On the tenth day of the holiday, the week-long training course on the Magic Mobile Phone's Magic Power Matrix depiction successfully concluded.
Lorne immediately went to the scene to sign contracts with the students present. Ruchel, who was in the lead, looked at the contract and was immediately shocked by the salary. "Two hundred Galleon a year? There are also bonuses and performance bonuses, five days on and two days off, meals and accommodation provided, and housing allocated after three years of employment. How come these conditions are even better than advertised?"
"I can't speak for other things, but joining my team will at least guarantee you won't regret it when it comes to making money."
Lorne is not short of money right now, and in fact, the wizarding society is not short of money. The reason for the low purchasing power is that a large amount of wealth is controlled by those powerful families. They control the outflow of assets, causing prices outside to fall again and again until one Galleon can cover a person's food and drink for a month. Only then do the tens of thousands of Galleon in their hands seem more valuable.
The low level of development in wizarding society is also due to this; everyone is struggling to make a living, so who will have the time to research newer and more advanced technologies to advance magic further?
The seventh-grade graduates in line all showed expressions of surprise, and even those who wanted to leave quietly through the back door couldn't help but stop in their tracks.
Two hundred Galleon a year, that's several times more expensive than those Pure-blood...
In an instant, the ordinary people who had been planted by Pure-blood turned against them. Only those wizards who truly had Pure-blood complex or who belonged to the Pure-blood camp persisted on their path and got up from the other side of the classroom to leave.
Sirius had seen everything. He leaned down and whispered in Lorne's ear, "Are we really just going to let them go like this? They'll definitely leak our technology."
"There's no such thing as being able to guard against thieves for a thousand days if you're a thief for a thousand days." Lorne was confident and didn't care at all. He patted Sirius on the shoulder to let him know not to worry, and then turned around to greet his new employees with a smile.
These new employees don't have to start work immediately after signing contracts. Lorne gave them a month's rest and an advance on their salary so they could go home and spend time with their families and explain the situation. They will officially start work on August 8th, the store's anniversary.
On the other side.
Lucius swirled his wine glass, toying with the first batch of magical gears that the Nott Family had just sent. These tiny gadgets had taken them quite a bit of effort. The Weasley family was actually quite useful, managing to discover the smallest unit that combined magic and mechanics. Although it was a kind of blasphemy against magic, it was still right to use them to make money.
Just then, Corban, the patriarch of the Yaxley Family, appeared at the door of his study. This high-ranking official of the Ministry of Magic, a Pure-blood and Death Eaters, was tall, with a rugged face and a cruel expression, yet he wore a refined silver-fir robe. His grin could have terrified Draco when he was a child. " Lucius, thank goodness I sent someone from the family, otherwise our first step in hacking the Magic Mobile Phone would have ended in failure."
Lucius gave a puzzled "Oh," which immediately earned him a cold snort from Corban: "That Muggle Myles, he actually offered his workers a high price of two hundred Galleon a year. Many of the desperate people we recruited turned against us. This serves as a reminder that those who are not of our kind will surely have different hearts. Important tasks can only be handled by Pure-blood, otherwise, they can be bought off with a few petty favors."
Lucius smiled slightly after hearing this, "They can betray us for money, and they can also betray that Muggle salesman for money. That's fine. Consider them our spies. When we need them, we can just pay them a lot of money to turn against us. Besides, didn't you send Pure-blood over there? How did it go? Did he learn anything?"
Corban revealed a confident smile, "So this kind of thing is so simple to make. It only takes seven days to master all the essentials, and the cost is less than one Galleon. This damn profit is even more than selling Potions. We can find people to make counterfeits now, and once they hit the market, we'll set the price lower than theirs, forcing them into a price war. In terms of initial capital accumulation, no one can beat us."
"How complex can something Muggle Studies be?" Lucius smiled knowingly. "Let the Malfoy and Nott Family handle the business matters. We won't be defeated by a mere brat when it comes to business. I'll show him that anyone who tries to go head-to-head with Pure-blood families will meet a gruesome end."
"As for his Magic Mobile Phone, no new technology is allowed to circulate in the market until we give it our approval. We want more than just money; we want a monopoly!"
Corban nodded. Among the Pure-blood families, the Yaxley Family leans more towards politics and technology. He prefers to use power and systems to exert force. Even among the Death Eaters, he is more of a bureaucrat. He is indeed not very good at business matters.
After all the contracts were signed, Lorne watched all the new employees leave happily, then turned to Sirius and said, "Well, did you remember those people who wanted to leave but came back?"
Sirius was preoccupied with this, and when Lorne brought it up, he nodded repeatedly. "I was wondering the same thing. Could it be that they haven't left because they're spies planted by someone else? Why did you let them sign the contract so easily? Should I go and give them a warning?"
Lorne waved his hand. "That's not necessary. The reason they haven't left might be that the money those Pure-blood offer to buy their lives isn't as high as the salary I pay, so naturally they want to stay. Besides, people who work for Pure-blood aren't necessarily bad people; they could be like Werewolf, people who can't find work and have no choice but to take risks. Perhaps we can even try to recruit them."
"More importantly, I don't believe Pure-blood are so popular," Lorne stood up. "I don't believe even Half-blood and Muggle-born would support the theory of Pure-blood Supremacy. There will always be people who oppose it."
Sirius saw things more clearly. "They don't really care about Pure-blood. They're probably just after Galleon. But they might stay for Galleon today, and they might betray you for Galleon tomorrow. Are you sure you want to keep them?"
"Keep them. I've already advanced them a month's wages, so they should at least work for a full month," Lorne patted Sirius on the shoulder again. "However, you might need to investigate their backgrounds. If they're outlaws or have any other special identities that the Ministry of Magic doesn't allow shops to hire, then just fire them."
"As for the others with clean records, I believe they will stay once they see the prospects of the Magic Mobile Phone Shop and Dituni. Besides, I don't think anyone can offer me a higher or more stable salary."