oh, and we don't engage in forced buying and selling."
Young Master pondered for a moment, then suddenly spoke again. "The Dyson Consortium has more than just that one person with a magical artifact!"
In the end, he did not dare mention Hook Supreme by name.
Qu Jianlei gave him a helpless look. "You need to know when to stop... We're even with them!"
This guy's way of doing things was truly a bit crooked, and he was clearly lacking in Jingwei. That was not a good habit.
"That wasn't what I meant." Young Master hurriedly waved his hands. "I was just saying that the Dyson and Sail Consortiums have been clashing lately."
Both were among the top ten consortiums, though Dyson was somewhat stronger.
"Hm?" Nutrient Solution raised an eyebrow. "The Sail Consortium?"
"Yes." Young Master nodded. "I heard military spending is about to increase..."
People making a living in the Core Circle loved discussing politics, as if they did not deserve to belong there otherwise.
Unlike the Edge Star Domain, where people mostly thought about survival and development and had no interest at all in imperial politics.
Those from higher social circles, like Young Master, loved discussing such topics even more and knew more insider information than ordinary people.
The Empire's situation had recently become unstable, so increased military spending was inevitable. However, the government's finances were already somewhat strained.
In such circumstances, of course they had to slaughter some fat sheep, and ordinary citizens did not qualify as suitable fat sheep.
It was not that the government loved its people like children. The real reason was that the public had been kept in the dark—it was the result of information barriers.