Hogwarts: I am Voldemort.

Chapter 237 Greed and Ignorance

The wizarding world, of course, also has princess fairy tales.

Luna never thought that one day she would be like the princesses in those stories.

Many people were busy around her, sending all kinds of clothes.

Someone else measured her height and arm span and said they were going to make her a cane.

Someone also measured the size of the soles of her feet in detail, saying that they wanted to customize leather shoes, and showed her many styles.

The little girl who was usually dull-witted and silly finally became active because of these sparkling things.

"It's almost time, let's go."

It wasn't until Voldemort came to her in a neat suit and with an ivory cane that the little wizard came out of this psychedelic world.

"The Muggle world isn't bad, is it, Voldemort?"

Luna asked Voldemort in the extended car, fiddling with the gleaming birch on her arm.

"Of course, but the prerequisite is money."

Voldemort said something with a smile, but his eyes were still looking at the financial statement in his hand.

This is already an extremely simplified report, but it still looks very difficult.

Of course, if he only focused on the long string of numbers at the end, he could still understand it, but obviously finances couldn't look at it that way.

"Angela is also waiting for you in the conference room, sir, if you have any financial problems, you can ask her."

Seeing Voldemort frowning while looking at the financial statement, Bokis said empathetically.

"Oh, this little girl, didn't you bother to look for me?" Voldemort closed the report and asked.

When he was speaking, he noticed that Luna's head was not turned, and her ears moved twice.

"I blame her for notifying me the last time. I'm also afraid that she will delay your time." Pokiss said with a smile.

Voldemort nodded, approving his decision.

"How is her finances?" Voldemort asked again.

"That's what she did, sir, she's great." Pokis said hastily.

Voldemort nodded again, but then fell silent.

The car soon stopped at the Riddle Foundation building, and Voldemort walked to the office on the top floor under the guidance of Pokiss.

"Are you Riddle?"

When Voldemort walked into the office, Angela asked in disbelief.

"It's me, Angela. There are a lot of people here. Let's talk about something later."

As Voldemort said, he glanced at the people in the office. Most of them were old people, but there were also new faces.

"Are you the newly appointed head of the Riddle family?"

A man with gray temples and a gentleman-like appearance suddenly questioned him.

Voldemort froze for a moment, but before Pokis could speak, Voldemort stopped him.

"Yes, what's the matter?" Voldemort asked.

"The meeting time is nine o'clock. You arrive at this time. Are you wasting our time?"

Pointing to his watch, the old gentleman said dissatisfiedly, "The loss of our time is also the loss of the Riddle Consortium's time. Are you sure this is the result you want?"

"What's your name?" Voldemort asked.

"James Douglas." said the old gentleman, "currently the president of the London region."

Voldemort looked at Porches, who nodded immediately.

"Not the old man." Voldemort asked with some doubts, he did not avoid anyone present.

"Mr. Douglas is capable, sir," said Pokis in a low voice.

Voldemort nodded again, then looked at Douglas: "I apologize for my lateness, and I promise there will be no next time."

This was somewhat unexpected, and Douglas was taken aback for a moment, but then he accepted Voldemort's apology.

"Purges said that you are very capable, so how about a difficult matter that will be handed over to you later?" Voldemort asked him.

"May I know what it is?" Douglas asked.

"You'll find out in a moment." Voldemort looked at the time, "They won't arrive until after four o'clock."

After leaving these words, he took Luna, Angel, and Pokiss to the office that was reserved for him but was always empty.

Several people stayed in the oriental-decorated office for a while, and Angel asked Voldemort many questions.

Voldemort also asked Angel some financial situation, and it was like this until everyone came, and they didn't go back to the conference room again.

"Mr. Douglas, please sit next to me."

Douglas was puzzled, but he did it anyway.

"You are so young, are you sure you can control the consortium well?"

A person in charge of the Far East who arrived late asked Voldemort before Douglas sat down, "You know how much money I earn for the consortium every minute, and what is the situation in the Far East now, you..."

"Wait a minute, let me understand one by one."

Voldemort interrupted him with a cold face, then ignored his anger, and looked at a woman in charge among the crowd, "Are you in charge of the Chinese market?"

"Yes." The lady said nervously.

"How did it go?" Voldemort asked again.

"Real estate is developing very well, but other industries..."

She gritted her teeth and said, "Because I don't understand China's market situation in other industries, I jumped to conclusions, resulting in two losses. I am willing to accept all punishments from the consortium."

The conference room suddenly fell silent, and everyone waited for Voldemort's decision.

But he just lowered his head like that and remained silent for a while, until some people became impatient before speaking.

"The heart is good. If things go wrong, they can always be recovered, and I can see that the financial statements are not bad. The overall profit is profitable. Keep working hard. I am optimistic about you."

After Voldemort finished speaking, he gave her a big smile, which made her eyes turn red, and she nodded fiercely.

"Humph."

The one who spoke before snorted contemptuously.

Voldemort didn't even look at him, but said to the person in charge: "China has its own national conditions and customs, please respect it, can it be done?"

"Promise to do it."

Only then did Voldemort nodded in satisfaction, and then looked at the one who was "humming" for a long time.

"Are you corrupt?" Voldemort asked bluntly.

"what are you saying?"

The man immediately asked angrily, but Voldemort had already turned his head and looked at Douglas.

"He has corruption, you have to deal with it well."

After Voldemort finished speaking, he looked at the man and asked, "How many times have you been embezzled?"

"I didn't do anything with Ben, you are slandering me, and I will..."

Voldemort still ignored him, just bowed his head in silence for a while, then turned to look at Douglas.

"Roman and Rezovsky, these are his two main partners. Most of the property he embezzled is still in the names of these two people. Let's see how much can be recovered and minimize the loss."

Voldemort's words made that person stand still on the spot, and Douglas looked at Voldemort meaningfully.

In his heart, this young man has already mastered everything, but it is only at this time that the sentence is pronounced.

But Douglas felt that there was no need to do this at all. The best way was to communicate with him in advance and work in the dark.

How could he have imagined that Voldemort had learned the news from the moment of silence just now.

Only financial loss...

Don't be afraid, the two he mentioned by name just now are willing to compensate him.

If they don't do that, he can't guarantee Chelsea's future, but he can decide the future of these two.

　Ask for a recommendation ticket~~~
　　


(End of this chapter)